Long Lasting Impression (New)

Patrick and Shi Ling stared into each other's eyes as Patrick introduced himself. Lost in Patrick's gaze, Shi Ling unconsciously expressed her hidden admiration for the tall silver-haired man standing six feet from her, even loosening her lips, and dilating her pupils. But suddenly becoming self-aware of her mesmerized expression, Shi Ling's face blushed red as she diverted her gaze from Patrick's.

But before Shi Ling could enjoy the romantic scene, a male soldier with a desperate expression hurriedly dashed toward her. Kneeling with palms cupped over his head, the soldier reported.

"Mistress, there is trouble!"

"Speak," Shi Ling said, assuming a serious countenance.

"While hunting in the mountain range, we suddenly encountered a level eight mountain beast—

"A level eight beast? But the Elders said this route of the Mountain Beast Range was the safest, with only level five mountain beasts at best, so why is there a level eight beast suddenly, and now of all times?"

"We thought the same, Mistress. But what's worse is that this route leads deeper into the core area of the mountain range, which is false from the route the Elders provided. And due to the presence of the eight-level beast, there are hordes of mountain beasts scattering about; we suspect thousands, or at least hundreds, of them, could be heading for our camp."

Hearing the soldier, Shi Ling's eyes widened with doubt and disbelief at first, but a tinge of murderous intent also flashed from her eyes as she turned and looked into the horizon, and indeed, using her energy to focus tens of miles in the distance, clouds of dust could be seen rising in the skies, indicating the heavy barrage of thousands of incoming objects.

Feeling an overwhelming sensation of betrayal and treachery, which escalated her breathing and caused her chest to heave up and down, Shi Ling maintained her gaze as she commanded, "Protect the camp; those not injured are to join me at the foothill. Where is General Chun?"

"General Chun sent me here to relay the urgent news since I was the second fastest in the group. And to inform you that she will be going to the city to request help from the family."

"She read my mind. Now relay my orders and be ready for battle."

"Yes, Mistress." Said the soldier as he dashed from the scene and towards the camp.

First calming herself and dispersing her murderous intent, Shi Ling turned to Patrick and made a saddened smile as she said softly, "Please make your way to safety and try escaping if you can. With this amount of mountain beasts, it would be a miracle if we lasted for even an hour, and that's not accounting for the eighth-level mountain beast.

It was destined for us to encounter, but I must regrettably admit that this might also be the last time we see each other. Farewell, Patrick."

Shi Ling said as she jumped down the hill, her face carrying hints of regret and sorrow as if someone were separating from their lover, fated to never see them again.

Patrick stood as he watched Shi Ling jump down the hill, he then stared into the horizon and saw the clouds of dust thicker than they previously were.

"Grace, what do you think?"

"She seems to have fallen in love with you, Master; do you perhaps think her fit to be your woman?"

"If falling in love with me was the prerequisite for becoming my woman, then totality would be my harem. She is in love with me, that is obvious, and if I am to gauge her beauty, she falls short only to Athena when she was mortal.

But becoming my woman is not just in title, but also in existence. They must know and accept the responsibility of being my woman and the reality of them being isolated for being above everything in totality and beyond. Plus, they must be a good fuck and have some personality."

Patrick said, shrugging his head at the last part.

"Well, knowing that you are the first man she has ever fallen in love with despite being surrounded by powerful male suitors all her life, it's safe to say Shi Ling meets all your requirements, Master."

"Nevertheless, it's high time I engage in this multiverse a bit."

…

At the camp, in a tent dozens of meters away from Shi Ling's tent, Athena lay resting on a floating cloud, wearing a see-through night dress. Suddenly, as if disturbed by the commotion outside, Athena lazily opened her exhausted but satisfied eyes, with full comprehension of everything occurring.

With a thought, a wave of energy showered Athena, her infinity dress materializing on her body in a cultivation style with white and crimson color; the dress stopped at her thighs with a cloak-like portion hanging behind her, her breasts forcing the dress to open up cleavage on her chest.

She wore white, silver, high-heeled boots neatly fitted up to her knees and white stockings, which covered the rest of her leg to her waist. Her hair autonomously straightened behind her back, showered with golden sprinkles within. Bracelets materialized on her arms and forearms, with an earring gracing her godly ears.

Done dressing, Athena walked from the tent as she saw hundreds of male and female cultivators rushing outside the camp in groups.

"All soldiers, prepare for battle; we are being attacked by mountain beasts!"

Shouted by a warrior as he ran outside the camp with a group of over three thousand.

Shifting her gaze, Athena looked up and saw Patrick, then with a thought, her view zoomed in as she was now standing next to him. Looking at the half-naked Patrick, Athena smiled lustfully as she said, "You still smell like me from last night."

"...yes, your feminine scent feels heavenly to breathe in," Patrick said while looking at Athena as if asking for another round.

Athena rolled her eyes upon hearing this as she said, "I am not getting fucked right now~, not when there is a massacre about to occur~."

"Then I will just erase every beast in this realm if that's what's preventing us," Patrick said as he walked closer and hugged Athena, gripping her ass in the process.

"~I just showered~, the least you could do is hug me with a clean body~," Athena said as she duplicated herself and separated from Patrick's dirty embrace. She then ordered as a golden downpour showered Patrick and her other self.

"And also, wouldn't that be boring, wiping things from existence with thoughts or waving of hands? I love when you solve things physically, that savage and alluring chaotic you." The other self of Athena said with folded arms, her eyes lustfully gazing at Patrick's naked body.

Listening to Athena, Patrick washed himself under the downpour, with Athena next to him levitating and running her hands through his hair, "We are Absolute Infinity beings, Athena; boredom and emotions are but ours to wield and manipulate at will. But you do have a point; breaking some bones and crushing skulls barehanded is invigorating."

Done showering, the downpour ceased as Patrick's infinity clothes set, in jade black cultivation attire, materialized on him. He wore long trousers tucked into his gold-armored boots, stopping at his shins, a long-sleeved robe fittingly wrapped around his body, with two gold-plated armguards. A medium-sized gold belt wrapped around his waist, and two gold-armored shoulder guards firmly gripped his shoulders. His silver hair grew shorter, stopping at a range where his wet hair only stopped at his face and on the back of his neck. Then, a large black coat appeared over his back, acting like a robe while also having the armholes in case he wanted to use them.

With a stylish yet subtly luxurious style, Patrick now resembled a royal cultivator with a mysterious ambiance and aura. One is never to be deciphered yet carries an arrogant and condescending presence.

"Dashing!" Athena, standing next to Patrick, said.

Standing by the hill and looking into the distance, Patrick spoke, "The fight has already begun, and at this pace, the cultivators will be wiped out before their general even returns with reinforcements."

"Time to join the party. Coming?" Patrick said and asked.

"I will leave the hero title to you today, my dear. And besides, don't you have a damsel in distress that needs saving, ~awaiting her knight in shining armor~?" Athena said coquettishly as she merged and became one again.

Looking at Athena, Patrick expressed as if in disbelief as he shook his head, "I guess even an Absolute Infinity being like me can be teased." He then walked to Athena as the couple passionately kissed.

"Now, go save my sister," Athena said, patting his shoulder armor as if cleaning it.

"Your wish is my desire, oh Athena King, first Goddess of Infinity, of course also Wisdom and Warcraft," Patrick said jokingly as he sunk into the earth.

With Patrick gone, Athena chuckled as she sat down, with a white sofa simultaneously materializing behind her. A white baby dragon with eight wings and golden eyes appeared on her lap as she stroked the beast's tiny head.

…

Currently, on the battlefield, thousands of cultivators were being charged into or smashed by hundreds of beasts, each with their packs and with unique designs. A group of cultivators formed a defensive formation as they utilized their energies and techniques to defend against the monsters, but with the monsters either being as tall as humans or numbering in the hundreds if tiny in size, the human cultivators stood little chance in defending themselves, let alone attacking, which was impossible, not when each group was being overwhelmed in power, number, or size.

"Form a defense formation around the Mistress, protect the Mistress!"

A male cultivator bellowed vigorously as he blocked an incoming charge by a six-legged scaled monster with the physical features of a rhino. While blocking the attack, another bulky male cultivator jumped in the sky over the monster with a large axe; with a heavy downward force, the bulky cultivator slashed at the monster's head, cleanly decapitating the monster.

Despite being presented with assured death, the cultivators remained loyal to their Mistress, their acts encouraging the surrounding cultivators, causing a spike of adrenaline boost in their energies as they bellowed in unison, "For the Mistress! For the Mistress!"

While her soldiers chanted for her, Shi Ling stood leading the charge into the battle. Her eyes constantly shone bright and with destiny as she engaged in a serious battle with a group of three hundred of the same monsters her soldiers just killed.

A monster lunged at Shi Ling from the back, but without even turning her head, she formed a sword from her energy and slashed the monster in half still in the air. Then galvanizing even more of her energy, Shi Ling jumped and hovered tens of meters in the sky, then spreading her right palm downwards, hundreds of swords materialized from her energy as she uttered, "Dao of Destiny, Destiny Descent!"

Like an angel furious with the ways of the world, a downpour of energy swords occurred as they launched at the monsters below. Screams and wails sounded from the monsters as they were massacred by the hundreds. The energy swords only targeted the monsters, easing the battle on the soldiers.

Seeing this, the soldiers became even more energized and invigorated as they chanted.

"YAY! HAIL TO THE MISTRESS OF FATE!"

"ALL HAIL!"

Like obsessed martyrs, the men and women bellowed chants to their mistress as she massacred the monsters by the hundreds.

But then,

SCREECH!

A loud and catastrophic screech, chaotic enough to cause the earth to tremble intensely and even cause earthquakes and mountains to crumble, reverberated throughout the scene as it instantly silenced the chanting crew. The pressuring sound energy released by the unknown monster alone sent every cultivator below to blurt out mouthfuls of blood, some even passing out as their minds couldn't defend against the pressuring energy wave.

Even Shi Ling, the strongest person at the scene, couldn't fully defend against the energy attack. While trying to defend using her energy shield, the monster's energy spreading like echoes instantly shattered her shield upon contact with the first sound frequency echo. But unlike her soldiers, Shi Ling simultaneously erupted with every ounce of energy in her being as she created a wide vacuum, covering her soldiers and herself within and from the devastating energy wave.

Not long after, the energy wave ceased, returning the scene to a calm but horrifying state. Shi Ling dispelled her energy as she panted heavily, her eyes dimmed to normal and her face dripping with sweat as she stared deep into the mountain range exhaustedly.

"Mistress, Here is a Qi rejuvenation pill. We know you donated yours to the soldiers; please accept it." A female warrior said with a pleading tone as if her mistress was going to deny the pill if she didn't plead.

Looking at the woman, exhausted in both stamina and Qi energy, which is the energy of the cultivation world, Shi Ling smiled helplessly as she nodded, taking the pill and swallowing it after. A wave of energy surged from her body, but it was barely enough for her to regain her demeanor, let alone fully recuperate her energy.

"What now, Mistress, do you think we will survive till reinforcements arrive?"

"Don't worry, General Chun is a cultivation realm higher than me; with her speed, it will only take an hour to reach the city. And once Father is notified, he would likely send the strongest Elders to our rescue, and with their speed, reaching us would take at most an incense stick of time."

Shi Ling said, boosting the morale of the surrounding soldiers; their faces became vibrant with hope as they mustered every ounce of courage left to survive for the next hour and a few minutes.

'I have to calm them for now; with General Chun's injuries, making such a trip on time would be taxing to her body. And I can't use the Dao of Destiny technique anymore; any further attempts would be injuring my life force. The best we can do now is try and recuperate the most energy we can, at least before the next beast horde starts, and based on that overwhelming energy wave, the next horde will be our last battle.'

Shi Ling thought as she evaluated their condition.

Then, as if the heavens were against them, the ground suddenly began trembling, this time more intensely than the last horde of beasts. Feeling the earth quaking beneath them, the cultivators exchanged gazes as they saw the wisps of hope in their eyes vanish and were replaced with dread and horror.

Even Shi Ling had to admit her helplessness this time, she expressed with widened eyes and an opened mouth as she stared at the distance.

The cultivators' faces only worsened as they watched hundreds of trees being knocked down in the mountain region, indicating an incoming horde of monsters at least double the size of the last horde.

Looking in the distance and seeing monsters filling the horizon, the cultivators expressed hopeless faces as they forewent any idea of being saved, let alone escaping what is already an inevitable death.

Seeing the last string of hope finally cut, Shi Ling closed her eyes and calmed herself.

'So this is it; there is no other way then,' Shi Ling expressed as she began walking towards the incoming horde, which was approaching ever so closely. Her face became resolute as she clenched her fists; her body began radiating with killing intent as she murmured.

"So not only did you send us on a false mission, lying about the secret whereabouts of Bei Feng Jian, when it was all along a trap. You even dared to send assassins to burn our rations, shortening our food supply. And now you set us on a path of guaranteed death, claiming it as the safest route.

Wang, Guo, Shu, Chen, and you, Ju Bejiang, and your royal family. I swear on my immortal soul, I shall avenge my soldiers here today, whose lives you see as pests, be it this life or the next. I shall erase your families from the face of this realm for eternity, never to be even reincarnated in the afterlife. This I swear."

Shi Ling's body radiated with an overwhelming amount of killing intent, causing even her soldiers to forget the monsters and focus on her for a second.

Step by step, Shi Ling's body erupted with more thick, dark red killing intent.

'Forgive me, Fairy Master, for I am about to die before even comprehending the Dao of Destiny technique you gifted me... and...' Shi Ling paused as she looked ahead, her killing energy suddenly dwindling as she expressed sorrowfully; she then helplessly but self-mockingly smiled as she spoke.

"...well, I at least fell in love before my death. What a feeling; it was as if time stopped, and he... sigh—why bother? It's just the ramblings of a suicidal girl after all."

Shi Ling said as she raised her palms together, her once exhausted body suddenly began radiating with energy, but unlike her goldish energy from earlier, this energy was pure white, as if it were the life essence of a living being.

"If I must die to atone for my sins, so be it, but my soldiers have families to return to, families I promised to bring their fathers, brothers, sisters, mothers, and lovers back to. And I, Shi Ling, always keep my promises, even in death!"

Shi Ling's voice increased as she spoke, her words reaching the ears of her soldiers as it sent waves of mixed emotions in their hearts. Some knelt as they wept, crying louder as their mistress' voice and energy increased, meaning her life force was being drained and bringing her death closer as the seconds ticked.

Shi Ling watched the beasts only a mile away now; her face became serious and extremely murderous, completely devoid of any grace or majesty, only replaced by hate, anger, and resentment. She could feel her body weakening and her vision becoming blurry, indicating her approaching death.

…

But then, Shi Ling saw a blurry male figure suddenly appear before her, the individual wearing a black outfit and some gold armaments.

"You have made quite the impression, Mistress of Fate. But I will take it from here."

The last thing Shi Ling saw and heard was the male individual's face and voice before suddenly losing consciousness. Her vision became even blurrier as she finally lost sight of everything, in her case, accepting death.

Shi Ling lost consciousness as she fell backward, with Patrick saving her from falling as he carried her like a princess. Holding the deep-sunk state-minded Shi Ling, Patrick steadily placed her on the ground, his action calm and unhurried as if not bothered by the incoming hordes of beasts the least.

Standing and turning around, Patrick stared at the charging beasts, growling and roaring as they lunged at their targets.

"For bringing my future wife to this state, I shall wipe out this entire mountain region of beasts."

Patrick said as he also began walking towards the monsters, like going on a stroll.

Walking at a human pace, Patrick took five steps as he jumped in the air, then straightening his body, he launched at the largest monster, an eighteen-foot-tall, ten-legged beast with black eyes. Like a meteor, Patrick descended on the beast, instantly bursting through its large body with his feet first and plunging into the earth after.

The beast wailed in agony as it crashed dead on the spot, causing a wave of beasts to crash into its large blocking body. But Patrick exploded from the earth as he blasted through the group of monster beasts, exterminating the entire pack in an instant and clearing the spot. Patrick hovered midair as he stared at hundreds of beasts still charging at him. Some of the beasts flew in flocks as they unleashed waves of fire explosions at Patrick.

Faced with the explosions, Patrick drifted directly through them, appearing before the monsters. Then in an instant, he flashed at an unscalable speed as he blitzed through the flying beasts. Hundreds of shredded beasts' corpses descended from the skies in countless pieces like rain. Patrick's robe fluttered with the wind as he radiated with a majestic aura.

Then looking at the monsters below, Patrick expressed impassively, "Insects," as he held out his left hand. His action telekinetically levitated the hundreds of beasts into the air, and then with a fist clench, all the beasts got crushed and imploded from within, their crushed bodies spraying liters of beast blood.

Within just five seconds, Patrick ended the battle. Eradicating every monster at the scene.

Hovering in the air, Patrick stared at the mountain range. "SCREECH!" A loud screech reverberated again, similar to earlier, but this time, it exuded more killing energy and demolition. It instantly pulverized all the nearby trees and even caused the mountains to tremble and become unstable.

The chaotic energy wave reached Patrick. But only acting as if it were a light breeze, Patrick remained unreactive, his robe gently swaying behind him. But in account of the cultivators behind him, Patrick waved his palm, instantly dispelling the beast's killing intent from the scene and preventing its pressuring descent on the cultivators, which would have killed all of them seeing that the wave carried ominous amounts of killing intent from an eighth-level beast.

"Come, little snake, come," Patrick said, his gaze impassive.

Then, an exaggerated trembling occurred as a large, long beast glided through the earth. Its massive body could be seen leaving a wide path in its wake as it traveled towards Patrick. Despite the creature's size, it blitzed through the earth and reached Patrick in an instant, its speed ignoring the principle of speed plus weight equals slow.

When Patrick reached the earth, it exploded, and a massive, black-scale python with a ten-mile-long body emerged from the earth and lunged at him in the air. The beast, with a gaping mouth and a ferocious, murderous glare, aimed to devour its identified prey.

As the beast lunged at him, Patrick dodged swiftly and made a karate chop at the beast's head, his attack instantly pulverizing the beast's internal organs and knocking it out as it continued flying midair and landed on the ground, its body, an open mouth, dragging on the ground as it slowly dragged towards Shi Ling's body and the cultivators.

The massive snake's body continued gliding on the ground for over a mile as it stopped an inch from Shi Ling's body. Compared to the mountainous-sized carcass lying before her unconscious body, Shi Ling was like a pebble.

…

The cultivators witnessed all this, from Patrick appearing before their mistress to him easily eradicating the monsters, and finally to him killing an eight-level beast with but a single head chop.

Most expressed disbelief as they watched Patrick, who was hovering in the distance like a god or heavenly being. Some expressed with dread and horror as they stared at the massive beast lying an inch away from their mistress' body. Beads of sweat filled their faces as they exchanged gazes. To think this was the monster they were destined to face. Their deaths were but guaranteed if not for the silver-haired traveler.

But then, as if killing the eight-level beast wasn't a worthy enough feat, the cultivators again witnessed as the mountain range, which spread for hundreds of thousands of miles in the horizon, began instant barren land. And this was caused by the silver-haired man who easily waved his palm as if slicing off the earth itself.

Some cultivators, upon witnessing the godly phenomenon, exchanged gazes as they could see the horror and reality-shattering disbelief on each other's faces. To think there was such a person among them all this time and they weren't even aware of it sent chills in their hearts. If he were their enemy, it would be as if fighting at least ten of the eight-level snake beasts.

Patrick drifted from the distance and landed next to Shi Ling, easily picking her body, he carried her and walked towards the cultivators. Standing a few meters away from the cultivators, he spoke, "The beast horde is over, return to camp."

Hearing the man, the cultivators unconsciously submitted authority to him as they cupped their hands and bowed their heads respectfully. None dared to question his orders, not like they were privileged to do so anyway.

…

A few hours later, it was past midday, and the sun shone brightly in the sky.

Inside Shi Ling's tent, Shi Ling lay resting, her previous pale face completely gone. Her vitality rejuvenated, and her life force was ever so potent. Not even a wound or mark could be seen on her beautiful face.

But suddenly, "Patrick!" Scaring herself awake while uttering a name, Shi Ling awoke and sat up. She inspected her surroundings and noticed this was her tent, but before she could react, she got distracted by something.

'Huh? My lifeforce, why is it so potent? Could it be that all that was a dream? But I saw men killed, and even Patrick appeared before… wait, Patrick." Shi Ling thought to herself as she paused on Patrick's name.

But then, a female guard walked into the tent, "Mistress, you are awake!" The guard said with excitement as she approached Shi Ling with a concerned face.

"What happened? Did the Elders arrive already?" Shi Ling asked as she rose from her bed.

"… No Mistress, General Chun never returned; it has been hours since her departure now." The female guard reported with a dejected expression.

"If the Elders didn't arrive, then what happened to the army? Don't tell me we two are the only survivors." Shi Ling questioned desperately.

"No Mistress, the entire army is safe and is outside packing to leave for the city."

"What? How? How did we survive the beasts' attacks then if the Elders didn't arrive?" Shi Ling said as she opened her tent and saw thousands of her soldiers, all healthy and revitalized as they packed for departure.

"About that, Mistress. Before losing consciousness due to you wanting to drain your life force and explode your cultivation core, that Heavenly Master came and saved you." The guard said, emphasizing a particular person.

"Heavenly Master? He saved us; who is it?" Shi Ling asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Mistress, he also took care of the beast hordes and even killed the eight-level Earth-scaled python and wiped out the entire beast mountain range, turning it into a barren land." The guard said with admiration and reverence to the person being spoken about.

Hearing this, Shi Ling frowned as she looked at the guard, expressing admiration and even sexual interest in the person. But although in disbelief, Shi Ling couldn't deny the cultivation warriors outside were all healthy and in exalted moods. She turned to the guard and asked.

"Does this Heavenly Master happen to be young, dark-toned, and have silver hair?"

"Yes, Mistress, he was the traveler that arrived last night."

"...Where is he?" Listening to the guard, Shi Ling's eyes widened as she asked.

"He is at the hill, near to the camp—

Not even allowing her subordinate to finish, Shi Ling flashed from the scene as she disappeared towards the hill.

…

At the hill, Patrick stood as he stared into the horizon, his robe fluttered with the swaying wind, his demeanor elegant and kingly like the king he was. His short hair suddenly fluttered even more, due to a rushing figure that had arrived.

Knowing who had arrived, Patrick slightly turned his head left briefly as he continued looking into the horizon again.

"…"

The scene was quiet as both parties stood silent. But Shi Ling, having the gaze of someone looking at their long-lost lover, stared at Patrick's back and fluttering robe as she smiled, her smile augmenting her beauty and her hair free to sway with the gentle and calm breeze.

Step by step, Shi Ling approached as she stood next to Patrick's right. She stared into the horizon, seeing the previous landmass of forestation now completely replaced by a barren land. But seeing this only caused Shi Ling to smile even more as she placed her swaying gold hair behind her ear. She then looked down when she saw the massive ten-mile-long python beast lying dead on the ground.

"So, you didn't leave." Shi Ling said with a soft tone.

"… I never intended to," Patrick replied, still staring at the horizon.

"Thanks for saving my men; I shall be forever grateful for saving their lives."

"Their deaths were unnecessary, nothing worth mentioning."

~Chuckle~ "Still, I am grateful."

"…"

"…So what now? You save the day, becoming everyone's hero. Is there anything else you want to do?" Shi Ling asked, her tone shy as if hinting at an invitation to Patrick.

But remaining silent, Patrick turned and stared at Shi Ling. Shi Ling also stared at Patrick as they interlocked gazes. Looking into the enchanting gaze of the tall silver-haired Patrick, Shi Ling's eyes dilated again, her face getting flustered and flushed red, and her mouth invitingly opening slightly.

Staring in her eyes, Patrick answered, "Yes, there is something I want," as he walked and kissed Shi Ling.

Completely surrendering herself in his embrace, Shi Ling kissed passionately. The couple kissed for a while, the breeze blessing the scene with a romantic atmosphere.

After a while of kissing, Patrick and Shi Ling separated their lips. But staring into Patrick's eyes with loving and mesmerized eyes, Shi Ling said.

"I am yours now."