105: Chapter 15 Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder

Supported by intense obsession, Tu Shan Xiaoxiao used her last bit of strength to slap her storage bag again.

Several talismans, adorned with flame patterns, flew out. Guided by her spiritual sense, they transformed into scorching fireballs, whistling as they shot towards the monster that was slowly approaching.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fireballs hit one after another, exploding into bursts of flame that engulfed the monster.

A wave of heat washed over her, and Tu Shan Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes, a glimmer of hope igniting in her heart.

However, as the flames dissipated, the monster's body was only scorched darker, its movements completely unaffected!

It seemed to have extremely high resistance to fire.

It growled, its four limbs pressed to the ground, muscles bulging, preparing for one last lunge, aiming directly for her heart!

It's over...

At this moment, endless despair, like a cold tide, instantly engulfed Tu Shan Xiaoxiao.

She could face death calmly, but not now, not in this manner!

She hadn't repaid even one ten-thousandth of what she owed Senior Brother, nor had she seen him reach the pinnacle...

Crystalline tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, mixing with blood and dust.

She slowly closed her beautiful fox eyes, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, awaiting the final moment when the claws would pierce her chest.

The anticipated sharp pain did not come.

Instead, a cyan lightning bolt, tearing through the darkness like a spear of judgment descending from the nine heavens, struck the monster with devastating force and incredible precision!

"Boom—!!!"

The thunder was deafening, and the dazzling cyan-white light instantly illuminated the entire corridor, even briefly dispelling the unsettling dim yellow glow.

This was the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder, one of the Five Elements Divine Thunders, the Supreme Wood Divine Thunder!

The monster let out an extremely mournful shriek, its entire body entangled in electric light.

Large chunks of charred flesh peeled off, revealing a wriggling, lava-like interior, and foul-smelling liquid splattered everywhere.

It had suffered unprecedented heavy damage and was no longer able to attack.

It could only use its broken limbs to claw at the ground and walls, scrambling back into the darkness deep within the corridor, disappearing in a flash.

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao froze, then suddenly opened her tear-filled beautiful eyes, looking in disbelief towards the direction from which the lightning had come.

When she saw who it was, immense joy and grievance instantly surged in her heart, almost making her cry again.

It was Senior Brother!

And...

Ye Xishui!

Chen Zilong and Ye Xishui stood side by side, clearly awakened from their sleep, having only hastily donned white nightgowns.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes sharp as lightning, staring intently at the direction where the monster had disappeared.

Beside him, Ye Xishui, also in a nightgown, her hair slightly disheveled, had a faint blush on her beautiful face that hadn't quite faded.

She looked at the fallen Tu Shan Xiaoxiao with complex eyes.

There was concern in her gaze, but even more, an indescribable subtle emotion.

As if their appearance had interrupted something that was happening.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Chen Zilong rushed forward, knelt down, and carefully helped Tu Shan Xiaoxiao up.

Seeing the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth and her disheveled appearance, a clear pang of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Ye Xishui also quickly followed, taking out a jade bottle from her storage bag.

"Don't move, take the medicine first."

Chen Zilong's voice held an undeniable tenderness as he took the pill Ye Xishui handed him.

It was a large, yellowish pill, the size of a longan and with a warm luster.

He carefully supported Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's nape and brought the pill to her lips.

The relief of surviving, mixed with her dependence on Senior Brother and a certain hidden desire, made Tu Shan Xiaoxiao instinctively not only open her mouth to take the pill.

Her soft, warm tongue even unconsciously, and provocatively, licked Chen Zilong's finger.

The tingling sensation on his fingertip made Chen Zilong's body stiffen slightly, and he quickly withdrew his hand, his earlobes seemingly turning red.

He cleared his throat, covering up his momentary lapse.

"You brat, you're so badly injured, and your first reaction is to be in heat!"

Ye Xishui couldn't help but roll her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of exasperated scolding, "Indeed, a flirtatious fox!"

Chen Zilong suppressed the strange stir in his heart.

He bent down, one hand under Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's knees, the other around her back, and gently lifted her in a standard princess carry.

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao naturally leaned her head against his firm chest, her nose filled with his fresh, pleasant scent, which...

Also carried a faint, warm fragrance belonging to Ye Xishui.

This made a trace of bitter jealousy rise in her heart.

How wonderful if it were just her and Senior Brother, without this extra scent...

Back in Chen Zilong's room, he gently placed her on the bed, which still held residual warmth.

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao yearned for the warmth and security of his embrace, wishing to stay even for another moment.

Chen Zilong meticulously pulled the brocade quilt over her, then turned to Ye Xishui and said:

"I'm going out to chase that monster. You stay here and take good care of Xiaoxiao."

Ye Xishui nodded, her gaze sweeping over Tu Shan Xiaoxiao, who appeared weak on the bed but whose eyes were constantly fixed on Chen Zilong, and her red lips subtly pursed.

Just as Chen Zilong turned to leave, a cold little hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Don't go, don't go, Senior Brother!"

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao looked up, her small face, the size of a palm, still streaked with tears, her lips slightly pale from blood loss. She blinked her watery big eyes hard, deliberately softening her voice, and whined with a heavy nasal tone, "Xiaoxiao hurts so much... my whole body hurts..."

She slightly furrowed her delicate brows, her face showing just the right amount of pain and vulnerability.

As if without him, she would perish in the next moment.

This expression was perfectly executed; even a heart of stone would soften by three points upon seeing it.

Chen Zilong indeed stopped, and seeing her like this, his heart softened involuntarily. He gently comforted her, saying:

"Be good, Xiaoxiao. Senior Brother is just going out to kill that monster that hurt you, to get revenge for you."

"Wuwuwu..."

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's tears flowed instantly, like pearls from a broken string. "Senior Brother, Xiaoxiao really, really hurts... Will you stay with me?"

"Let Senior Sister go chase that monster, okay?"

As she spoke, she looked at Chen Zilong with pleading eyes, then timidly glanced at Ye Xishui, her gaze pure and helpless.

Ye Xishui took a deep breath, her full chest rising and falling, seemingly trying to calm her inner emotions.

She looked at Chen Zilong, then at Tu Shan Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the bed with superb acting skills, and finally waved her hand helplessly:

"Fine, I'll go take a look. Young Master, you stay here and keep her company."

With that, she tidied her nightgown and turned to walk out the door.

"Be careful," Chen Zilong reminded her from behind.

Ye Xishui did not stop, merely waved her hand with her back to them, and her figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the doorway.

The door gently closed.

As soon as Ye Xishui left, Tu Shan Xiaoxiao immediately collapsed into Chen Zilong's arms as if she had lost all her bones.

She tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face deep into his chest, greedily breathing in his scent.

"Senior Brother, Xiaoxiao wants a hug..." she mumbled, her voice sweet and coquettish.

Chen Zilong sighed helplessly, ultimately unable to harden his heart.

He sat sideways on the edge of the bed, one arm embracing her slender shoulders, while the other gently, intermittently, stroked her soft, silvery-white long hair.

In his warm embrace and gentle caress, Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's tense nerves finally completely relaxed.

Like a small beast that had finally found its home, she rubbed against him in his arms, letting out a satisfied, almost inaudible sigh.

Feeling his steady heartbeat and body temperature, her nose filled with his comforting scent, an emotion mixed with extreme dependence, possessiveness, and a twisted affection quietly grew.

On her small face, hidden against Chen Zilong's chest, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards, forming an arc that was somewhat pathological and intoxicated.

Her originally clear fox eyes were now filled with an undissolvable obsession and possessiveness.

"Senior Brother's... scent..."

She whispered in an almost inaudible voice, like the most devout believer smelling the aura of a deity, intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.

In the room, only their intertwined breathing remained, and the pale moon outside the window, still observing everything...

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