Chapter (3)

Furthermore, countless whispers among servants had reached her ears, claiming that no one would marry a weakling like Wang Hua because people wanted to have a strong bloodline, not a deficient one.

She had no friends except for her maiden, Jia Yi, and the girl was supposed to obey her stepmother, Wang Xiuying, and if she did the contrary, the maiden had to bear whips; In others' perspectives, it presumed that a master was taming the disobedient servant, and no one dared to object to her deeds.

Her life crossed her mind but broke into a,

Roar!

The painful sound reverberated and dispersed the cloud of her thoughts.

The air around her chilled as she heard one of the men screaming in suffering, and a sticky warm fluid spattered and stained her face.

That should be her warm blood, and her eyelashes fluttered up rapidly, and just then, the man's hand fell on the earth before her sight.

The hand was sliced from the wrist, still gripping the sword's hilt.

Drawing her fingers along her skin, she bristled when her eyes caught the blood that painted her fingers.

Yes, it was blood, someone's blood!

Her brain ran blank, and it was hard to think correctly and contemplate what was occurring to them when the hyenas charged and swooped toward her!

No, they bounced up and passed overhead.

They fired forward at something that stood behind her, something that severed the man's hand from his wrist.

The shrieking man fell to the ground, kneeling, taking up his lifeless pale hand, and crawled away in a wail.

"You damned devils!" He sheltered behind a rock and cursed.

Wang Hua snatched her fallen cub off the ground when she observed she was weak as Hyenas bullied the little one.

Wang Hua was bleeding, her arms shakings, hugging her cub, and tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down to burn her scratched cheeks; she was tempted to run and spun around to flee, but at the sight of the creature, she couldn't afford to move.

Her body hardened as a rock!

A dire white wolf was right there, the size of a bull with glowing golden eyes, and it was brutally tearing the hyenas apart. He was one of the most exquisite wolves she had ever seen until now.

The white fur emitted a light blue aura, she had never seen something like that before, and the mark on the middle of his forehead was three flames embracing each other while a crescent moon was placed above them, blazing in golden.

Why didn't it look like one of the cultivation-grade emblems she had ever read about or had known?

The men were terrified to lose; if their spirit animals died, there was no opportunity left for them to survive in this wild world that couldn't be corresponded to or esteemed by gold.

They could feel each other's pain, and they figured out this could be their end; plus, it wasn't worth dying here because of this ominous girl and her wretched cub.

Summoning their wounded spirits, they retreated.

Silence fell and ruled the Spirit Forest.

The only person whose feet were pinned to the ground by apprehension was Wang Hua.

The wolf remained motionless and watched her from the corner of his eyes; those scary eyes radiated an intimidating aura; She knew this familiar look when someone was disgusted by her frail unavailing entity.

Her eyes drifted to the nail plunged into his leg, and a strange black and red aura clouded around it.

'What is this nail?'

'I'd seen it somewhere before.'

Digging for the answer, she recalled the 'Artifacts of Demons' book, and her eyes widened; she had seen an illustration in that book.

The nail was cursed and poisoned by the witches of the Demon realm. It sounded mind-blowing.

This wolf would soon die if he didn't get the cure.

The savior wolf was peering at the stunned girl, and his eyes fixed on her cub. He looked furious, and the air around them grew heavier and eerie.

He might kill Xiaojiao and absorb her to stay alive. Now that she became more precise and cautious, this majestic figure before her could cause unpleasant affliction.

In one rapid motion, hurling herself to the sword, she picked it up, keeping her guard against the creature that just saved her or, from another point of view, acquired them for his meal! The sword's hilt was trembling in her grip.

"Careful, Wolfie!"

The wolf snorted and turned around but stopped in an instant, and his eyes widened, pupils dilated, and his teeth gritted. He couldn't smoothly stop the poison after losing massive strength and spiritual magic essence. He had to reverse the current of his blood to slow down the poison's speed. He had to start refinement and intake the Moon's energy to clean his body.

His stomach turned, and the taste of iron twisted in his mouth.

Blood spurted out between his large rows of teeth and leaked, dribbling on the ground.

Xiaojiao groaned, her eyes on the white wolf. She seemed worried about him, although her terrible condition was no better than his, but she was mute and couldn't speak her heart to Wang Hua.

The wolf stumbled into the darkness and melted into the shade of the night.

"Should I save him?"

She brought her guard down. That was her savior, but either way, he was still a threat to her and her cub. Struggling with herself, she remembered her father's once-told quote.

'How you act in this world will divert you back to what you deserve, not what you want.'

"I wanted to die. Lastly, I heard the truth, and this wolf appeared to save me. If I don't save him, this, I don't deserve to be saved."

"I won't disappoint you, Father!"

"I'm not like them. I should save this wolf," she glanced around, taking in where she was exactly.

Even an idiot knew that Spirit Forest was dangerous, and she could not find the way out. Her cub caressed her arm with her head. This determination satisfied her.

"Xiaojiao, I will find herbs for both of you. Let's save this wolf, then!"

She pursued the way where blood droplets stained the ground and eventually reached a cave.

She bristled as it terrified her to be in this dark forest where narrowly she could find her way back home with these overgrown trees that hardly could permit her to see the night sky.