X-Dragon Era

Yi Luo Xiang, holding the moss, turned around and walked back. Seeing this, Xin Yun hurriedly called out to her in a low voice, "You should eat here, it's better not to take it back."

Looking at Xin Yun with confusion, Yi Luo Xiang shook her head and said, "I'm not going to eat it myself, I want to bring it back for..." As she spoke, Yi Luo Xiang turned her head to look at the place where the two girls were.

Xin Yun couldn't help but secretly scold himself for what he had assumed Yi Luo Xiang was like. Although she was still a child, her heart was truly sweet and pure. How could she be one of those greedy kids!

In his previous life, Xin Yun had little contact with Yi Luo Xiang, so he didn't understand her well. However, in this life, even though they had only recently started interacting, Xin Yun had already discovered so much beauty in her. Such a perfect woman was truly not meant for ordinary men.

Admiring her silently, Xin Yun pondered for a moment and then said in a low voice, "You can take it back for them to eat, but... you should think of a way to keep them from speaking about it. Otherwise, if those four boys on the other side hear about it, you know very well what the consequences would be."

Upon hearing Xin Yun's words, Yi Luo Xiang frowned slightly. Though young, she was certainly an exception in a world where prodigies existed and others might not understand, but Yi Luo Xiang definitely did.

After a short silence, Yi Luo Xiang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know the moss must be scarce. I'll handle everything. And... thank you, really." Having said this, Yi Luo Xiang turned around and walked back along the well wall.

Watching Yi Luo Xiang's fading figure, Xin Yun couldn't help but smile. If it were any other child, he wouldn't feel at ease, but with Yi Luo Xiang, there wouldn't be any problems. If she couldn't handle it, then no one in this world could.

Stretching himself, he noticed that outside the sky had darkened. The fourth night underground in the well had arrived. To conserve energy, it was better to sleep soon. Despite the ground being moist and muddy, there was no choice but to make do.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Xin Yun finally fell into a deep sleep. Although the conditions were harsh, years of a tough lifestyle had honed his willpower to be as strong as steel, allowing him to fall asleep quickly even in such an environment.

"Woo..." At dawn, a strong wind began to howl through the mountain village outside the well, blowing from the head of the village and then out the tail, stirring up some utensil to emit ghostly, mournful wails.

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It was now spring, a season of frequent rain and strong winds. Although there wouldn't be rain in the coming week, the wind that was supposed to blow was still howling fiercely.

"Boom rumble..." Amidst the muffled sounds, the wind damaged someone's door plank or window pane, emitting a series of dull yet crisp noises that seemed particularly grating in the quiet night.

Down in the dry well, Xin Yun frowned with irritation. Although his willpower was strong, in such conditions, it was impossible to sleep any longer, especially since... it felt like he had already slept for a while, and it was time to wake up anyway.

Opening his eyes with annoyance, Xin Yun sat up straight, stretched out his arms, and luxuriously stretched his body. Just as he was about to yawn, a strange noise caught his attention!

"Stop... Help!" Listening to the faint cries masked by the wind, Xin Yun was puzzled. What was going on? Weren't all the villagers dead? How could there still be someone here?

As he puzzled over it, Xin Yun's face turned to shock as he suddenly came to his senses. No... the voice wasn't coming from outside the well, it was inside the well, and... and that voice... that voice!

"Damn... Stop!" With a loud shout, Xin Yun grabbed the stone cone beside him and leapt up like a leopard, charging toward the three girls' location.

It was now dawn, and the bright sunlight slanted into the cave, illuminating the situation clearly. Four boys were huddled around where the three girls were resting, and the faint cries for help were coming from within their circle.

Upon hearing Xin Yun's shout, the tallest boy abruptly lifted his head. Upon closer inspection, he was no longer a child, no longer human! At this moment... his mouth was smeared with bright red blood, and his expression was one of insanity, like that of a deranged demon.

"San Zi! Go stop him. If he keeps causing trouble, we'll drink his blood too!" Hearing this, another boy stood up, wiping the blood from his mouth, his arms much more muscular than Xin Yun's, spread wide as he charged towards him.

Faced with the furiously charging figure, Xin Yun was frantic. Yi Luo Xiang was still inside; at that very moment, someone was drinking her blood. Now... even if it were the emperor himself in front of him, Xin Yun would not hesitate to strike!

Dodging to the side, Xin Yun let the guy grasp his shoulders. His right hand flashed like lightning as he brandished the stone cone sharpened to an extreme, piercing instantly through the unlucky boy's temple. With a vicious pull, blood spurted out with a gurgling sound.

Pushing aside the child blocking his path, Xin Yun took several fierce steps forward. As the three boys turned their heads, his hand moved again, the stone cone swung, and with the sharp sound of cutting through air, it sunk deeply into the neck of another boy. The flesh there was softer, which would not damage the cone.

With one swift stab, the sharp stone cone pierced through the boy's neck, its tip emerging from the other side. It was unbearably grim, unbearably horrifying.

"Kakaka..." With his neck suddenly penetrated, the unfortunate child froze in shock. He wanted to scream, but with his neck skewered, how could he make a sound?

Looking at Xin Yun, who was covered in blood and looking like a wrathful god, the remaining two boys were completely terrified. Although they were cruel and vicious, they were driven by hunger and thirst. After all, they were children, how could they compare to someone like Xin Yun, who had been through a blood-soaked career?

Looking at the two petrified kids, Xin Yun expressionlessly pulled out the stone cone inch by inch, then kicked out, toppling one of the boys to the ground. For a moment, the two could only stare blankly at Xin Yun, utterly shocked and frightened.

Xin Yun showed no mercy to the two terrified fools. Even though they were only seven or eight years old, having committed such acts, Xin Yun no longer considered them human. They had no right to keep on living!

"Huff... Puchi!" Amidst the sharp whooshing sound, Xin Yun swung the stone cone with the force of a thunderbolt, piercing it into the left eye of the third boy. As the boy convulsed violently, Xin Yun turned his head and coldly looked at the ringleader of the boys, saying emotionlessly, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Trembling as he looked at the cold-faced Xin Yun, at the stone cone deeply embedded in his companion's left eye, at the body convulsing beneath it, the sturdiest boy finally snapped!

"Yaaah!" With a frenzied roar, the boy's eyes turned red, and he leaped from the ground, desperately lunging at Xin Yun. Under such immense pressure, amid such a terrifying scene, the boy surprisingly erupted in a wild outburst.

Watching the boy rush at him, Xin Yun slowly let go of the stone cone. Even though the other's height and strength were much greater than his, in the eyes of Xin Yun, the boy was nothing.

There was a reason he was left for last. At this moment... on the ground, Yi Luo Xiang lay weakly, her face filled with horror as she watched everything. The sleeve on her right forearm was torn, revealing her pale skin marked with bite marks deep enough to show bone. And these marks... they were left by this very boy.

How could Xin Yun possibly let him die easily?

Xin Yun dodged a crazed punch from the boy, swayed to the side, and pulled his right leg back. Then, he thrust his knee forward with full force, meeting the boy's charge with a powerful knee strike to the most precious part between a man's legs, painfully precise.