The Light Novel Protagonist

That night, from Li Jiayu's tent came Dark Octopus's soul-stirring moans: "Master, be gentler," "Master, hit over here," "Ahh, this loser feels so good..."

The inheritors living around Li Jiayu did not sleep well all night.

Ling Shaoping, on the other hand, had his blood boiling from listening and wished he could take Dark Octopus's place.

Whenever he imagined Li Jiayu's soft little hands caressing his body, Ling Shaoping could not restrain the primordial power within him.

The night was long, with only his hand for company.

After wrestling with himself for ages, Ling Shaoping finally slipped the arm he had left outside into his thin blanket.

An inheritor's stamina was astonishing. Ling Shaoping only felt the arm he had trained for years growing numb with exertion. Just as he was about to reach the peak, Ling Shaoping suddenly realized... he had no paper...

A streak of dawn broke across the horizon, but the sun was quickly swallowed by thick, solid clouds.

The advance squad of inheritors had already set off ahead to secure the safest route for Xijiang City's entire migration convoy.

Only then did the members of the various major factions in the migration convoy begin to open their eyes.

After days of marching, their taut nerves had never been able to relax. Following the Sacred Armor Centipede King's disaster a few days ago, most people had run out of food.

The exquisite delicacies that had fallen from the sky that day—roast chicken, grilled fish, and the like—had long since been devoured clean!

Even the big shots in the military had forgotten all about maintaining their image upon seeing delicious dishes they had not eaten in so long.

This was a migration, an escape! Not a trip!

Ordinary civilians had already been living from one hungry meal to