(Well, the second update. I'm still asking for recommendations! To make more frequent updates possible in the future, don't let those recommendation votes go to waste, my fellow readers—send them all my way. I'm immensely grateful. There'll be one more update later. Unless something unexpected happens, I'll guarantee three updates a day for the rest of this month. I want to see whether posting more will bring in more recommendations. If it works, I'll have the motivation to keep up three updates a day.)
Luo Qian was seething with frustration too. Ever since he'd gotten the better of the Qumao with his Thunder Spear the first time, the beast had become incredibly cunning. Whenever he attacked, it dodged if it could. Several of his strikes had missed, and on top of that, he'd expended a great deal of mana. With his temper stirred, he was bound to slip up sooner or later—and the crafty Qumao seized on the opening at once. It flashed aside, dodging Su Qing's fish-scale whip, and chose to take hits from two ordinary magic artifacts rather than face a more dangerous attack. They barely affected it. It surged forward like lightning, then pounced straight at Luo Qian.
"Luo Qian, watch out!" Su Qing's face went deathly pale. At such close range, neither of them was as fast as the Qumao. Everyone had seen just how sharp its claws were by now. Su Hongtao had given her a defensive artifact, but in the sudden rush she could only protect herself—she had no way to help Luo Qian. Su Qing had always understood how Luo Qian felt about her. She'd never accepted his feelings, but as time passed—especially after all they'd been through in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land—some of the haughtiness had worn away from her, and she'd