Xiao Wu, Are You This Impatient Even in a Primeval Forest?
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were also pleasantly surprised by the improvement in their physical fitness.
The tent door was suddenly forced open!
Xiao Wu rushed in like a gust of wind and threw herself into Lin Qingmo's arms.
Before Lin Qingmo could react, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
"Um?"
Lin Qingmo was stunned.
Xiao Wu's cheeks were flushed, and she hugged his neck, mumbling incoherently.
"A-Qing, I want to..."
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed.
Seeing the scene before them, their faces quickly turned as red as ripe apples.
The two looked at each other, both seeing shock and embarrassment in each other's eyes.
Then, the two of them ran out of the tent almost simultaneously.
He also conveniently closed the tent door.
They don't want to be third wheels!
Hearing the door close, Xiao Wu in her arms suddenly froze.
She turned her head and saw the two people running away, and was instantly dumbfounded.
It's over.
They were seen.
Instantly, her face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.
So ashamed, she buried her head in Lin Qingmo's arms, too embarrassed to look up at anyone.
The entire tent fell silent.
All that remained was the crackling of the flickering candlelight and Xiao Wu's rapid heartbeat.
Lin Qingmo looked down at Xiao Wu, who was burying herself in his arms like an ostrich, and felt both amused and exasperated.
Is this girl in such a hurry even in this primeval forest?
The wind in the Sunset Forest carries the scent of grass and wood, sweeping through the layers of tree canopy and casting shimmering, fragmented shadows among the trees.
This is the third day since Lin Qingmo and his group entered the forest.
The fallen leaves underfoot made a soft, crunching sound.
Liu Erlong walked at the very front of the group.
Lin Qingmo was at the very back, his fingertips occasionally brushing against the blades of grass beside him.
Pale blue Soul Power flowed from his fingertips, subtly resonating with the ubiquitous Blue Silver Grass in the forest.
The rustling of grass and the whispering of wind within a kilometer radius were clearly transmitted to his senses through those delicate vines.
"A-Qing, how much longer do we have to walk?"
Ning Rongrong, carrying a small Soul Tool bag, skipped along beside him, her cheeks puffed out with half a wild fruit.
"It's been three days already, and we still haven't found a suitable Soul Beast for Zhu Zhuqing."
Lin Qingmo's gaze fell on the girl beside him, and the corners of his lips curled slightly. "Don't rush, there are quite a few Millennium Spirit Beast in Sunset Forest, but they are very vigilant and won't show themselves easily."
"If you find it boring, why not pay more attention to the fluctuations of Soul Power around you? It's a good opportunity to practice your perception."
"I don't want to."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue, ran to Zhu Zhuqing's side, and took her arm.
"With A-Qing here, why would I need to go to all this trouble? Zhu Zhuqing, you agree, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing paused, her gaze sweeping over Lin Qingmo's back as she nodded slightly.
The voice was calm and gentle. "I'm right, practicing your perception more won't do you any harm."
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips, about to say something more, when Yu Feng at the end of the group suddenly shouted, "Wait! There's movement!"
Dugu Yan immediately stopped, her brows furrowing. "Where? What is that?"
Ye Lingling also stopped in her tracks.
The Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul quietly glowed with a pale pink aura, ready to provide healing at any time.
Liu Erlong took two steps forward and stood to the side of the group. Crimson Soul Power surged around him, and his sharp eyes scanned the dense forest.
Only Lin Qingmo remained standing in the same spot, without even moving a step.
He flicked his fingertips, and through the Blue Silver Grass that covered the forest, he sensed the approaching dark figure at high speed.
It was a feline Soul Beast, agile in form, with its Soul Power fluctuations remaining stable at 3,500 years.
A dark shadow was silently darting towards the group, taking advantage of the shade of the tree canopy; its target was Yu Feng.
"They've arrived."
Lin Qingmo only uttered two words.
The words had barely left his mouth.
A dark shadow suddenly swooped down from the treetop.
A sharp sound cuts through the wind, and the cold glint of its claws is deadly, striking straight at the back of the Yu Feng.
It was a cat-shaped Soul Beast that was entirely black.
It is several sizes larger than a typical lynx.
Its fur blended into the shadows, and its vertical pupils gleamed with a bloodthirsty red light.
It is Shadow Cat Beast that is about 3,500 years old.
"I was the target!"
Yu Feng's face darkened, and he was about to release his Martial Soul.
Suddenly, countless pale blue Blue Silver Grass burst forth from the ground, transforming into a dense, impenetrable net that precisely ensnared the Shadow Cat Beast in mid-air.
The Blue Silver Grass vines have faint golden veins and are incredibly resilient.
"Meow!!!"
The Shadow Cat Beast let out a piercing scream.
It writhed wildly, its sharp claws tearing at the vines, but it couldn't even leave a trace.
In the blink of an eye, it was bound tightly by the Blue Silver Grass and slammed heavily to the ground, only able to let out helpless whimpers.
The whole process was incredibly fast.
From the moment the Shadow Cat Beast pounced to the moment it was completely bound, it was only a snap of the fingers.
Yu Feng stood there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time, his back already covered in a layer of cold sweat.
He didn't even have time to unleash his Soul Skill.
Without Lin Qingmo's Blue Silver Grass, he would probably have been gutted by the Millennium Spirit Beast.
"Thank you, Qingmo!"
Yu Feng swallowed hard, still feeling lingering fear.
Dugu Yan stepped forward, looking at the Shadow Cat Beast bound on the ground, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
"They dared to ambush us; keeping them alive would only cause more trouble. Let's just kill them all."
She raised her hand, venom gathering at her fingertips, ready to stab the Shadow Cat Beast in the head.
"Etc."
Lin Qingmo's voice rang out, stopping her actions.
Dugu Yan paused, turned to look at him, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a hint of confusion:
"This thing attacked us from behind, are we just going to let it go?"
Venom still clung to her fingertips, a vibrant green light dancing on her pale skin, carrying a deadly danger.
Lin Qingmo's gaze fell on the Shadow Cat Beast on the ground.
With a gentle flick of the fingertip.
The Blue Silver Grass binding the Soul Beast tightened slightly, rendering it completely immobile.
Although the age of this Shadow Cat Beast far exceeds the theoretical limit of the Third Spirit Ring.
However, its attributes are highly compatible with Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Civet Martial Soul.
"This Soul Beast will be useful to keep."
"It works?"
Dugu Yan withdrew her hand, crossed her arms, and looked at him with curiosity in her eyes.
Lin Qingmo turned around and looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside him.
Zhu Zhuqing was also looking at him, her cat-like eyes, which always held a hint of aloofness, reflecting his image.
She seemed to have guessed something; her fingertips curled slightly, and her heart inexplicably quickened.
"Zhu Zhuqing."
Lin Qingmo looked at her, his tone serious. "You will absorb this 3,500-year-old Shadow Cat Beast Spirit Ring."
The moment those words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.
The sound of the wind rustling through the leaves became exceptionally clear.
Everyone stood there, stunned, as if they had heard something unbelievable.
Yu Feng was the first to react. He practically jumped up and rushed to Lin Qingmo, his face full of anxiety and disbelief.
"Qingmo! Are you crazy?!"
"The theoretical limit for the Third Spirit Ring is 1,760 years!"
"This Shadow Cat Beast is over 3,500 years old. If Zhu Zhuqing absorbs this Spirit Ring, her meridians will be destroyed by the Berserk energy, and she will explode and die!"
His voice trembled; he was clearly very anxious.