Emperor Qingâs Relics!
Feeling the dangerous aura approaching from behind, White Mitchell didnât allow himself to panic.
However, the mysterious woman lying on his back couldnât retain her composure, shouting in desperation.
âHurry, run! I think I can feel its snake-head right behind my head, run, fasterâ¦â The mysterious woman broke into a panic, her tears nearly falling.
In response, White Mitchell replied impatiently, âI would if I could! But this is my top speed already. Do you think Iâm a donkey that can run faster with a couple of whip lashes?â
âWuuâ¦Please, run! I made a mistake, please, goâ¦â the mysterious woman pleaded, sobbingly.
White Mitchell stopped talking, focused intently on the direction ahead, and ran straight through the gap between two towering trees, carrying the mysterious woman on his back.
The trunks of these two towering trees were almost a hundred meters in diameter, looking tremendously sturdy.
More importantly, the gap between these two towering trees was not too wide. It would pose no problem for humans, but the snake-shaped beast, with its huge size, would definitely not get through.
But, the snake-shaped beast probably wouldnât be that easy to trick.
After all, it was a highly intelligent spiritual beast. Its intelligence could clearly be seen from the fact that it was able to bring down the mysterious woman, a beast tamer.
âI must find a way to trick it!â White Mitchell pondered for a moment, then suddenly began to slow down, giving off a sense of exhaustion.
Seeing this, the snake-shaped beast kicked up its speed a notch.
The snake-shaped beast felt it, and of course, the mysterious woman on White Mitchellâs back felt it too.
In that moment, she spiralled into deeper panic.
âHow can you be so useless? You canât even run this little distance?â The mysterious woman shouted loudly. In her urgency, she took on an almost lady-like demeanor.
White Mitchell didnât indulge her. He simply replied, âOkay then, how about I put you down now? Iâll be faster like that.â
Whoosh!
Hearing this, the mysterious woman immediately shut her mouth.
This was no joke. If she were to be left behind by White Mitchell now, there was only one outcome â certain death!
Now that the mysterious woman had finally calmed down, White Mitchell continued his strategy, using her as bait to lead on the snake-shaped beast.
Every time the snake-shaped beast almost caught up, White Mitchell would find the strength to pull ahead.
However, this was not an easy task for the mysterious woman.
After all, the snake-shaped beastâs tongue had licked her back several times, nearly scaring her out of her wits.
âYouâre doing this on purpose, arenât you? Youâre doing this on purpose! Wuuâ¦youâre a jerk, a big jerk. I even gave you the spiritual medicine, you big jerk!!!â The mysterious woman shouted.
White Mitchell rolled his eyes and ignored her. He then suddenly increased his speed.
In a moment, White Mitchell shot forward like an arrow leaving a bow, running as fast as he possibly could.
But, he couldnât maintain this speed forever.
Thus, he had only one chance!
It all depended on whether the snake-shaped beast would fall for his ruse!
If it didnât, White Mitchell would probably drain and die before he could reach the valley.
It was a matter of life or death!