Author's point of view... The weaker one perishes and the stronger one prevails. It is the common rule in the world of cultivation. According to the ancient books that Chuchu's grandma had made her learn, the tree demon clan is the weakest in the entire universe. Though it is generally common to use a stronger identity before strangers, it was not a good idea in this mysterious land and so Chuchu asked Aryan to use the weakest clan's name. The people that entered the cottage were all mysterious, both Aryan and Chuchu had a bad feeling about them. Especially the older one, he had been stealing glances at Aryan every now and then. As the middle-aged man looked at Aryan and his composure, he recalled the news that had been circulating about the Beast Race, and his face paled. These men were here for a mission. They had first believed that they could cautiously creep into the location they intended to go to avoid the possibility of encountering these dangerous beasts. After s
Author's point of view... The loud scream from outside didn't go unnoticed and even Chuchu and Peterson were jolted. However, Aryan stayed calm. "Did something happen?" Chuchu looked concerned about the weak woman just now. Those men were like the predators after all. Aryan slowly raised his head and looked at the door as if he didn't even care about the commotion outside. Heaving a sigh, he said in a low voice, "The game has begun..." Webber was startled and rushed over to open the door. Mary came running with her hair scattered and her dress all wet and stained. "Mary, what's going on? Where are they?" Mary's face was full of fear as she screamed and rushed towards Webber. But just as she was about to reach the wooden house, she fell to the ground with a thump. Webber didn't see his brothers. He had a bad feeling about this. He rushed forward and grabbed Mary's wrist, pulling her up from the ground. "Mary, where are my brothers?" he restlessly asked again. Ma
Author's point of view... When Chuchu and Peterson absorbed the life essence of the huge fifth-level beast race, a strong light engulfed their bodies and they were instantly transformed into their human forms. Aryan smiled. "Now I feel I have companions," he said happily. The man inside the cottage was shivering, so shocked to even blink his eyes. His mind was too numb to understand what he had just seen. Aryan turned around to see if the demon behind him was alive or dead and found Alibo gaping at him like a living corpse. "Agh...! He looks as if he was about to die" Aryan scoffed and gestured his friends to leave. "Let's just leave him alone" he said walking away. Alibo instantly smacked himself out of the daze and followed Aryan. "Young Hero please wait..." Aryan paused in his tracks and turned around. "Do you want to fight too?" Aryan asked playfully. He was fully aware that Alibo was so scared that he was about to pee on his pants. There was no way he would try
Author's point of view... Aryan stood in the middle and those panthers surrounded him. "So you are the human that entered the dragon land..." one of those panther sneered, he looked somewhat different from the others. Perhaps he was the herd leader of those panthers. Aryan felt it weird. Did someone sent them to attack him? It didn't look like a common attack. Aryan didn't pay any attention to the sneer but all his concentration was on the two black marks on the forehead of thier leader. It must be on the sixth level of cultivation. "Master they are really so strong... Be careful..." Alibo's heart was burning with anxiety. At this situation, running away was the best choice for them all, but his new master would never give up. Not in this life. Looking at the lurking danger, he could only stomp his foot. Even if he was injured, he would still rush forward to help his master. But just as he was about to step forward, he was stunned. A blue glow shrouded Aryan's
Author's point of view... The monstrous creature lunged forward with a deafening roar, its claws slashing through the air. Aryan immediately summoned his ancient sword. the monster didn't even let him get prepared and launched an attact. Aryan barely managed to dodge, feeling the rush of wind as the beast's talons narrowly missed him. He steadied himself, gripping his sword tightly, and prepared to strike back. "Stay back!" Aryan shouted to his companions, who had drawn their weapons. "You can't fight it. Just stay away. This beast is mine to handle!" he commanded as he lunged forward. With a fierce determination, Aryan charged at the monster, his blade glinting in the dim light of the cave. The creature met him head-on, and the clash of steel against scales echoed through the cavern. Aryan's strikes were powerful and precise, but the beast was relentless, countering every blow with its own brutal attacks. The battle raged on, and Aryan felt his strength waning. He co
Author's point of view... Everything was coated in a thick layer of black ash as the smoke gradually disappeared. It required many moments to fully perceive through it. Chuchu mindlessly raced toward Aryan. Tears began to well up in her eyes as her heart ached. She cursed a hundred times to herself for not paying attention to his commands earlier. Aryan would never have ended up like this if they had just followed his orders. But they didn't. "It's all my fault..." she cried desperately on her way. When the dust settled, Chuchu found Aryan lying on the ground without any movement. At first, she believed him to be dead, and her heart fell at the sight but upon closer inspection, she noticed that he was sniffing. She gasped, letting out the air, she had been holding in her lungs for a long time. "Aryan...!" she curled her arms across him and hugged him so tightly, "I thought I lost you forever...Aryan" she cried. "It's good that you know..." Aryan mumbled something in
Author's point of view... Leaving his companions behind, Aryan embarked into the cave. He covered himself with a shield of blue flames so that he wouldn't be burning due to the heat. After walking for a few more minutes, Aryan saw the source of that orange light and flesh-melting heat. The lave lake. He could see the bubbles popping up from the boiling lava. "Hoo...!" He exhaled deeply, scanning the area. "How am I going to get through this?" After a moment of scanning every inch, he noticed some black spots in the middle of the lake and upon closer view, he saw a ray of hope. The heat was intense, but Aryan noticed a series of rock formations jutting out of the lava, forming a precarious path that led to the far side of the cavern. Taking a deep breath, Aryan began to leap from one rock to another, feeling the intense heat radiating from the lava below. He was a bit nervous because it was not less than a do-or-die situation. Each jump had to be precise, one mis
Author's point of view... "Here is what you have to do..." The ultimate dragon shuffled the treasures beside it and took out a shimmering red crystal and flung it in the air towards the lava lake. "Get this before it falls into the lava..." it rumbled in a playful tone as if tossing a ball before a pet dog to fetch. Aryan's mouth twitched. What the hell did it think of him? Heaving a sigh, Aryan flicked his fingers, sending his blue flames to get the stone. Just as the blue flames touched the stone, that red crystal dissolved into it and the multicolored mark on his hand dazzled. Aryan was surprised, that the heap of treasures resting beside the dragon were not some casual diamonds or rubies but they were all beast core stones. The dragon glared at him, astonished and puzzled at the same time. Many warriors from different clans had fall for its trick and had lung towards the lava lake to try to complete the silly task given but this young human did not even shifted his b