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Chapter 45: Mars Rain
Chapter 45: Mars Rain
Qiao Sang led Fangflare to a nearby alley.
Fangflare had a vague sense that something was off.
But the scent of Super Spicy Wings numbed its thoughts.
Without much thought, Fangflare took the roasted wings from its Beastmaster and took a big bite.
The meat was tender and delicious.
Fangflare's eyes lit up, and just as it was about to take another bite, the next second—
"Teeth!!!"
A miserable cry echoed through the empty alley.
Passersby at the alley's entrance stopped and looked in, thinking it might be a case of familiar abuse.
When they saw a young girl standing calmly nearby, and Fangflare furiously spraying flames at the wall, they concluded it was just a fire-type familiar acting up.
Not wanting to attract the attention of a fire-type familiar, they all pretended not to see and continued on their way.
"Fangflare, hold on, compress it, compress it before you try to spray", Qiao Sang reminded from the side.
"Teeth!!!"
Fangflare's wet eyes were genuinely wet.
It was crying...
Compress?
What compress?
All it knew was that it was dying of spiciness!!!
Heat surged in its stomach, the spiciness overwhelming, filling its nose and throat.
"Teeth!!!"
Fangflare unconsciously spewed flames, trying to ease the burning in its throat and stomach.
Qiao Sang could clearly feel Fangflare's Spark shifting from a spherical shape to a cylindrical one. She quickly took out her phone and recorded the scene.
When Fangflare finally ran out of steam and sat on the ground, exhausted, Qiao Sang took out a bottle of Miracle Milk from her backpack, opened it, and handed it over.
Fangflare immediately grasped the milk with both paws and drank it down in large gulps. Before long, the bottle was empty.
Its tear-filled eyes looked pitifully at Qiao Sang.
Qiao Sang understood its meaning.
"No, I only brought four bottles of milk. I need to save some for later", Qiao Sang refused.
Her funds had drastically shrunk recently, with only expenses and no income. She had to reduce the amount of Miracle Milk she and Fangflare drank after training by nearly half.
Why can't I drink now, and have to wait?
Fangflare stared at her with wide, innocent eyes, not understanding, until its Beastmaster offered another skewer of chicken wings.
"Teeth!"
Fangflare instantly backed into the corner, shaking its head frantically.
This was what caused this mess!
It swore it would never eat this again!
Qiao Sang squatted beside Fangflare and showed it the video she had just recorded.
"Look, isn't the flame you just spewed different from your usual Spark?"
Fangflare watched the video of itself, completely dazed by the spiciness.
In the video, its fur stood on end, tears and snot streaming down its face. It looked nothing like the cool and handsome image it had seen in the mirror that morning.
"Teeth, teeth!"
Fangflare covered its eyes with its paws, refusing to acknowledge that the unflattering image in the video was itself.
Feeling Fangflare's thoughts, Qiao Sang was momentarily stunned. She had forgotten that Fangflare cared so much about its appearance...
Looks like she needed to try another approach...
Qiao Sang took out her phone and searched for videos of other fire-type familiars, specifically adding the keywords "cool" and "handsome."
Without watching them herself, she clicked on the most recently popular video and showed it to Fangflare. "Look at this."
Fangflare peeked through a gap in its paws, and only when it saw that it wasn't the embarrassing video of itself did it lower its paws.
In the video, a Blazing Curl Lion with fiery red curly hair let out a long roar, and with a powerful stomp of its right front paw, a goose-egg-sized flame condensed above its head.
The flame, charged with terrifying energy, rose higher and higher before bursting like fireworks, scattering star-like embers that fell gracefully, creating a beautiful scene.
Fangflare was captivated by the video, but the tranquility was soon shattered by the deafening explosions as the embers hit the ground.
Dust and smoke filled the screen, and when the explosions finally ceased and the dust settled, the ground was left in ruins.
The arena was riddled with craters, and the opponent was charred beyond recognition.
The beautiful scene had instantly turned into a horrifying one.
Fangflare remained motionless, staring intently at the video.
Qiao Sang was taken aback after watching the video. She had wanted Fangflare to see cool fire-type skills, but not such an advanced one!
She had intended to show skills like Flame Jet, Fireball, and Flame Burst, which even Beginner Beasts could learn.
The Blazing Curl Lion in the video had used Mars Rain, an advanced skill far beyond Fangflare’s current capabilities.
Qiao Sang thought about changing the video but noticed that Fangflare was still entranced by the scene.
A mischievous idea popped into her head, and she tempted, “Do you want to learn it?”
Fangflare’s eyes lit up instantly, and it looked up at its Beastmaster with eager anticipation.
Bingo!
Qiao Sang secretly praised herself for her quick thinking.
“Actually, I was trying to help you grasp a new skill. Did you notice that the spark you just released was different from before? This roasted wing is the key to unlocking your inner energy. If you follow my training, you can definitely learn Mars Rain from the video,” Qiao Sang coaxed.
Learning Mars Rain was out of the question, but learning a lower-level fire-type skill was still possible.
“Ya!”
Fangflare nodded solemnly after hearing its Beastmaster’s words.
It completely forgot about its embarrassing appearance in the video and the taste of the roasted wings, focusing solely on mastering this dazzling skill.
“After you finish the roasted wings, don’t just spray fire randomly. Gather the energy, compress it, and then release it,” Qiao Sang instructed.
“Ya!”
Fangflare responded with a determined nod, extending its paw to take the skewer it had sworn never to eat again.
It closed its eyes, held its breath, and, with a sense of finality, took a bite of the roasted wing.
“Ya!!!”
The familiar sensation surged within it.
“Compress!” Qiao Sang reminded from the side.
Fangflare resisted the urge to spray fire immediately, focusing on the energy building inside it and compressing it as much as possible.
When it felt it had reached the limit, Fangflare could no longer hold back and released the compressed flame.
Unlike the usual spark or the column-like flame from before, a scorching flame shot out in a rapid, swirling motion.
Before Qiao Sang could understand what had happened, a series of loud crashes echoed in her ears.
The wall had collapsed...
Qiao Sang’s vision went black as she stood frozen, facing the elderly man across the room who was staring at her with his cane in hand.
Fangflare, satisfied with the power of its flame, momentarily forgot about the need for milk to soothe the heat and turned excitedly to its Beastmaster, waiting for praise.
Before it could fully admire its work, its body was lifted into the air.
Qiao Sang was carrying it and running out.
“Ya?”
Fangflare was utterly confused.
Wasn’t it supposed to be learning a new skill?
Why were they running?
Qiao Sang’s heart was pounding.
Did that old man see her?
He must have...
And he probably remembered what she looked like...
After all, she was so beautiful...
(End of Chapter)
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