The two of us traveled through the woodlands; the Green Plains were not too far away and only low leveled monsters would be in our way. It was a good thing that Yue Qing Qian was on my side; I didn’t need to raise a single fist as she killed all of the monsters. An Assassin’s power to bring a swift death was the best out of the 9 classes. And to be honest, their attack speed with two daggers was astonishing. With [Gouge] and [Backstab], along with several attacks, she and her Ice Rat could easily wipe out any Lv 40+ monster.
In half an hour, we appeared in front of a clear creek about 20 meters wide. It was far too long for me to see an end, so it seemed this creek would block our way.
“Brother Xiao Yao, what should we do?” She asked while tilting her head again.
“Are you afraid of swimming?”
Behind me, Feng Ye immediately gave a heavy cough. Apparently, his old body might not be able to withstand the cold temperature of the creek’s water.
Yue Qing Qian turned to look at the bamboo forest some distance away, “If we can build a raft, it’ll save us time instead of trying to walk around.”
“Yea!”
Putting down Feng Ye, I pulled out the Frost Rain Sword. “Qing Qian, I’ll cut the bamboo down, and you’ll get the vines to tie it all together. Make sure you bind it tightly, otherwise the raft will fall apart under our weight.”
“Okay!”
Cutting my way into the forest, the Frost Rain Sword easily sliced through dozens of bamboos at a time and soon the forest was nearly flat. Bringing them back to the river, I focused on cutting them to the same size while Yue Qing Qian focused on tying them together. While we were two novices on making a raft, the production was going along nicely and the raft was looking pretty decent.
“Yue Qing Qian, would you like to try first?” I smirked, watching the raft float on the creek.
With an enthusiastic nod, she happily jumped onto the raft. Her long hair danced in the wind, as did her cloak. She was looking even cuter in her pretty dress that showed off her long legs. Combined with her eyes that seemed to sparkle in the day, she was a 9.
Carrying Feng Ye onto the raft, we all sat down on it. With a gentle push, the raft was sent offshore.
The water rippled in a beautiful pattern as we used bamboo poles to paddle ourselves across the creek. Smiling serenely at me, Yue Qing Qian asked, “Brother Xiao Yao, the scenery here is so nice. Would you like me to sing a Guilin folk song while we wait?
TL Note: Guilin is a prefecture in Guangxi, China.
I was excited for this. Clapping my hands for the idea, I replied, “Go on then, sing~~”
“I don’t know any songs…”