Lord of the Universe

Ch.6 -

Wang Chen fled from Wang Tu City together with Qiao Yue. They ran without stopping until they were far enough away, only then did they halt to rest and catch their breath.

Wang Chen himself still had plenty of stamina, but not Qiao Yue. She was an ordinary household girl who had never done any physical training, so running nonstop like this was naturally exhausting for her. Wang Chen understood that.

“Young master, what exactly is happening in Wang Tu City? Who is attacking the city?” Qiao Yue finally asked the question that had been troubling her from the beginning.

“A massive wave of beast hordes, and there’s a high chance Wang Tu City won’t survive,” Wang Chen said, clenching his fists.

“But the Patriarch is there. He’s a very powerful cultivator, so Wang Tu City will definitely be fine.”

“Yes, I hope so too.”

Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the surroundings. Wang Chen immediately stepped in front of Qiao Yue and drew his sword.

“Xiao Yue, stay behind me. Don’t go anywhere!” Wang Chen’s gaze locked onto the darkness ahead.

Qiao Yue nodded, fear clearly visible on her face after hearing that sound.

Wang Chen picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the bushes ahead. At once, a roar rang out as a tiger leapt from the foliage.

Without hesitation, Wang Chen rushed forward. The tiger pounced, aiming straight for his head.

Wang Chen slid forward, letting the tiger soar over him. In the same motion, he thrust his sword upward, ripping open the beast’s belly. The tiger crashed to the ground, its entrails spilling out.

It let out a painful whimper, struggling to rise. Wang Chen immediately slashed its neck, ending its life.

“There shouldn’t be any beast activity around here. The Wang Family’s forces already cleared this area… so this tiger—”

Before Wang Chen could finish his thought, the howls of wolves echoed through the forest.

“Damn it!” Wang Chen moved quickly, kneeling with his back to Qiao Yue. “Xiao Yue, get on my back! We need to move fast!”

Qiao Yue didn’t protest and climbed on immediately. Carrying her on his back, Wang Chen sprinted along a narrow path.

Sounds continued to echo from within the bushes. Soon, Wang Chen could see vegetation on both sides shaking violently. He stopped and gently set Qiao Yue down.

“Young master…” Qiao Yue stood behind him.

“Don’t worry. Just stay behind me,” Wang Chen said calmly, his eyes fixed on the moving bushes.

A wolf leapt out from the side. Wang Chen cut it down instantly. More wolves emerged, and the battle began.

Within minutes, Wang Chen managed to kill all of them. However, the victory was not without cost—deep claw marks marred his left arm.

“Young master, you’re bleeding!” Qiao Yue rushed to his side.

“It’s nothing. What matters is that we keep moving,” Wang Chen said, not paying the wound much attention.

“But the blood won’t stop. If you keep running like this, you’ll lose even more blood!” Qiao Yue tore off the lower part of her long skirt and used it to bind the wound on his arm.

“Thank you,” Wang Chen said with a simple smile.

“This time, I’ll run on my own. You don’t need to carry me,” Qiao Yue said. She was no longer exhausted, and she was worried about Wang Chen, who had been fighting and running nonstop.

If he carried her again, it would only drain his stamina even further.

And so they ran together, Wang Chen holding Qiao Yue’s hand tightly.

More beasts continued to chase them. Wang Chen killed every one that came close. He was exhausted and covered in wounds, but his will was stronger than ever, forcing him to keep moving.

If the beasts had been anything other than ordinary wild animals—or if Wang Chen hadn’t been armed—he would have died long ago.

Qiao Yue held back her tears as she looked at Wang Chen’s injuries, though tears still slipped down her cheeks. She kept bandaging his wounds until her skirt was completely torn apart. Fortunately, she was still wearing trousers underneath, so it wasn’t an issue.

They continued running, but it seemed their escape had come to an end.

Wang Chen stopped abruptly when he saw a cliff ahead. It was so deep that its bottom couldn’t be seen, swallowed entirely by darkness.

“Damn it!” Wang Chen cursed under his breath as he stepped in front of Qiao Yue. At the same time, dozens of beasts emerged from the bushes and trees behind them.

Bears, tigers, and lions—all of them fixed their gazes on Wang Chen, growling as they advanced slowly.

Wang Chen regulated his breathing. He was truly at his limit.

“They’re all targeting me. In a situation like this, they should be attacking each other instead. Who’s controlling them?!” Wang Chen remained fully alert.

“Well, I didn’t expect you to make it this far. Truly beyond my expectations—especially since neither of you has any cultivation.”

A woman’s voice suddenly rang out from above.

Wang Chen and Qiao Yue looked up to see a woman slowly descending from the sky. She was beautiful, dressed in purple robes, wearing a gentle smile. Yet her eyes were like those of a predator staring at its prey.