Ember Base, western side of the island.
"Phew, Sis, this should be the last one, right?"
"Mm."
Chen Xing nodded calmly. Then, with a fierce twist of the Demonic Blade in her hand, she pulled it from the last Star Beast's heart.
Splat—!
In an instant, the thick blue blood inside the Star Beast, carrying the salty tang of seawater, was drawn out along with the Demonic Blade. A few drops even streaked across her cheek.
Chen Xing did not so much as furrow her brow.
She merely raised her bandage-wrapped right hand and wiped the pale-blue blood from her cheek.
Once that was done, Chen Xing raised the Demonic Blade and flung it hard to her side.
Splash!
Most of the blood clinging to the blade splattered across the ground like ink thrown from a brush, leaving behind a serrated, crescent-shaped trail of blood.
Seeing that some Star Beast blood still remained on the Demonic Blade—
Chen Xing expressionlessly pinned the blade between her left elbow and side, then slowly pulled it through.
As the last trace of blood was completely wiped away—
The clean, gleaming blade reflected Chen Xing's icy crimson eyes, as well as the bead of sweat that slid down her cheek before vanishing along the side of her slender neck.
They had only been two simple motions—one fling and one pull of the blade.
Yet whether it was Chen Xing's murderous expression or the firm muscle lines faintly visible beneath the tattered uniform around her waist—
Both gave her an indescribably sharp, wildly untamed air.
Though she was, like Jing Liuli, only a twelve-year-old girl—
Chen Xing possessed none of the delicacy one would expect at her age. Instead, she was exceptionally tough, with a fiercely independent character.
If Caroline was cold "ice"—
Then Chen