Chapter 117: Saving Julian
Julian panted heavily, kneeling on the forest floor. His limbs trembled from exhaustion, and every breath he took was a struggle. Yet, despite everything, he was alive.
The beast was dead. He looked around, but couldn’t find anyone around him. However, soon, he heard rustling of trees and the sound of multiple footsteps.
He turned his head and saw multiple individuals, some with matching robes, but all with the same disciplined demeanor. He sensed their cultivation and was shocked to find out they were all at the Golden Core realm.
The cultivators quickly filed into two groups and stood to the side, like proper soldiers, waiting for their lord. And as if confirming his thoughts, two women soon appeared.
The young woman, whose steps were half a foot faster than those of the other woman, was a stunning beauty whom he had never seen before. Her deep purple hair and her stunning hazel eyes had him dazed, wondering how such a beauty could exist.
Even with his disheveled appearance, he could not hide his stunned expression, making him look slightly foolish. Luckily for him, the woman in question was not close enough to see his expression clearly, or else he would have been in a world of trouble.
’Wait, purple hair?’ As soon as he had this thought, his mind quickly snapped out of his reverie, as he immediately recognized the identities of his saviors.
Only one family on the Continent had purple hair, and they were the ones that very few, if any, wanted to trifle with. The fear of them was already deeply ingrained in the cultivators on the continent, particularly those residing in the Southern region.
Julian was the Rank 1 outer disciple of a super sect, so he was more knowledgeable than your average cultivator. He was also from a large noble family that resided within the jurisdiction of this family.
’The House of Vyre...’ This name popped up in his mind as he quickly realised where all these people came from. While he was still lost in thought, the two women had already gotten close to him.
However, they weren’t looking at him. Their attention was on the wolf magic beast that had been flung away. Its body was mostly intact, except for the massive gash that had almost separated one of its limbs.