Dark Blood Path

Xiao Yu stiffly opened his eyelids, thick red liquid flowed from the corner of his eyes, and his sight was covered with a layer of red. His right arm and part of his pectoral muscles were ripped off, yet not much blood flowed from his severed arm. After a long time of bleeding, the blood should have drained out. He could no longer feel any pain, as he felt numb.

Two infant demons were leaning on a fatal injury above his abdomen, bit by bit, gnawing on his internal organs. It never occurred to him that after gaining strength thousands of times beyond ordinary people and possessing vitality beyond normal human beings, he, too, would face this nightmarish torment one day.

Dying now was a luxury for him!

The demon clan was inherently a cruel race, and as a group of high-level monsters with extremely high intelligence, they always enjoy torturing their prey in the cruelest ways. It was their favorite entertainment, and they never get tired of it. It’s just that after three hours of torment, they’d still be fatigued even if they had the vitality of a giant dragon.

With one last look at the sky, he cursed this damned world.

“It finally ends here. I don’t know if anybody will feel sad after I’m gone. Will anyone notice my disappearance… probably not?” Xiao Yu’s eyes gradually dimmed, but the corners of his mouth hung with a self-deprecating smile, “this is absolutely laughable. In the end, I have nothing. What did I live so long for? It makes no difference if I die. With me or without me, the world has never changed.”

Feeling that their prey was about to die, the adult demon standing near him roared, and the young infant demon didn’t hesitate, fast like a gust of wind blow, it bit down on his neck.

“It’s just… I’m not resigned to death yet!”

This was Xiao Yu’s last thought just before his consciousness faded.

………

Bang, bang, bang!

A violent knocking sound awakened Xiao Yu; opening his eyes abruptly, he heard voices of men and women chatting beside him, and what was imprinted on his eyes was a familiar yet distant scene.

He was inside a spacious classroom. Sunlight shone in from the windows and sprinkled on the smooth floor, making the place light-filled. There was a faint smell of paint in the air. Several exquisite oil paintings were hanging on the walls on both sides of the room. Rows of easels were neatly arranged as well while the students were mixing paints, cleaning their brushes, and preparing for sketching practice.

The cause of the knocking sound was Jiang Xiaowen, who was still banging his drawing board vigorously as she said: “hurry and wake up; I seriously admire you. You actually can fall asleep at a time like this? Class is starting soon; why don’t you get up and start drawing like everyone else!”

“Ah!” Xiao Yu stood up hurriedly, though he accidentally kicked the bucket beside his feet in the process, the people around him yelled in surprise as the dirtied water splashed all over the place, yet he seemed not to care. He started touching his face and body with both hands as his eyes flickered around while examining his surroundings; he yelled: “Where is this place? Tell me, where are we!”

One of his classmates with a short temper shouted: “Hey, Xiao Yu, you’re so noisy. Why are you yelling? Did you go crazy?! Isn’t this our classroom?”

Class…the classroom!

Is this a classroom? It’s really our classroom!

Xiao Yu took a deep breath while staring blankly at his hands. His face was full of disbelief because everything looked exactly the same as it was five years ago. He was a sophomore student at a well-known fine arts domestic school, majoring in arts. This classroom is exactly the ninth class classroom of the art and design department, and the familiar faces here have not changed in the slightest.

Why am I here in this classroom? Have I gone back five years in time?

“Am I dreaming? No, Impossible; it’s most definitely not a dream. Though it’s been five years, everything looks so real and exactly like it used to be; how can it be a dream!”

After a moment of shock, Jiang Xiaowen worriedly said, “Xiao Yu, are you alright?”

Far and Dusty memories flooded like a tide from the depths of Xiao Yu’s mind. “You are… are you Jiang Xiaowen?”

Jiang Xiaowen was the class monitor of the ninth Class in the arts and design Department, also known as the beauty of the art department. In a school dominated by the same department, she was essentially the school’s flower. Wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, putting together a simple and refreshing ponytail, with adorable and playful slanted bangs reaching her eyebrows, she looked beautiful. Her skin tone was very light. Her long eyelashes, large eyes, pointed oval face, and excellent facial features all added to her beauty. She had a kind of gentle temperament unique to Jiangnan women.

Xiao Yu muttered to himself as he closed his eyes: “Jiang Xiaowen?…Jiang Xiaowen!”

“What’s wrong with you?” Jiang Xiaowen was stunned. She stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, “Is something wrong with you? I’ll help you in requesting for medical leave..”

“Step aside, and don’t touch me!”

Xiao Yu appeared to be extremely wary and hostile toward everyone and everything around him. His bright eyes had already turned bloodshot, and he glared at her with a murderous expression, which immediately terrified everyone, as well as Jiang Xiaowen.

In fact, the two were from the same city and had known each other long before university; hence they were quite familiar with each other. For three or four years straight, Xiao Yu has been foolishly pursuing Jiang Xiaowen, and all day long, he treated her like a princess. The girl in question, though, currently felt a little uncomfortable. Among all the people who pursued her, Xiao Yu was the one with the best patience and character, and so she had a favorable impression of him. Yet his sudden change in attitude caused the little girl’s vanity to surface, and it was difficult to get used to for a while.

A student spoke softly: “Everyone stop talking; Teacher Han is here!”

When the atmosphere became slightly cold, a beautiful and tall figure walked in from the door of the classroom. Han Kexin, the teacher of their professional course. She was about twenty-six or seven years old. Her skin was plump and firm, her eyes were as clear as spring water, and her body was extremely attractive. Her round and full buttocks encircled by black leather shorts, and her slim thighs clad in black stockings, were all full of enticement.

When she walked, her waist and hip swing appeared more exaggerated than that of a model, and her plump buttocks twisted and turned, but it still had a natural feeling to it. There was no overt desire to be coquettish; her whole body was just that charming, and all of her gestures exuded a mature charm.

Han Kexin’s facial features were very delicate and beautiful, but in order to make herself look more serious, she usually wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. However, it could not conceal her naturally enchanting temperament. She was the school’s dream goddess for the majority of the teachers and students. Her appearance was slightly inferior to Jiang Xiaowen, but her perfect devilish figure more than made up for that. Her charming demeanor could bring people an irresistible temptation, and compared with the young Jiang Xiaowen, Han Kexin could inspire in men a richer imagination.

Xiao Yu observed her while muttering to himself, “The Bloody Queen Han Kexin!”

Jiang Xiaowen frowned, displaying an odd expression.

Xiao Yu today has a problem; he’s been babbling nonsense.

“Students, please return to your seats and settle in for class.” Han Kexin didn’t notice the abnormality in the classroom and put down her bag, “Good afternoon, everybody; today, we will complete a typical sketching exercise.”

Xiao Yu was muttering to himself as he made an effort to remember: “A bouquet of flowers, a vase, a plate, two bunches of grapes, a pomegranate… put them in front of the mirror for painting.”

“The topic this time is very simple. You can use your imagination to add or change anything to express your ideas.” Han Kexin smiled at everyone and removed a number of items one at a time, “A bouquet of flowers, a vase, a crystal plate, two bunch of grapes, a pomegranate, and lastly, a mirror. Well, that’s all. Although the answer seems very simple, everyone should still draw carefully.”

Jiang Xiaowen looked at Xiao Yu in disbelief…how did he know?

“It really isn’t a dream!” Xiao Yu’s last hope had been shattered, and his expression abruptly changed. After finally calming down, and despite his classmates’ perplexed looks, he yelled, “everyone, a disaster is going to happen!”

“No way, is this kid truly insane!”

Everyone was looking at Xiao Yu as if he was a lunatic.

Jiang Xiaowen secretly tugged on his clothes “Xiao Yu, stop talking nonsense, sit down.”

Han Kexin touched her black-rimmed glasses. This unintentional act of hers was full of seductiveness and charm. She frowned slightly and asked, “Student Xiao Yu, what did you just say? Do you have any thoughts on the subject matter of the drawing assignment?”

Xiao Yu took three consecutive deep breaths before calming down. He ignored the others, bent down to open his toolbox, took out a sharp utility knife, and picked up a pencil after a little thought. Then he calmly put it in his pocket. Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what had gone wrong with him.

Han Kexin walked down from the podium, “Hey, Xiao Yu, what’s wrong with you?”

Xiao Yu glanced at everyone, calmed down in an instant, and said in a low voice, “Listen up, everyone. I don’t care whether you think I’m crazy; all I want to say is that this structure will fall down in ten minutes at most. Quickly leave the teaching building if you don’t want to be buried underneath!”

As he said this, he dashed out of the classroom at full speed, much to everyone’s surprise. He was thinking about lots of messy things as he ran. Xiao Yu didn’t understand why he, who was supposed to die, not only lived through but also mysteriously returned to the moment before the disaster occurred.

“Why is this?”

Xiao Yu was baffled as to why a person who ought to have passed away would mysteriously travel in time five years back.

Simply put, that continent of horrific beasts was a nightmarish place. No one could guarantee that he would be able to see the shining sun the following day. It was already a miracle that Xiao Yu had managed to persevere his life for five years.

The disaster took less than ten minutes to occur, and it was too late to make any preparations. Thinking about the situation he will face in the early stages, if more people managed to survive, perhaps his own chances of survival will also increase!

Reflecting on this, Xiao Yu took a deep breath and shouted in the hallway, “an earthquake! An earthquake is coming!”