FRGNM -Chapter 296 Battling the Wind-Chasing Leopard

It was his first time ever seeing someone row a boat like this. The silver wolf’s heart nearly leapt out of his chest. He swallowed hard and stared at Luo Mingyu in shock. “Y-you… you’re simply not human! Who rows a boat like that?!”

“Is there a wolf as stupid as you?” Qingyi raised an eyebrow. None of them actually knew how to row a boat—using Dou Qi was the most convenient option. If it weren’t for the formations around Qiongyu Immortal Island, they could have traveled through the void directly and entered the island.

Purple Dou Qi burst forth, and the boat shot across the water like a rocket, suddenly racing straight ahead.

Misty vapors swirled about as a wisp of green smoke slowly rose. Those stationed outside Qiongyu Immortal Island saw the purple Dou Qi explode forth like lightning. In that instant, everyone became alert, their Dou Qi surging and rapidly gathering together.

“Who goes there?!” the woman in front shouted sharply, slamming her Dou Qi forward.

“Scatter, now!” The speeding boat disintegrated on the spot, and several dark figures swiftly leapt through the air, landing toward the ground below.

Ling Ruoxi was already used to this style of arrival. She landed with one foot on the beach, steadied herself, and looked at the people opposite her—only to have a silver-white figure crash straight into her.

“Damn it…” She couldn’t help swearing, wishing she could kick the silver wolf away. Dizzy and seeing stars, the silver wolf sprawled across Ling Ruoxi’s back, his vision spinning.

Silver wolves weren’t afraid of water—but that didn’t mean they couldn’t get seasick…

Especially at Luo Mingyu’s terrifying speed. In just a few breaths, they had traveled several kilometers. No one had told him the boat would automatically fall apart. That fall nearly knocked him unconscious.

A small figure landed swiftly. Cold light flashed in his eyes as Jiang Yu instinctively gripped the dagger in his hand and looked coolly at the people ahead. The killing aura emanating from his body was startling.

The people opposite were also shocked. They hadn’t expected such a young boy to possess such cultivation—and to be a Purple Sovereign Dou Qi cultivator! They inhaled sharply. The woman beside them stepped forward and asked, “You all are… Holy Lord!”

“Mhm.” Luo Mingyu nodded faintly, his gaze sweeping over them as he waved a hand. “Go inform Mother-in-law—tell her we’re back.”

“Yes!” The woman’s eyes lit up as she quickly shouted, “All of you, properly attend to the Holy Lord and the Holy Maiden!”

What?! The legendary Holy Lord and Holy Maiden had returned?

In an instant, everyone’s gaze turned forward. Luo Mingyu looked aloof and handsome, while the women watching had already gone dazed—never had they seen such a beautiful man.

On the other hand, Ling Ruoxi was covered in muddy grime, her face half-buried in the sand by the silver wolf sitting on it. She looked utterly disheveled. Compared to Luo Mingyu’s purity and elegance, she truly seemed unworthy.

Not only that—Qingyi and Yuwen Zhiyuan beside her were also outstanding figures among men, making people yearn for them. Countless women swallowed hard, wishing they could pounce right then and there. With the Eastern Capital King in seclusion, handsome men had long been rare—now so many had appeared at once. How could hearts not flutter?

Still, no matter how “unpresentable” the Holy Maiden might be, she was the island master’s daughter, the woman of the most devilishly charming man before them, and the mother of their young masters and young miss. They truly had no right to say anything.

“Hey, have you had enough staring?” the silver wolf shouted, pounding his chest. “Stop looking—I know I’m handsome.”

Even as he said it, he shivered. These women looked far more terrifying than Ling Ruoxi ever did.

Tidying her clothes, Ling Ruoxi casually wiped the mud from her face and prepared to move forward.

Luo Mingyu reached out and tugged at her sleeve. His long fingers brushed her cheek as he said indulgently, “You—there’s still mud on your face.”

“I’ll wash it off later. Come on, let’s go see Yizhui and Yimeng!”
At the thought of the two children, Ling Ruoxi was already bursting with joy. Lifting her skirt, she ran inside without another word.

The man left behind shook his head helplessly. “All of you, follow.”

“I’m really curious,” the silver wolf said with a chuckle, eyes gleaming. “Aren’t you from that Evil King Island? Since when did you get so familiar with Qiongyu Immortal Island? Or did you sneak into Ruoxi’s room back when she was still the little princess?”

The man ahead slightly turned his head. “If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute.”

“Did you hear that? If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute!” Qingyi glared at the silver wolf, poked his head, and turned to leave.

Jiang Yu calmly put away his dagger, shot the silver wolf a sidelong glance, and walked inside just as indifferently.

Only Yuwen Zhiyuan patted the silver wolf’s shoulder helplessly and laughed. “I thought after all these years outside, your intelligence would have improved at least a little. Didn’t expect it to regress instead. Let’s go. You’re Ruoxi’s natal magical beast—can’t you feel it? She’s not ordinary.”

A wandering soul from another world—since the moment that body died, the original her had already ceased to exist. Yet her current way of doing things was exactly what he liked. People who were born to defy fate always had extraordinary experiences. He was growing more and more eager for what lay ahead—and to see their children as well.

Someone who should never have been born had come into this world—what kind of anomaly would that bring?

Meanwhile, on the central island of Qiongyu Immortal Island—

Two figures darted about, leaping up and down. The soft swords in their hands flashed like lightning as they stabbed forward. Bamboo leaves danced through the air. Their movements were elegant, like swimming dragons, flowing smoothly without a single wasted motion.

“Roar!” On the ground, a Wind-Chasing Leopard crouched low, glaring ahead. Cold light flickered in its dark eyes as its tail lashed back and forth. Its sharp claws slammed into the ground, and it charged out like thunder.

“Oh no, oh no—the Wind-Chasing Leopard seems angry!” A small figure leapt swiftly. With her left hand she hooked onto a slender green bamboo stalk, planted one foot atop it, and blinked at the beast ahead.

Beside her, Yimeng drooped her head, holding a long sword in one hand and the bamboo in the other. She said in confusion, “I remember Grandma saying we should stop short of hurting it. But from just now until now, we haven’t even touched the Wind-Chasing Leopard with our swords. It’s too fast—we can only use Dou Qi.”

“Pfft—who told you that ‘stop short’ means you have to hit it?” Yizhui nearly choked on his own saliva. He stared at his sister in a daze, then could only lower his head and rub his forehead.

“Huh? That’s not what it means? Then what do we do now—it’s coming.” She flicked her sword tip, pointing it straight at the Wind-Chasing Leopard.

In the next instant, the leopard crouched low, slammed its forepaws into the ground, and sprang into the air. Its agile body shot forward like a meteor.

It was fast—but the two small figures on the bamboo were even faster. The moment the leopard leapt, they released the bamboo at once. Sword qi surged from their blades, green Dou Qi swirling around them. A streak of sword light shot skyward, and the expanded barrier instantly trapped the Wind-Chasing Leopard inside. The two children exchanged a glance, turned around, and ran.

“Roar!” A low, furious roar erupted as the figure in midair shattered the barrier and burst out like lightning. Damn it—those two little brats ran faster than rabbits!

“It’s caught up! We can’t match the Wind-Chasing Leopard’s speed—call Grandma!” Yimeng spread her right hand, sending her Dou Qi into the sky. But before it could explode, another black figure rushed out first, grabbing one child in each arm and lifting them away.

Before Yizhui and Yimeng could react, the person ahead spun around and kicked out. The Wind-Chasing Leopard was sent flying by the force, slamming heavily into the ground.

“Mom!” Two tender voices rang out. The little treasures in her arms stared at that figure as if still dreaming. Tears poured down as they reached up and hugged Ling Ruoxi around the neck.

Smiling, Ling Ruoxi patted their backs and said lightly, “You two little ones—nice progress. In just a year, you’re already Green-ranked Dou Qi cultivators. Very good.”

“Of course! Just look at whose children we are!” Yizhui laughed, waving his fist. His gaze then shifted to the tall figure behind her. His pupils shrank, and he suddenly dove straight toward him.

“Dad—you’re back too!” The small head buried itself in Luo Mingyu’s chest, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Only those who had dreamed of it knew how warm their parents’ embrace was. Now that they were really in it—it was truly warm.

Rubbing the small hand in his grasp, Luo Mingyu raised his sword-like brows and smiled, lifting the little one into his arms. “Yizhui—miss Dad?”

“Uh…” Watching the two exquisitely adorable children, the silver wolf could only rub his nose helplessly. He hadn’t expected these two to move so fast—even their children were already this big.

Yimeng blinked her big eyes, long curled lashes fluttering, as her gaze fell on the smaller figure beside Luo Mingyu. It was a boy slightly taller than them, but he kept a stiff face and never smiled. From the moment he arrived, he hadn’t said a single word.

“Big brother, what’s wrong?” Yimeng smiled at Jiang Yu, revealing two cute little tiger teeth. In her memory, kids like this should be playing with them.

Hearing the words “big brother,” Qingyi nearly choked to death. If they knew that this “big brother” was actually a man around thirty—and a naturally born spiritual being—who knew what they’d think?

Jiang Yu’s cold eyes swept over the two children. He said nothing. His icy expression frightened Yimeng, who tugged at Luo Mingyu’s pant leg and pouted. “Dad, where did you pick this kid up? Did you have him with Mom outside, or with some other woman?”

“Cough, cough…” Even Ling Ruoxi nearly choked. What kind of thinking was this?!

Jiang Yu’s mouth twitched. Cold light flashed in his eyes as he said flatly, “I am not their child.”

“Then why are you following my dad and mom?” Yimeng pouted. She didn’t want to share her parents with anyone else. She thought this kid must have been picked up somewhere outside.

The silver wolf laughed so hard he nearly lost his breath, pounding his chest as he pressed a hand on Jiang Yu’s shoulder. “I say, Jiang Yu—just accept your fate. Since you’re in a child’s body right now, once you meet the master, you’ll be able to return to your original form.”