98 - A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Chapter 98 Following their conversation, the two fell into an awkward silence again. Both kept drinking tea, quickly draining the small pot filled with Enlightenment Leaves. Watching the teapot drip its last drop, He Yiman was the first to break the silence, "That person making a scene in the corridor earlier, do you know him?" Bai Fan shook her head initially but then nodded, finally conceding, "He was the one who bumped into me after leaving the auction. You've seen him before too. It turns out he lives right across from me." He Yiman responded, "It's probably just a coincidence." Bai Fan put down her cup and shook her head, "I thought it was a coincidence too, but then he blocked me at my door, talking about making friends. I started to suspect something was off, especially after he came over today and kept pestering me despite my repeated refusals." "Be careful," He Yiman advised. "Mm," Bai Fan acknowledged. Noticing Bai Fan seemed rather unconcerned, He Yiman added, "Remember to call me if you need help." "Thank you, He Yiman." Bai Fan was pleasantly surprised by He Yiman’s sudden kindness. It felt like their relationship had taken a step forward, and Bai Fan couldn't help but wish this interaction could last longer. He Yiman stood and glanced outside, "It's already dark. I'll head back to my room. Let's see if we can find any news about the wilderness downstairs tomorrow." "Okay." Bai Fan reluctantly got up to follow her. She felt a pang of melancholy as He Yiman left; the time they spent together felt too short. As He Yiman's figure disappeared, Bai Fan reluctantly closed the door. The teacup on the table was still warm. On a strange impulse, she picked up the cup He Yiman had used, touching the spot where He Yiman had drunk from before quickly putting it down, mumbling to herself, "Am I going crazy?" Not wanting these feelings to distract her further, Bai Fan hurriedly cleaned up the table, deliberately leaving the cup He Yiman had used and placing it in her storage bag. Once she had tidied up, Bai Fan lay down to relax and calm her mind. After a while, she whispered, "Only cultivation can make me feel slightly normal again." She sat up cross-legged, taking out a small green gourd from her storage bag. Though it was no bigger than her thumb, it was surprisingly heavy, but within Bai Fan's strength to handle. This small gourd contained the Void Water, known as Jade Marrow Liquid among the demon cultivators, which she had collected in the underground palace. It's said to stabilize intellect. Although Bai Fan hadn't experienced the confusion typical of rebirth, she still felt mentally unsteady sometimes. She had spent far more years as a snake than a human, nearly erasing her former human memories. Recalling her past life now felt like looking at someone else's memories. Bai Fan opened the gourd's cap and peered inside. The liquid was pitch black. She shook it a few times, hearing the sound of liquid sloshing. "Let's take a sip and see." Saying this, Bai Fan took two sips. It tasted somewhat sweet, like mountain spring water, but nothing remarkable. However, after a few more sips, her face turned red, and she felt an itchy sensation all over. Panicked, she quickly put the gourd away. Seeing her condition worsen, Bai Fan feared she might reveal her true form here, which would draw human attention. "I have to hide, but where in the crowded city can I go?" Just as white scales began to appear on Bai Fan's hand, she remembered a gold bracelet that Mingzhu had given her before. She had returned it, but she couldn’t afford to be polite now. Feeling her condition deteriorate, Bai Fan realized seeking He Yiman's help was futile. "No choice, thick-skinned it is." Bai Fan dashed out, about to knock on Mingzhu's door when the same effeminate man appeared out of nowhere, greeting her, "Ah, Miss Bai, where are you rushing to? Didn't expect you to finish practicing so soon." Bai Fan ignored him and knocked on the door. Seeing the scales flash briefly on Bai Fan's exposed arm, Shang Wufang's eyes darkened, and his breath quickened. Mingzhu opened the door, surprised and delighted, "Night River, you’re here for me." "Let's talk inside." "Oh, alright." Once Bai Fan and Mingzhu disappeared inside, Shang Wufang returned to his room, muttering, "Scales... it's true, she's a flood dragon. The information was correct, hahaha." Excited, he covered his face, took a few deep breaths, and then whispered to the jade bird on his shoulder, "You fly and inform them. I'll find a way to lead her out of the city." "Chirp, chirp." "Don't worry, I’ll be fine. A newly-ascended flood dragon is no match for me." With that, the jade bird flew out of Shang Wufang's hand and through the window. Inside Mingzhu's room, Bai Fan quickly locked the door behind her, alarming Mingzhu, who asked, "Night River, what’s happening?" Bai Fan pulled up her sleeve, revealing the white scales starting to cover her arm and neck. "I need to borrow that bracelet. I can't hold back any longer, please let me in." Seeing Bai Fan's reddened eyes, Mingzhu panicked and hurriedly searched for the bracelet on her bed. Bai Fan's pupils were turning gold, struggling to maintain her human form. Unlike the red carp spirit, her transformation was out of control. "Night River." As Mingzhu watched, worried, Bai Fan reached out, gripping her wrist fiercely, "Open the spatial portal, quick!" With a flash of golden light, they found themselves in a barren, desolate place. A blue-clad woman stood there looking dazed. Once in the new space, Bai Fan could no longer maintain her human form. Her body quickly reverted to its original shape, a massive flood dragon dozens of meters long, exuding a fearsome aura. With a growl, she planted her claws into the ground, unleashing a thunderous roar. "Roar!" Her immense tail whipped the ground, raising clouds of dust. The blue-clad woman watched in terror, unable to believe her eyes. That terrifying head, sharp claws, and radiant white scales looked like top-quality jade, emanating an overwhelming pressure. Mumbling to herself, "What is this? Why is my bracelet missing?" Meanwhile, Mingzhu was at a loss, unable to assist as Bai Fan's body grew hotter, her skin reddening like a branding iron. Bai Fan felt something churning inside, her eyes bloodshot, expelling hot breath that scorched the earth around her. "Night River, what's wrong?" "Roar!" With another roar, searing flames burst from Bai Fan's mouth, virtually cooking the entire space. Waves of heat made it hard to breathe. Mingzhu shielded her face with her sleeve, feeling her throat parched from the intense heat. Seeing Bai Fan breathe fire, she realized, this must be dragon breath. The blue-clad woman, unprepared for the heat wave, was blown far away, rolling several times on the ground. Bai Fan's dragon breath spewed for a full half-hour. When she finally stopped, the entire space's sand was glowing red, and the scorching heat had made the air shimmer with distortion. Fortunately, the other two people in the space had their own cultivation to protect them; otherwise, regular humans would have been roasted alive. After releasing the dragon breath, Bai Fan felt the internal temperature of her body gradually subside. Her formerly plump body had slimmed down significantly, and the color of her internal meridians had turned more golden, suggesting she was evolving towards a true dragon. Bai Fan wasn't sure if other flood dragons experienced the same transformation since the black flood dragon's knowledge was limited to the stage before transforming. The black flood dragon had perished before overcoming the tribulation. As her body slimmed down, her once-concentrated demonic aura also faded. If not for a keen observer, Bai Fan now exuded nearly no demonic energy. Mingzhu spoke, "Night River, your demonic form has been washed away. In a few days, your demonic aura might disappear completely." Bai Fan's heart surged with joy upon hearing Mingzhu's words. She knew her demonic aura had diminished, but Mingzhu's assertion that it would completely vanish meant she was shedding her demonic identity. After undergoing her transformation, Bai Fan reverted to her human form, feeling a heightened sensitivity to the world's energies around her. Looking at Mingzhu, Bai Fan's expression was conflicted but eventually resigned, saying, "Thank you." Mingzhu shook her head, "You don't need to thank me. I did it willingly. Whenever Night River needs help, I won't hesitate." As the two spoke, the blue-clad woman struggled to get up from the ground. Covered in sweat from the intense heat, she stared at Bai Fan and Mingzhu, panting, "Who are you? Why are you here? And where is my bracelet?" Chapter Menu Previous Chapter Next Chapter Homepage Desktop Version Bookshelf Popular Novels