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Xia Muxin's limbs were under control, yet her mind remained sharp. Holding onto her last breath, she listened to Yang Sheng's words.
"Well, she's quite the character."
As soon as Xia Muxin spoke, the man by the haystack narrowed his fox-like eyes and licked his lips in a rather peculiar manner. He glanced at the woman beside him, then moved his finger away from his mouth and paused before asking in a seductive tone:
"Is she... really not a virgin anymore?"
His gaze brightened as if he had spotted an exciting pet. Although he directed the question at the woman next to him, his eyes were fixed on the girl tied to the tree.
"Ha, she's long been a withered flower; still calling her a virgin," the woman replied, momentarily taken aback but quickly regaining her composure, her eyes flickering with defiance.
Upon hearing this, the man's expression darkened. He curled his fingers again, and an eerie melody filled the air once more.
Xia Muxin felt her body stiffen at the sound of that music; her limbs became unresponsive, but her mind remained clear. Suddenly, she closed her eyes and began cursing:
"You damn turtle! Don’t think I’m afraid of your pathetic tricks. If you have the guts, come out! I’ll make sure you won’t even recognize your own mother!"
As she cursed, Xia Muxin noticed that her hands and feet were no longer as rigid as before; they could move slightly. Realizing that focusing on the music had led to her control, she took a deep breath and hugged the tree tightly. Suddenly, she tilted her head back and began to sing loudly:
"Who brings forth the ancient call..."
Her usual voice was clear and crisp like flowing water over a bridge, but when she sang, it boomed loudly enough to be jarring. Moreover, being on the Tibetan Plateau only amplified her voice. The more she sang, the more relaxed her limbs became, even overpowering the eerie melody surrounding her.
With newfound freedom in her body, she sprang up the tree like a monkey.
The man had been intently playing his tune when Xia Muxin's wild singing broke through like a wailing ghost. His concentration shattered as he heard her unique high notes; suddenly, he fumbled and stopped playing altogether.
At that moment, Xia Muxin had already hooked onto a tree branch. Gritting her teeth, she exerted force with her legs and climbed up.
The first thing she did upon sitting down was to remove her other shoe. With a curved knife, she began to peel the round, spiky chestnuts, slicing through five or six before wrapping them in her cloth shoe. Then she aimed at the tigers below and started throwing them one by one.
Her aim was remarkably precise; during her time in the military, she had been an expert marksman. Now, each chestnut struck true, causing the tigers to roar in pain.
Some of the chestnuts were not fully ripe, their outer spikes still green. When they hit the tigers, they pierced into their flesh. While this wasn’t a serious injury, the pain was excruciating. In no time, three tigers each had four or five spiky balls embedded in them, howling in agony as they rolled on the ground. However, rolling only drove the spikes deeper, pushing them to the brink of madness.
While Xia Muxin continued to throw chestnuts, her gaze wandered around. In the distance, she spotted two figures—one male and one female—both wearing masks. It was difficult for her to discern their identities based on their shapes alone, but she felt they were unfamiliar.
Because of this distraction, even as the music played on, the tigers ceased their attempts to claw at the tree and instead continued rolling on the ground in pain.
Seeing this, the man stopped playing and stepped forward.
Xia Muxin sat on the branch, swinging her legs. Her delicate feet were still stained with blood. As soon as she saw the man approach, she coldly mocked him, “Hey handsome, interested in some tiger meat?”
Upon hearing this, the man frowned and stepped onto one of the tigers. His foot landed right on a spot where a spiky ball was embedded. The spike sank deep into the tiger's flesh under his weight. The tiger bared its teeth and swiped at him with its claws. The man lifted his foot and effortlessly tossed the several hundred-pound tiger over ten meters away, crashing it against a tree trunk that Xia Muxin would need at least two arms to wrap around. With a loud thud, as the tiger fell, it knocked the tree over.
Instantly, Xia Muxin felt the ground shake beneath her. She looked at the man with deepening eyes.
“If you answer one question for me, I can spare your life,” he said.
Just as Xia Muxin was rolling her eyes to think of a countermeasure, the man walked under the Chestnut Tree and glanced up at her with a faint look before speaking in a voice that was neither masculine nor feminine—similar to that of Black Mountain Old Demon. A sense of panic welled up inside Xia Muxin, but she feigned calmness and raised an eyebrow.
“Spit it out if you have something to say.”
At that moment, she quickly peeled off about ten nearby Chestnut Balls and began rummaging through her belongings before lowering her head to fiddle with something unknown.
"You... are still a virgin!"
Hearing this, the man looked up at him, a cold smirk curling at the corners of his mouth as he slowly spoke.
"Shut up..."
Even someone as composed as Xia Muxin felt a tremor in her hand at that moment. Looking down from her elevated position, she suddenly grinned, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she replied, "Guess!"
The man's brows twitched, and dark energy began to gather in his palm.
At that moment, two tigers nearby roared, as if they had spotted prey, their cries filled with excitement.
Xia Muxin's heart tightened, but she saw the Golden Python slithering towards them, its massive head raised high like a dragon, inching closer.
From a distance, Xia Muxin could see its eyes bloodshot with rage. Just a meter away from the two tigers, it lowered its head and opened its gaping maw to let out a roar. The sound made the surrounding foliage tremble; Xia Muxin felt a powerful gust sweep across the ground, sending leaves flying in graceful arcs.
Her heart raced. She couldn't compare the current Golden Python to the one she had fought earlier. Could it be that the Golden Python had been holding back from the very beginning...
"Python Brother, be careful!"
This action of the Golden Python not only angered the two tigers but also infuriated the devilish man. He shifted his attention, a bloodthirsty grin spreading across his face as the dark energy in his palm surged towards the Golden Python.
In a panic, Xia Muxin shouted and without thinking twice, she grabbed four Chestnut Balls and hurled them at the man below, along with her shoes.
To her surprise, all four Chestnut Balls struck their targets: one hit the man's head, two struck his back, and one landed squarely on his backside.
This sudden attack caused the man to stagger slightly; his hand faltered just enough for the dark energy to crash into a large tree instead. The tree cracked under the impact and fell to the side with several loud snaps.
The Golden Python was now thoroughly enraged. It raised its neck and used its massive head to ram into the two tigers. The tigers, already in pain from their previous encounter, were knocked several meters away by the force of the Golden Python's charge.
The tiger, the king of the mountain, found itself bullied by a snake today. Ignoring the pain from its wounds, it rolled over and sprang up from the ground, its claws extended forward as it crouched low, launching itself fiercely at the Golden Python.
Seeing this, the massive Golden Python twisted its body and swung its powerful tail, striking hard at the tiger.
Xia Muxin felt the trees shake as countless Chestnut Balls fell from above. She raised her hands to shield her head, only to see two tigers being flung away by the Golden Python once again. The python bore its own injuries, with dozens of bloody scratches marring its golden scales, and several shimmering scales lay scattered on the ground.
At that moment, the man's attention shifted to Xia Muxin. He pressed his palms downwards, and she watched as a cloud of black mist erupted from his body. Several Chestnut Balls still clinging to him burst forth and flew directly toward her.
Xia Muxin gasped in surprise. Ignoring her bare feet, she reached out and grabbed a thick branch to leap up. However, one of the Chestnut Balls struck her knee, causing her leg to go numb and pain to shoot through her body.
Before she could pull out the Chestnut Ball that had hit her, the man leaped forward, extending one hand toward her neck.
Seeing this, Xia Muxin's eyes widened in terror. She quickly grabbed two Chestnut Balls—one she hurled at his outstretched hand while placing the other against her own neck.
The man's gaze darkened as he spread his fingers wide like a claw reaching for prey. The Chestnut Ball aimed at him froze mid-air, caught in a swirl of black mist. Xia Muxin stood there momentarily stunned, her eyes fixed on the Chestnut Ball spinning in mid-air, forgetting even to breathe.
"Damn it! Today I’ll fight you to the end!"
Suddenly, her eyes flashed red as she smashed the Chestnut Ball against her neck.
In an instant, there was a loud explosion as the Chestnut Ball in mid-air burst open, sending countless sharp spikes flying toward her like a storm of needles.
- End of Chapter -
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