The Indomitable Master of Elixirs

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“Your highness! Leave first, we will hold them back!” A heavily injured man and his companions were resolutely shielding a petite figure, whose eyes were already shot through with blood.

An immature teenage girl about 13-14 years of age was being shielded by the group. She had on a black cloak which covered her skinny, frail body. Anxiety and despair was written all over her pale face. Blood stained her fair skin and the vicious faces of her pursuers were reflected in her large, black eyes.

“Your highness, before you is the Free Valley. You will be safe the moment you enter it. Remember, just keep running. Don’t look back!” The heavily injured man looked gravely at the adolescent girl. His tone was full of stoic courage.

“No… I can’t…”

“Your highness! There will only be hope for us if you live! Her Majesty entrusted you to us and we cannot fail her! Quickly go!” The pursuing troops were already approaching. The man hurriedly pushed aside the hesitating girl and led his men in one last charge against their pursuers.

The frazzled young girl stared in a daze at the bloodbath before her. Her legs felt as heavy as a sinking boat while her heart raced madly. As the fighting continued, she finally turned around and fled towards the Free Valley!

Those few dozen injured men totally could not hold back the hundreds of pursuing soldiers. The killing was over in just a short while, and those pursuers immediately rode on their horses after that fleeing young girl. The sound of hooves resonated behind her, coming closer and closer by the second.

Burdened by anxiety and despair, the exhausted young girl collapsed on the floor. She turned around only to see that the pursuing soldiers were already in front of her and waving their sharp weapons over her head.

Doomed…

It was over.

Suddenly, a light flashed across the front of the young girl, as the expected pain and death had yet to descend.

The young girl opened her eyes, only to see…

The knife that was over her head had fallen to the ground, while the soldier wielding it was now writhing on the floor in pain, as blood flowed from his palm.

“Who’s that!!” The pursuing soldiers shouted angrily.

Abruptly, a graceful figure hopped off lightly from a nearby tree and stood in front of that young girl, shielding her from all those evil gazes.

Swoosh!

Another cold light flashed by and a sharp trident appeared by the person’s side. His scaled armour shone lustrously under the sunlight. He looked invincible and was like a soldier god descended from the heavens.

“This is the border of Hua Xia. Trespassers will be killed.” An indistinct voice sounded out.

The pursuing soldiers stared in wonder at the handsome man blocking their way. His eyes were extremely peculiar.

“Hua Xia? What the hell is that? Do you think we don’t know that this is the Free Valley? That girl is a wanted criminal that we have been pursuing. Hand her over now and we will leave.” The leader of the pursuing army spoke disdainfully.

The man’s handsome face betrayed not the slightest bit of emotion. He just turned slightly to look behind him.

The young girl met the man’s grave gaze, hope sprouting in her heart. She pleaded with him. “I beg of you, save me. Isn’t this the Free Valley? I should be safe here?”