Chapter 355

Chapter 355: Life in the Cave (End)

Witnessing the Goblin Wizard’s effortless demise, the remaining goblins scattered in panic, fleeing back along the path they had come.

Lin Yu had anticipated this retreat.

She sheathed her sword in the Magic Backpack and extended her palm toward the retreating creatures.

Activating her skill “Rain Blade Storm,” the air suddenly whirled with violent gusts that lifted her long hair into wild, fluttering arcs.

Simultaneously, countless needle-thin aqueous spikes materialized above her, their crystalline forms glinting ominously before being hurled earthward by the intensifying tempest—a lethal downpour slicing through the woodland.

These aqueous projectiles struck the goblin-infested terrain with relentless force.

Each liquid spike penetrated the soil effortlessly, some drilling dozens of meters into the earth. Against such widespread magical onslaught, neither common goblins nor the two Goblin Warriors and Big Goblins stood a chance—their bodies shredded to fragments within heartbeats.

This execution of “Rain Blade Storm” surpassed even Flossie’s previous demonstration.

Lin Yu gave a satisfied nod.

Her intelligence-focused attributes naturally amplified the skill’s potency.

Though Magic Rainbow might eventually outmatch her through level progression and the “Magic Master” skill’s enhancements, for now, the silver-haired woman’s dominance remained unchallenged.

After clearing the monsters, the pair pressed westward.

They dispatched several more monster waves with ease as twilight deepened.

Having journeyed intermittently throughout the day without reaching the forest’s western edge, they sought shelter.

As nocturnal precautions, Lin Yu removed the anti-magic bracelet from her daughter’s wrist—a decision weighted with consequences.

Though the bracelet’s absence risked undoing days of enforced restraint, perpetual confinement wasn’t sustainable.

Contrary to expectations, Darkling Stalker made no retaliatory move.

The gray-haired daughter’s calm demeanor—as though their recent power dynamic had never existed—left Lin Yu both relieved and unnerved.

Under her mother’s conflicted gaze, Darkling Stalker stored the bracelet in her Magic Backpack.

Utilizing “Shadow Manipulation,” she’d excavated an underground cavern spacious enough for overnight refuge within thirty minutes.

A single spare bed from their dimensional storage necessitated shared sleeping arrangements—now routine after days of proximity.

That night, after stern reminders about proper rest, the silver-haired woman drifted into slumber.

Tendrils of shadow crept toward the sleeping form, quivering at the precipice of contact before retreating. Darkling Stalker restrained her impulses, contenting herself with encircling the girl’s waist. Breathing in the familiar scent, she settled into watchful half-sleep.

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The following days unfolded with continued exploration westward through the forest.

Freed from the magic-restricting bracelet, the rapport between the two women blossomed into something more harmonious than before. Their dynamic now resembled that of intimately close confidantes rather than mother and daughter. Driven by curiosity about the forest’s edge, they journeyed with minimal pauses.

Monsters still crossed their path, but the creatures’ potency diminished as they ventured further west. Eventually, even slimes appeared—amorphous beings considered the weakest tier of monsters, typically swarming the forest’s outer fringes. The sight confirmed their suspicions.

After pushing through a thicket and parting shoulder-high grasses, their view suddenly opened upon an expansive seascape. Azure skies melted into crystalline waters at the horizon’s endless curve. The white-haired girl stood transfixed.

How breathtaking, she marveled. To think this world held such splendor. In her previous life as a reclusive loner, beach visits had been rare. The handful of occasions she’d ventured ashore were marred by unwelcome advances from both men and women—pesky distractions that spoiled any chance of tranquility.

Yet here stretched pristine sands devoid of intruders. The ocean’s vastness seemed to dissolve all worldly concerns, though truthfully, she currently bore none. Breathing deeply, she spread her arms to welcome the salt-kissed breeze.

Without warning, slender arms encircled her from behind.

“Little Shadow?”

Lin Yu’s question hung unanswered, met only by ragged breaths against her neck.

“Mother’s enjoyed ample relaxation these days, hasn’t she?”

Before confusion could take root, a shadowy tendril coiled up her leg like a serpent. She nearly leapt skyward before recognizing Darkling Stalker’s signature magic. Understanding dawned—and with it, wide-eyed disbelief.

“H-here?!” The stammered objection carried more panic than conviction. True, the secluded shore guaranteed no observers, neither human nor monster… but outdoors? Really?! Since when did seascapes inspire such… impulses?

“Precisely here.”

Darkling Stalker’s fingers threaded through snowy tresses as she spoke. A shadowy flicker preceded the cold click of crystal against skin. Lin Yu stared dumbstruck at her wrist—now adorned with an exquisite neutral-element bracelet…

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Thirty dawns had cycled since their departure.

Regular “calls” to daughters like Red Pupil had placated the castle’s inhabitants. Darkling Stalker’s eventual agreement to return to Foggy Castle coincided with Ji Qiao’s imminent completion of inhabiting Miyoshi Mitsui’s skeletal frame. All progressed smoothly—yet Lin Yu found no joy in these developments.

Morning light revealed her crimson face staring at a freshly materialized skill:

[Talent of Eroticism] – The Unspeakable.