Chapter 402 - 322
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Even though Bian Shashaâs bodily changes werenât important, she worried about gaining weight, perhaps due to the innate love of beauty in women.
âWoman, this is giraffe meat for replenishment, perfect for the two of us.â
âYou?
Be careful not to get fat from eating too much.â Bian Shasha glared at the dark-skinned man.
Having spent time together, she was no longer afraid of him and flirted with him as if they were a married couple.
âThe giraffeâŚ
how is it?â
The dark-skinned man grinned at Bian Shashaâs glare, feeling very much at ease as if she were batting her eyelashes at him with unlimited charm.
In front of this woman, he felt like a lion, with even her feisty nature subdued in his embrace, a source of pride for a man.
âBe careful you donât eat yourself to death, too much and even a nosebleed could kill you!â
âHeh, Iâm replenishing my figure with a matching figure.â
The dark-skinned man not only grilled meat but also cooked a pot of meat soup, just as heâd mentioned beforeâeating a delicious meal, then going hunting.
Thatâs precisely where he planned to go, to the habitat of the giraffes.
He would gather there periodically, specifically to ambush those lone giraffes.
Encountering large herds was beyond his capabilitiesânot due to a lack of strength, but because these animals were poisonous.
While he possessed the ability to spit poison himself, he wasnât immune to all toxins.
It wasnât wise to fight poison with poison; his poison and the giraffeâs were antagonistic.
One slip-up and you might die in the Boundless Forest without even realizing it.
He didnât want to meet such an untimely end.
Nowadays, these joyful days were exactly what he needed, regardless of future retributions or potential bad luck.
What mattered was enjoying todayâs happiness, and in the solitary days within the Boundless Forest, as long as he was happy and free in the extended days of Cultivation.
The outside worldâs prosperity seemed unrelated to him, for he knew his own strength.
Maybe he could hold his own here, but outside he was nothing.
Bian Shasha seemed resigned, no longer resisting the man before her.
Perhaps like some other women, at first, she might have been fearful of unfamiliar men.
But onceâŚ
she accepted the marriage, like those who marry blindly, enduring it regardless of how the partner turned out.
Once Bian Shasha let go of her resistance, she began to cheer up.
Martial World daughters arenât that pretentious.
Though a prized daughter, as a cultivator, she wouldnât be dressed up for marriage like those sheltered daughters.
She, who had no relativesâ blessings, no dowry for her wedding, dreamed of marrying Prince Charming.
Once resigned, her heart opened up.
Bian Shasha treated this rich breakfast as a wedding feast, without bridal attire, and the man before her gave her nothing.
âLetâs go, itâs about time to go.â
After they had eaten their fill, the dark-skinned man declared, and the womanâs obedient demeanor was yet another sight to behold.
âMhmâ
Bian Shasha stood up, changed her clothes, and touched up her makeup, knowing she might encounter her sect members.
She didnât want to let others see her dejected appearance and be a subject of ridicule, thinking of taking out her Flying Artifact.
âFollow meâŚâ
The dark-skinned manâs attitude towards Bian Shasha seemed to have softened, showing a bit more care than before.
His behavior implied a nightâs partnership had made him cherish her.
Bian Shasha obediently nodded and let the dark-skinned man take her hand as they flew into the sky, still unaware of his name.
The man didnât seem to mind either, having never introduced himself to her.
They were like a matched pair; names were just a formality, and neither had introduced themselves to the other.
This was the most ludicrous couple, at least thatâs what Bian Shasha thought.
The man only called her âwoman,â and she dubbed him âbad man.â
From the clear skies into the sunâs high reach, they flew for a while, as if entering another space where only mist existed.
Forget sunshine; you couldnât even see a few yards ahead.
Bian Shasha had heard of this place and seen it on maps.
The foggy areas marked the location of her mission.
If this man hadnât brought her here, she never would have found it.
Unsure of her companionsâ whereabouts, she only heard the giraffesâ sounds and a voice calling âShasha.â
The dark-skinned man paused only briefly before starting their descent with Bian Shasha in tow.
âRoar, woman, you didnât expect this!
Your companions are here.â
The dark-skinned man found it amusing.
Those people tried to escape his grasp, only to end up here, right where he could find them again.
âWhat?
Theyâre here too?â Bian Shasha was taken aback, eager to see them yet reluctant for them to see her afterâŚ
she was too ashamed to face them.
It would be obvious to anyone; falling into a manâs clutches unless the man was noble, which was most unlikely.
The daughters of the Martial World might not take this seriously, but as a woman, she still hoped to meet her Prince Charming.
âYes, do you want to see them?
You wouldnât have guessed theyâd be bold enough to hunt giraffes here.â
âOh, are giraffes easy to hunt?â
âYouâre wrong to think that.
Not only are giraffes poisonous, but the most formidable ones have tier three poison.
How could your mediocre companions hunt giraffes?
Itâd be a miracle if they arenât killed by the herd.â