"Roar!" Jiang Chen also roared furiously, dense black qi spreading out from his body and coiling around him.
This aura made Lin Feng feel a chill in his heart.
Jiang Chen's not-so-large palm clenched into a fist, covered in armor, as terrifying power gathered and smashed toward Lin Feng's claws.
Clang!
It was as if metal had collided heavily. Sparks flew at the point of impact. Three of the five sharp claws on Lin Feng's fingers immediately shattered, while the remaining two pierced through Jiang Chen's armor but couldn't break his skin.
Under this heavy blow, Lin Feng felt as if the bones in his arm were about to snap.
Jiang Chen didn't give Lin Feng time to be shocked. Before the pain could ease, another fist came smashing down.
Lin Feng's pupils were filled with fear. Jiang Chen's fist wasn't particularly fast, nor particularly slow, but the terrifying force forced him to raise his fist to meet it.
Deafening collision sounds rang out continuously. Lin Feng couldn't dodge at all. One of his arms was already broken, with stark white bone piercing through, an extremely miserable sight.
Crack~ Crack…
Jiang Chen stopped. The frustration in his heart had finally been vented to some extent.
Both of Lin Feng's arms were broken, blood flowing nonstop. He lay on the ground, trembling and wailing in agony. He was only an eleven-year-old boy. Even if his mind was more mature than other boys his age, he couldn't endure such torment.
"You're a devil, you're not human." Watching Jiang Chen approach, Lin Feng trembled nonstop.
Jiang Chen drew near to Lin Feng. His armor receded, revealing his face. "If you want to blame someone, blame those few subordinates of yours for coming to provoke me."
His fingernail scraped across the other's throat. Holding back the temptation of the fresh blood, Jiang Chen stood up and walked toward Zhao Youyue.
Zhao Youyue lay limply on the ground. Though her figure couldn't yet compare to Hu Liena's, it was already extremely alluring. Her snow-white skin shimmered dreamily under the firelight, like lustrous white jade that made people instinctively feel tender affection. Now, finally having the chance to gaze at this woman properly, Jiang Chen's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken.
Seeing Jiang Chen staring at her body, Zhao Youyue couldn't help but feel shy. Her cheeks flushed, filled with boundless bashfulness.
"Um… little brother, could you help big sister get her clothes? Big sister has no strength left."
Jiang Chen was somewhat surprised. This Zhao Youyue was completely different from during the day. That arrogance, coldness, and disdain had all vanished. The gentle voice, the coquettish tone, the shy posture made him wonder if he had mistaken her for someone else.
"During the day when I wanted to join your team, didn't you treat me coldly? Why should I help you?" Jiang Chen sneered.
Zhao Youyue's shy expression froze for a moment. She quickly said, "Little brother, you misunderstood. I had my difficulties, too. A weak woman like me, if I don't act tough, how could I survive in this cruel camp?"
"Just help me, please. You saved big sister, so from now on, big sister will listen to whatever you say."
Zhao Youyue tried to sit up, but she fell back down powerlessly, writhing in pain.
Jiang Chen picked up the clothes from the ground and tossed them onto Zhao Youyue, though some alluring parts still proudly peeked out.
"Um… could you help me cover up a bit?" Zhao Youyue said in a tiny voice, her ears completely red.
Jiang Chen walked over, squatted down, and helped Zhao Youyue cover herself properly with the clothes.
He planned to first figure out exactly what it was about Zhao Youyue that attracted him, then decide how to deal with this woman.
Pfft!
A sharp dagger appeared in Zhao Youyue's hand, piercing through Jiang Chen's clothes and sinking in.
Where was that weak and powerless girl now?
She abruptly sat up, grabbed Jiang Chen's shoulder, and leaned her mouth close to his ear.
"Big sister thanks you. Thank you for saving me."
As she spoke, she pressed harder with her hand, but found the dagger could no longer go deeper. Her expression changed. She pulled it out and stabbed again with force.
Ding!
This time, it felt as if she had struck solid metal; there was no sensation of entering flesh at all.
She looked on in horror and discovered that at some point Jiang Chen's eyes had turned pitch black, and two sharp fangs made her inexplicably feel a chill in her heart.
"Big sister was just joking with you earlier." She forced a smile and tried to stand up and retreat.
At this moment, her heart was pounding wildly. She didn't understand why she couldn't pierce Jiang Chen's body. Thinking of Jiang Chen's strength that could beat Lin Feng to death with raw power, she felt a wave of dread.
Jiang Chen let out a low roar. Before Zhao Youyue could stand, he directly pounced and pinned her to the ground. His ferocious mouth opened wide, filling Zhao Youyue with terror.
"No!" She cried out in panic.
Immediately after, she felt a pain in her neck. Jiang Chen was already pressed tightly against it. The blood in her entire body began surging toward her neck, being gulped down by Jiang Chen in large mouthfuls.
Zhao Youyue's heart was filled with boundless fear. This child was actually drinking her blood voraciously!
Drinking human blood! Was this still a person? Her courage was nearly shattered from fright.
She tried to muster her soul power to resist, but discovered she seemed to have been poisoned and couldn't move at all. She could only watch helplessly as her blood flowed into this demonic child's mouth.
As her blood drained rapidly, Zhao Youyue felt her body growing cold, yet her mind became clearer and clearer. Fear was magnified infinitely.
"What did I do wrong? I only wanted to kill a six-year-old child… Isn't that what Daddy taught me from the start? Was it wrong…?"
Tears slid down her cheeks. Zhao Youyue felt utterly lost.
Finally, Jiang Chen stopped and released Zhao Youyue.
That smooth skin, the superb texture, the blood several times sweeter than Jing Wuming's—it made him somewhat reluctant to stop. If he hadn't needed to keep this woman for some use, he might have almost drained her dry.
Looking at Zhao Youyue lying there in a daze, Jiang Chen knew that Zhao Youyue's strength was weaker than his. If nothing unexpected happened, this woman would become his second subordinate. In this camp, having a subordinate wasn't a bad thing.
Of course, only if Zhao Youyue had value. If she had no value, he'd rather not have such a subordinate.
He lifted her clothes to check his abdomen. Zhao Youyue's first strike had pierced his skin, but couldn't go any deeper. Later, after he revealed his zombie form, that dagger could no longer harm him.
Now, the pierced wound had already healed, leaving no trace.
His mind had also received Zhao Youyue's memories. He already guessed what it was that attracted him.
Zhao Youyue's family's inherited martial soul was the Moon. Perhaps that was the reason.
Whether it truly was would require testing to confirm.
A moment later, Jiang Chen revealed a smile.
It worked. He could feel a soul-level connection forming between himself and Zhao Youyue, growing tighter and tighter.
Not long after, Zhao Youyue crawled up and knelt before Jiang Chen.
"Please forgive Youyue's offense, Master." Her expression was extremely respectful, yet filled with fear.
Jiang Chen turned, picked up her clothes, and tossed them over. "Put your clothes on first."
Zhao Youyue's pretty face flushed red. She quickly turned away.
Even Jiang Chen's deliberately stern face reddened a little. Suddenly, he felt somewhat fortunate, fortunate that he was still just a child.
Otherwise, in this situation, he was afraid he would have embarrassed himself.