Blood Pact of the Earth, Earth Spine

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Blood was falling from a height of ten meters. Mo Fan's shirt was soaked in blood, from which drops of blood were falling to the ground.

"Well done, Sharjah!" White Leopard was pleased. He immediately put on a mocking grin.

Sharjah did not attack further with her sword. She looked at Mo Fan hesitantly, as he landed.

"Are you giving me time to stop my bleeding?" Mo Fan was not angry at Sharjah's reaction.

"Yes..."

"I'm a lot scarier when I'm bleeding," Mo Fan pointed out helpfully.

Mo Fan did not stop the bleeding. He was not trying to look cool when his blood was dripping as he hung his arm to the side. He just needed some help!

Drip!

Drip!

The drops of blood landed on the soil, but they did not dissipate right away. They were dyeing the area around the Scorching River brown instead.