The Little Shao Qian Who Arrived At The Illusionary Mist Forest

"Mn. I understand." Shao Qian fastened the small cloth bag onto his body, before crawling out from the hole and looking towards the outside. "Then you need to come back earlier and find me, daddy."

"Daddy promises." The man knelt on the floor and waved at Shao Qian. "Come darling, say bye bye to daddy."

"Bye bye, daddy." Once Shao Qian said that, he saw the man placing the grass back into its original place. He tilted his head up, looking at the thick wall before leaving, his head not turning back even once. Right now, he needed to find a safe place to check this world's plot and see what kind of world the system had randomly selected.

The man looked reluctantly at the thick wall. His child was on the other side of this wall. He really wanted to go back. Although that place was where the weak were the prey of the strong — survival of the fittest — at least they didn't have mankind's intrigue for power, and even more, they also didn't have mankind's cold-blooded ruthlessness.

Besides, since Jesse had his blood, those lowly animals wouldn't dare to touch him. And the high-rank magic beasts, upon not being clear on whether he was returning, would also not arbitrarily launch an an attack on his cub. Right now, the Illusionary Mist Forest that was constantly feared and abandoned by everyone, was on the contrary, a safe place that Jesse was able to go to.

Although he wanted to return within his heart, he couldn't give up on his gentle and frail wife. He must go back and save her. Even if she's dead, he would follow his wife to death.

"Be safe, my child. Your father is the strongest in this Illusionary Mist Forest, therefore daddy believes that you will definitely become strong. That's why, live on." The man looked at the thick wall one last time, before resolving to leave this place.

It was just that, when he returned, he discovered his wife nailed onto a crucifix. Both her arms and legs were impaled onto the crucifix with wooden stakes, however, the cause of her death wasn't those, but the nog in the middle of her neck that ran directly through her windpipe.

"Look, this cowardly and weak beast actually still dares to return." An obese man dressed in Vatican clothing made great effort to open his eyes, which had been squeezed shut by his fats and laughed pompously. "I even thought that he took that little beast and ran away."

"Your Excellency, I did say that so long as this woman was still here, this beast would certainly return." The clergyman beside the obese man opened his mouth and flattered, "After we catch him, how could we not find that little beast?"

"I'll kill all of you." With a calm expression, the man looked at the woman on the crucifix, and after saying this sentence, his line of sight turned towards that obese bishop. Furthermore, his his calm expression was replaced with violent rage, and on his forehead, a black pattern gradually appeared.

"Look, he's actually a high-ranked magic beast." The obese bishop looked at the man's furious expression, along with the gradually appearing pattern and released a sound of admiration. "I didn't expect that this brawny man would actually be a renowned and elegant high-ranked magic beast."

"In front of the bishop, how can this kind of beast be described with the word 'elegant?'" The man beside the bishop hurriedly spoke, "This subordinate feels that this word is created for you."

"Mn." The bishop nodded his head proudly upon hearing those words. "Come men, burn that woman in holy fire. Towards this kind of person that disrespects the deity, only the holy fire's scorching heat will be able to wash away the stains on her body."

"Don't touch her!" The man's clothing ripped and his four limbs turned into black interspersed with white limbs of a three metre big gigantic creature:

The creature's tail swept away a few close men, before it faced the crucifix holding the woman and lunging over.

When the obese bishop saw the creature, he hurriedly put his magic to good use and hid himself at one side. However, he didn't stop the creature's movement, only watching coldly as the creature lunged into that direction.A trivial beast had feelings as if it were human, don't make him laugh until his molars drop out.

When the creature lunged towards the crucifix, the floor lit up in a restraining array and the creature's body was firmly tied onto the ground. He looked at his love, his wife that was well within his reach, his face pale as he howled furiously.

"Activate the array and immediately kill this beast. Get men to draw his blood and find for that little thing's whereabouts." The magic beasts responded to bloodline. He had originally wanted to catch the man and force him to hand over that little hybrid. But now, it looks like finding that little hybrid's whereabouts didn't matter. So long as he had this magic beast's corpse, as well as its magic nucleus to offer to the Cardinal, he could leave this little place and head towards the main city as an oracle.

When the creature heard the bishop's words, he reluctantly looked at his already not breathing wife, and in the end, he gathered the last of his energy together, choosing to self-destruct. The self-destruction of magic beasts weren't the same as humans. After they self-destructed, it was ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and it definitely wouldn't leave behind a trace of anything…

However, he was incapable of fulfilling his promise to his son.

When that bishop saw the creature howl at the sky, his heart felt panicked and when he saw the creature starting to inflate, he hurriedly retreated. But how could his speed compare to the explosion's speed?

The bishop didn't manage to escape very far before his life was harvested by the formidable explosion. It wasn't just him, everyone present didn't manage to keep their lives and the originally flat ground had a pit blasted into it.

A while later, the remaining power of the self-destruction slowly dispersed, the dust drifting in the air also slowly floated down onto the ground. It was at this moment that an elegant figure emerged gracefully from within the cloud of dust, wearing solely white, to the extent where there wasn't even a speck of dust on the clothes. However, that figure's face was surprisingly that of the woman who had originally been nailed onto the crucifix.

"Humph! Something that did more harm than good." That female's face was filled with anger, and the harshness lining her words was difficult to suppress. "Just as it seemed like this old woman was about to succeed, I hadn't thought that at the most critical juncture, this kind of thing would destroy it. If not, this old lady would have taken that little thing as my beast contract earlier.

However, the matter was already concluded. Even if she were to brood over it, it wouldn't be of any use, and even if she wanted to look for him, she didn't know where to search. Moreover, she didn't come out of the explosion just now without any injury. Right now, she should quickly find a place and tend to her wounds.

As for what happened outside, Shao Qian would naturally be oblivious to it. He applied his soul energy to his feet as he hurried with all his might. With great difficulty, he found a large tree that could conveniently hide him and scurried up, looking for a concealed place he could hide in. He used his soul energy to mask his odor before lying down on the huge forked branch and taking a look at the plot.

However, Shao Qian who was immersed in the plot was not aware that after he had lost conscious, the trunk suddenly grew an elderly face. That elderly face revealed a lost expression as he looked at the small child lying on his arm. This cub smelled familiar, but… Whose family was it?　　

The treant thought for a while, but still wasn't able to think of any family whose cub was this big and could also transform. However, that familiar smell at the beginning was nevertheless not wrong, therefore the treant with a gentle nature immediately concealed Shao Qian's location completely, in order to avoid those reckless birds from injuring the cub.

Shao Qian went over the plot of this world. This was western fantasy world, where angels and demons coexisted. This world's Original was a pitiful eight-year whose both parents had been killed. After growing up, he took revenge on the Vatican before taking his life in the end.

Mn, it finished like this.

Finished, your ass! When he had originally crossed over, the Original had already been eighteen years old. At that time, he had already knew some alchemy, though he didn't know who he learnt it from. Now, he had arrived a decade earlier, what kind of sinister plot was this. System, come out and tell me. I promise I won't kill you.

System expressed that I am currently not complete, and therefore, am unable to inquire about such an in-depth matter. Therefore, whatever Master said, system doesn't know anything about it.

It seemed like getting an explanation from the system wasn't possible. Shao Qian's circumstances right now was, on the contrary, incomparable. He had always remembered the alchemy he had learnt at that time. If it was not so, then he really didn't know how he was going to learn the alchemy skill.

Shao Qian opened his eyes listlessly. He sat up slowly before he looking up to see a wrinkled, old face growing from the tree trunk. That elderly face even grinned at him.

"…" Shao Qian stiffly curled the corner of his lips and returned the smile, before crawling up and intending to jump down. Fucking scared this young master to death! Your old face is made out of tree bark, yet you still smile. This was simply wanting to scare small children to death!

Shao Qian was able to jump down? Too naive. He ran to the edge of the tree trunk and was just about to jump down when a tree branch curled around him and placed him onto the soft leaves. "Little guy, don't be scared. Grandpa doesn't have any evil intention."

The treant grandpa, who had seen the cub waking up and wanted to show goodwill, expressed his hurt. The Treant tribe were this gentle, why was this little fellow still scared of him?