Chapter 63.2
It's Just That... There's a Little Side Effect (2)
Shi An unfolded his wings and flapped them, his silvery-white dragon scales shining brightly against the snow.
It took a few seconds before he finally accepted that he had changed into his original form.
He dropped his head and gently pulled his claws out of the cave before carefully pulling apart the collapsed cave away.
Although the cave had caved in, the demon insect and Black Smoke were still smart enough to run over to the unconscious Mu Heng and support him with their magical shields, leaving one person and two demons largely untouched by the impact.
He looked to Black Smoke, took a deep breath, and asked in a seemingly calm tone, "What is going on?"
Black Smoke haltingly said, "This... this..."
Its voice grew smaller. "After all, the environment was limited and the blending process wasn't too accurate..."
The dragon before him slowly bent down, the huge head covered with scales hanging low, a pair of red-gold vertical pupils slightly narrowed; that huge and suffocating oppressive feeling instantly poured down without reservation. His voice was no longer crisp and gentle as when he was human. The resonance at the throat cavity made his voice seem heavy and ancient.
"Mm?"
Black Smoke trembled under the dragon's icy gaze, fearing the other side would spew a mouthful of dragon flame.
It stammered, "This should be temporary!"
"I-I-I guarantee that the side effects will be gone quickly!"
As Black Smoke was about to faint from fear, Shi An finally withdrew his sight with great mercy.
At that moment, he slowly turned his head as if he sensed something and looked toward the foothills. After transforming back into his dragon form, his eyesight had become extremely good, and although he was far away, he could still see two teams on the snowy ground coming in that direction.
On one side were the mercenaries and on the other was the Bureau, led by Wen Yao.
The commotion when he transformed himself was too great, not only causing an avalanche but also attracting the attention of all the forces on the Aiwen Snowfield.
Although these humans were not enough to be feared, Shi An was aware that his current original form was too conspicuous.
Plus, he wasn't sure exactly when the side effects of this potion would pass or if there would be anything worse after they wore off, so the best thing to do now was to find a place to hide and emerge when he was sure all the side effects were gone.
He lowered his head and looked at Mu Heng lying among the rubbles and rocks.
The man's face was pale, his eyes tightly closed, and his long silver hair cascading over his shoulders, looking unusually handsome and shiny.
Shi An sighed.
Although he was very reluctant, he was afraid it would be too late to take Mu Heng to the eastern canyon and make him into his eternal collection this time.
Moreover...
The other party already tended to rouse earlier, so there would be many hidden dangers if he took him away.
Besides, he had not yet found all his treasures. Thus, his hidden identity in the human world could not be revealed for the time being.
He summoned the skeleton horse and told it to go to the west to block the group of mercenaries while he was not going to bother with Wen Yao in the east. They should find their chief once they arrive here.
Mu Heng should be safe once the group of humans from the Bureau found him.
Shi An dropped his head and gazed intently at the human before him with icy vertical pupils.
Be sure to take care of yourself before being mine forever, baby.
After setting everything up, the dragon caught the demon insect and Black Smoke between its claws and slowly spread its silvery-white wings.
The dragon's wings created a violent current of air that carried the snowflakes with it, bringing with it the sound of the wind.
The icy wind swept up Mu Heng's long hair, making it seem like he was lying in the middle of a blizzard.
Amid the blizzard, the man's brow furrowed, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his intense blue eyes opening a little, looking out through snow-covered lashes.
In his semi-blurred vision, the shadow of the dragon overhead was faintly visible.
The silvery-white giant dragon took off on its wings.
The glistening dragon scales were hard and smooth, the curves of its wings were smooth and elegant and its form was majestic, carrying with it an ancient, terrifying sense of intimidation, showing off its power and beauty without a care in the world.
"..."
Mu Heng narrowed his eyes in the wind and snow and subconsciously raised his hand, his long, pale fingertips reaching up into the air.
The tip of the dragon's tail was just a hair's breadth away from his fingers.
It was as if he could reach it with his fingertips and hold it firmly in his palm.
But before he could do so, the dragon had already flapped its wings without hesitation as if it belonged to the sky. In the blink of an eye, it had merged into the silvery white snowstorm, falling into the arms of the sky.
Mu Heng's fingers remained in mid-air, slowly tightening a little.
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Shi An flew up.
The harsh wind whistled and scraped across his dragon scales.
The wind, which had been too cold and sharp for humans, was like a gentle caress to him now. At this height, there was no longer any fear of humans catching up. The high altitude was so vast and far away that it made Shi An feel as if he had returned to his hometown with a sense of closeness.
The demon insect asked, "My lord, where are you going next?"
Shi An thought for a moment and replied, "-The auction house."
It was perfect that both the mercenaries and the Bureau were still in the Aiwen Snowfield.
Although he had lost the chance to turn Mu Heng into a collection... he absolutely couldn't surrender the part of the treasure that had been stolen readily!