My Name is Shenhe, My Fate is Solitary and Ill-Omened!

Chapter 50: My Name is Shenhe, My Fate is One of Solitary Malice!

Chen Feng stood in the open space and immediately began the draw.

Suddenly, ten streaks of light descended from the sky, landing right beside Chen Feng.

Watching the ten streaks of light settle, Chen Feng muttered to himself, "This time, it wouldn't be weapons again, would it?"

Chen Feng remembered that after he first pulled Kamisato Ayaka, the second time had brought weapons. Now that he had just pulled Yae Miko, it was highly likely that this draw would be weapons once more.

However, weapons were fine too; if he pulled weapons, he could significantly increase the strength of his Martial Soul.

Therefore, no matter what reward he pulled, Chen Feng could accept it.

As the ten streaks of light landed on the ground.

As the dust settled, various weapons appeared on the ground—some were three-star weapons, others were four-star weapons. At the spot where the golden light shone, a figure slowly stepped out from within.

"I actually pulled a character again!" Chen Feng was pleasantly surprised.

She was a figure full of mystery, as if she had stepped out of an ancient scroll, carrying an oriental charm and traditional elegance. Her stature was tall, like a straight, upright green bamboo, capable of drawing everyone's gaze in any setting.

Her eyes were deep, as if they could see through the human heart, and the corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, revealing a sense of unbridled pride. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, every strand shimmering with the luster of black jade, moving with the wind like a flowing painting.

Shenhe's attire was simple and elegant, full of oriental charm. She often wore a green robe embroidered with delicate crane patterns, which seemed to be the symbol of her soul. Her gait was calm and graceful, every step revealing confidence and composure, as if she were walking through the long river of history, dancing with time.

Her fair fingers were slender and exquisite, as beautiful as scallion stalks. Her features were peerless and delicate, her skin as white and translucent as mutton-fat jade, emitting a faint, soft glow.

A head of long, silvery-white hair draped over her shoulders, fluttering in the wind.

Standing there, she was like an immortal descended from the clouds of the Nine Heavens—beautiful yet untouchable, noble, holy, and otherworldly.

Seeing this beautiful woman, Chen Feng immediately knew who he had pulled this time.

Shenhe!

Shenhe walked over slowly. Her face was expressionless, and her demeanor showed no fluctuation. However, when she walked closer, Chen Feng noticed that there seemed to be a strange look in her beautiful eyes.

She first gave a slight nod to Chen Feng, then looked at him and spoke:

"My name is Shenhe. My fate is one of solitary malice, prone to harming those around me."

"Thank you, Traveler, for pulling me. If you are afraid of me, Shenhe can leave at any time."

Her words were gentle, carrying a hint of sadness that made anyone who heard them feel a sense of pity.

At this moment, Chen Feng did not answer. Instead, he reached out his hand and grasped Shenhe's. Immediately, a look of surprise appeared in Shenhe's eyes.

Chen Feng looked at Shenhe, picked up the red rope on her hand, and said softly, "I know, but I don't care!"

Then, Chen Feng tied the other end of Shenhe's red rope to his own hand. Looking at Shenhe, he said softly, "There, now that we are bound by the same red rope, we are a community of shared destiny. No matter what fate lies before us, we will walk forward together!"

"Rest assured, no matter what happens, I will never let you go!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, a look of relief appeared on Shenhe's face. She nodded and said earnestly, "Okay!"

The two then smiled at each other.

Watching the two holding hands, Yae Miko and Kamisato Ayaka wore strange expressions on their faces.

"My, my, my, our little Traveler, are you already confessing to the new character?"

Yae Miko said with a mischievous grin, looking at Chen Feng and Shenhe.

Hearing Yae Miko's words, Shenhe turned her face away, appearing somewhat shy.

Chen Feng immediately said, "Shenhe, let me introduce you. This is Yae Miko from Inazuma, and this is Kamisato Ayaka from Inazuma."

Shenhe nodded slightly and said, "My name is Shenhe, from Liyue."

At this time, Yae Miko also took Shenhe's hand and said softly, "Alright, from now on, we are good friends too. We can work together to deal with this little lecher, Chen Feng."

"Uh, we are going to deal with the Traveler?" Shenhe was a bit surprised; she clearly hadn't expected Yae Miko to say such a thing.

"Yes!" Yae Miko nodded vigorously.

At this moment, Chen Feng immediately said, "Shenhe, don't listen to her nonsense. She never thinks of anything good!"

The cunning fox smiled slightly and said, "It's the Traveler who is the little lecher, with nothing but lewd thoughts in his head all day long!"

Watching Yae Miko and Chen Feng bicker, the corners of Shenhe's mouth curled into a smile.

Chen Feng put away the weapons he had obtained from the check-in; he was in no rush to fuse or upgrade them.

Just then, the surrounding forest suddenly began to stir.

It seemed the commotion from earlier had attracted quite a few Spirit Beasts. However, this was good; Chen Feng happened to be looking for one to serve as his third Spirit Ring.

The next moment, Spirit Beasts appeared one after another, surrounding them. Some were large, some small, most being thousand-year Spirit Beasts, with a few hundred-year ones mixed in. They eyed Chen Feng and the others covetously, revealing their greed.

For a time, various roars echoed throughout the forest.

At this moment, Shenhe, Yae Miko, and Kamisato Ayaka immediately stepped in front of Chen Feng, shielding him.

Chen Feng said calmly, "No need to be nervous."

Chen Feng looked at the appearing Spirit Beasts; they were almost all just over a thousand years old. These beasts were low in age and their attack power wasn't very strong—none of them were the Spirit Beasts Chen Feng needed.

Chen Feng stepped forward and spoke, "Let me handle this!"

Hearing this, the three of them nodded.

Immediately, Chen Feng released his martial soul once more and whispered, "Scatter, Flowing Cherry Blossom!"

The next moment, Chen Feng's Flowing Cherry Blossom Sword scattered into countless petals; for these soul beasts, this area-of-effect Flowing Cherry Blossom Sword was the most effective weapon.

As the petals danced, each one suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless long swords that surged toward the soul beasts.

In an instant, a chorus of miserable howls rose one after another, and blood splattered everywhere.

One soul beast after another was instantly pierced by the terrifying sword qi, collapsing to the ground dead.

Countless soul beasts were frightened away, fleeing toward the rear.

Chen Feng spread his arms, letting the rain of petals fall all around him, yet his gaze remained fixed on the distance.

At this moment, the air was thick with the scent of blood.

A rustling sound suddenly emerged from between the trees.

Chen Feng immediately spoke, "It seems this scent of blood has attracted a big one!"

"Rumble—"

Suddenly, the earth trembled, the trees swayed, and a dense, ferocious aura swept over, chilling one to the bone.

A gargantuan serpent suddenly lunged out from the thicket.

A ten-thousand-year soul beast—the Sword-Pattern Demon Snake!