Finley, on the other hand, looked at the small dragon with jealousy. He walked towards Lindsay and said, "Don't be fooled by his innocent appearance. He is not as naive as you think. Be careful. He might try to take advantage of you."
"It's none of your business. I'm willing to be taken advantage of. What is it to you?" Lindsay held the little dragon-shaped Duke in her arms, snuggling him close to her and brushing his head with her cheek. Finley's heart cracked at the sight.
Finley had nothing else to say but glare at Duke.
"Well, it's time for us to get up. We should continue our journey," Darren said.
There were only a dozen people left after the fight, and most of the cultivators at the low-level of the Star God Realm had been killed during the battle.
A hundred thousand kilometers away, Caleb was alone, searching for Darren amongst the waves of the rolling sea.
However, news reached him that Darren did not choose to take that route.
"Humph! How dare you kill the child of my clan?! I guarantee you, you will pay for your crime!" Caleb's eyes were murderous, and his expression was ice-cold.
He immediately changed his course, desperate to find Darren right away.
In the month that followed, Darren and his companions journeyed on without any breaks or pauses. They hadn't encountered any major obstacles, so they were quite relaxed.
"Sir, after we walk through this wild forest, we will reach the Ninth Precipitous Mountain."
At the present time, they were passing through an ancient forest.
"Well, let's speed up and try to get there as soon as possible. We do not want to risk another run-in with the members of the Xiling Clan."
"Okay."
Howl! Howl! Howl!
Just then, they heard several frightening roars. They did not seem to be very far away, and everyone suddenly felt on edge.
"Just ignore them," Darren said, motioning for the others to move on.
Bang!
Suddenly, a figure crashed into the ground in front of Darren.
Darren frowned and stepped forward to check who it was. It was a young man soaked in blood. His robes were tattered and there was a large star emblazoned on the cloth.
"It's... This is..." Wilson was shocked. He could not form proper sentences, and his face was deathly pale.
"Do you know him?" Darren asked, looking at Wilson.
"No, I do not, but the symbol on his robe... It tells me that he is a disciple of the Starry Sword Region," Wilson replied.
"Is he?" Darren looked at the man again. He didn't expect that they would come across the disciple of the Starry Sword Region.
"Go and treat his wounds," Darren ordered.
Someone immediately came up to the man and treated his wounds. A moment later, the man looked better. He slowly opened up his eyes.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice weak and shaky. He looked frightened and he was struggling to sit up.
"We saved you," Darren replied calmly. "What happened to you? Who hurt you?"
"It's none of your business. Leave me alone!" the man responded gruffly, ungrateful to Darren and his companions for their help.
"Take it easy. You're supposed to be my senior brother. Look here!"
Darren took out his own Starry Tower to show the man.
The man trembled all over upon seeing the Starry Tower. He struggled to stand up and bowed respectfully to it.
"I apologize. I do not deserve to be your senior. I am just an ordinary disciple of the Starry Sword Sect. It is nice to meet you, senior brother. Thank you for saving me." The man cupped his hands toward Darren respectfully.
"You don't have to be so polite to me. Although Lord Starry Sword has accepted me as a disciple, I haven't formally joined the sect," Darren said.
"Oh." The young man nodded. "I didn't expect to meet one of Lord Starry Sword's disciples here. By the way, why are you here in the Tussle Region?"
"It's a long story. I will tell you later. There are many things I need to ask you about as well. Now can you tell me why you got hurt?"
"Alas, we were ordered to kill a beast with divine pattern fragments, but the beast is far too strong. More than ten of us have been killed by it, and Miss Freda is off fighting with it right now," the young man said with a bitter smile.
"Show us where it is."
"I will take you to it! Please help us, senior brother!"
Without any more words, Darren took off with the young man.
Soon, Darren and his companions found themselves in a space that was completely decimated. Everything was in shambles, and the smell of rot and ruin pervaded the air. A beast covered in rods of lightning was chasing after a young girl. She looked exhausted and out of breath, as if she were about to pass out.
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