CHAPTER 316: CHAPTER 314 SUCH SWEET BLOOD

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud explosion came from a distance. Le Yuxin and Ming Shuiyun looked up to see a dark green storm shooting straight into the night sky from the forest!

Even though visibility was low at night, they could see many trees being torn apart and swept away by the storm!

Ming Shuiyun was dumbfounded as she watched the dreamy scene unfold: "This, this..."

"This is too outrageous," Le Yuxin finished for her. "Even a Peak of Perfection can’t have this level of destructive power."

"Mr. Qin, can you beat it?" Ming Shuiyun asked expectantly.

"No, how could I win?" Le Yuxin shook his head repeatedly. "Look at my thin arms and legs, and I’m seriously injured right now. In the future, you should go ahead in battles; I’ll provide tactical guidance and off-field support."

Ming Shuiyun blinked and laughed, "Alright, I’ll protect Mr. Qin from now on—if I can."

Though joking, Le Yuxin knew he truly couldn’t beat it.

Earlier, Niruo suddenly launched a sneak attack from behind using techniques that seemed to blend Lingxu Battle Technique and Scenic Battle Technique, along with the enhanced power from the Crazy Mask. The speed was unbelievable, leaving Le Yuxin almost unable to react.

Even with the Ice Blood Physique aiding him in battle, he had to immediately deploy the ’Veil of Strife (Pirated)’ for a dark descent to buy time and interrupt Niruo’s offensive!

Yet even in the darkness, Le Yuxin couldn’t gain any advantage!

Because!

The Crazy Mask can illuminate even in absolute darkness!

Though the light was just a small point from the crack in the Crazy Mask, it was enough for Niruo to maintain a certain level of combat power. Compared to the light provided by the Divine Weapon, the Light Energy from Le Yuxin’s red hair was negligible.

Yet despite deploying all his trump cards, Le Yuxin only managed a mutual defeat with Niruo—or rather, only he was injured—as Niruo’s wounds quickly healed after exiting the battle!

The effects of the Crazy Mask are not merely increasing the holder’s speed!

Remembering this, Le Yuxin recalled that he touched the Crazy Mask in the darkness.

Anyway, now out of the battle, he let the Saint’s Relic turn into a pirated Crazy Mask to assess the true effects of the Crazy Mask:

"Extreme Divine Weapon: Crazy Mask"

"Effect ①: Frenzy: Greatly increases movement speed, attack speed, and reaction speed. The longer one wears it, the more the holder’s mind will fall into madness. But the more frenzied and chaotic the spirit, the stronger the mask’s enhancing effect. Once completely irrational, the mask’s enhancement can cause bodily collapse."

"Effect ②: Undying: The mask continuously heals the wielder’s injuries. The more frenzied and chaotic the spirit, the stronger the healing effect. Once irrational, the healing effect will render the holder immortal."

"Effect ③: Will Domination: The holder can engrave their will within the mask. When the holder falls into madness, the will within the mask will dominate the holder’s actions."

"The crazier, the stronger, the closer to demise..." Le Yuxin commented.

In the Extreme Divine Weapon series, even the Crazy Mask is not bad. Despite the dirty negative effects, it’s versatile in fighting and healing. If used properly, it’s highly useful with a wide range of applications, unlike the ’Veil of Strife,’ nearly marked ’only for Hidden Sword Assassins and dogs.’

Whether in large-scale wars or small-scale clashes, the Crazy Mask has its place. Niruo’s achievements tonight proved it all: he instantly killed a young god, heavily damaged Le Yuxin in two rounds, and now is fighting someone else, performing storm-level AOE attacks.

Moreover, for Le Yuxin, the Crazy Mask has no side effects!

He doesn’t have the further enhancement of ’the crazier, the happier,’ but he has no time restriction, regardless of how long he wears it. The Ice Blood Physique can block the Crazy Mask’s mental corruption.

Unlike the Veil of Strife, when Le Yuxin uses the dark descent, everyone knows he activated a special tool, but the Crazy Mask’s enhancements are not visibly apparent. Le Yuxin can even shape the pirated Crazy Mask into glasses and wear them, posing harmlessly.

Thinking I’m a nerd, but in the next second, I’ll blast your head!

"Mr. Qin..."

Ming Shuiyun interrupted Le Yuxin’s fantasies, pointing at his shoulder: "Your injury..."

Le Yuxin looked down at his shoulder. The slash from Niruo was too fierce; even after drinking all the blood bottles he brought, he still couldn’t heal or stop the bleeding. Blood was still gushing out, soaking half of his body.

"Seems like I have to find a Medical Officer for treatment. Hope the school Medical Officer is still awake..." Le Yuxin tried to stand but was immediately stopped by Ming Shuiyun: "You’ll bleed to death if you go like this!"

"But I don’t know Scenic Battle Technique, do you?"

"I don’t either, but..."

Ming Shuiyun tore a strip of her skirt fabric, plucked grass leaves from nearby, and squatted down to bandage Le Yuxin’s wound, pressing the grass leaves onto the injury: "I learned this from my mother before. Bandaging like this is very effective for healing and stopping bleeding..."

Watching Ming Shuiyun carefully handle his wound, Le Yuxin wondered if he was influenced by the Holy Sword.

Ming Shuiyun was a cute girl with bright lips and white teeth. After the night’s chase and standing in the battle field between Le Yuxin and Niruo, her clothes were covered with dirt and blood stains, and her face was dirty.

Seeing her squatting in front of him, her orchid-like breath audible, feeling the girl’s ambiguous warmth, Le Yuxin naturally felt protective...

And somewhat awkward.

Good, feeling awkward means Le Yuxin is not influenced by the Holy Sword.

However, although Le Yuxin was not influenced, Ming Shuiyun was affected by him.

In her shoes, a teenage girl nearly killed by a wolf-like green monster suddenly gets saved by a charming, humorous red-haired handsome man.

The red-haired guy was seriously injured for it, yet showed no fear of pain, still able to sit and chat elegantly, obviously a perfect man with looks and strength.

For the next half year, you must strive for supreme glory with this man. How many tales of love and sadness await?

Le Yuxin imagined it, feeling both moved and expectant, nearly itching to play the otome game ’Imperial Academy War ~ Mind Games of Seven Sword Sheath Trainers’.

It’s only natural Ming Shuiyun would have a crush; what teenage girl wouldn’t, after such a whirlwind experience?

Qing Lan, are you in danger.

But the problem is, Le Yuxin doesn’t need such affection.

He intended to participate in the Sword Quest for victory. To win, he’d do anything, not caring about Ming Shuiyun’s preferences; he only needed his Sword Master not to be a pig teammate.

More importantly, if they indeed win, if Le Yuxin’s plan goes smoothly...

Then at the dawn of the end, Ming Shuiyun’s affection will only become the final obstacle.

"Actually, I have another quick healing method."

Ming Shuiyun paused, asking, "Then why doesn’t Mr. Qin use it? Is it inconvenient?"

"By the way," Le Yuxin held Ming Shuiyun’s shoulder. "Since the oath ceremony was established, you’re my Sword Master, and I’m your sheath, right?"

"Yes," Ming Shuiyun clenched her fist. "I’ll surely strive not to burden Mr. Qin."

"Good, since I’m your sheath, you have to fulfill three wishes for me."

"Huh?"

Ming Shuiyun blinked: "I seem to have misheard..."

"You heard correctly," Le Yuxin said calmly, "You must fulfill three wishes for me."

After a moment of silence in their gaze, Ming Shuiyun nodded, "Alright, as long as I can do it, no matter when or what my status is, I will fulfill Mr. Qin’s three wishes."

She seemed to think Le Yuxin asked for post-victory wishes.

"Now I want to fulfill my first wish," Le Yuxin held her shoulder, reaching for her collar: "Don’t move, let me handle this."

"Ah? Hey? Wait, this is the wilderness, you’re still injured..." Ming Shuiyun was suddenly flustered, trying to push Le Yuxin away, but facing Le Yuxin, a Martial Artist at Integration and Mastery, in the dark of Wanxiang Forest, shouting was useless.

"Don’t be afraid."

The languid sound entered Ming Shuiyun’s ear, the close breath made her stiff, her clothes gently lifted, revealing her smooth, beautiful shoulder.

"How sweet..." she heard the man’s hungry praise: "...such blood."