My Name Is Shenhe, My Fate Is Solitary Calamity!

Chen Feng stood in the clearing and began drawing immediately.

At once, ten streams of light descended from the sky and landed beside Chen Feng.

Watching the ten streams of light fall, Chen Feng murmured, "This time, it can't be weapons again, can it?"

Chen Feng remembered that after drawing Kamisato Ayaka the first time, he had gotten weapons the second time. Then he had drawn Yae Miko, so this draw would most likely be weapons again.

Still, weapons were good too. If he drew weapons, they could greatly enhance the strength of his martial soul.

So no matter what reward he drew, Chen Feng could accept it.

As the ten streams of light landed on the ground.

When the dust cleared, various weapons appeared on the ground. Some were three-star weapons, while others were four-star weapons. At the spot where the golden light shone—

A figure slowly emerged from the golden light.

"I actually drew another character!" Chen Feng was overjoyed.

She was a mysterious figure, as though she had stepped out of an ancient scroll, carrying the charm and refined elegance of the East. Her figure was tall and graceful, like an upright green bamboo stalk, capable of drawing every eye no matter where she stood.

Her eyes were deep, as though they could see through people's hearts. The corners of her eyes tilted slightly upward, revealing an untamed pride. Her long hair poured down like a waterfall, each strand gleaming with the luster of black jade. As it swayed in the wind, it resembled a moving painting.

Shenhe's attire was simple and elegant, brimming with Eastern charm. She often wore a pale blue robe embroidered with exquisite crane patterns, as though they were symbols of her soul. Her gait was calm and graceful, every step carrying confidence and composure, as if she walked through the river of history and danced alongside time.

Her fair fingers were slender and delicate, beautiful as scallion stalks. Her features were exquisitely refined, and her skin was fair and crystalline, like creamy white jade, radiating a faint, gentle glow.

Her silvery-white hair draped over her shoulders and fluttered in the wind.

Standing there, she was like an exiled immortal from the clouds above the nine heavens—beautiful yet inviolable, noble, holy, and utterly otherworldly.

The moment Chen Feng saw this beautiful woman, he knew who he had drawn this time.

Shenhe!

Shenhe slowly walked over. Her face was expressionless, without the slightest ripple in her demeanor, but when she came closer, Chen Feng noticed that her beautiful eyes seemed to hold an unusual glimmer.

She first gave Chen Feng a slight nod, then looked at him and said,

"My name is Shenhe. My fate is solitary calamity, and I easily bring harm to those around me."

"Thank you, Traveler, for drawing me. If the Traveler is afraid of me, Shenhe can leave at any time."

Her voice was gentle and carried a trace of sorrow, stirring tenderness in the hearts of all who heard it.

At that moment, Chen Feng did not answer. He merely reached out and took Shenhe's hand, and a flicker of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Chen Feng looked at Shenhe, lifted the red rope by her hand, and said softly, "I know. But I don't care!"

Then Chen Feng tied the other end of Shenhe's red rope around 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 fate. No matter what destiny lies before us in the future, we will walk forward together!

Don't worry. No matter what, I will never let go of you!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Shenhe revealed a relieved smile. She nodded and said seriously, "All right!"

Then the two smiled at each other.

Watching them hold each other's hands, Yae Miko and Kamisato Ayaka wore strange expressions.

"My, my, our little Traveler is confessing to a new character already?"

Yae Miko wore a wicked grin as she looked at Chen Feng and Shenhe.

Upon hearing Yae Miko's words, Shenhe turned her face away, seemingly a little shy.

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

Shenhe nodded slightly. "My name is Shenhe. I come from Liyue."

At that moment, Yae Miko took Shenhe's hand as well and said softly, "All right, from now on, we're good friends too. We can join forces to deal with Chen Feng, that little pervert."

"Uh, deal with the Traveler?" Shenhe was somewhat surprised. She clearly had not expected Yae Miko to say such a thing.

"Mhm!" Yae Miko nodded forcefully.

Chen Feng immediately said, "Shenhe, don't listen to her nonsense. She never thinks about anything good all day!"

The Scummy Fox smiled faintly. "The Traveler is the real little lecher. Every day, his mind is full of lewd things!"

Seeing Yae Miko bicker with Chen Feng, Shenhe smiled slightly.

Chen Feng put away the weapons he had received from signing in, in no hurry to fuse and upgrade them.

Just then, the surrounding forest suddenly stirred.

It seemed the commotion from earlier had attracted quite a few soul beasts. But that was fine—Chen Feng could choose one as his third soul ring.

The next moment, soul beasts began appearing one after another, surrounding them. Some were large, some small. Most were thousand-year soul beasts, while a few were hundred-year soul beasts. They stared greedily at Chen Feng and the others.

For a time, all kinds of roars echoed through the forest.

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 soul beasts that had appeared. They were almost all just over a thousand years old. Their cultivation was not high, and neither was their attack power. None were soul beasts Chen Feng needed.

Chen Feng stepped forward and said, "Let me handle it!"

The three women nodded.

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

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

The petals danced through the air. One by one, they scattered and transformed into countless longswords, instantly shooting toward the soul beasts.

In an instant, miserable cries rang out one after another as blood splattered everywhere.

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

Countless soul beasts fled in terror, escaping toward the rear.

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

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

A rustling sound suddenly came from among the trees.

Chen Feng said, "Looks like the smell of blood has attracted something big!"

Rumble—

Suddenly, the ground trembled and the trees shook. A dense, vicious aura swept toward them, sending chills down their spines.

An incomparably massive giant snake suddenly burst out from the thicket.

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