As the figures approached Tanvir, he tightened his grip on his katana, preparing himself for any potential danger. Having encountered the white dragon and the mysterious guardian, Tanvir was aware of the need to be cautious. He quickly put the wooden box the guardian had given him in his pocket.
As the three figures approached Tanvir, their formidable cultivation levels were evident in the powerful aura emanating from each of them, surrounded by a white mist. The first figure, a middle-aged man with a long beard, emanated an air of wisdom and authority. His eyes shone with an intense light, and he carried a staff that crackled with sparks of lightning. The second figure was a young woman with graceful movements and an ethereal beauty, her long hair cascading down her back. She carried a slender silver sword at her side.
Tanvir's gaze was captivated by the third figure, a woman with an enchanting aura that immediately drew him in. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of amethyst, seemed to penetrate his soul. As she moved closer, he could not help but notice the subtle sway of her hips and the intricate tattoos adorning her chest, accentuating her seductive charm. Her slender figure seemed to glide effortlessly, and she wore a form-fitting black robe adorned with silver symbols.
Tanvir felt a magnetic pull drawing him closer, and he could smell her sweet body fragrance. Her eyes glowed with a captivating light, entrancing him until an angry voice shouted, "Big sis, cut it out! Don't go charming every male!"
Tanvir snapped out of his daze, his Katana clutched tightly in his hand, and used Shadow Step to retreat. He looked back at the trio, and Old Mark smiled while Astrid Silver gave him a seductive smile. Her eyes glowed with a mysterious power that he had never seen before.
But this time, Tanvir was prepared. He quickly closed his eyes and reopened them, ready for anything.
"There, there, young man," Old Mark said with a hint of amusement in his voice. "We aren't your enemies. Allow me to introduce ourselves. People call me Old Mark."
He gestured toward the young woman beside him. "This flower is called Astrid Silver." Tanvir observed her. She maintained a composed demeanor, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"And lastly this is Cynthia," he gestured toward the purple-haired seductress. Her tattoos, a heart on her chest and cute little flowers, glowed with a white light that added to her alluring beauty.
A faint smile spread across Cynthia's lips as she looked at Tanvir. "Well well," she said slowly, her eyes captivatingly shining with a dim light. "But I can still sense danger from you." She put her hand under her mountains, making them seem like they were about to pop out.
Tanvir could feel his heart racing as he noticed her eyes gleaming and her hand slowly reaching towards her mountains. His mind screamed danger! He knew captivating girls were dangerous towards a man and he had to remain calm. He kept his battle mode on, thankful that no one could see his face.
"I may not appear strong, but looks can be deceiving," He replied calmly, keeping his hand firmly on the hilt of his katana. "As for the feeling of danger you sense, it could be due to my unique cultivation technique. It allows me to conceal my true strength until the right moment." He started spating out lies.
"Heh heh," Cynthia said, her captivatingly soft voice sending shivers down his spine. "Ok, ok, cut it out Cynthia," Astrid said impatiently. "We have to go now. Every second counts."
"Yes, we can't stay here any longer," Cynthia said, her eyes lingering on him for a moment. "Here's a piece of advice, young man. Learn how to conceal your qi."
Tanvir watched as Cynthia glanced at him for a second and gave him a flying kiss. She then continued to follow behind the old man with a calm smile. He didn't let his guard down.
Once they were gone, He quickly departed the area with shadow steps. Behind him, Cynthia's voice filled with anger, "Hey Mark! Why did you stop me? Didn't you see he had a trial box with an Elite Rank?"
The old man responded with worry in his voice, "You brats. Luckily we just wanted to trade and didn't show any killing intents. If we had, all of us would've died before we even knew it!"
Cynthia's anger dissipated. "Wait, are you talking about that weird feeling?" she asked.
"Yes," the old man said. "A person who has already surpassed the Zenith Realm."
At his words, both girls grew silent and fear was visible on their faces.
"Don't think too much," the old man said. "Let's quickly leave this place."
The two girls nodded and followed him.
In the same beautiful garden, a figure was sitting in front of an ice ball. The figure was none other than the Nexus Guardian. She closed her eyes and the ice ball crumbled into pieces, her thoughts Unknown.
" Storm incoming"
------
Phew, this distance is good enough," He muttered while looking back, and continued walking forward. He couldn't help but remember the events of the past couple of days. "Sigh, life is really something full of surprises," He muttered and climbed up a small tree as the sun was setting and it was getting darker.
He realized that this tree was much smaller than the ones he had seen.He lay down on his back on the tree and closed his eyes, just to relax. He had been through a lot in the past couple of days and He wondered what would happen in the next day.
As he lay there, He unconsciously drifted off into deep slumber.
[ To be continued....