Dragon's Origin

Chapter 757: My Name is Lin Xiu (Part 2)

Seeing Lin Ling tie up her hair, Wang Sheng was surprised, but he knew this was a sign that Lin Ling was about to take action. Loose hair would be a hindrance, so she had to tie it up before making a move.

Just as Wang Sheng was about to hand over the Tiger Tooth blade, Lin Ling smiled and shook her head. She casually broke off a three-foot-long branch from a nearby dead tree, and with a flick of her wrist, all the twigs and branches fell off, leaving only the straight main stem.

"That fool who wanted to die is called Lin Ling." The girl from his dream held the branch and smiled playfully at Wang Sheng, then turned and walked away, saying, "My name is Lin Xiu!"

As she spoke, Lin Xiu's lithe figure disappeared into the yellow mist, leaving Wang Sheng alone with the unconscious A'Qi.

What was going on? Wang Sheng was utterly confused. He was clearly carrying Lin Ling, so how had she turned into Lin Xiu? But in the next moment, Wang Sheng immediately understood. It was simple: either the girl from his dream had a split personality, or there were two souls in one body. For Wang Sheng, who came from modern Earth, this wasn't so incomprehensible.

Split personality was a disease, and as for two souls, anyone who had seen Stephen Chow's "A Chinese Odyssey" would understand Qingxia and Zixia, right?

The moment Lin Xiu turned around, Wang Sheng saw very clearly that her eyes had suddenly turned blood red. However, this blood color only flickered for a moment before returning to normal. If Wang Sheng's eyes hadn't been so sharp, he wouldn't have been able to notice it in that brief instant.

"Lin Ling, Lin Xiu, are you two blessed with outstanding talents?" Wang Sheng muttered to himself, then turned back to pick up A'Qi, and immediately used the Nine Secret Words to conceal his and A'Qi's aura.

With three people, Wang Sheng couldn't conceal all three auras, but with only two people and his back against the mountain wall, Wang Sheng could put a hard mask on A'Qi and easily conceal their breathing sounds with the Seven Word Incantation. He couldn't guarantee anything else, but at least no one within twenty yards would be able to hear A'Qi's breathing.

In the dense forest, filled with yellow mist, only a few breaths after Lin Xiu entered the mist, Wang Sheng heard the first scream.

Immediately afterward, the screams became like background music, rising and falling from all directions. Each scream was separated by two or three seconds, as if giving the killer time to move on to the next target.

Wang Sheng's hearing was amazing. Even in the pitch-black night, Wang Sheng could hear everyone's position. Now, every scream that rang out was from a master of the Eight Great Families that Wang Sheng had heard before. His excellent memory allowed Wang Sheng to distinguish almost every different voice, even if he couldn't name them. Wang Sheng could match each voice to a specific master.

From the moment Lin Xiu entered the mist with the branch, or rather, from the moment Lin Xiu asked Wang Sheng if he had any smoke bombs left, Wang Sheng had a premonition of what was about to happen. Now, as Wang Sheng expected, the recovered Lin Xiu directly displayed her unparalleled grace from five hundred years ago in front of the masters of the Eight Great Families. However, what set off her unparalleled grace was the lives of the masters of the Eight Great Families.

A scream every two or three seconds also meant that the legendary realm masters of the Eight Great Families were no match for Lin Xiu, not even for a single exchange. Wang Sheng's Traveling Word Incantation allowed him to perceive almost every movement of those masters, but Wang Sheng couldn't detect even a trace of Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu's figure seemed to have become invisible in Wang Sheng's Seven Word Incantation perception. At least, whether it was Wang Sheng's spiritual energy detection, Nine Secret Words detection, or even his super hearing and sense of smell, it was as if this person had simply ceased to exist after Lin Xiu entered the mist.

If Wang Sheng was like this, the feelings of the masters of the Eight Great Families could be imagined. They probably didn't even know who the enemy was. Some tried to sneak towards Wang Sheng, but as soon as they took a few steps in that direction, they were killed by an enemy who came from nowhere with a single sword sealing their throat.

In Wang Sheng's perception, the masters of the Eight Great Families in the mist should have suddenly seen the enemy, but regardless of whether they attacked or defended, the next moment, they were either covering their throats, or covering their eyes, or other vulnerable places on their bodies, or several places at once. In short, as long as they encountered Lin Xiu, the result was either a fatal attack or an attack on another vulnerable spot first, followed by a fatal attack. Of course, the final result was death.

Wang Sheng didn't know what method Lin Xiu was using, but these masters would scream loudly before they died, even if their throats were attacked.

Wang Sheng knew very well that this was Lin Xiu not forgetting to put psychological pressure on the other enemies during the attack. Every scream of a companion could make the other enemies feel apprehensive. The more screams they heard, the more they would have a psychological suggestion that the enemy was almost invincible. When Lin Xiu appeared in front of them, the combat power they could exert would be even more limited.

The method Lin Xiu was using was a typical psychological warfare technique that Wang Sheng had discussed with Lin Xiu in his dreams. Now, seeing Lin Xiu use it so skillfully, Wang Sheng felt an unspeakable sense of intimacy in his heart.

This was the real girl from his dreams. It turned out that the voice he had heard at the beginning that asked him to kill her was Lin Ling, the sister or other being in the same body as Lin Xiu. Wang Sheng didn't know what the story was yet, but now that Lin Xiu had woken up, Wang Sheng had plenty of time to wait for her to explain everything to him personally.

The enemies that Wang Sheng's Seven Word Incantation could sense were becoming fewer and fewer. After a preliminary estimate, in about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, at least two hundred masters had died at Lin Xiu's hands.

At this moment, only two lines of poetry could describe Wang Sheng's mood. "Killing one person in ten steps, never leaving a trace for a thousand miles." Lin Xiu's slaughter at this moment was clearly the best annotation of these two lines of poetry.

The smoke from the smoke bomb was slowly being blown away by the breeze. Along with the screams, Wang Sheng couldn't hear any other sounds now.

After another moment, Wang Sheng couldn't even hear the screams anymore. Within Wang Sheng's perception range, there was no one alive except himself and A'Qi. Hundreds of masters from the Eight Great Families had been wiped out in Lin Xiu's one attack.

Finally, Wang Sheng heard a series of staggering footsteps. That familiar feeling made Wang Sheng rush out without regard for anything else. Those were Lin Xiu's footsteps.

The moment she saw Wang Sheng, a flush rose on Lin Xiu's pale face. She gave Wang Sheng a forced smile, her body softened, and she fell directly into Wang Sheng's arms.

At the same time, the branch in her hand, stained with blood, turned into ashes with a bang.