BXBX NOVEL Chapter 203 Ye Nuan Got In Trouble (1)
[Host takes away May right now from this island, Darco is still alive and it seems he will use Spiritual Energy, so do it fast]
In a flurry of urgency, Ye Kai swiftly maneuvered behind May, his movements a blur of speed and precision. With an unexpected strike, he deftly intercepted her path, his hand gripping her shoulder firmly yet gently. The weight of his touch conveyed a sense of both protection and purpose.
As the tendrils of adrenaline coursed through May's veins, she felt the swift displacement of her body, whisked away from the treacherous battleground with a sudden burst of movement. In that fleeting moment, the world around her blurred into a dizzying whirlwind, and her surroundings transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes.
Ye Kai materialized on an isolated island blanketed by a sprawling expanse of untamed forest. Towering ancient trees reached skyward, their thick trunks and gnarled branches forming a verdant canopy that obscured the moon's rays. The air was alive with the heady scent of moss and damp earth, mingling with the symphony of rustling leaves and the distant chirping of hidden birds.
As Ye Kai stood at the forest's edge, his gaze swept across the vast tapestry of foliage that stretched out before him. The dense undergrowth carpeted the forest floor, obscuring any discernible path that might guide his way through this labyrinthine wilderness. Shafts of moonlight intermittently pierced through the leafy canopy above, casting ephemeral patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor below.
"Where is this island, I made mistake by transporting randomly," Ye Kai sighed and looked around him to only found dense trees.
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[From this point on I will only use character names, not their surname]
Nuan stood in the expansive front yard, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight that illuminated her surroundings. The fabric of her attire, carefully chosen for its fluidity and ease of movement, clung to her lithe form. Her grip tightened around the hilt of her sword, its weight a reassuring presence in her hand.
With deliberate intent, Nuan closed her eyes, immersing herself in a realm of stillness and focus. As she did, a radiant white aura emerged, emanating from her very being, its ethereal tendrils gracefully enveloping her body. The transformation was complete when she opened her eyes, revealing a stunning iridescence of vibrant blue, a reflection of the immense power that coursed within her.
Mesmerized by her own metamorphosis, Nuan marveled at the brilliance of her newly acquired White Whale power. She swung her sword through the air, slicing through the invisible fabric of reality with a resounding crack. The force behind her strikes echoed with untamed strength, evidence of the boundless potential contained within her bloodline.
Lost in the exhilaration of her newfound abilities, Nuan continued to experiment with a flurry of sword techniques she had gleaned from the Martial Books given to her by Kai. Each swing and thrust was a testament to her dedication and relentless pursuit of mastery, the gleaming blade a natural extension of her being.
As time wore on, the toll of her training began to manifest, beads of perspiration forming on her forehead, glistening like dewdrops in the sun. Nuan reached for a nearby towel, using it to dab away the sweat that clung to her brow, momentarily relieving the strain that had built within her muscles.
Seeking respite from her rigorous practice, Nuan eased herself onto a sturdy chair, its polished surface offering a welcome reprieve. She leaned back, her chest rising and falling with the rhythm of her breath. The momentary stillness allowed her to gather her thoughts and reflect on her progress, a sense of satisfaction mingling with the exhaustion that enveloped her.
"Two more hours of sword training, and then I can focus on cultivating my power after dinner," Nuan murmured her voice a gentle whisper that carried on the breeze. She cast her gaze towards the horizon, a wistful smile playing upon her lips. "Tonight, I will let Ming'er have a peaceful night's sleep with Kai'er."
Nuan thought about all of this as she decided to go back to her sword training.
"Wow... I never imagined that I would encounter the illustrious Royal White Whale bloodline embodied within a human. The power of the White Whale blood alone is formidable, but possessing the royal lineage... it signifies a potential strength beyond measure."
Nuan heard a man's voice, and as she heard she got alert and turned her head back and saw a man.
The man before Nuan exuded an air of charisma and authority, his tall frame commanding attention. His features were sculpted with precision, his sun-kissed complexion radiating a healthy glow. Clad in an impeccably tailored suit of deep, polished black, he exuded an aura of elegance and power. His hair, meticulously tied back, added to his refined appearance.
Caught off guard by his sudden presence, Nuan's curiosity and wariness mingled in her questioning gaze. Her voice trembled slightly as she mustered the courage to inquire, "Who are you?"
A faint smile graced the man's lips as he acknowledged her query with a graceful bow. "Apologies for my lack of introduction," he replied, his voice smooth and velvety. "I am Charles Mountfill, a humble servant on a noble mission. I travel in search of six children, charged with the task of eliminating any threats that may endanger my lord. I arrived here intending to vanquish the Origin Wolf Queen, only to discover that someone else had already undertaken that task. However, in sensing the presence of the White Whale Bloodline emanating from this place, my attention turned towards you. Regrettably, I find myself compelled to eliminate you, as you too may pose a threat to my lord."
His words hung in the air, fraught with a grave determination. The weight of his mission reflected in his gaze, though softened by a hint of reluctance. The gravity of the situation became apparent to Nuan as she comprehended the potential consequences that loomed before her.