Rise of the White Dragon

Eventually, Nora's simple moves began to change. Nora's body sprang into action. Every movement conveyed a sense of artistic beauty.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" The werewolves screamed as they were attacked. It was a one-sided slaughter.

Nora was enveloped in a force field. The act of looking at her made enemies hallucinate that they were being tortured. This was something that can only be done by someone who has reached Emperor level with the body.

Luan's eyes gleamed in astonishment, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. "Nora arrived at the Emperor stage with the body..."

"Yes, Mom tried really, really hard," Lenore said, "She was trying to find a way to meet you again. One of the ways was to go to the Seventh Order."

Nora attacked with her fists with smooth movements, executing enemies with Qi using both her mind and body combined. Nora's every movement was harmonious, as if she were becoming one with the environment.

"Hate to admit it, but she's amazing." Ingrid's anger and jealousy turned to bewilderment and wonder for a few seconds. Even though she wasn't an expert, she realized that Nora's fist techniques were extraordinary.

Her fists were impressive. The hissing sounds of her punches accompanied her moves naturally, all well connected. It was clear as day that she was comparable to those old masters who had spent decades training.

"Miserable, damn blood suckers!!" Screaming loudly, the gray werewolf attacks with all his strength.

"Fuck you, you're the rubbish chasing me. Now you want to show anger like I was guilty. That's so laughable, you shitty wolf!"

With one punch, before the furious wind could disperse, the werewolf was pierced by Nora's fist. Under the tremendous force, the air howled as her fist snapped through the air, causing a sharp, explosive sound that stretched everyone's eardrums.

*BOOOM!*

The werewolf's head disappeared, exploded like a watermelon with dynamite, and the wind howled, as if complaining of its abuse. Subduing heaven and earth with one blow, who could resist? Just as the force of the punch was about to spread to the ground, Nora's hands exerted control over the werewolf's body. Nora controlled the werewolf like a puppet and harnessed the raging power under her control, handling it as she wanted.

*Booom!*

Subsequently, the werewolf was smashed into baby food. It was ridiculous to think that before this clump of meat had an image of a living being, as there were no whole bones left, let alone whole flesh or organs.

The breeze flowed gently as if nothing had happened. Everything was quiet.

"Very good, Mom~" Lenore broke the silence.

Leaving Luan's domain, Lenore floated on her own wings. Approaching her mother, she hugged her.

"A werewolf pack with some fake Emperors is no threat to me," Nora said. Her voice was flat. She didn't care for these little werewolves who weren't even in the true Sixth Order. False Emperors were no threat to her.

"Luan, could you defeat any of them?" Ingrid looked at him.

"All of them," Luan said indifferently.

"Kuhuhuhu, that's true. I think even though your cultivation has fallen off, your fighting experience is still there,," Nora laughed, "But if you were going to fight them alone, I think it would take you a long time to beat them."

"Yes, I would need at least 2 days," Luan nodded.

"Wow!" Lenore said in her cold voice, "I think that's too good to be true. Two days is not enough if you're going to defeat so many of them, since you're still in the Fourth Order."

"I would need to work hard and it would be more of a loss than profit, so it's best to avoid these types of battles." Luan brought the cloud down to the ground. "I can control clouds and almost any kind of nature, but that can take a lot out of me if I'm fighting someone with the strength of a False Emperor."

Nora and Lenore went down too. They started walking beside Luan.

"Luan, what do we do now...?" Nora asked, confused. She looked grimmly sullenly into Luan's eyes.

"What do I do? Heavens, I love you so much, and I want to be with you, do you know that?" She bit her lip, and continued, "B-But... But you've now found someone else, I've lost... I may look indifferent, but it's because I don't want to demonstrate how much my mind is in chaos."

"Finding someone else to love... Isn't that an option?" Ingrid suggested.

"Are you really suggesting that to me?" Nora rolled her eyes at her. "Do you know it's impossible to want someone else once you've met Luan, or are you going to tell me you're capable of giving him up?"

"Never!" Ingrid hissed.

"See that." Nora spoke with a sad expression. "For decades I've loved Luan. Do you know what it's like? I never thought of another man besides him. Just the thought of seeing myself with another man makes me sick, do you understand that?"

"N-No-"

Nora interrupted her, "Now tell me… How am I going to find someone else? Could you do that?"

"..."

"T-That…"Ingrid was silent. She didn't have all the answers, especially for this one.

Living a long life, and for decades loving the same person, she didn't know how much devotion Nora had to Luan, but she couldn't give up either. She loved Luan too much, and he loved her. There was no way Ingrid could take a step back, even though she knew Nora had a child with him.

"... You two will both stay with Daddy... Isn't that the best solution for everyone?" Lenore suggested.

"Never!" "Definitely not!" The two responded loudly in unison.

"Mm, you two are very selfish." Lenore sighed when she heard their answers and went to Luan. Then she hugged his arm. "Dad, what do you think about that?"

"I only love Ingrid romantically," Luan told her, "I told you, I once loved your mother, but now I only love Ingrid. I like Nora differently."

"But isn't love eternal?" Lenore had never fallen in love. She had doubts. "Dad, will you ever stop loving Ingrid?"

This aroused interest not only from Ingrid, but from Nora as well.

"..." Luan twisted his lips. His daughter caught him in a good way: "No. I won't stop loving Ingrid; and as for your mother... I practically forced myself to stop loving her; otherwise I would still love her today."

"... Maybe you still love her, but you just forgot, or don't want to remember," Lenore said in her cool voice, but it was even a little soft with a hint of disappointment.

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Edited by: Azurtha