Chapter 116 Cloud Leopard
Quan Xiao is an ordinary little demon.
His claws weren't sharp enough, his speed wasn't fast enough, and he wasn't even ruthless enough—
Even the eight-year-old flower fairy from Qishan couldn't defeat her.
Actually, there's nothing wrong with this. If you really want to talk about it, many monsters in Qishan can't beat that flower fairy with her high talent, and their killing intent isn't as ruthless as hers. They can't compare to her in either of their cultivation methods. Quan Xiao lost and accepted it wholeheartedly. Even if his friends around him laugh at him, he's used to it. After all, that's just the kind of leopard he is, there's nothing he can do about it.
The entire Yunshan Mountain is the leopard's territory, but leopards prefer to live alone, and even the most powerful leader has carved out the largest area to live in by himself.
Quan Xiao was an exception.
Weak, timid, and yet, somewhat... shameless...
There was nothing he could do; he was just too weak. So, Quan Xiao would humbly and jokingly wander around the territories of various leopard brothers, sisters, and brethren, begging for food. Although he was somewhat special in the leopard pack, he got used to being mocked and used as a punching bag.
The eldest brother knew that every time he saw him come, he would angrily throw food on his head and hit his head, hoping to sharpen his claws.
Sigh, that's just how he is. It's not like Quan Yunshan can't afford to support him.
That year, my sister-in-law was smiling next to my eldest son, then helplessly tossed him some food—
In fact, all the leopards in the entire Yunshan Mountain were very kind to Quan Xiao.
It doesn't seek a mate, isn't good-looking enough, and isn't powerful enough. It just wanders around aimlessly all day, using all its energy on its siblings. When it's full or tired, it lies down wherever it wants, as if this leopard's entire life is just about leisurely, aimless living—
Many, many years passed, and he lived such a carefree life.
Let him think, when did things start to change... Oh, I remember now, it was five years ago, when a leopard from outside came to Qishan.
It's a formidable leopard.
Very powerful; he's eaten humans, eaten demons, and even fought the boss.
The leader lost, and not only did he lose, he was also eaten.
All the leopards in the entire Yunshan Mountain were enraged. What an atrocity it is to eat one's own kind under normal circumstances!
Then they were all eaten.
...
That day was really dark, with thick clouds covering the sky, as if obscuring all the light in the world.
Braving the endless and torrential rain, his brothers and sisters urged him to hurry up and leave.
Raindrops soaked their fur and drenched their eyes; red blood seeped into the soil.
They said, "Quan Xiao, you're too weak, you should run!"
Go to Shenlan Cliff and seek justice from the Mountain Lord!
Run!
A deafening roar!
Run!
Run, Quan Xiao, run fast, just like in all the years before, if you can't beat them, run!
Run and run, run and run, the leopard's claws dug deep into the mud, the sound of its kin being devoured behind it trembled into its bones, and the blood on the ground shouted for it to run faster.
You can't run anymore, you're all dead.
Why should I run?
Why are you running?
In the gloomy sky, the torrential rain lashed down on him, causing him excruciating pain—the most intense pain he had ever experienced in his life.
The leopard was deeply mired in the blood-red mud. He didn't want to close his eyes, but the ground was covered in blood. He could only look up, facing the rain, and feel everything in the world.
Finally, a raindrop fell into the leopard's left eye; it hurt and itched.
But the leopard just stared blankly at the sky, completely bewildered.
He thought, "Such speed, so fast that it turned into blood before the rain even fell; such a ruthless demon, so ruthless that it loudly praises the flesh and blood of its own kind."
He laughed, "How come you all got ahead of me? You were perfectly fine yesterday..."
He cried, he didn't care how he died, but he just couldn't die like this!
That day, the relentless rain of Qishan drenched the weakest leopard in the entire Yunshan Mountain.
He slept in the pool of blood for a very, very long time.
...
A low leopard howl rang out, and dripping blood meandered. His left eye kept hurting, kept hurting, and endless bitterness spread. It felt as if his fur was being brutally peeled off. The gloomy rain shattered his bones and tore open his flesh!
This rain seemed intent on dragging his soul out of his body in the most primal way, then tearing him apart piece by piece, just as the leopard demon had done, just as he had seen, just as his brothers and sisters had experienced—
It tore and bit mercilessly, leaving flesh and blood everywhere.
...Quan Xiao felt it was very good, really very good. To die like this was the same as dying as his brothers and sisters.
Leopards are solitary animals, but he was an exception. He caused trouble, and all the leopards in the entire Yunshan Mountain disliked him, yet they all knew him.
Yes, everyone knew him, everyone knew him, and no one wanted him to die like this.
The rain poured down, blood flowed down the mountain, and the leopard spirits on the mountain secretly followed along.
Quietly, they found him.
Quan Xiao, wake up!
Wake up! That leopard demon is coming.
What are you doing? Get up! Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...
It felt like countless leopards were calling in his ears, like the entire Yunshan Mountain was around him, like he was seeing them one last time.
The souls of the entire mountain left their bodies, and before they left, they would pull him up again.
Quan Xiao, you can't die like this.
The entire Yunshan Mountain nurtured you; you cannot die like this.
Quan Xiao woke up and stood up.
A deep leopard roar rang out, as if the world had fallen silent; the sounds of rain, wind, and blood were gone.
That was the boss's voice.
He was speaking to the leopard lying in a pool of blood, the most useless leopard in all of Yunshan.
Quan Xiao, open your eyes, stand up, and live on.
Live on, Quan Xiao, you're the only one left in the entire Yunshan. Live on.
Live on, you must...live on...
...
They left without a sound.
Quan Xiao, stunned, opened his eyes.
The rain stopped, the rain stopped, their souls are gone, completely gone.
But no, no, he hasn't stood up yet, he hasn't been seen by them, how can they just abandon him like this...
The leopard stood up from the pool of blood, blood tears streaming from one eye. He turned around and let out a low growl towards the direction of Quan Yunshan.
Quan Yunshan raised him, he wants to go back, he wants to go back!
It seemed as if a crazy force was raging within Quan Xiao's body; it was a drop of rain falling from the sky, a gift of pain and opportunity from fate.
His soul was already broken, but the spirits of leopards all over the mountain called out to him, awakened him, and reshaped him!
Quan Xiao! Wake up! Stand up! Live on!
As a child raised by Quan Yunshan, and the last leopard of Quan Yunshan, live on!
Survive—
The whole mountain supports me, but I will return on my own.
The sound of footsteps slapping against the rain rang out. On the muddy mountain road, a leopard ran wildly, stepping through the blood-red path. He ran up the mountain like lightning, treading on the rocks and splashing through the blood.
It was both slow and fast.
Quan Xiao saw the leopard demon.
Anran treads on the corpses of his own kind, leisurely licking the blood, even with a satisfied and extremely lazy expression!
Quan Xiao bared his fangs, his bloodshot eyes wide, and lunged forward to tear him apart!
Eat him! Eat him!
Make him feel the same pain!
Body, flesh, soul! He will tear them all apart!
With endless killing intent and bloodshed, vicious claws sank into eye sockets, sharp fangs pierced necks, and blood splattered onto the mountain of corpses!
Claws must be sharp, speed must be fast, and heart must be ruthless—
Finally, the leopard looked up to the sky and let out a mournful howl...
Quan Xiao stared intently at the dying leopard demon.
Tears of blood fell.
He stepped forward, trembling as he opened his fangs, his claws tearing through the fur, his sharp teeth biting into the flesh.
Eat him, eat him.
Let him die in the same, or even more painful, way!
But he felt nauseous, really nauseous.
...In the end, he couldn't control himself at all.
Whether it's eating or vomiting, I'm not afraid even if I sense the presence of the mountain king.
He ate and vomited, vomited and ate again, his flesh and blood gushing out as he knelt down and wept bitterly. In his sobs, he thought of so many things…
In the end, for a fleeting moment, he even felt hatred—hatred for the Mountain Lord not arriving sooner, hatred for the leopard demon's evil and power, hatred for the countless corpses and carcasses covering the mountain, hatred for the merciless rain of the day. All this hatred, in the end, led him to hate himself.
Quan Xiao, why are you so weak?
Why? Why are you the only one left in the entire Yunshan area? Why?
Why myself?
He questioned himself deeply, hated himself, and gradually lost himself in the overwhelming stench.
He closed his left eye, letting the blood drip into his body, evaporate, seep into his veins, and hide in his bones...bewitching his mind.
...
Since then, Quan Xiao seems to be controlled by his past memories, searching for the monsters who had defeated him. Time and time again, he wins, and inexplicably develops a craving for the flesh and blood of those monsters.
He realized something was wrong with him, but there was nothing he could do about it.
When he was in a daze, he would sleep in the entire Yunshan Mountain, regularly offering sacrifices to his brothers and sisters whose bodies were shattered, and occasionally sharpening his knives with their bones.
It seems they are still in these mountains.
How ridiculous!
His mind became primal, and his spiritual power became cruel. No demon in the entire Cloud Mountain dared to come. He often slept for a long time, and after waking up, he would sit on the mountaintop and watch the clouds.
Clouds roll and unroll, clouds rise and fall.
Quan Xiao just watched, simply watched, and he thought,
So it turns out, loneliness can also devour demons.
Eat little by little, eat quietly.
By the time I finally realized what was happening, my body was completely empty.
The next time he experienced emotional fluctuations was when he heard that the little flower fairy had returned.
Quan Xiao was already quite tired by then, but in the end, he remembered what that arrogant little flower fairy from many years ago had said.
So what if you lost to me?
"In the future, the entire Qishan will fall to me."
Gently, Quan Xiao covered his right eye with his hand, tilted his head back, and grinned at the clouds in the sky with his eerie white left eye.
Flower Fairy, when you said those words, many little fairies laughed at you behind your back, saying that you were extremely arrogant at less than ten years old, and dared to dream of becoming a demon lord with only a little talent.
But I believe in you, and even feel that your path is not limited to this.
That year, when the news of your departure from Qishan came, I was taking a nap on Quanyun Mountain. In my drowsy state, I looked up and opened my eyes to see the clouds.
He patted his empty stomach, yawned, and then rolled over and leisurely walked into the mountains.
I was so happy then, yet I inexplicably thought of you, little flower fairy. You've traveled so far, what will your path be?
I once thought they were like clouds, drifting leisurely among these mountains.
Alas, the blood rain falls, and half a lifetime cannot stop.
Several years have passed in a flash, and now I finally understand the loneliness of the clouds.
It is neither idleness, nor suffering, nor hatred, nor dream, nor life.
"you."
Come and kill me—
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