Chapter 219: Xiao Wu, Are You This Impatient Even in the Primitive Forest?
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were still immersed in the joy of their improved physical fitness.
The tent door suddenly burst open!
Xiao Wu rushed in like a gust of wind and dove straight into Lin Qingmo's arms.
Before Lin Qingmo could react, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
"Mm?"
Lin Qingmo froze.
Xiao Wu's cheeks were flushed red as she wrapped her arms around his neck, mumbling hazily,
"Ah Qing, want…"
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, standing at the side, had their eyes widened to the limit.
Seeing the scene before them, their faces quickly turned as red as ripe apples.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and embarrassment in each other's eyes.
Then, almost moving in sync, they hurriedly ran out of the tent.
They even pulled the tent door shut behind them.
They had no intention of being a third wheel!
Hearing the door close, Xiao Wu, in his arms, suddenly froze.
She turned her head and saw the two girls running away, instantly dumbfounded.
It's over.
They saw everything.
Her face immediately turned so red it looked like it could drip blood.
Too embarrassed, she buried her head directly into Lin Qingmo's chest, not daring to look up.
The entire tent fell silent.
Only the crackling of the candle flame and Xiao Wu's rapid heartbeat remained.
Lin Qingmo looked down at Xiao Wu, who had curled up in his arms like an ostrich, and couldn't help but feel both amused and helpless.
This girl… even in a primitive forest, she's this impatient?
…
The wind of the Sunset Forest carried the scent of vegetation, sweeping across layers of treetops and casting shifting shadows through the woods.
This was the third day since Lin Qingmo's group had entered the forest.
Dry leaves crunched softly beneath their feet.
Liu Erlong walked at the very front of the group.
Lin Qingmo stayed at the rear, his fingertips occasionally brushing against the grass at his side.
Pale blue soul power flowed from his fingers, forming a subtle resonance with the Blue Silver Grasses spread throughout the forest.
Every movement within a thousand-meter radius was transmitted clearly to his senses through those delicate vines.
"Ah Qing, how much longer do we have to walk?"
Ning Rongrong carried a small storage soul tool bag, hopping along beside him, her cheeks still puffed with half a wild fruit.
"It's already the third day, and we still haven't found a suitable soul beast for Zhuqing."
Lin Qingmo's gaze fell on the girl beside him, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
"No rush. There are plenty of thousand-year soul beasts in the Sunset Forest, but they're cautious and won't show themselves easily."
"If you're bored, you might as well pay attention to the surrounding soul power fluctuations. It's good training for your perception."
"I don't want to."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and ran over to Zhu Zhuqing, linking arms with her.
"With you here, Ah Qing, why would I need to bother? Zhuqing, don't you agree?"
Zhu Zhuqing paused slightly, her gaze sweeping over Lin Qingmo's back ahead of them before she nodded lightly.
Her voice was calm and cool. "He's right. Training your perception won't hurt you."
Ning Rongrong pouted, about to say something else, when suddenly Yu Feng at the rear shouted, "Wait! There's movement!"
Dugu Yan immediately stopped, frowning. "Where? What is it?"
Ye Lingling also halted.
Her Nine Heart Begonia martial soul lit up with a faint pink glow, ready to provide healing at any moment.
Liu Erlong stepped forward and moved to the side of the group, crimson soul power surging around her as her sharp gaze swept the dense forest.
Only Lin Qingmo remained where he was, not even taking a step.
His fingers moved slightly. Through the Blue Silver Grasses spread across the forest, he had already sensed the rapidly approaching shadow.
It was a feline soul beast, agile, with soul power fluctuations at around 3,500 years.
A black shadow darted through the canopy's shade, silently lunging toward the group, targeting Yu Feng.
"It's here."
Lin Qingmo spoke only two words.
The moment his voice fell—
A pitch-black figure suddenly dropped from the treetops.
A sharp, tearing sound split the air as cold, gleaming claws struck straight toward Yu Feng's back.
It was a completely black cat-type soul beast.
Larger than an ordinary wildcat, its fur seemed to merge with the shadows, and its vertical pupils glowed with bloodthirsty red light.
A 3,500-year Black Shadow Cat.
"It's targeting me?!"
Yu Feng's face darkened as he prepared to release his martial soul.
But before he could act, countless pale blue Blue Silver Grass vines burst from the ground, forming a dense net that instantly trapped the Black Shadow Cat midair.
The vines carried faint golden patterns, their toughness astonishing.
"Meow!!!"
The cat let out a shrill scream.
It struggled wildly, its sharp claws tearing at the vines, but couldn't leave even a mark.
In the blink of an eye, it was completely bound and slammed heavily onto the ground, only able to whimper helplessly.
The entire process was unbelievably fast.
From the moment it attacked to being fully restrained, it took no more than a blink.
Yu Feng stood frozen, unable to recover for a long time, with cold sweat already covering his back.
He hadn't even had time to release a soul skill.
Without Lin Qingmo's Blue Silver Grass, he would have been ripped apart by the thousand-year soul beast.
"Th-thank you, Brother Qingmo!"
Yu Feng swallowed hard, still shaken.
Dugu Yan stepped forward, looking at the bound Black Shadow Cat with a cold glint in her eyes.
"It dared to ambush us. Keeping it alive will only bring trouble. Kill it."
She raised her hand, poison condensing at her fingertips as she prepared to strike the beast's head.
"Wait."
Lin Qingmo's voice stopped her.
Dugu Yan paused and turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"It attacked us. Don't tell me you're planning to let it go?"
Green poison still gathered at her fingertips, glowing dangerously.
Lin Qingmo's gaze fell on the Black Shadow Cat.
His finger moved slightly.
The Blue Silver Grass tightened further, completely immobilizing it.
Although this Black Shadow Cat far exceeded the theoretical limit for a third soul ring, its attributes were highly compatible with Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Spirit Cat martial soul.
"This soul beast is useful."
"Useful?"
Dugu Yan withdrew her hand and crossed her arms, curiosity filling her eyes.
Lin Qingmo turned and looked at Zhu Zhuqing.
She was also looking at him, her always-cool feline eyes reflecting his figure.
She seemed to have guessed something, her fingers curling slightly as her heartbeat quickened.
"Zhuqing."
Lin Qingmo looked at her seriously.
"You will absorb the soul ring of this 3,500-year Black Shadow Cat."
The moment those words fell, silence descended.
Even the sound of wind rustling through leaves became unusually clear.
Everyone froze as if they had heard something unbelievable.
The first to react was Yu Feng. He practically jumped up and rushed to Lin Qingmo, his face filled with shock and urgency.
"Brother Qingmo! Are you crazy?!"
"The theoretical limit for a third soul ring is 1,760 years!"
"This Black Shadow Cat is over 3,500 years old! If Zhuqing absorbs it, the violent energy will destroy her meridians, and she'll explode and die!"
His voice trembled, clearly panicked.
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