chsdbacks Chapter 1446 - 743: Baili City
Chapter 1446 - 743: Baili City
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Just as the three of them reached the entrance of the Qing Palace, they saw a group of majestic horses tied near the sentry post. One of the horses was entirely red, about 4 meters long and 2 meters high, not counting the majestic horse. Its mane was coarse yet felt very smooth. Robust, majestic, and full of vitality, this fiery red horse seemed to have a divine spirit, as it could emit pressure far beyond that of ordinary warhorses.
When Qing Shui looked at the horse before him, a look of awe appeared on his face; this horse must belong to one of the largest clans in Baili City. Qing Shui felt the powerful strength in the fiery red horse before him, capable of easily trampling lions and tigers.
Even though Qing Shui hadn’t seen many horses or wild beasts during his 15 years in Qing Village, he knew that the abundant Spiritual Energy in the air could allow animals to grow larger than in his previous world. Not just wild beasts, even domestic animals like dogs and pigs could grow to twice their size compared to his previous world!
Qing Shui wasn’t in awe because of the horse’s size, but because of its aura! It held its head high, gazing at others as an Emperor would at his subjects, and the aura emanating from it was enough to intimidate the other surrounding horses.
"No doubt, riding it would make any journey take only half the time compared to riding other horses!"
"Indeed, its bones are solid and broad, forelegs muscular, hind legs developed. Riding it feels like stepping on clouds, its speed so fast that even the earth shouldn’t be disturbed." Qingzi stroked the horse, caressing his chin, mumbling.
"Brother Qingzi, are you a horsemanship expert!?" Qing Bei asked.
Qingzi shook his head: "No, I’ve only heard some people discuss the characteristics of good horses, but compared to this fiery red horse before me, they all seem pale."
As they ended their conversation, Qingzi smiled, and they walked into the courtyard of the Qing Residence.
Qing Shui recalled some history books he had read in his previous life. "The Emperor once offered a Snow Lion Horse, capable of riding a thousand miles, to appease the Mongolians’ anger."
"This fiery red horse should also have lion’s blood," Qing Shui speculated.
Seeing Qingzi and Qing Bei had already entered the courtyard, he smiled slightly. It seemed playful times were about to begin hehehhee.
"Hey, red horse, your arrogant and domineering demeanor really angers me, your father, I will surely make you submit." Qing Shui reached out his hands, intending to stroke the red horse’s mane.
Just as his hand extended about 1 centimeter from the mane, the fiery red horse snorted, as if warning Qing Shui of the consequences, and lowered its head slightly.
"Oh, how dare you be so disdainful!" Qing Shui could no longer control himself, his crude voice starting to burst out of his mouth. If others had witnessed the scene, they would surely be surprised at the profanity from Qing Shui’s mouth.
Qing Shui only let himself lose control when there were no others around.
Qing Shui still insisted on forcing the fiery red horse to obey him. The warning sound of the red horse resounded, and Qing Shui completely ignored it, continuing to reach out his other hand to touch the horse’s rump.
Qing Shui guessed this horse might be a mare, but now, his behavior had angered it.
The fiery red horse’s 4-meter-long body reared up. A dragon-like sound came from its throat, and its fierce body violently prepared to stomp Qing Shui into small pieces, and continued trampling until the small pieces became infinitesimal, eventually turning him into nothingness.
"Ah, seems like your temper is still fiery, huh?" Qing Shui intentionally continued to extend his palm toward the horse’s rump, quickly patting its flanks before leaping, flipping in mid-air, and landing on its back, mounting it. Now, his silhouette was filled with a commanding, domineering aura, full of grace and beauty. Qing Shui brimmed with joy.
"Ah, young man, you indeed managed to mount my stallion." An incredibly gentle, breeze-like voice fluttered through a teenage beauty’s hair, disrupting Qing Shui’s thoughts of victory.
Trying to find the source of the voice, Qing Shui turned his head and saw a girl around 20 years old, a captivating beauty.
The girl noticed Qing Shui’s gaze, and, unsure of Qing Shui’s intentions, her brow slightly furrowed. Partially because, looking into Qing Shui’s charming eyes, she didn’t think Qing Shui could have impure thoughts with her as the main focus.
This almost couldn’t be blamed on Qing Shui. After all, he was essentially a geek in the past, with near-zero romantic experience. Not to mention, he was now 15, and at the moment he saw this girl, he was hooked. Qing Shui found the girl was perfect, her beauty unparalleled. Especially her jade-white face, it was a portrait of beauty! The only thing he could pick on was the girl’s icy expression, like an Ice Princess. Still, compared to her, even the most beautiful actresses and movie stars from his past life were second-rate.
"Hi, does this horse belong to you? Can I ride it?" Qing Shui asked a question that surprised the red-dressed girl, calming for a moment, contemplating.
As Qing Shui asked, he was using his strength to suppress the horse beneath him. Even though he was seeking the owner’s permission, he had no intention of dismounting.
"Do you want to ride the horse?" The girl in red said coldly, her icy demeanor in sharp contrast to the fiery red corset, making her appear even more striking.