Sunset Forest
Flanders transformed into a four-eyed cat owl and carried the old man on his back, heading straight toward the cliff of the three-headed dragon. He was the only one among the three who could fly.
Therefore, after the old man rushed out, Flanders made a quick decision and left Liu Erlong behind to protect the students from both academies. He used the true form of his martial soul to pursue them.
However, it hadn't even been seven days since Flanders last used the true form of his martial soul, so he was still in a weakened state.
In this condition, even if he flapped his wings with all his might, not to mention catching up with the three-headed dragon, even Feng Xiaotian would leave him far behind.
Fortunately, the four-eyed cat owl had night vision, and he could still see the three-headed dragon in the distance, landing on the cliff ahead.
"Thank you, brother."
The old man sitting on the four-eyed cat owl sighed.
How could he not notice that Flanders was still in a weakened state? A soul saint like that was undoubtedly cannon fodder in front of a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast.
In this situation, they still came to help me—what a tremendous act of kindness.
But why would there be a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast here?
There were only a few of them in the largest forest on the continent, the Star Dou Forest—let alone in the Sunset Forest.
Old Huo couldn't understand it. He had only brought his son, daughter, and two students to hunt for soul rings—why was he so unlucky?
"Brother, I've seen the soul beast's nest."
"When we get there, we must not confront the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast head-on. Otherwise, with our strength, we'll be soul beast dung by tomorrow."
Flanders sternly warned Old Huo, afraid that this hot-tempered elder would provoke the three-headed dragon as soon as they met.
Generally speaking, soul beasts of that age were fully awakened and beyond reason.
But all they could do now was pray the two kids wouldn't be used as food!
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On the cliff.
Huo Wu carefully walked to Feng Xiaotian's side.
"Sister Huo Wu, let's climb down from here."
After hearing Feng Xiaotian's words, Huo Wu didn't ask any further. She simply nodded, biting her lip.
So, the two of them slowly descended the cliff.
Because they were afraid of alarming the soul beast, neither dared to use their soul power.
Feng Xiaotian was a semi-offensive soul master, so climbing a cliff was nothing to him.
But Huo Wu was a control-type soul master, and her martial soul wasn't a beast-type that enhanced physical fitness. After less than half an hour of climbing, she was already panting and soaked in sweat.
"Sister Huo Wu, wait a moment. There's a cave below, and the soul beast inside was already cleared by me."
"As long as we can reach the cave, we can hide."
Seeing that Huo Wu was reaching her limit, Feng Xiaotian quickly reassured her.
"Alright."
Huo Wu gritted her teeth and nodded.
Ao——
Suddenly, three distinct dragon roars boomed like thunder.
The entire mountain shook slightly in an instant.
The overwhelming dragon might surged. Feng Xiaotian's hands trembled, and he nearly fell off the cliff.
Seeing this, Huo Wu quickly grabbed his hand and said bitterly,
"That beast found me and ran."
"Feng Xiaotian, go alone—don't worry about me."
Feng Xiaotian shook his head, trying to take a deep breath and force his dragon-fear-stricken body to calm down.
The angry dragon roars continued, accompanied by the sound of massive objects crashing into the ground. The whole mountain shook even more violently.
No doubt, it was the three-headed dragon rampaging in fury and destroying everything around.
Feng Xiaotian made a quick decision. Whether or not Huo Wu agreed, he picked her up in his arms and jumped off the cliff.
Huo Wu was about to scream, but Feng Xiaotian quickly covered her mouth.
The wind howled violently around them as they plummeted, falling faster and faster.
Above the cliff, the three-headed dragon's roars continued—it seemed it hadn't noticed them.
Panicking, Huo Wu began sobbing, pursing her lips and clinging tightly to Feng Xiaotian.
This near-death experience broke down even the strongest girl.
After two or three breaths, Feng Xiaotian suddenly released one hand and grabbed a protruding rock on the cliff.
With the sound of crumbling stone, their fall gradually slowed.
Finally, they stopped just above the cave Feng Xiaotian had mentioned.
Hearing another roar from above, Feng Xiaotian ignored the blood flowing from his arm, quickly hugged Huo Wu, and leapt into the cave.
As soon as they landed, the sound of rushing wind grew louder.
Feng Xiaotian quickly pressed Huo Wu's body down and lay flat on the ground.
A massive figure flew past the cave entrance, failed to spot them, and immediately flew downward.
Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.
After calming down, Huo Wu saw the large gashes on Feng Xiaotian's body, and tears began to fall like broken pearls.
She took out bandages and healing potions from her soul guide, wiped her tears, and carefully wrapped Feng Xiaotian's wounds.
Feng Xiaotian had never seen Huo Wu so gentle before. For a moment, he was dazed.
Overcome with emotion, he even forgot the pain in his body and the unresolved soul beast crisis.
Just as he was about to embrace Huo Wu, the roar of Old Man Huo and a powerful explosion erupted from the base of the mountain.
"That's my father! He's fighting the soul beast again!"
Huo Wu exclaimed, leaving Feng Xiaotian behind and rushing toward the exit. Feng Xiaotian hurriedly reached out to stop her.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to cause more trouble for Dean Huo and the others?"
Hearing that, Huo Wu stopped. After a brief daze, she sat down, hugged her knees, and began sobbing softly.
Not long after, the commotion below subsided. Just as the two were worrying, a cold voice suddenly echoed across the heavens and earth.
"Vile beast, how dare you harm these people."
Hearing this voice, both Huo Wu and Feng Xiaotian felt a stabbing pain throughout their bodies.
They looked outside.
They saw an old man with white hair and a white beard floating in the air, wielding an ancient giant sword about two meters long and half a foot wide.
The three-headed dragon roared and fought the old man.
Old Man Huo and Flanders also took the opportunity to escape the battlefield.
"Titled Douluo!"
Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu exclaimed in unison.
They didn't know which Titled Douluo it was, but he was able to rival—no, even overpower—a terrifying hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
The battle lasted the entire night.
The forest near the cliff was left in ruins, with deep, scorched craters and giant sword marks everywhere.
At dawn, the three-headed dragon was finally defeated and chased away by the white-clothed old man.
After witnessing the Titled Douluo's battle all night, Huo Wu didn't feel the slightest fatigue. Her eyes sparkled brightly as she couldn't help but say,
"How amazing it would be if my man were as strong as them."
Feng Xiaotian looked at Huo Wu, who seemed like a fangirl, and confidently said,
"I'll definitely become a Titled Douluo in the future. I've even thought of my title: Swift Wind Douluo!"
"In the future, I want my enemies to feel like they're facing a raging wind the moment they see me!"
Huo Wu gave him a glance and, instead of hitting him like usual, said shyly,
"Thank you so much for last night."
Yu Xiaowei, standing in the distance, looked at the rapidly warming relationship between Huo Wu and Feng Xiaotian and showed a satisfied smile.
Then he bowed to Dugu Bo and Chen Xin beside him and said with a smile,
"Senior Dugu, Grandpa Jian—it's done!"