Chapter 82

Time flew like a white colt passing through a gap; half a month passed in an instant.

That day, Su Qing, who had slept for a long time, finally woke up.

The first thing he did upon opening his eyes was check his own information—the Yuan bloodline: he had already devoured and merged with the primordial ancestor… and was currently devouring and merging with the primordial werewolf source blood at 80%.

It's directly eighty percent.

Su Qing raised his eyebrows; previously he had woken up at ten percent, twenty percent, but now it jumped straight to eighty—truly unexpected.

But this is also good, saving a lot of time.

He got up from the bed, stretched his limbs, and heard only the bones crackling noisily.

After a simple warm-up, he put on his shoes, opened the room door, and found the sunlight just right outside, a gentle breeze blowing.

Su Qing stood at the doorway, facing the sunlight and breathing fresh air.

Just then, the main house door was pushed open; Yao walked out, her hair slightly damp, wearing a thin garment, holding a water basin in her hands.

Soft sunlight fell on her, outlining a slender figure that was so full of allure.

Sometimes too much coincidence is a bad thing; sometimes it's a good thing.

Yao's lotus‑like emergence left a deep imprint on Su Qing's soul.

"You…" Yao spotted Su Qing, saw his dazed look, immediately realized, her cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly carried the water basin back inside.

Bang!

The door was shut tightly.

Watching this, Su Qing secretly sighed; taking a shower in broad daylight had let him walk in on her, and the next few days were bound to be awkward.

He shook his head, gathered his thoughts, picked up the axe and went out to chop firewood.

Having lain idle for over half a month, it's time now to go chop wood to pay the rent.

【20】..........

When Su Qing returned home at noon, Yao had regained her usual composure and had already prepared lunch.

Su Qing sat by the bonfire, silent and speechless—not because he didn't want to speak, but because he didn't know what to say.

Yao also held her bowl, head down, shoveling rice in silence.

The atmosphere inside the house gradually grew strange.

Just then, a sharp cry came from outside: 'Kill... kill... someone's been killed, Uncle Dai...'

Upon hearing it, Su Qing immediately put down his bowl, ran out, and saw a half-grown child running toward him.

He grabbed the child and asked, 'Who did it, and why?'

'No... it wasn't a person who killed him, it was a monster—a huge monster with several tails. It suddenly attacked us and dragged Uncle Dai away.' The child, not very old, trembled with fear, but still managed to stammer out what happened.

Having lived in Kama Tai Ji village for a while, Su Qing had never met him, but he knew that Uncle Dai was a solitary elder living alone on the eastern edge of the village.

The lonely old man was seized by the monster.

Su Qing felt he had to deal with this, after all he was living here now and couldn't stand by while someone died; moreover, the monster was causing havoc in broad daylight, and if it wasn't eliminated, the days ahead would hardly be peaceful.

Su Qing thought for a moment, turned, and told Yao, 'I'll go and come back quickly; stay at home and don't run around.'

Without waiting for a reply, he walked out of the courtyard and saw all the able-bodied villagers streaming out, each holding hoes and axes, rushing together toward the eastern part of the village in a chaotic mess.

Su Qing picked up his axe and followed; shortly he arrived at Uncle Dai's house.

'This is...' Looking at the house reduced to ruins, Su Qing's expression shifted slightly, realizing this monster was no ordinary beast.

While he was lost in thought, the villagers conferred briefly, then, guided by the boy who had raised the alarm, they set off in a mighty throng toward the outskirts of the village.

It seemed they were going to look for the monster.

Su Qing had intended to stop them, but before he could speak, everyone had already vanished.

Seeing this, he could only break into a trot to catch up.

He had only run a dozen meters when a tremendous sound boomed behind him.

'Bang!'

Su Qing turned his head and saw a huge cloud of dust rising behind him in the village, then he heard terrifying roars and people's cries.

'Damn, it's a feint!' Su Qing's face changed instantly as he realized the monster hadn't left at all—it had run into the village.

Without a second thought, he immediately turned and sprinted full speed toward home.

No sooner had he entered the village than he saw a monster whose body emitted a metallic sheen, as if countless metal threads were woven together.

At that moment, the monster was battling a man who looked very much like the Korean star Ma Dong-seok.

At the sight of the monster and the man, Su Qing's scalp went numb, his eyes widened, and he nearly lost his footing.

Because he was all too familiar with both of them.

If he wasn't seeing things, the monster before him was the Mutant Clan from the Marvel film Eternal Clan; the man was an Eternal Clan member, seemingly named Gilgamesh.

Recalling the grudge between the two clans, Su Qing really wanted to curse out loud.

At this very moment, he finally understood: Uncle Dai of the eastern village was none other than the Eternal Clan's Ma Dong-seok in disguise.

Fuck!

What good would hiding do for Ma Dong-seok? Instead he had to come to Kama Tai Ji and stir up trouble—now he's attracted the Mutant Clan.

But despite his cursing, Su Qing worried for Yao's safety, made a wide detour to avoid the battlefield, and ran toward home.

What weighed on his heart was that, from afar, he saw the stone house that had once stood tall now reduced to a ruined wreck.

Damn it.

Su Qing swore angrily, sped up, charged into the rubble, and began to search.

He turned over every spot, yet found no trace of Yao.

'Bang!'

A black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, crushing the already ruined house beyond recognition.

Su Qing turned head and saw Ma Dongxi·Jierge měishí crawling out of the pit in a sorry state, the whole person looking extremely sorry.

Cough cough...

Ma Dongxi·Jierge měishí knelt on one knee, coughed once, looked up and saw a man standing in the ruins looking at them.

Looking at the ruins, then at the dirty-faced man, he suddenly understood, feeling guilty, and said: 'Sorry. But all this will end soon.'

Hearing this, Su Qing almost laughed in anger.

Just as they were about to open their mouth to curse the other's eighteen generations of ancestors, a deadly sense of crisis suddenly came from behind.

At the same time, a loud shout rang out: 'Be careful.'

At the moment the sound rang out, Su Qing's muscles tensed instantly, almost instinctively moving to the side.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew behind the head.

A tentacle grazed the ear, stabbing into the ground ahead.

If it weren't for the body moving a step to the side, this sharp tentacle would have directly pierced Su Qing's neck.

"Hiss! Damn it!" Su Qing jumped in fright, then felt a lingering fear; these Mutant Clan are really cowardly, clearly strong yet they like to sneak attacks, really unscrupulous.

The Mutant Clan monster didn't expect its sneak attack to fail, and was momentarily stunned.

After it came to its senses, it saw Su Qing already rushing up, holding a burning orange-red fireball in each hand, swinging toward its head.

"Fuck you."