In the lush Primeval Forest, Bai He carefully hid behind a thick, towering ancient tree. Not far ahead, someone stood quietly.
He was a young man with the typical appearance of a Westerner: blond hair, blue eyes, a dark-blue robe patterned with white designs, and a longsword hanging at his waist. He stood there without shifting his gaze, as if keeping watch.
Bai He remembered that, in the original story, quite a few young Western experts had come to Dragon Island. But this guy seemed to be only at the first or second level of the Mortal Shedding Realm. No matter how he looked at him, he did not seem like a supporting character. So, unless something unexpected happened, he was probably just cannon fodder!
What should he do next?
Looking at the young man who seemed to be a servant blocking his path, Bai He could not help frowning as he began considering how to deal with the situation.
He had two choices. First, he could turn back for a while and take a detour around this place. Second, he could sneak forward, deal with this guy, and then leave.
The first option was undoubtedly the safest, but Bai He did not really want to do that.
Maybe he had gotten too full of himself...
Still, no matter what, he felt that he could at least be considered an expert now. Slipping away with his tail between his legs might be called putting the bigger picture first, but deep down, he really was somewhat unwilling to accept it!
Besides, Bai He had another concern. He could take a detour now, sure, but who could guarantee that he would not run into someone else later? That was impossible to say.
Ever since arriving in the Realm of Longevity, Bai He had been wearing the same clothes.
From escaping the battle between the ancient Tyrannosaurus and the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, to luring Liu Yue and the others into attacking the Beast King's territory in the forest, then jumping into the sea to survive, and finally refining the Dragon Crystal and undergoing another transformation...
His clothes had practically become beggar rags. They were covered in all kinds of holes. There were holes in his back, arms, and thighs, punched through by the bone spurs that emerged after dragonification. There was even a large hole around his butt, where the dragon tail had burst out after the Hidden Dragon Transformation. And there were holes near his shoulders too...
If anyone saw him in his current state, Bai He could practically see his future already:
Some fairy maiden: "Wow! Look, look! That silver-haired youth... isn't he that XX who's recently swept through countless geniuses on Dragon Island? He's so handsome!"
Some unscrupulous passerby: "Mm... he really is strong! And handsome! But... I've seen him naked!"
Some fairy maiden: "???" (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻
The whole vibe would instantly change, okay?!
To prevent all those imagined scenarios from becoming reality, Bai He felt that he needed to get himself a new set of clothes as soon as possible.
Hmm... this brother's clothes looked pretty good. They should make an excellent choice!
When picking persimmons, pick the soft ones!
If he did not deal with this brother in front of him, was he supposed to deal with formidable experts like Monk Yi Zhen, the God-Given Spellcaster Land, or the Dugu Sword Demon behind him? He would have to be full and bored out of his mind!
Having decided what to do, Bai He silently circulated the Heavenly Tablet Mystic Skill, suppressing his life fluctuations and concealing his aura as he carefully approached the Western servant in the distance.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
He was getting closer and closer.
Bai He slowly circled around behind the blond, blue-eyed Western servant. Just as he was about to knock the guy unconscious, a sharp crack sounded beneath his foot.
He had stepped on a branch!
"Who goes there?!"
The Western servant instinctively shouted and swiftly turned toward the source of the sound behind him.
Bai He knew he had been discovered, so he stopped hiding. He directly released the suppression of the Heavenly Tablet Mystic Skill, activated the dragon essence within his body, and instantly became an afterimage behind the servant before knocking him out.
With a thud, the servant fell to the ground. Bai He finally let out a breath of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Although he had knocked the servant out in time, the servant's shout had already carried out before he fell. Someone might already be rushing over from behind, so Bai He had to hurry.
As he thought this, Bai He swiftly stripped the servant's clothes off him. Of course, only the outer garments! He had not sunk so low as to leave the poor guy without even his underwear.
Faster! Faster!
Bai He was quite anxious. He kept looking back while directly tearing off the nearly shredded clothes on his body and throwing them to the ground, then changing into the new ones.
Just as Bai He hurriedly changed clothes, the forest behind him suddenly filled with the rustling sound of branches shaking.
Two figures rapidly leaped across the crowns of the towering ancient trees and gradually appeared before Bai He.
One was male, and the other female.
The man was a young man in his twenties. He possessed a head of dazzling golden hair like blazing gold flames, and his features were flawlessly handsome, as though carved from precious jade.
His entire body exuded an air of nobility. Even if he stood amid an endless sea of people, he would quickly draw attention, as dazzling as a golden sun.
The woman wore a purple dress. Her figure was graceful and enchanting, like Heaven's most perfect creation. If she stood among flowers, even a hundred blooms would pale in comparison.
Set off by her flowing purple robes, her snowy skin appeared even more delicate and alluring. Her long black hair draped naturally over her shoulders. Beneath her long lashes, her eyes brimmed with spirit. Her nose was elegant and high, her red lips moist, her teeth like jade, and her peerless beauty seemed veiled by a faint mist. Her bearing was dreamlike and ethereal!
As Bai He watched the two draw closer, his heart suddenly sank.
He already had a vague guess as to their identities.
The man should be Land, the young powerhouse of the Western Clan from the original story and a genius God-Given Spellcaster. His appearance was nearly as handsome as Bai He's own now, making him far too easy to recognize.
As for this woman, dressed in purple with peerless beauty and dreamlike, ethereal bearing, she must be Yan Qingcheng, the genius goddess of the Undying Saint Gate from the original story!
In the original story, the two had formed an alliance. They must have already known one another, and the reason they had appeared here was probably to discuss matters concerning that alliance.
Yan Qingcheng and Land walked side by side, drifting down from a towering ancient tree not far behind Bai He.
Seeing Bai He, who had stripped the Western servant down to nothing but his underclothes, the two exchanged a glance. Then their brows rose slightly, and a trace of something strange flashed through their eyes.
Seeing the odd looks in their eyes, Bai He's hands paused slightly. Then he suddenly gave an embarrassed smile and quickly put the shirt he had taken off back on.
The three simply stared at one another. The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward, suffocating, and intensely tense.
Bai He looked at the Western servant before him, whom he had nearly stripped into a "plucked chicken," and the corners of his mouth twitched. Then, in a somewhat embarrassed tone, he said to Yan Qingcheng and Land,
"Uh... if I said things really weren't what you think, would you believe me?"
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