Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 596 I am a Rabbit-Eared Clan 14

But You's left forepaw did not miss!

The claws no longer displayed tiny arcs of electricity, but instead condensed into three leaping, crackling blue-purple lightning whips!

They weren't completely attached to the tips of his claws, but rather extended out as if they were alive, and were fiercely "swung" at the several lizards surrounding him!

"Snap! Snap! Sizzle—!"

The thunderous whip lashed solidly across the scaly backs and hind legs of the sand-digging lizards!

The sturdy scales shattered and charred instantly, like fragile shards of pottery struck by a sledgehammer!

A violent current surged wildly into his body through the wound!

Instantly, blinding lightning exploded on their bodies, leaping like ignited blue flames!

The sand-digging lizard that was struck let out a miserable, twisted wail, as if it had been hit by an invisible giant hammer. Its body convulsed and stiffened violently, and it was thrown backward by the force of the blow. It rolled and convulsed wildly on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong stench of burning flesh!

In an instant, lightning crackled wildly around You, its blue-purple light flashing with a destructive luster in the dim wilderness. The oppressive force of thunder, mixed with the scorching heat, created an absolute death zone!

The few remaining sand lizards watched their companions turn into charred remains, and their cold, vertical pupils were filled with pure, overwhelming fear!

They dared not linger any longer, hissing in fear, turning around like stray dogs, dragging their wounded bodies, tumbling and crawling away towards the distant undulating sand dunes, quickly disappearing below the horizon.

The wilderness returned to peace.

Only the breeze carrying the scorching ashes and acrid smell of burning earth, along with the few smoldering lizard corpses on the ground, testified to the brutal massacre that had just erupted in a flash.

The lightning that had been crackling around You slowly extinguished and subsided. He breathed heavily, each breath releasing hot air with tiny sparks of electricity. His strong body rose and fell slightly, his muscles still trembling from the aftershocks of his power.

The blood beads seeping from the scratches on the front paws were not noticeable on the black fur, but the faint smell of blood in the air and the few small scratches left by the lizard's sharp claws that had almost pierced the skin reminded people that the danger they had just faced was not without its consequences.

He turned his deep, cold blue eyes and quickly scanned his surroundings. After confirming that there was no longer any threat, his gaze finally settled on his back.

"Yun Chu?" His voice was hoarse from the battle and carried a barely perceptible tension.

Yun Chu clung tightly to his mane, her face pale and her chest heaving violently. She was clearly stunned by the violent and dazzling lightning, the ear-piercing energy explosion, and the gruesome scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere in an instant.

It was not just power, but a destructive shock that directly impacted the senses and the depths of the nervous system.

"...I'm fine." She took a few deep breaths of the acrid air, trying to calm her turbulent emotions, her voice tight, "They...they've all run away, or they're dead."

You seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

He stuck out his scarlet tongue and carefully licked away the dust and a barely noticeable trace of blood around his nose and eyes.

His massive body stood silently in the wilderness wind with a rock-solid stability, with only occasional tiny sparks of electricity flickering deep within his thick fur, like embers about to go out.

The power of thunder finally revealed its ferocious fangs on this cruel wilderness, clearing away the immediate threat, but also leaving behind a deeper and more chilling silence in this desolate place.

The wind in the wilderness seemed to finally be able to disperse some of the pungent, acrid smell.

Once he was sure it was safe, You's massive body slowly relaxed, shifting from a tense fighting stance to a slightly weary prone position. The subtle tremors of his muscle fibers could still be felt beneath his thick fur, the aftershocks of a brief, violent outburst that had slowly subsided.

Yun Chu took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and pressed her claws against his neck. She could feel the surging power within him rapidly cooling down and constricting, with only a few faint blue lights flashing like fireflies deep within his hair roots.

The air was filled not only with the smell of burnt and blood, but also with a peculiar scent, as if the air had been purified by lightning, slightly astringent yet cool after the heat.

“These…” Yun Chu’s gaze swept over the charred and smoking lizard corpses on the ground, as well as the headless mutilated body whose head had been blown off by lightning, a complex look flashing in her eyes.

These were predators of the wilderness, but just now, that was also the end of their lives.

More importantly, the sand lizard's tough armor, bones, and even its energy-rich flesh can be valuable resources if handled properly.

Without further hesitation, she moved her fingertips slightly, and a soft halo of light, rippling with spatial energy, gently enveloped the corpses.

Like phantoms on the sand dunes being erased by an invisible eraser, one after another, broken or charred lizard corpses disappeared from their original spots, leaving only traces of battle and a stronger smell of burning on the ground.

The wind whipped up sand and dust, quickly beginning to cover up the scorched marks.

After dealing with the battlefield, Yun Chu carefully took out a well-sealed stone jar from the depths of space.

The moment the lid was lifted, a unique and fresh aroma immediately filled the air, instantly suppressing the lingering stench of the battlefield.

That aroma comes from the finely simmered silverfish soup, which has been carefully cooked for a long time and has accumulated its essence.

The soup has a warm, milky white color, with tiny fish bones, almost melted and shimmering, faintly visible at the bottom of the pot. A few condensed, energy-rich oil droplets float on the surface of the soup, steaming hot, like a small warm sun in the cool wilderness night.

"Drink it, You." Yun Chu held the stone jar up to his enormous head, which was now lying quietly on the sand.

The intense aroma filled my nostrils, instantly waking me from fatigue and cravings.

A flicker of recognition and longing flashed in his icy blue eyes; he knew the value of this soup.

He obediently lowered his head and inserted his enormous snout into the mouth of the stone jar.

The warm, thick broth soaked his tongue and throat, and a warm yet powerful current quickly spread down his esophagus to his limbs and bones.

The gentle energy and nutrients in the broth were rapidly replenishing the energy depleted from the intense battle, like parched sand meeting sweet rain.

Visibly, his breath, which had been slightly parched from the surge of power, became steady and long. The tremors in his muscles caused by fatigue were quickly relieved after a few large gulps of hot soup, and he was rapidly regaining about 70-80% of his strength.

After finishing the soup and licking the last trace of flavor off the jar, You let out a satisfied, low gurgling sound. Its huge body seemed to sink a little deeper, fitting even more snugly against the warm sand, a posture of complete relaxation from the inside out.

Yun Chu knelt beside him and, by the faint starlight, began to carefully examine his massive body.

The blood from the abrasions on the front paws had congealed and was not very noticeable in the thick black fur.

Yun Chu gently shaved away the few unwanted hairs around the wound, revealing the broken skin.

The cool medicinal solution was applied, removing the sand and small scabs of blood, followed by a medicated ointment with a refreshing herbal scent.

There were also some small scratches from the lizard's claws on her flanks and hind legs, all treated in the same way. Her movements were gentle and focused, as if she were handling the most precious and fragile items.

You remained silent with her eyes closed throughout, only making soft breathing sounds; her heavy breathing had long since become steady. The coolness of the ointment and the gentle touch of Yun Chu's fingertips gradually soothed the lingering slight sting and the faint chill from the wilderness.

Yun Chu lit a campfire, and under its glow, the scorching battlefield was completely shrouded in darkness.

The only sounds in the air were the whisper of the wind sweeping across the dunes, the long, gentle breaths, and the faint, lingering aroma of the small silver fish soup at the bottom of the jar.

This moment of peace and warmth is a precious respite after power and destruction.