Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 333 A Period Of Getting Calmed Down (Part One)

With a heavy head and a broken heart, Darren fleeted away in distress. His entire being, credibility as a warrior, and loyalty as a lover, all of which sank as if they were flushed into an endless abyss. He couldn't help but feel violated and abused in a way.

This whole thing happened completely beyond his expectations. Elsa looked terribly sad when she flew away after seeing him naked with Hailey. Her woeful yet radiant and innocent face tortured his heart whenever the thought of her lingered in his mind. The sadness that he was enduring right now was immense. But what could he do? He let everything happen because he was given no other options.

As he was determined to dismiss the nightmare off his head, Darren dashed forward like a furious bell. Since the witcher was dead, the restriction spell over the vast land of wilderness lessened. Thus, the furious warrior had all the freedom to fly at the fastest speed he could. He was able to fly out of the area after a couple of deep breaths.

Yet, no matter how fast he went, he flew in the air like a stray bird. He had no idea where he should go. A sense of hollowness had taken control of his heart as well as his mind that he couldn't think clearly at the moment.

Suddenly, after a few moments of thinking hard, an idea struck him. "Why can't I go and hide in the Ancient Void Battlefield for a while?" thought Darren to himself. Thinking of that as an advantage for him, he channeled all his strength and initiated his spiritual sense to open the entrance of the Ancient Void Battlefield. As for Elsa, Darren knew there was nothing he could do to regain her trust. What he had done to her was unforgivable. The distressed warrior had to wait, and maybe then, time could heal her wounded heart and ease the bad memories away. Then, perhaps, he could find an opportunity to explain what really happened.

"Aha! Darren, it's you! Why do you come here? Does any danger befall on you in the outside world?" asked Finley as he sensed that someone entered the Ancient Void Battlefield. He immediately flew to check and was surprised to see that it was Darren.

"No. I just came to have a look here. How was the kid?" asked Darren in a low spirit while looking at Finley.

"Not bad. He is practicing some skills, and destroyed a couple of mountains from time to time, especially when the going got not that smooth. Nothing unusual about him,” said Finley in a measured tone.

"That's good. Where is the naughty beast?" enquired Darren as the Water Kylin didn't show up. That was strange as the beast always welcomed Darren like a puppy whenever he came here. The mischievous creature did that to make use of every opportunity to ask Darren to take him out to the outside world for adventures.

"Why not check his whereabouts yourself?" replied Finley with a weird smile on his face. He knew that Darren would not be pleased to know, thus he did not want to be the one to break the news to him.

Hearing that, Darren soon understood that the Water Kylin must have made some trouble again. So he, as the controller of the Ancient Void Battlefield, initiated the force of control to have a view of the whole area of the Ancient Void Battlefield and saw every corner of this field.

To his astonishment, he saw that the Water Kylin was hung upside down on the top of an ancient tree. The major part of his skin was peeled off to reveal the bloody flesh on the lower part of his body. Blood dripped down to the ground and dyed it scarlet red. The divine beast looked like a wild dog for sale, the peeling of which had been half done.

"What a bloody punishment, Finley. How could you do such a cruel thing to him?" pressed Darren as he was not in a good mood. All the while, he thought that the Water Kylin was hiding because he did something wrong. The unexpected bloody scene of the Water Kylin added to his fury. He could not help but scold Finley aloud with anger.

"No, Darren. You cannot blame this on me. I did nothing. I know something in the outside world must be troubling you. But you cannot vent your fury on me,” said Finley with an innocent expression. He didn't deserve to be blamed for something he had not done.

"Then who would do this to the beast except for you and the kid? He's almost dying!" The wounds on the Water Kylin were so horrible that Darren felt the creeps on his skin just by watching them. "No, Darren. In addition to the kid and me, there is another one who can also inflict such harm and even kill the beast,” spoke Finley to Darren with a meaningful smile while looking at the latter with a mischievous expression.

"Stop talking nonsense to me, Finley. Tell me what all this is about!" roared Darren. He had grown out of patience. He did not fancy being played around by Finley. Especially now that he was not in a good mood.

"Alas! You got pissed off, Darren? Okay, okay. I tell you. The one that I am talking about that can harm the Water Kylin is, of course, himself. The naughty beast got a whim one day. He said he's going to take a fundamental change both within and without. So he tore his skin apart,” said Finley with an exaggerated gesture as he could not help himself from laughing for such a ridiculous idea. "What? Why would he do that?" Unable to believe what he had heard, Darren rolled his eyes upon hearing Finley's words. He then sank into silence and headed toward a direction aimlessly. He didn't know where he would go. He just wanted to walk away and have some time alone.

"Darren? What's the matter with you? You seem so weird today, like a ghost without soul!" shouted out Finley as he saw Darren scamper away. Yet, his smile froze on his face as soon as he realized that he was the only one laughing. Darren seemed to feel nothing about the Water Kylin's absurd idea. He looked at Darren's back in embarrassment and mumbled with confusion.

Being left alone, Finley wandered. He had met a bottleneck on his way to work out his cultivation base, so he could do nothing to improve his martial skills any further. Since the dying Water Kylin needed some time to recover, he had no one in his company. Finley felt extremely bored. He pondered for a moment and decided not to bother Darren at this moment. So he leaped toward another direction. The next moment, he found himself standing in front of the Water Kylin. Looking at the stupid beast covered in blood, Finley could not help but burst into a wild fit of laughter. "Stop laughing at me, you idiot! I'll smash your face and tear apart your lips after I finish this process of transformation ten years later!" arrogantly shouted the Water Kylin in spite of being physically weak at the moment.

"Smash my face and tear apart my lips? Just look at yourself, dude! Be gentle to me, or I'll slap you without mercy!" Saying that, Finley disappeared for a while. When he reappeared, with him was a handful of fine white sands cupped in his hands.

"Do you know what this is, dude? These fine grains are sea salt left in the Dead Sea from the Last Age. It will bring you a fantastic scorching feeling when I sprinkle them on your flesh. I think it is much more unbearable than the most advanced Flame Intent. What about have a try of it, dude?" Though he was still suggesting it, Finley already sprinkled the salt on the Water Kylin's bare flesh before he had an opportunity to reject. In response, the Water Kylin's flesh hissed immediately as the salt fell on it.