Female Novel
Chapter 633
Chapter 633
Below, Tiger fought Ashley Solo and the others, with the sounds of death and battle shaking the
heavens!
In the blink of an eye, Rivers of blood flowed below.
Above, Eighty steps.
Eighty-five steps.
Ninety steps...
Only ten steps remained to reach the summit.
Chris was getting tired.
He looked down and couldn't help but smile!
Guardian Michael was panting heavily, his body trembling non-stop.
Just like someone with Parkinson's disease!
As for Zen, He was even worse off!
He crawled on the ground with both hands and feet.
He was just like a dog!
Chris sneered, "What's the matter, are you both out of strength?"
Upon hearing this, Both of them felt an indescribable sense of bitterness.
Although they were angered by Chris's taunts, seeing his progress up the ninety steps left them feeling
bitter. Deep down, they felt a sense of melancholy.
Chris's tall figure gave them a sense of awe!
"Chris!" Guardian Michael gritted his teeth, "Don't be so smug! I see you're at the end of your rope too,
why don't you go up if you can!"
Zen chimed in, "That's right! Chris, we'reboth exhausted, but you're not faring much better. If you have
the energy, go ahead and reach the summit!"
Chris laughed coldly, "Don't worry, I'll be there soon enough. I just wanted to savor this moment,
watching you two struggle like wounded animals."
As his words fell, Chris dug deep into his reserves and took another step, then another. He was now
only eight steps away from the summit.
Zen and Guardian Michael exchanged glances. They knew they couldn't let Chris get there first. They
mustered their remaining strength and began to ascend the last few steps.
At the foot of the tomb, the fierce battle continued. The Middleton Alliance members fought valiantly,
but they were no match for the experienced royal guards.
Amid the chaos, Lee Xu's expression changed. He realized that if he didn't do something, the entire
Middleton Alliance would be annihilated. He whispered to a trusted subordinate, "Go, fetch
reinforcements. We cannot afford to lose everything here."
The subordinate nodded and swiftly left the battlefield.
Back on the stairs, Chris, Zen, and Guardian Michael were neck and neck, with only a few steps
separating them from the summit. Their breaths were ragged, their bodies on the verge of collapse.
Suddenly, a powerful force erupted from the depths of the tomb, causing the very air to tremble. A
powerful voice boomed out, "Enough! End this farce now!"
The fighting below ceased almost instantly. Everyone stared in awe as a figure emerged from the tomb.
It was the Dragon Master, the one who had been guarding the tomb all these years.novelbin
He looked at Chris, Zen, and Guardian Michael. "You three have shown your determination and
willpower. As such, I have decided to grant each of you a fragment of the Dragon Emblem."
The three of them were stunned. They hadn't expected this turn of events. The Dragon Master waved
his hand, and three fragments of the Dragon Emblem flew into their hands.
"Now, enter the tomb, and may the best warrior obtain the martial arts treasure," the Dragon Master
said, before vanishing in a flash of light.
With the Dragon Emblem fragments in hand, Chris, Zen, and Guardian Michael entered the mysterious
tomb, their hearts filled with anticipation and uncertainty. The battle for the martial arts treasure was far
from over, and the true test was just beginning.
Immense pressure weighed on them, rendering them unable to move even if they wished to.
"Hehe!"
Upon hearing Zen and Guardian Michael's words, Chris suddenly let out a strange laugh. "Is that so?
Too bad, you've both guessed wrong!"
"What?"
Hearing these words, Guardian Michael and Zen couldn't help but look astonished. Under their stunned
gazes, Chris took out a 500-year-old herb, threw it into his mouth, and began to chew vigorously!
In a short moment, Chris's originally pale face instantly flushed with color. Seeing this, Guardian
Michael and Zen couldn't help but swallow their saliva enviously and jealously. This was a 500-year-old
herb, after all! And Chris had just swallowed it in one bite? It was simply a waste of a precious
resource.
It was well known that throughout the journey of the Ghost Sect and Middleton Alliance, besides the
thousand-year-old ginseng and the eight-hundred-year-old angelica, there wasn't a single herb older
than a hundred years!
"How is it, do you want some too?" Chris looked at the two and asked with a smile, "Too bad, all of your
herbs have already been eaten!"
"Hmph!"
Hearing these words, Guardian Michael and Zen both snorted coldly, their faces turning somewhat
unsightly. Just as Chris said, both Guardian Michael and Zen had already consumed all of their herbs.
They had no choice; the steps were simply too difficult to climb! Even with their formidable abilities,
they had to consume a large number of herbs.
Moreover, their herbs were all less than a hundred years old. They could only compensate by
consuming them in large quantities. Eating fewer herbs simply wouldn't work! As a result, they had no
herbs left on them.
"Hehe!"
Seeing that the two remained silent, Chris sneered and pulled out a handful of herbs from his pocket.
All of these herbs were over a hundred years old, and they emitted an intoxicating fragrance. Just the
aroma alone made Zen and Guardian Michael feel refreshed and invigorated.
"Damn!"
In an instant, both of them inwardly cursed. Chris actually had so many precious herbs! They looked at
the herbs in Chris's hand, their eyes filled with burning desire, almost wanting to snatch them away.
Chris chuckled, "Oh? Why are your eyes so red? Do you want them? If you want them, just say so. If
you don't say anything, how will I know you want them? If you say you want them, I won't refuse you..."