novelsite Chapter 389 Long Time No See, Orange Tree
Chapter 389 Long Time No See, Orange Tree
[Ding—The rule exemption has taken effect and is valid for 24 hours.]
[All penalties for the current group under Rule 3 of the Temple Walk will be temporarily disabled.]
The system notification sounded in his mind. Lin Feng let out a soft sigh of relief and turned to Vassim and Evelyn, saying:
"I have already activated the rule exemption, so I don't need to worry about being punished by this rule for the time being."
Wasim clenched his fist tightly: "Then, shall the three of us work together to pull her back to the wall?"
Lin Feng shook his head: "Physical methods can hardly counter magic—"
At this point, a glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes:
"Let magic defeat magic!"
As he spoke, he raised his hands and formed a strange hand seal in front of his chest, his five fingers slightly bent, and a faint golden light emanating from his fingertips.
Wild Summoning, activate!
"Adorable creatures roaming between dimensions, descend upon us according to an ancient covenant—"
He closed his eyes, his thoughts shooting like arrows into the void.
The surrounding air suddenly became quiet, and even the wind stopped.
The next second, the air in front of Lin Feng began to distort violently, as if an invisible hand had torn a rift in it.
First, a fluffy orange paw emerged, its pads pink and its toes slightly curled, exuding a lazy and contented air.
Immediately afterwards, a round, orange figure squeezed out from the crack—
Its plump body, glossy fur, and a pair of amber-colored round eyes half-closed, as if it had just been woken up from a deep sleep, with a face full of reluctance.
Its fluffy tail swished slowly behind it, the tip slightly upturned, carrying a hint of arrogance.
It's Yuanbao, the SS-level orange cat from the Mysterious School dungeon.
Evelyn and Wasim caught sight of that familiar orange, and their bodies stiffened, their expressions instantly shifting from wariness to utter shock—
They were also the ones who cleared the "Mysterious School" dungeon, and they had a deep impression of this chubby orange dog that was etched into their very bones.
If it weren't for the help of the SS-level orange cat Yuanbao, the four of them alone would have had no chance of defeating the ultimate boss, Lord of Laughter.
Yuanbao landed lightly, first stretching out a big yawn, then yawning, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.
After a while, it slowly raised its head, its amber round eyes half-closed, and lazily scanned Lin Feng, Evelyn, and Vassim.
Its previously languid gaze suddenly sharpened, clearly startled. It tilted its head slightly, carefully surveying its surroundings. Only after confirming it wasn't the familiar Qingqing Ghost School did it turn its gaze back to Lin Feng, its tone full of surprise:
"You brat, you've actually learned summoning magic?!"
Lin Feng smiled and nodded, his tone tinged with apology: "That's right. I'm sorry for summoning you without telling you."
Yuanbao slapped the ground behind him in annoyance: "You'd better have something important to do if you disturb my sleep!"
Lin Feng squatted down, reached out and rubbed Yuanbao's chubby chin, and lowered his voice to say:
"Yuanbao, have you seen that nun in black?"
Yuanbao looked in the direction Lin Feng was pointing. His amber pupils contracted slightly, his ears perked up, and the fur on his body seemed about to stand on end.
It clearly sensed the intense aura of death emanating from the Silent Sister.
Lin Feng quickly scratched the back of its ear reassuringly: "You don't need to fight. Go in front of her and bring her back to this side of the wall. Can you do that?"
Yuanbao tilted its head, seemingly processing Lin Feng's instructions, then slowly stood up, shook its fur, and walked leisurely to the feet of the Silent Nun with its orange figure like a small, moving flame.
It stopped, raised its head, and quietly looked at her with its amber eyes.
Then, a tremendous power suddenly erupted from its body.
The round, orange figure seemed to be swallowed by invisible flames, and began to expand rapidly.
The bones made a "crackling" sound, the spine bulged, and the limbs lengthened and thickened.
Its bushy tail grew thick and strong like a python's, every hair standing on end and gleaming with golden light.
In the blink of an eye, a colossal beast, comparable in size to a tiger, stood before the Silent Nun, its fur still bearing the markings of an orange cat.
But the tip of each hair was coated with a flowing golden halo, like gold melted by the setting sun, flowing slowly along the texture.
An oppressive force descended, an overwhelming, tangible power crushing everything in its path.
The air became heavy, breathing became difficult, as if an invisible hand was pressing down from above, trying to crush everything into dust.
Yuanbao looked down at the silent nun from its high position. There was no hostility in its amber vertical pupils, only a clear understanding that saw through everything, as if it could see through all her sins, pain and struggles at a glance.
It opened its mouth.
"Meow—woof."
The sound was deep and resonant, like the lingering echo of a bronze bell from a distant temple, its hum spreading through the air.
After calling out, Yuanbao slightly tilted its large head and gently raised its chin towards the base of the wall (where Lin Feng and the other two were standing).
It's as if it's saying: The past!
The silent nun, whose eyelids had been lowered the whole way, suddenly lifted them, and her eyes, which had been half-closed, widened to their maximum.
Her pupils reflected the golden light surging around Yuanbao, and the power that made her soul tremble.
Her lips trembled violently, her chapped lips opening and closing several times as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
For the first time, a clear, human-like expression appeared on her face.
That was shocking!
It wasn't fear of power—she was shocked by the texture of that power.
Pure and warm, without a trace of gloom, without a trace of karmic obstacles, without any of the distortions and filth of this world that she was familiar with.
That was the breath of "life" that she hadn't felt for a very long time since she became a nun of silence.
Her chest heaved violently, her breathing rapid and erratic, as if something inside her chest was struggling desperately.
Finally, her gaze shifted from Yuanbao to the three people waiting at the base of the wall—
Three pairs of eyes were fixed on her, without urging or pressuring her, simply waiting quietly.
A tear, without warning, slid down the corner of her eye, slowly trickling down her wrinkled cheek, hovering for a moment at her chin, before falling.
She closed her eyes.
I took a deep breath.
When she opened her eyes again, the resistance, the stubbornness, and the hard shell that had wrapped around her seemed to have been shattered from the inside by something.
Her gaze softened, became submissive, and resembled that of an utterly exhausted traveler who had finally let down all his defenses.
She turned around.
Walk towards the base of the wall.
Behind him, Yuanbao calmly withdrew the golden light emanating from his body.
Its size shrank, and in a few breaths, the once mighty golden beast disappeared, replaced by a round, seemingly harmless, chubby orange cat.
It yawned, scratched its ear with its hind leg, and then trotted to catch up with the Silent Nun.
She nimbly darted past her feet, leaped onto Lin Feng's shoulder, and landed steadily.