Chapter 5: Azure Dragon's Defiant Scale
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Moonlight crystallized through the enchanted forest's decay. Lin Shuang darted between shifting tree shadows, the dragon-scale pendant burning in her palm. Starlight devoured by Xuanwu raged through her meridians—Luo Yang's exclusive pine-soot ink indeed carried Soultrace venom.
"You framed the ledger to expel me?"
Ling Yue's ice spikes rained from canopy. Dodging, Lin noticed frozen tree rings encasing the oak. Her back hit mirror-frost spiderwebs—silk shackles crystallized around wrists. Through mist, Ling Yue's eyes blazed with frost-core flames.
"Your Young Master's fishing ledger chills deeper than permafrost." Lin snapped icy bonds, shards reflecting Luo Yang toasting with elders. "Like when he helped Scarlet Lotus mend starpaths at Emerald Lake last seventh moon—while you delivered thawing agents to his third paramour?"
Azure Dragon's roar shattered ice mirrors. Lin staggered, clutching her temples—memory shards showed Luo Yang's silver hair draping her bloodied uniform as Holy Domain barriers crumbled against direwolves.
"Opening!" Ling Yue's ice spear pierced Lin's shoulder blade with frost-core flames.
Biting cold crept up her spine—Ling Yue's sleeves reeked of pine-soot. Fishing members were all Soultrace-marked.
"Cease!"
Silver strands split moonlight as Holy Realm pressure pulverized ice. Luo Yang's star charts enveloped Ling Yue, yet warped upon touching Lin's wound.
Lin stared at the shifting constellations in his robe patterns—identical to starpath disruptions when Holy Domain shattered in their past life.
Scarlet Lotus' scream tore spacetime. The elegant potions assistant now snarled with corroded starfall chains sizzling in her hair. Lin raised her wand through pain—dragon blood seeping from the pendant resonated with Azure Dragon's phantom.
"Kill them!" Scarlet Lotus' corrupted magic reeked of sulfur.
Holy Domain barriers clashed in silver explosions. Lin's wand hovered autonomously—Azure Dragon's phantom pierced barriers as her ice crystals devoured sacred light.
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When Azure Dragon dispersed crimson mist, Lin's wand hummed draconic. Through shattered barrier glimmers, Luo Yang's silhouette overlapped with memory—those same elegant hands pushing her into starlight before the forest collapsed.
"Release!" Lin wrenched free, dragon-scale branding intensifying. Scarlet Lotus' magic sheared a cliffside yew.
Lin glimpsed half a cipher-covered parchment in Luo Yang's sleeve hem—ink bleeding through fabric.
"Down!"
Luo Yang's expanded star charts threw Lin against his chest. Past and present collided—direwolf eyes alternating with Scarlet Lotus' crimson gaze, barrier shards mirroring current fractures.
Boiling dragon blood from the pendant swallowed forming memories. Scarlet Lotus' starfall chains disintegrated. Through spacetime rift glare, Lin saw Luo Yang's robe stained with old cauldron burns—now feeding on disintegrating magic.
"Even wounds become bait in Young Master's pond." Lin's ice crystals veered mid-strike, shearing cipher parchment from Luo Yang's sleeve.
Blood-soaked codes revealed seventeen magic aliases—including three recently expelled elders. Beside "Frostmoon" pulsed an Eastern soul-devouring seal.
"You brand yourself?" Ice grazed Luo Yang's neck as pine-soot turned metallic. Direwolf stench and sulfur burned her senses.
Scarlet Lotus' scream morphed into whimpers. The mage crumpled at the cliff's edge, starfall dust devouring her skirts in azure flames.
Lin lunged, but Luo Yang's star chains bound her wrists. "Never touch Chronobreak residue!"
Barrier collapse sent them tumbling into mulch. Through magical turbulence, Lin saw "Frostmoon's" seal bleeding crimson matching her palm—identical to the mark on Luo Yang's sleeve when he pushed her into the rift.
The pendant cracked. Memory shards revealed f*******n Eastern seals in his robe patterns.
"Profane arts..." Lin endured burning palms as Luo Yang staunched wounds with stardust. His fingers brushed her shoulder—constellation patterns hiding fishing member sigils matching stolen seals.
Enforcer beams pierced the canopy. Lin shoved b****y parchment into the pendant's fissure. As dragon scales consumed evidence, Luo Yang's whisper arrived: "Seek me when the soul-seal flares."
Sudden darkness billowed Lin's uniform. Holy Realm remnants intertwined with her Eastern qi, weaving bi-colored cocoons of light.
The pendant's dragon-roar echoed—warning of imminent metamorphosis.
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