Natal Dharma Artifact

Natal Dharma Artifact

"Hm? That sound..." Lin Yu immediately recognized it. It was the Red-Striped Tiger he had seen that day, a First-Rank Magic Beast. It had likely caught the deathly aura emanating from the python and rushed over.

Even a second-rank Magic Beast's corpse was a stroke of fortune for these Magic Beasts. Refining the flesh and blood within would only increase their cultivation. And these past three days...

Fear tinged Ding Meng's expression when she heard the sound. The battle from three days ago still echoed in her mind, and now it was even worse.

Seeing this, Lin Yu comforted her. "What's the big deal? It's just a little cat. How could it scare you into this state?" Jin Yu's words drew a trace of disdain from Ding Meng. What did he mean, little cat? He had killed one python and already forgotten who he was.

With a flick of his hand, he stored the corpse in his storage ring. He glanced into the distance again and thought, I spared your life out of cowardice that day. I never expected you to dare provoke me again today. Killing intent surfaced on Lin Yu's face, something forged through these battles.

The Red-Striped Tiger sensed that its opponent had discovered it. With a tiger's leap, it pounced out. Narrowing his eyes, Lin Yu called, "Big cat, when I first came here, I spared you. Back then, you seemed to be fighting a Fangtooth Boar. So what happened? Was the Fangtooth Boar killed, or did it run away? Oh, I've said too much. If it died, you should be refining it right now. What a pity..."

A pity for what? A Magic Beast's cultivation was not easy, yet now it was about to be buried here again. Lin Yu reached back and grabbed the iron sword.

The sword tip pointed at the tiger's head. Tilting his head toward Ding Meng, he said, "Hide to the side." It had been like this three days ago, and it was still the same now. Lin Yu did not want to drag her into it.

"Oh..." Surprisingly, Ding Meng listened to him this time. She immediately ran aside and hid. The Red-Striped Tiger opened its bloody maw and lunged at him. Jin Yu gripped his sword in both hands and braced it against those bloodstained jaws.

"Shatter!" In an instant, one of the Red-Striped Tiger's fangs fell from its mouth. It slowly backed away, its fear of Lin Yu deepening as it tried to flee. Lin Yu saw through its little scheme in an instant and hurled his sword.

Who would have thought that the Red-Striped Tiger would dodge the sword and dart in from the side, biting down on Lin Yu's arm? Lin Yu sucked in a sharp breath as he instantly felt a trace of fire poison within the wound.

"I'll kill you." In that instant, Lin Yu sensed a powerful aura. That surge of blood qi directly dispelled the fire poison in his body. Lin Yu froze, for this blood qi was exactly the same as the one from his dream.

At that moment, a Blood Command flew out, shooting across and striking the Red-Striped Tiger. With a single blow, it slew the beast, while the Blood Command seemed to devour the essence blood in its body.

Lin Yu had already fainted by then, knowing nothing of what happened afterward. Even Ding Meng, who had been watching from the side, was affected by the blood qi and fell unconscious as well.

That had not been a dream. Lin Yu realized this in an instant. But what exactly were those things? Did Natal Spirit Artifact truly exist? Why had he never heard of it? Could it not belong to this world?

Lin Yu still had countless doubts unresolved. They were like layers upon layers of mist, shrouding his heart, and he did not know where to begin unraveling them.

When he awoke, it was already evening. Ding Meng was beside him. Lin Yu touched his arm, but there was not the slightest wound on it. He still could not figure out how the Red-Striped Tiger had died.

It was as though part of his memory had been erased. What was that thing that had appeared at the end? He had only seen a wound on the Red-Striped Tiger's body—a sword wound. Helplessly, he could only assume that it had been stabbed to death.

"I'm hungry." Ding Meng spoke pitifully from the side, rubbing her stomach. She could not finish that python, but this Red-Striped Tiger was another matter.

"Here, our prey. Once we start a fire, we'll skin it and make roasted tiger." Ding Meng quickly nodded when she heard that. This was good stuff! If they did not eat it now, they might never get another chance. They were also getting closer and closer to the Ancient City.

"How do we roast it? I'll help too." Ding Meng blinked as she watched Lin Yu busy himself nearby. She felt a little embarrassed about waiting on an empty stomach for food.

"Then tell me, what can you do?" In Lin Yu's eyes, Ding Meng was a child of a wealthy family, someone who stretched out her hands for clothes and opened her mouth for food. Her Lineage was about the same as his, but he was not welcomed by his own Lineage.

"Well, it seems... I can't do anything." Hearing this, Lin Yu smiled again, waved his hand, and walked back. "All right, just sit there and wait to eat."

Back on the mountain, he had often cooked for Poison Slayer. His master had even taught him quite a bit of culinary skill. He was an all-around teacher.

"You... you seem to look down on me." Ding Meng was always sensitive, and she voiced it at once. Lin Yu did not react at all, merely saying, "Whatever you think, that's what it is."

"Hmph. Tell me where your home is. If I get the chance, I'll definitely find you. Then I'll show off my cooking and make you regret today."

Lin Yu laughed again when he heard that, thinking, The Ancient City is not a place you can go wherever you please. Is there any point in telling you? He then shook his head again.

After wolfing down the tiger meat, they soon fell asleep. Lin Yu had cared for Ding Meng for three days, and she was tired as well. She was a well-bred young lady; if not for her curiosity about the outside world, why would she have secretly run away and encountered so many things? The only thing that seemed to comfort her was meeting Lin Yu, but now she was truly exhausted.

The next morning, after washing up, Lin Yu said, "In one more day, we'll reach the Ancient City. I think it's time for us to part ways."

Hearing this, Ding Meng's heart jolted again. Biting her lip with pearly teeth, she said, "Couldn't... couldn't you stay with me for just half a day longer?"

Lin Yu shook his head at her words. Even half a day might be enough for them to catch up. One day was safer—at the very least, he could shake off this girl. That Lineage was not something he could imagine entering.

To Lin Yu, these matters were like passing clouds. But in Ding Meng's heart, he had already left a deep imprint. She could not let go... could not let go...

(To be continued...)