22 - A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Return Home to the Rampaging Dragon Girl Home 》Rampaging Dragon Girl Info Page 》Latest Chapters of Rampaging Dragon Girl 》 Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Previous Chapter Bookmark Library Management Return to Table of Contents Next Chapter He Yi Man pulled out a red flute and blew a low, resonant note. The spiritual energy instantly pushed her far away. Seeing this, Fire Qilin was taken aback and thought to itself, "Why are there a few little imps here?" However, the little imp in front of it seemed different from the others, able to manipulate spiritual energy using sound. It had never seen anything like this before and became excited, its four limbs moving as if carried by the wind, sprinting rapidly towards her. Li Zhen Shang and his daughter, who were dumbfounded by the scene, turned pale. They were terrified of this bizarre-looking beast that could repel people with just a roar. Fire Qilin brushed past the father and daughter, exhaling a wave of scorching heat that seemed to ignite the surrounding air. Ignoring them, it chased after He Yi Man. He Yi Man frowned as she flew, aware that the beast was relentlessly pursuing her. The flute music became more intense. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed summoned, vibrating like boiling water in the air. Fire Qilin stumbled and almost twisted its hoof, its ears nearly bursting from the sudden, potent sound. It cursed, "What kind of trickery is this? Almost made me trip." Then it stomped the ground with its front hooves. He Yi Man felt the world shake as the spiritual energy she controlled was suddenly siphoned away, causing her to plummet from the sky. Seeing her fall, Fire Qilin snorted yellow sulfur rings from its nostrils. "Hmph, I'll take you back as food for my new disciple. How dare you embarrass me." Caught off guard, He Yi Man hit the ground hard, causing her to break three ribs and faint from the pain. Regretting her rashness, she wondered why no one had warned her about such a formidable beast in this area. Fire Qilin picked her up with its mouth, disdainfully kicking the red flute aside before stopping in front of Li Zhen Shang and his daughter. It considered whether to take them along too. The father and daughter quaked in fear at the sight of the beast, especially its intimidating form. "You two, follow me." Realizing they had no chance against a beast that even the woman couldn't defeat, Li Zhen Shang knew resistance was futile. Fire Qilin, not one to offer rides, made them follow on foot. Supporting each other, Li Zhen Shang and Li Xiao Yan followed. Bai Fan slept deeply in a dark cave, unaware of night and day. Taking her true form was the most comfortable position for sleeping. "Clop, clop, clop, clop." The sound of hooves waking her, Bai Fan thought there was an earthquake. Raising her snake head, she glanced towards the cave entrance, grumbling about her noisy master who had yet to teach her any skills. Four large torches came running in, with Fire Qilin carrying a person in its mouth. The green clothing seemed familiar to Bai Fan. Slowing down, Fire Qilin tossed He Yi Man aside, shook its mane coolly, and stood grandly in front of Bai Fan. "Here's some food for you. There're two more outside. Eat up, then I'll take you somewhere." It then walked away with a noble air, leaving Bai Fan bewildered. Did it really expect her to eat a person? "Where are we going?" Fire Qilin's strange behavior puzzled Bai Fan, who had no idea where it intended to take her. Observing the unconscious person, Bai Fan used her tail to flip her over, nearly jumping in shock upon recognizing He Yi Man from the canyon, now without her red flute. Sniffing her, Bai Fan thought she smelled good but hesitated at the thought of eating a beautiful person, despite her hunger. "Maybe I should close my eyes and just think of it as meat." As she comforted herself and opened her mouth wide, a moaning sound stopped her. He Yi Man slowly opened her eyes, only to see a giant snake's mouth above her, saliva dripping ominously. Her previously bright eyes turned icy cold, and she reached for her waist, only to find it empty. Her red flute had been kicked away by Fire Qilin while she was unconscious, leaving her defenseless. "Ah, you're awake." Bai Fan, instinctively scared by He Yi Man's murderous glare, mumbled a greeting and backed away to a safe distance, cursing Fire Qilin for bringing a person to her. Struggling to her feet with three broken ribs, He Yi Man found it hard to breathe. "Where's my red flute?" Bai Fan had no idea. Shaking her head, she glanced at the woman's waist where the flute should have been. Realizing it was missing, He Yi Man looked around but did not see her flute. Noting the different species—she had last seen a red beast, now there was a white snake—she decided to escape the dark cave. Mistaking the surprised Bai Fan for a fool, He Yi Man kicked her in the eye. Vulnerable there, Bai Fan writhed in pain, clutching her eye with her tail. Oh god! It hurts so much! Dashing for the exit, He Yi Man winced at her broken ribs but managed to make it out, colliding with Li Zhen Shang and his daughter, who were stunned to see her. Supporting each other, the father and daughter's wounds slowly healing, they watched her without understanding what had just happened. He Yi Man glanced at them, then hurried past, determined to find her senior sisters. As Bai Fan rolled in pain, tears streaming, she cursed her bad luck at being kicked by an ordinary human, thinking she might go blind. The father and daughter outside hesitated to enter, fearing they might be shredded by a raging beast. Fire Qilin arrived and saw Bai Fan's state. "What are you doing?" Bai Fan, teary-eyed, replied, "I got kicked in the eye." "What! You let a human hurt you? How useless. You're a disgrace." Fire Qilin forgot its earlier bout with He Yi Man where it almost tripped and quickly dismissed the memory. "Come on, let's go." Fire Qilin led Bai Fan deeper into the cave, which seemed endless. The tunnel widened until Bai Fan felt she had entered something else, a fleeting sensation. "Where are we going?" "The altar." The spacious area grew brighter, light pouring from the top, revealing they were inside a volcano. "Is this still the Wanfeng Platform?" Bai Fan stared blankly at the top of the cave entrance. She remembered that when she arrived, there was no mountain pass, just a canyon. Could it be that her cheap master was indeed a divine beast, truly capable of opening up spaces? Seeing Bai Fan still in a daze, Fire Qilin turned and barked. "Keep up, what are you staring at?" "Oh." She hurriedly followed. They reached a stone door adorned with many intricate carvings, surprisingly similar to the golden bracelets on Bai Fan's limbs, which left her feeling as if she'd seen a ghost. Fire Qilin stood at the door, opened its mouth, and spat out a lustrous white pearl that radiated a multicolored glow—it was stunning. There was a hole in the stone door, perfectly matching the size of the pearl. Once the pearl flew in, the door was triggered and began to tremble. Dust that had accumulated for who knows how many years fell like snow as the door slowly opened, releasing an ancient and heavy atmosphere as if it had been sealed for tens of thousands of years. As they entered, Bai Fan looked up to see numerous statues, not of humans but of four mythical beasts. The most recognizable one was the dragon since she had once seen a flood dragon and remembered it vividly. Next, she recognized a statue that resembled her cheap master, Fire Qilin. The other two were a phoenix and a black tortoise, representing the four divine beasts. They stood in a formation, with a tall altar at the center. "What did you bring me here for?" Bai Fan asked. Fire Qilin’s eyes looked longingly at the altar, as if enchanted, muttering, "This is the resting place for my clan after death." "Doesn't everyone go to the Yellow Springs after they die?" Fire Qilin glanced at Bai Fan and replied, "That's where the souls of mortals go. Our clan's souls are too powerful for a place like the Yellow Springs to contain us." Bai Fan listened, indifferent. She didn't care about the Yellow Springs—it was just something she had made up. If it weren't for her rebirth in this life, she wouldn't even believe in an afterlife. Previous Chapter Catalogue Next Chapter Featured Novels on Home Computer Version Bookshelf