Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 223 - 164: The Scene from the Dream and the Silver-Haired, Winged Man

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Chapter 223: Chapter 164: The Scene from the Dream and the Silver-Haired, Winged Man

Broad, strong shoulders; powerful arms; a lean, formidable waist. Every part of the man’s body oozed with raw power and desire.

But perched atop it all was a pair of tall wolf ears and a fluffy tail that made you want to ruffle it nonstop.

"Hurry and dry yourself off. You’re getting the carpet wet." An Jin’s gaze left his body. Clearing her throat, she tossed him a large, dry towel.

Ling Hong caught the dry towel and casually draped it over his broad shoulders. His eyes fell on An Jin’s face, a hint of a smile touching his lips.

He was just about to say something.

When several bestial howls suddenly rang out from outside.

"ROAR—!!"

’Run! The Demon Beasts have broken in! They’re inside the city!’

Ling Hong’s expression changed drastically. He scooped An Jin up from the bed, blankets and all, and stared intently at the commotion outside the window.

"...What’s happening?"

Although An Jin couldn’t understand the beast tongue, she could hear the panic in the continuous howls from outside. Her spiritual power couldn’t cover the entire city yet. She only heard Ling Hong grit his teeth and say in a low voice, "Those damned Demon Beasts have broken in!"

"How did they get through such high city walls?!" An Jin exclaimed in alarm, her face turning pale.

Ling Hong shook his head. He didn’t know either, but the situation was urgent. He had to find a safe place for the female in his arms first.

He charged into the curtain of rain with An Jin, encountering other fleeing Beastmen. They all brought their females to the most hidden cave in the back mountains.

After settling the females, the male Beastmen charged back into the rain to fight the invading Demon Beasts.

An Jin hid in the damp, muddy cave with numerous other trembling females. They couldn’t see the slaughter outside, but their nerves were stretched taut.

Chi Li and five or six other Witch Doctors stayed behind to look after them.

The cave was filled with oppressively damp air, thick with the suffocating scent of wet decay. A single breath was deeply uncomfortable.

An Jin kept her head down in silence, but she subtly pricked up her ears. The sounds of intense fighting outside the cave were gradually fading.

’I don’t know where Ling Hong and the others have run off to. They’ve probably lured the Demon Beasts away to protect us, fighting a bloody battle somewhere else.’

The stone cave that sheltered them was filled with a dampness from the downpour that made one’s skin itch and feel uncomfortable all over.

Some of the females were groaning and complaining, while others sobbed quietly. An aura of despair covered them all.

As females who were always the center of attention, they had been pampered and spoiled since childhood. After finding mates, they were meticulously cared for, shielded from any hardship. When had they ever been terrified by such a gruesome scene?

"Awoo..." Even the usually mischievous cubs hung their heads. Tears welled in their round, animal-like eyes as they curled up beside their mothers, letting out soft whimpers.

They were no longer newborn cubs; they could feel fear, too—the fear that they and their parents would die in this catastrophe.

Clutching her animal-skin skirt, Lin Xixue glanced nervously outside, terrified a fearsome Demon Beast would suddenly burst in. The dead, sorrowful atmosphere in the cave only made her more afraid.

"Look at all of you with your long faces, it’s so ugly. Getting so scared by the Demon Beasts that you look like this."

’She wanted to make some noise to make herself less afraid.’

"And you, Chi Li! Get over here and check on me. I don’t feel well!"

Lin Xixue stuck out her large belly and began to deliberately order Chi Li around.

"In a moment."

Chi Li had no time for her. He was focused on treating another injured female, his handsome features exuding a cool indifference.

Lin Xixue’s gaze fell on the other female’s flat, empty stomach. She snorted in disdain and whined, "I’m a female carrying a cub. As the Great Witch Doctor, you should treat me first! Think of the loss if something were to happen!"

Lin Xixue couldn’t hold back any longer. She truly felt she was a cut above these flat-bellied women, and Chi Li’s dismissive, placid attitude only fueled her dissatisfaction.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Lin Xixue puffed out her stomach even more proudly. She felt no shame at being the center of attention; on the contrary, it made her even more arrogant.

"I really don’t feel well. Can’t you hurry up and treat me? Your attitude toward me wasn’t like this back then!" She glared at Chi Li, her eyes red at the corners as if she had been greatly wronged.

Chi Li turned his head, stood up, and gave her a cold look. In the end, annoyed beyond measure, he had no choice but to go treat her first.

"You’re so amazing, becoming a Witch Doctor at such a young age. If only I had an outstanding mate like you..." Lin Xixue deliberately softened her body, trying to use the opportunity to rub against him.

’No man could refuse the praise and admiration of a beautiful woman.’

’In recent years, Lin Xixue had learned to read the minds of males perfectly. Stringing them along was second nature to her.’

’Besides, she was pregnant now. In the eyes of these Beastmen, she was the perfect female with strong fertility. It was impossible for Chi Li not to have a favorable impression of her.’

But the young man sidestepped her. She cried out, nearly falling to the ground, so angry she almost cursed at him.

"You—"

But looking at the young man’s handsome, captivating face, she couldn’t bring herself to curse.

Chi Li subconsciously glanced at An Jin, hoping to see some kind of emotion on her face, but to his disappointment, there was none.

An Jin finished counting the people in the cave, then abruptly stood up to leave. "There aren’t enough females here. I’m going to check the surrounding area. There might still be females and cubs who haven’t been brought over!"

"It’s dangerous outside—" Chi Li had no time to stop An Jin before her figure vanished into the curtain of rain.

...

Shielding her forehead with her arm, An Jin struggled forward against the whipping wind and rain, looking up at the dim, violent world.

Yellow sand filled the sky, rain poured in sheets, thunder rolled, and the storm raged...

Everything felt like the end of the world, filling one with despair and sorrow.

Along the way, she found quite a few scattered females and cubs fleeing the disaster.

She led them toward the cave to take shelter.

She went back and forth, again and again.

Using her outwardly projected spiritual power, An Jin discovered a dark, hidden breach that had been smashed into a section of the high city wall not far away. The Demon Beasts were frantically pouring into the city through the opening.

’So that’s how the Demon Beasts got into the city! If I can just block this breach, the city can be saved!’

An Jin wanted to find Ling Hong and the others.

Just as she turned to run, a nearby Demon Beast spotted her. It charged, snapping its jaws wildly, its ferocious, blood-red eyes reflecting the terror on her face.

"SQUELCH—"

Blood splattered across her face. In her eyes, the reflection of another figure—white as snow, familiar yet strange—appeared.

In that instant.

The scene from her dream suddenly overlapped with reality.

A silver-haired, winged man hovered in midair, a materialized transparent blade in his hand. He thrust it into the massive body of the Demon Beast, which collapsed with a crash. Blood streamed across the rain-washed ground.

He wore a Charming Purple Cloak that seemed to be woven from precious Shark Sha, with mysterious patterns inscribed upon it. His face couldn’t be seen clearly; only a pale, elegant jawline and a few strands of silver hair were visible.

His posture was impeccably straight and magnificent. The hem of his cloak danced wildly in the wind. He was like the bright, clear moon—transcendently cold, ethereal, and utterly unreachable.

A pair of large, slender white wings unfurled from the silver-haired man’s back, like those of a holy, elegant angel. A transparent barrier seemed to surround him, warding off the torrential storm.