Chapter 2: Lone Battle Against the Tusker Boar
“Let’s go. I was probably just hungry earlier; some food will fix that!” Wei Zi shifted the topic, trying to divert Zhou Xiaoya’s attention.
However, Wei Zi’s changing complexion made her look worse than before, which only increased Zhou Xiaoya’s concern.
“It’s alright. Let’s go back and check. What if the Mystic Core has really awakened?” Zhou Xiaoya said gently, grabbing Wei Zi’s arm. “And if there’s a reaction this soon, it might mean great talent! Who knows what kind of mystic arts might emerge?”
“Hey, can you stop wasting time? You two go if you want, but I’m not coming. I didn’t eat anything before the awakening injection, and I’m starving now after all this trouble. Wang Ling, let’s go!” Jin Xue’er grabbed Wang Ling’s arm and pulled him forward impatiently.
“No one told you to come. Just go!” Zhou Xiaoya’s voice was soft, but her tone was firm. Her round eyes glared at Jin Xue’er with clear disdain. This girl was the kind who seemed gentle on the outside but was tough inside.
Suddenly, a prolonged alarm blared, abruptly interrupting the quarrel among the young people and startling them all.
“Beep beep beep! Warning: A Grade G3 Wild Beast has appeared in District D8. Danger level F. Residents on the streets are advised to evacuate immediately!”
“Beep beep beep! Warning: A Grade G3 Wild Beast has appeared in District D8…”
“Beep beep beep…”
All four crystal communicators emitted the alarm.
“Are you kidding me? Wild beasts can get into the city now? Burrowing ones? What is the military doing?” Wang Ling shouted angrily, but the calmness had vanished from his face, replaced by a trace of panic. His curses were likely just to mask his fear.
“Ah, this location… it seems to be the Mystic Arts Institute!” Zhou Xiaoya looked at the rising screen on her wrist, displaying the map of District D8 with red danger points spreading outward in ripples.
The three immediately stiffened, their faces draining of color.
Wild beasts were humanity’s natural enemies, possessing immense strength and mysterious abilities. Even a Grade A wild beast could destroy a city in an instant. Though a Grade G3 wild beast was relatively weak, to young novices fresh from the elementary enlightenment academy, it was lethal.
Wild beasts always threatened human lives, but this was the imperial capital of the Hua Tian Kingdom, protected by the strongest defenses. How could wild beasts possibly invade?
At first, Wang Ling was scared but secretly believed these beasts wouldn’t threaten them, since the capital housed many mystic practitioners.
But he hadn’t expected danger to be so close—the Mystic Arts Institute was exactly where they had just come from.
“Run! What are you standing there for?” Wei Zi yanked Zhou Xiaoya and started sprinting desperately.
They took a shortcut through an alley to reach the main road and catch a public vehicle, but there was nowhere to hide.
The ground began to tremble violently, as if a massive creature was charging.
A chilling roar intensified their terror.
“Ah!!!” Jin Xue’er screamed sharply, as if death’s threat had unleashed her potential. Wearing stiletto heels, she sprinted wildly, astonishingly overtaking Wei Zi and Zhou Xiaoya in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, Wang Ling panicked even more, shoving Wei Zi and Zhou Xiaoya aside to run on his own.
Wei Zi reacted swiftly. Though staggered, she remained steady, but Zhou Xiaoya wasn’t so lucky—she was pushed into a wall, scraping her knees and wrists.
“Xiaoya!” Wei Zi hurried over to help her up, eyes hardening as she saw the wounds.
“Wang Ling, you’re despicable!”
Wild beasts were extremely sensitive to blood. Within a hundred meters, any blood scent would attract them.
Zhou Xiaoya’s face turned pale, looking worse than Wei Zi. “A Zi, you go first! Hurry, run!”
“Nonsense! The wild beast hasn’t even arrived yet!” Wei Zi grabbed Zhou Xiaoya despite the pain from the collision. The injuries were superficial; Zhou Xiaoya could still hold on.
Wei Zi pulled her along, passing a pile of discarded construction materials and snatching up a steel rod over a meter long as they ran.
Outside the alley, the sun shone brightly, but inside it was shrouded in shadow, like a realm of darkness. The ground’s shaking grew more intense, like an earthquake, dizzying them. They were so close, just a bit further, and they could escape.
Perhaps fate was cruel—drawn by the blood scent, a wild beast charged into the alley after them.
“Go!” Wei Zi suddenly flung Zhou Xiaoya forward with all her strength, pushing her out into the sunlight.
Turning, she fixed her gaze on the rapidly approaching beast.
Clutching the steel rod tightly, her knuckles white from exertion.
The wild beast was a Grade G3 tusked wild boar, fierce and powerful, standing two meters tall and about a meter and a third wide, three meters in length—a colossal figure to human eyes.
Most terrifying was the overwhelming pressure it exuded; no one dared confront such a raging monster.
But to Wei Zi, this beast was truly nothing.
“Wei Zi, come back!!” Zhou Xiaoya shouted from behind, but having been thrown out and now with a twisted ankle, she felt death creeping near.
Wei Zi was unstoppable; she would die!
Yet her silhouette stood tall and unwavering, showing no sign of retreat.
If she couldn’t stop Wei Zi, she would die too.
Then they might as well die together. Zhou Xiaoya no longer wished to move or fight for the rare chance of escape.
The tusked wild boar charged madly, but Wei Zi refused to stand still.
She began to run, her long hair streaming horizontally in the wind. The steel rod in her hands was shrouded in a mist of icy frost as the tiny ice Mystic Core she had just awakened, smaller than a sesame seed, unleashed its energy.
The gap between them closed rapidly. When only two meters remained—close enough for the boar’s tusks to pierce her—Wei Zi shifted her stance, stepping onto the wall and floating, her body parallel to the ground.
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