Panlong: Taotie bloodline, unlimited power growth!

Forbidden City.

The best restaurant in the city, Liuyun Pavilion.

Raven booked a private room by the window.

The table was laden with exquisite dishes.

Avril ate heartily while chattering about the interesting things that happened at the academy.

Which professor is bald and lectures in a particularly fierce manner...?

Which senior student burned off their eyebrows during an experiment...?

Raven listened quietly, occasionally putting a piece of food on his sister's plate.

This simple warmth allowed his constantly tense heart to relax a little.

"elder brother!"

Where are you going this time?

After Avril finished eating and drinking, she held up her juice and asked...

"Go take a look around and broaden your horizons."

Raven said it casually.

He didn't want his sister to worry.

Places like the Monster Mountains are places where you're almost guaranteed to die.

Telling this girl will only frighten her and won't do any good.

"Tch, so mysterious."

"By the way, bro, I'm a level four mage now!"

"I'm awesome, aren't I!"

Avril pouted, then perked up again.

As she spoke, she pointed with her finger.

A ball of clear water condenses at your fingertips, transforming into various shapes.

The control is indeed quite good.

A thirteen-year-old level four mage!

This talent is quite remarkable even within the entire Yulan Empire.

"sharp."

"However, we must not be arrogant. The path of magic is long, and level four is just the beginning."

Raven smiled and nodded.

"Okay!"

"Just as long-winded as Dad."

Avril stuck out her tongue.

Night was falling.

The Forbidden City outside the window was brightly lit.

Raven pulled a spatial ring from his pocket and pushed it in front of Avril.

This is what he sorted out on the way.

"What is this?"

Avril picked it up curiously.

"The pocket money my father gave me."

"And Mother, I asked you to bring some scrolls."

"In addition, I put something in myself as well."

Raven said with a smile.

Actually, the majority of the loot inside was Raven's own spoils.

Although I have been practicing at home all these years.

But he would occasionally sneak into the forest near Liuyun City.

The magic cores of those low-level magical beasts, if accumulated, can amount to a considerable fortune.

more importantly.

He also put in the level eight earth-type defense scroll that his mother had given him.

"I have money, I don't need it..."

"Take it."

"How can you get by outside without money?"

"Buy whatever you want, don't deprive yourself."

"And that defensive scroll, keep it close to your body."

"If you encounter danger, just tear it open without hesitation."

Raven's tone left no room for argument.

Looking at Raven's serious expression.

Avril felt a warm glow inside.

Although my brother doesn't talk much and seems cold.

But it's really good for me.

"Okay, bro."

"And what about you? It's not easy for you out there either..."

Avril obediently put the ring away.

"I don't need those external things."

Raven picked up his glass, took a sip, and a hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

He is a soldier.

The sword in your hand is the best defense.

and.

Only by putting yourself in a life-or-death situation can you unleash your body's greatest potential.

Carrying those life-saving items and having a way out in your mind will dull your knife.

This contradicts his path of spiritual practice.

The brother and sister chatted for a long time.

Until the moon reaches the zenith.

Lei Wencai reluctantly escorted Avril back to her college dormitory.

Standing downstairs in the girls' dormitory building.

Watching that petite figure, turning back every few steps, disappear behind the door.

Raven's smile gradually faded.

A night breeze blew by.

It had a slightly chilly feel to it.

He turned and looked north.

That's the direction of the Monster Mountain Range.

In his dark eyes, it seemed as if tiny flames were burning.

The heartwarming moment has come to an end.

Next.

It's time to hunt.

……

The next morning.

It was still dark.

Raven was already standing at the north gate of the Forbidden City, leading the black-scaled horse.

He did not go to say goodbye to Avril.

Parting is always sad.

He wasn't used to those sentimental, overly sentimental situations.

Now that they were certain that their younger sister was doing well and had the ability to protect herself, they realized that...

Then he could leave without any worries.

We exited through the north gate.

The scenery gradually became desolate.

The further north you go, the stronger the smell of blood becomes in the air.

The pedestrians on the street have changed too.

They were no longer well-dressed businessmen and students.

Instead, they were mercenaries and adventurers carrying swords and carrying fierce eyes.

Each person carries the aura of someone who has been walking on the edge of life and death for many years.

Raven rode his horse at a leisurely pace.

He did not deliberately exude an aura.

He looked like a naive young nobleman who had just entered the world of aristocracy and was running around having fun without knowing the immensity of the world.

This is also a form of disguise.

Hunters often appear as prey.

"Hey kid!"

"You dare to wander around alone?"

"A noble young master like you should go home and drink your milk!"

roadside.

A group of mercenaries who were resting saw Raven and burst into laughter.

One of the bald, burly men even whistled a flippant whistle, his eyes greedily sweeping over Raven's black-scaled horse.

Good horse.

It's worth at least several hundred gold coins.

If we manage to pull off this heist...

The bald, burly man gave his companion a wink.

The group understood each other and slowly stood up, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the middle of the road.

Raven reined in his horse.

Looking at these reckless fools.

A slight upturn at the corners of his mouth formed a cruel curve.

Just when I was about to go to sleep, someone brought me a pillow.

Just right.

We'll use you as a sacrifice for our flag.

"Get out of the way."

Raven said calmly.

"Oh ho, you've got quite a temper."

"Kid, leave your money and horse here, or I'll..."

The bald, burly man grinned maliciously as he drew his large knife from his waist.

Before he could finish speaking...

A dark shadow flashed by.

fast.

too fast.

The bald, burly man was so close that he couldn't even see what was happening.

I just felt a chill on my neck.

Followed by.

His gaze began to swirl, finally landing on a headless corpse slowly collapsing, gushing blood.

That was...me?

This was the bald man's last thought.

"Thump."

Heads fell to the ground.

The remaining mercenaries' sinister smiles froze.

Looking at the boy who was still sitting on his horse, and who hadn't even fully drawn his sword.

Fear overwhelmed them like a tidal wave.

"A level 7... level 7 warrior?"

Someone screamed in terror.

Although we didn't see Raven unleash his fighting spirit.

But that kind of instantaneous burst of speed and power is definitely not something a low-level warrior can achieve.

We've hit a brick wall!

"run!"

I don't know who shouted.

The remaining few wished they had two more legs, and scrambled and crawled towards the woods on either side.

Raven did not give chase.

They're just a few ants; not worth wasting time on.

He didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground.

He simply touched the birthmark on the back of his hand.

Although it was his first time killing someone.

Surprisingly, Raven showed no signs of discomfort.

The birthmark on the back of his hand evoked a sense of longing.

"Don't rush."

"Once we reach the Monster Forest, your wish will be fulfilled!"

Raven murmured softly.

Clamp your legs together.

The black-scaled horse stepped over the corpse and continued its journey toward the mountain range, a place brimming with both death and opportunity.