Chapter 142: Decapitation

"Luo Xia, do you actually reluctance to see her die?" Pang Qingyu asked.

Luo Xia replied indifferently, "What does she have to do with me?"

The Luo Yi of this lifetime truly had little to do with her; the only connection was with this mortal shell she currently inhabited!

However, it was Luo Yi who had tried to kill Luo Xia in the past.

"Well said! Getting entangled with a person like that is simply disgusting!" Pang Qingyu gave Luo Xia a mental thumbs-up.

"Awooo—"

"Awooo—"

Right at that moment, Lucky appeared!

Its roar shook the heavens and the earth!

The pack of wolves was utterly cowed by its roar!

The wolves that had intended to tear Luo Yi to pieces suddenly grew timid!

Taking advantage of the moment, Luo Yi scrambled up and fled swiftly!

How terrifyingly close; she had already fallen into complete despair just moments ago.

She had thought herself surely doomed, never expecting the god of fortune to favor her after all!

Both Luo Xia and Pang Qingyu were overjoyed by Lucky's sudden appearance.

"Could Brother Wuying have arrived?" Pang Qingyu rejoiced.

The worry in Luo Xia's heart vanished completely, and a radiant smile bloomed on her palm-sized face.

The wolf pack began to retreat—

How could Lucky ever allow them to leave?

How dare they try to hunt down and kill its master's dearest darling while it was away? They were simply courting death!

Lucky immediately unleashed a flurry of ferocious attacks upon them, sending countless tongues of flame raging wildly toward the wolf pack!

"Master, slaughter every last one of these wolves! Otherwise, if they grow stronger in the future, they'll come back to seek revenge. They have the sharpest memory for human scent."

Hearing Wealthy—its inner spirit or companion—say this, Luo Xia nodded in agreement.

"Miss Pang, let's fight."

With those words, Luo Xia was the first to draw the treasured Mozi Sword, charging head-on into the wolf pack!

Pang Qingyu had not expected Luo Xia to be so fierce and daring. Eager for the combat experience, she too drew her sword and charged forward!

With Lucky joining the fray, Luo Xia and Pang Qingyu found slaughtering the wolves as effortless as fish swimming in water.

Lucky was an expert at bullying the beasts, reducing them to a half-dead state before tossing them over for Luo Xia to finish off.

With a casual sweep of Luo Xia's blade, the head of a wolf severed and hit the ground. She was having the time of her life!

Meanwhile, Luo Yi, completely ignored by everyone, stared in utter shock at Luo Xia's incredible prowess.

How could this useless good-for-nothing possess such formidable martial arts skills?

It was utterly impossible! Her body had been frail since childhood; she wasn't even allowed to practice martial arts!

This person must not be Luo Xia!

She definitely wasn't!

Luo Yi desperately tried to comfort herself in her heart.

Luo Xia and Pang Qingyu were in high spirits, slaughtering the wolves with immense fervor.

In just a few short minutes, half the wolf pack had already been decimated by the two of them!

At that moment, Pang Xiaoyu appeared.

As soon as he arrived, he plunged straight into the battle without a word.

He and Lucky worked together with seamless coordination, systematically beating the wolves half to death before tossing them to Luo Xia and Pang Qingyu to dispatch!

This pack of wolves was truly tragic. Had they known that offending Luo Xia meant certain death, they wouldn't have dared provoke her even if they had been given ten times their courage!

For a time, fresh blood splattered everywhere.

Caught off guard for a split second, Luo Yi found her clothes stained with copious amounts of wolf blood!

She felt nauseated beyond belief, yet she was utterly helpless.

She didn't dare flee because she had no way of knowing whether even more powerful magical beasts lurked ahead!

The voice-transmission talisman she used to keep in touch had already been lost, and now her only hope was that her grandfather or the Crown Prince's forces would find her soon.

A heavy, pungent stench of blood assaulted the senses.

Luo Xia pinched her nose with one hand while continuing to slaughter the wolves with the other!

This style of combat was profoundly satisfying!

This pack of wolves had nearly exhausted her to death; allowing them such a swift and decisive end was a testament to her own prompt and resolute nature.

The happiest of all, however, was Wealthy!

So many wolf inner cores!

A supreme tonic! A supreme tonic indeed!

Wealthy even began to complain that the wolf pack was too small. If there were a hundred more, what an abundant harvest that would be!