In such a battle field like this how would statue so cleaned up, not even a dust present in it..be here. How is that even possible.
Does it mean that, one here is still alive...
Xiao Ling softened the grip on the charm, knowing something here didn't feel very right. He looked around his surrounding feeling suspicious. In a matter of seconds, a tall figure appeared over Xiao Ling. His gaze looked over to the man's face.
Golden eyes and long white hair. fair skin, small eyes, linked by a tattoo from one on his forehead to the other under his left eye. His attire was elegant and neat and his gaze was sharp and fearful, moreover his aura.
Xiao Ling shuddered under his presence. Looking at the crimson flower which surrounded the magnificent statue. Seemed an idea might have in his mind all along. The lad didn't do anything except stare as if Xiao Ling was a treasure whom he never saw.
He noticed the immense eyes on him but chose to ignore it. In a sudden, the crimson flower shook, all the drop of water on it rose up. The water slashed on the man's cheekbone, a slit forming and it was bleeding. The man's eyes widened from what just had happened, however when he looked back to Xiao Ling, he had already disappeared.
The motive for Nan Xuanjin's rain escort charm was the rumor about whether one was still alive. The red flower was a popular flowering in the realm, and it is one of the varieties that distinguishes the realm. However, no flower can exist without water, and no one can live without caring for the flower in that domain. Making it both a weapon and witness.
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Xiao Ling had gone back to the heavens. Feeling more relieved than words can explain. But dang, this man couldn't get any rest due to Nan Xuanjin's decree, so he had to attend meeting to discuss what happened on his journey over the realm.
He ran to the mansion, hoping not to be late. As he entered, he noticed Lord Liu Ling sat in the executive's seat.
Lord Liu Ling is described as the one who keeps everything under control. He is the strongest among all, having many tricks up his sleeve. The wisest there is to be, the mysterious and chilling aura that everyone deeply respect in him. He is the son of lord Liu Ming, who Xiao Ling was named after.
His heart raced just to be in his presence. He walked slowly to his seat. "Thanks for attending, highness Xiao Ling" Liu Ling spoke. Everyone sat still, nervous to even move a muscle. Even Xiao Ling's heart stopped just to hear his mere voice. It was deep and majestic. "I-it's my honor, my lord"
Xiao Ling sat in his seat, everyone's eyes on him. The silence was breaking him. Lord Liu Ling again spoke directly to Xiao Ling, not breaking his attention to anyone else. "Say your highness, what have you witnessed within your travel"
"Yes, my lord... the crimson flower was still blooming as it used to, Aswell as a giant statue was present there which I believe didn't built before, what caught my attention was that the statue that didn't even have a hint of dirt on it. Thats all I witnessed. And for what I have seen, I can say that there might be one still alive"
"And by any chance highness, have you met the one?"
"With all honesty. I haven't my lord"