Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Looking at Yang Ling walking over quickly without any changes in his expression, Antalya’s guards exchanged looks, all of them instinctively taking a few steps back.

Even the Sword Emperor Elderweiss was no match for Yang Ling, who dared charge forward and ask for death?

Originally, they had wanted to make use of their numbers advantage and join forces to attack. However, now that the battle was about to begin, looking at Yang Ling’s icy expression, no one dared to take the lead and attack.

“Hmph, go, let’s kill him!”

“That’s right, let’s go together, I don’t believe that he has four arms!”

…

After repeatedly retreating, a few of the Druids had had enough, clenching their teeth as they charged forward first. They let out a roar and transformed into Violent Earth Bears, fully surrounding Yang Ling. The two nearly five-meter tall Mountain Giants followed, their apartment-sized wooden clubs crashing down toward Yang Ling’s head…

The elves took action quickly, their cooperation impeccable, all of them revealing their individual trump cards in an instant. The female hunters riding on black panthers were even faster, shooting out sharp arrows the instant their partners charged out, all aimed toward Yang Ling’s head, heart and joints.

The arrows of the huntresses were fast and they were in close range. The group was excited, seeing that Yang Ling had not moved, as if he did not have enough time to avoid the attacks. Unexpectedly, all of the arrows were deflected after a few metallic clinks were heard. It was as if their shots had landed on a piece of armor, or a massive steel board.

“This… How is this possible?”

The arrows did not penetrate him even at such a close distance. Could Yang Ling have cast a powerful defensive magical spell?

The elves lost their color in shock as they witnessed this strange scene, all of them paranoid.

Yang Ling did not care too much about the huntresses jumping around on their black panthers. After training the Body Honing Wizard Mantra to a high level, his physical body was stronger than anyone could have imagined. Even an arrow fired by a crossbow might not be able to puncture his skin, much less the limp arrows shot out by the elves.

“Hmph, I’ll crush you into pulp!”

Seeing Yang Ling not move an inch and the sharp arrows unable to penetrate his body, the Druids who had transformed into Violent Earth Bears and the archers instinctively retreated. Only a Mountain Giant hollered as he slammed his club toward Yang Ling’s head.

“Hmph, you’re asking for death!”

Yang Ling let out a cold grunt as he looked at the insolent Mountain Giant, propping up the giant club with one hand; His figure then flickered, punching the chest of the Mountain Giant; He then leapt up high, kicking the genitals of the giant and sending the five-meter tall Mountain Giant flying far away.

“Ah…”

Having his ribs broken and his genitals bashed in, the Mountain Giant rolled on the ground maniacally. Looking at the blood and milky-white substance flowing out of his nether regions, it seems like the Tailun Continent would have another giant eunuch.

“A good dog wouldn’t block the path, remember that, you won’t be so lucky next time!”

Patting down his sleeves, Yang Ling left with a cold expression. This was the elf’s territory, and out of respect for Sofia and the elf elder, there was no need for him to waste his time with these small fry.

A good dog wouldn’t block the path?

Seeing Yang Ling’s back figure getting further and further away, the group of elves felt a mixture of fear and hatred. However, they stopped there. No one dared to chase after Yang Ling and invite their own deaths.

Having lived in the elf tribe for some time, Yang Ling naturally knew where Sofia stayed. Being familiar with the area, he soon arrived at the small villa in which she stayed in.

However, he had just stepped into the villa when he instinctively felt a sudden sense of danger. Looking up to observe his surroundings, there was no one around, nor were there any ripples of energy. It was very strange.

Could it be a sage level assassin?

In his alarm, Yang Ling did not dare be careless, quickly retrieving the Blood Elf Dagger he carried around with him, remaining motionless. The defensive capabilities of the Ice-sealing Throne was powerful, but he did not have the time to put it on.

Yang Ling was cautious, but after waiting for some time, he did not hear anything except for Sofia’s breathing within the villa. Observing the surroundings closely, he did not find any suspicious spots.

Could he have been too paranoid?

Yang Ling knit his brows as he slowly walked a few steps forward. Even though he could not find the source of danger, he could not shake that feeling of danger. The pagoda-shaped brand in the middle of his brows started throbbing gently.

A powerful enemy is not scary, what’s scary is an enemy in the shadows. That’s why assassins are so feared by many!

After a moment’s deliberation, Yang Ling thought of a way to lure out his opponent. He shook his head and put down the Blood Elf Dagger in his hand, pretending to have been overly paranoid, then walked quickly toward Sofia’s room. He feigned being unaware of his surroundings, but was taking note of everything around him in secret, closely sensing for ripples of energy in the air.

One step, two steps, three steps…

Just as he was about to step forward and knock on the door, a change suddenly occurred!

There was a large window in Sofia’s room, outside the window was a tall pine tree, merely a dozen steps away from the door of the room. After a weak silver glint flashed past, a white-haired elf wearing a dark green cloak appeared under the tree. She was holding a strange tyre-like weapon in his hand, its sharp edge gleaming with cold light.

“Hmph, Blade Formation!”

After letting out a cold grunt, the weapon in the hand of the female elf shook, releasing a concentrated rain of Wind Daggers. Her figure then flickered, instantly appearing behind Yang Ling!

Teleportation Magic?

In his alarm, Yang Ling tilted his body to quickly avoid the approaching Wind Daggers, then sliced sideways with his sharp Blood Elf Dagger, narrowly defending himself against the other party’s strange weapon. He then quickly retreated.

Fast, she’s too fast!

In terms of absolute speed, the white-haired elf was more than twice as fast as the Sword Emperor Elderweiss. Coupled with that strange weapon, her abilities were deep beyond comprehension.

“Hehe, your reaction is not slow. Unfortunately, your abilities are too weak. You are definitely not a match for the Star of the Champa, Ducasse!” Looking at the cautious Yang Ling, the white-haired elf let out a cold smile.

“Aunt Dora, stop fighting!” Just as the white-haired elf suddenly turn invisible, prepared to launch another surprise attack, the door of the room creaked open. Sofia spoke as she peeked out.

“Sofia…”

Looking at the red-eyed, dishevelled, haggard Sofia, Yang Ling spoke as he walked over. Unexpectedly, after taking a longing glance at him, Sofia shut the door, “Leave, leave, I don’t want to see you ever again!”

“Sofia, listen to me, back then…” Pushing on the unmoving door, then looking at the white-haired elf by the name of Dora, suddenly appearing at the side, Yang Ling did not know what to say in that moment.

He could not directly say that Yuna had been trying to dispel his poison by offering her precious virginity in front of an outsider, could he?

“Leave, I do not wish to see you, I don’t want to see you ever again!” A choked muffle came from within the room.

“Sofia, it is not what you imagine. Sofia, open the door, Sofia…” Looking at the white-haired elf not far away behind him, Yang Ling wanted desperately to kick this third wheel away. Unfortunately, Sofia called her ‘Aunt Dora’, which meant that their relationship must be special in some way. The thought of kicking her out stayed in his heart.

“Hmph, the human nobles are as crafty as a Siberian Snow Rabbit. All of them are Casanovas who forget who they are in their lust!” Seeing how Yang Ling had come uninvited, the white-haired elf had a cold expression, saying fiercely, “Sofia, what are you crying for? I’ve said this before, we might as well kill men like these!”

“Sneak Attack from the Shadows, die!” The white-haired elf became angrier the more she said, lifting her strange weapon as she arrived before Yang Ling in an instant.

“Aunt Doria, don’t, don’t…” Feeling a thick killing intent, Sofia became pale with shock. She summoned a dark green vine, tightly gripping onto the right hand of the white-haired elf, “Yang Ling, leave, leave, I do not want to see you ever again!”

Do not want to see me ever again?

Yang Ling shook his head when he saw that Sofia would not open the door no matter what, knowing that it was hard for him to untie the knot in her heart in a short amount of time.

“Sofia, actually, I have always kept a secret from you. My hometown is extremely far away from here. Perhaps, I can only have a chance to return when I reach divine level, or…”

Hearing the chokes in the room, Yang Ling deliberated for a moment before continuing, “Sofia, I’m leaving. I will be heading out to sea in a few days, to a faraway place in search of something I want. Perhaps, I will only be back in a few months, or maybe I would not be able to return for the rest of my life! I came back this time to say that I love you!”

There were some things that come be forced in this world, being too anxious might even have an opposite effect!

Yang Ling left quickly after shaking his head, completely oblivious to the shocked gaze of the white-haired elf, much less Sofia’s tear-covered face.

Coming out to train and only being allowed to return after reaching divine level, what kind of family is that?

Could Yang Ling be the fabled…

His words meant more to the white-haired elf than he intended. Hearing Yang Ling claim that he could only return home after reaching divine level, the white-haired elf shook in shock. As a Watcher from the Royal Elven Family, she knew about many secrets that an average person would not come into contact with. After deliberating for a moment, she sent a magical message back to the Royal Elven Family to inform them of the news.

After walking quickly out of the elf tribe, Yang Ling summoned the Unicorn. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to ride on the Unicorn and leave, a ripple appeared in the air as the white-haired elf Dora appeared before him.

“Young man, this is a piece of vellum Sofia wants you to have. Remember, release Antalya as soon as possible. Perhaps your future might be radiant, but as you are now, you are not a match for the Star of Champa Ducasse!” After stuffing the piece of vellum into Yang Ling’s hands, the white-haired elf teleported away, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

“Be careful of the Golden Giant Dragon. You must return safely after heading out to sea!”

There were not many words on the piece of vellum, but after looking at the exquisite handwriting and smelling the faint familiar fragrance on the paper, Yang Ling knew that he had not made a wasted trip!