Chapter 2 Someone Slept in My Bed!
A month and a half ago.
When Luxianbei opened her eyes, she saw a purple canopy with silver peonies embroidered all over it, and the flickering lights outside the canopy.
The strange smell of traditional Chinese medicine mingled with the sound of a ticking hourglass.
As she shifted slightly, a wave of tearing pain rippled through her entire body.
It felt like dozens of steamrollers had been thrown onto her.
“Hmm~!”
The intense pain made her let out a muffled groan.
“Creak—!”
As if hearing the noise Luxianbei made, someone pushed the door open and came to her bedside, lifting the canopy.
Xiuyao leaned in, half her head protruding from outside the canopy, and said meaningfully, “You’re awake? You are now our…”
“Are you trying to say I’m already the top girl of your customs shop?”
Xiuyao, “……”
“Could you at least come up with something new?”
Luxianbei instinctively threw out a jab, interrupting Xiuyao’s speech.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a tingling sensation like an electric shock rising from her right arm, spreading all the way to her mouth, and then the numbness dissipated, transforming into a strong pain.
At that moment, she felt as if her mouth was about to explode.
d*mn! Didn’t the Proxy Player Sister say that the malevolence in my body had been completely eliminated?
Why do I feel deceived?
What’s the point of living if I can’t even throw out trash talk?
Luxianbei muttered to herself, looking at Xiuyao with a puzzled expression. She saw Xiuyao with her arms crossed in front of her chest, wearing a smirk that revealed she was enjoying this.
“Are you wondering why you are here?”
Luxianbei endured the pain and nodded slightly.
“Of course, it’s because my master showed mercy and saved your little life!” Xiuyao pouted, “By the way, that big boss really seems to hate you to the bone!”
“Do you know that when I found you, you looked so distorted and unrecognizable that several layers of mosaics wouldn’t pass inspection!”
Luxianbei, “……”
I only took a hit, how come it sounds so terrible when she says it?
Like I was crushed into pulp?
“You better believe it!”
Xiuyao rolled her eyes and continued, “Even with the world’s malevolence heavily wounding you, the big boss still spent a massive amount of spirit energy infusing it into that giant, almost restoring the miraculous powers of the Hundred-Arm Giant by about fifty to sixty percent.”
“My master invited the best shaman from the Dansha Gu Affairs Pharmacy to look at your condition and shook his head. If it weren’t for your special situation, they would have invited the whole village to a feast by now.”
“Special situation?” Luxianbei asked, and with that, a wave of intense pain hit her face again.
Looking at her two eyebrows twitching in pain, Xiuyao rolled her eyes, “I don’t quite understand the specifics either. To put it in my own words, your witch species urban legend’s core seems to possess a strong bl**d production ability?”
“By the way, that shaman who helped treat you said your mythological species urban legend core might need to take a break for a while…”
Luxianbei was momentarily stunned and exclaimed excitedly, “Temporarily? How long will that wait… Ouch—!”
In fact, all along, Luxianbei had been quite resistant to using the powers of the witch species. Compared to the grand and destructive power of the mythological species, the dark and sinister feeling of the witch species always made her uncomfortable.
The Proxy Player Sister had also warned her not to keep jumping back and forth, or she would get into big trouble.
Most importantly, she was currently in this ghastly state because of the Witch’s Egg. To say she held no grudges would be impossible.
Seeing Luxianbei’s sudden reaction, writhing in pain on the bed, Xiuyao tilted her head and said unkindly, “When will you be able to use it?”
Luxianbei gradually eased up a bit and nodded towards Xiuyao.
“Well, that’s hard to say.” Xiuyao shrugged, “My master said she can’t help you remove the Hundred-Arm Giant’s power, which means that force will continue to harm your body and urban legend core until the energy is depleted, or…”
She paused and raised an eyebrow at Luxianbei, “Or you manage to suppress, tame, and take it for yourself, finally releasing it like using a spell formula.”
“However, how to suppress that force, we currently can’t think of a way either, so you’ll have to try it yourself.”
Hearing this, Luxianbei recalled the horrifying yet pure destructive power carried on the arm of that golden-armored giant, her gaze slightly sharpening.
If she could wield that force, even with limitations, it could turn into a great weapon!
As for how to suppress it, she could try in her dreams, just like when she practiced swordsmanship with Qing Ji before.
After all, in dreams, one wouldn’t truly d*e; if worst came to worst, she could just try multiple times.
Is there really a despicable adventurer capable of resurrecting infinitely, unable to conquer a problem? Luxianbei thought excitedly.
Seeing her eyes tremble slightly, showing some excitement, Xiuyao stood up and stretched lazily.
“All right, I’ve said what I needed to say, and your questions are mostly answered. Now I need to report back to my master.”
“Additionally, my master said that once you recover enough to move freely, you can leave here anytime.”
After saying that, Xiuyao turned and walked towards the room’s exit.
As she was leaving, Luxianbei straightened herself a little, calling out softly, “Wait!”
Upon hearing her voice, Xiuyao stopped and turned to look at Luxianbei, “Is there something else?”
“Are you going to tell me where my master went? She’s currently busy strengthening the big boss’s seal, building the mint, taking over the entertainment city, and negotiating interest distributions with the Jade Palace fairies. She has no time for you.”
Luxianbei shook her head.
That was not what she wanted to ask, but her earlier movement had triggered her injuries, and she was too pained to speak.
“……” Xiuyao bit her lip, pondering for a moment, then tentatively said, “So you want to know why my master rescued you?”
“Well, my master said you owe her a life and will have to repay it in the future.”
As the former destroyer of worlds, the Black Peony naturally knew that it was the world-malevolence factor that succeeded in destroying the world, and she herself would face the same fate. Even if she failed, it would create significant upheaval.
In these turbulent times, wanting to live well and to take precautions by making Luxianbei owe her one life was not a bad choice.
Not to mention, she had reservations about that powerful entity who used the red thread of fate to forcibly alter Luxianbei’s trajectory.
If Luxianbei died, that genius powerhouse wouldn’t hesitate to come knocking.
Owe her a life? Luxianbei shook her head again.
After a brief rest that allowed her to regain the strength to speak, she looked at Xiuyao with intense focus and said seriously, “What about my [Twisted Flower of Parallel Time and Space] figurine? It’s still here, right? It’s definitely still here, right?”
That misprinted Bai Xiaohua figurine was pledged by a gambler to the entertainment city, not conjured by the big boss’s power, so it wouldn’t turn into quicksand with the city’s fall.
Throughout the escape, Luxianbei had carefully protected it until she lost consciousness completely.
Xiuyao, “……”
Is this all?
Such a pile of stuff, and you’re not concerned about the legendary weapons, nor the statue hiding the cataclysm-grade urban legend’s remains, nor the heap of precious alchemy materials; all you care about is a plastic little figure?
While it’s normal for a world-destroying factor to be a bit twisted, but… what are you thinking?
Muttering to herself, Xiuyao rolled her eyes and said lightly, “It’s gone.”
As her words fell, Luxianbei’s eyes turned red, and she trembled violently, collapsing onto the bed with a thud. The dual surge of physical and spiritual pain caused her to lose consciousness instantly.
Thus…
After lying in bed at the customs shop for seven or eight days, after barely regaining her ability to move, Luxianbei set off on her journey home.
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Under the night sky, a taxi rushed through the deserted streets of Huacheng.
Zhang Shan, after hearing Luxianbei’s concise story, which omitted unnecessary details, widened his eyes.
“You’re saying there’s a place like that in the world?”
A casino that grants all wishes, alongside a customs shop that satisfies all XP systems, was simply too marvelous for Zhang Shan. Coupled with Luxianbei’s vivid recounting, he felt like he had personally experienced a wonderful journey.
However…
Now that she had finished telling her story, doesn’t that mean I have nothing to say?
Zhang Shan thought to himself, glancing at the barrage on his phone, his mouth twitching involuntarily.
A Daoist under Qingcheng Mountain: “The content is too vulgar and violent. It’s leading my child astray, I have reported it.”
An old pervert on the internet, 850: “Male water friend, back off! Let the female anchor stream!”
I Come from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor sent out rockets ×5
I Come from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor: “A customs shop surrounded by beauties, a casino where one spends extravagantly, and sprawling wastelands with gigantic humanoid mechs… I want to experience it in person!”
An old pervert on the internet, 850: “The wealthy guy is right!”
Water-cooked Mermaid: “Agreed!”
I Come from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor: “Everyone, shall we make a date to go together one day? I want to touch those gigantic humanoid mechs myself! If I could take one back for my collection, that’d be even better.”
Thus, a flurry of question marks passed through the screen.
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When Luxianbei returned home and opened the door, she sensed something unusual.
Slowly walking into the room and turning on the lights, she looked around and furrowed her brows.
Although she noticed something was off and the arrangement was as usual, with all doors and windows securely closed, she still felt that something was wrong, though she couldn’t pinpoint what.
“……”
In silence, she subtly withdrew the Ling Tai Purification from the metallic box behind her, holding it in her right hand, while secretly reciting a spell to gather a spark of red flame at her left fingertip, cautiously making her way into the house with careful steps against the wall.
Three minutes later.
After carefully searching the entire house, Luxianbei stood in the living room, deep in thought.
Although she didn’t find any hidden threats, she still felt that something was amiss!
It was as if someone had touched her things, and even if they were returned to their original position, intuitively, she felt there was a change…
Luxianbei muttered to herself, calling out softly, “Mafun? Are you here? Come out!”
Her calling resonated throughout the house, but she received no response; the little urban legend in her home seemed to have wandered off again.
After lingering in the living room for a moment, Luxianbei sighed silently, placed the metallic box on the floor to open it, and took out her coat before striding upstairs.
She had more important things to do.
During the past week or so, while Luxianbei stayed at the customs shop, she didn’t dream after sleeping each night, likely due to the influence of the bl**d and flesh tunnel or the severity of her injuries.
Now that she had finally returned home, she was eager to see if she could enter her dreams and begin to conquer the powers of the Hundred-Arm Giant.
However, lying on her familiar bed, eyes tightly shut, her brows knitted together.
As time passed, Luxianbei found it hard to fall asleep for a long time.
After tossing and turning for over an hour, it was as if she suddenly realized something, and she abruptly opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, letting out a low roar.
“Wait! Someone has slept in my bed!”
While speaking, she endured the faint pains relayed through the bandages on her body and jumped up quickly to turn on the light, propping herself up on the bed and scanning the carpet. Then, she noticed a small, liquid-soaked mark the size of a fingernail at the corner of her pillow.
Gazing at that small patch, Luxianbei squinted her eyes and muttered, “d*mn it! Which b*stard was it? Not only did they sleep in my bed, but they also drooled? If I catch you, you’ll be in a world of trouble!”
Cursing under her breath, she got up and walked towards the storage room, opening the wardrobe door, and froze in place at the sight inside.
The wardrobe, which had originally stored two sets of bedding sets bought from the official flagship merchandise store for “Love and Magical Girls,” now had nothing but two sets of plain gray cotton bedding, stark and ridiculous.
“What the hell! How can someone be so heartless? Killing someone without any remorse, who did this?!”
Ignoring the pain, Luxianbei let out a heart-wrenching wail.
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At 2:30 AM, Tangcheng, Taohua Road.
“Dingling—dingling—!”
Amidst the sound of jingling wind chimes, someone emerged from Chunfeng Residence, carefully locking the door behind them and then turning to walk down the alley.
Under the night sky, fine snowflakes slowly drifted down from the sky.
A young woman in a qipao held a blue and white porcelain hand warmer adorned with silver peacock patterns in one hand and a slender pipe in the other, strolling through the snow as she made her way down the dimly lit alley toward the main street.
In the wind and snow, her graceful figure, lightly swaying with her elegant strides, resembled a blooming peach blossom in early spring, captivating and delicate.
Upon reaching the street, she paused by the roadside for a brief moment, then gently waved her hand to hail a passing taxi, opened the door, and sat in the back seat.
“Take me to the Peach Source scenic area… back entrance.”
“Okay,” the taxi driver replied, starting the vehicle to head towards the scenic area located on the outskirts.
The driver appeared to be an introverted person, remaining silent throughout the journey.
The young woman also didn’t speak much; after getting in, she rolled down the window, leisurely tapping her pipe while gazing out at the shifting ancient city landscapes in the snow, her jet-black hair flowing in the wind, her expression dazed as if she had drunk half a jin of aged wine.
When the taxi finally arrived at the remote back entrance of the Peach Source scenic area, it stopped.
Yet at this moment, the driver remained silent, neither urging the young woman to get out nor asking for payment.
In the silence, the young woman withdrew her gaze, lazily raising her hand to point her slender fingertip at the back of the driver’s head, a cruel smile blossoming on her cherry-pink lips.
“BIANG——!”
Accompanied by a sound mimicking gunfire, a slender, dazzling green beam burst forth from her fingertip, piercing the driver’s head, leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the windshield before vanishing into the valley below.
The entire process, apart from the young woman’s soft sigh, was devoid of any sound, as if a spring breeze had passed through.
It was as if nothing had happened; the young woman nonchalantly got out of the car, while the driver slowly collapsed onto the seat, tender green branches rapidly growing from beneath his skin. After a few breaths, they formed a tree with entwined roots, wrapping around the entire vehicle.
As she walked towards the scenic area, the sound of footsteps soon came from behind the young woman, and two thinly-dressed, simple-looking men caught up with her, awkwardly bowing as they greeted her.
Like birds spreading their wings.
The young woman glanced at the two men, raising her brow slightly, “Oh? It’s the two boys from the Zhuge family? Just in time, clean up that mess over there.”
The two men exchanged glances and respectfully bowed to the young woman, “We will obey Lady Jumeng’s orders.”
Upon hearing this, the young woman waved her hand, impatiently saying, “I’ve told you many times not to execute these unnecessary formalities. It makes me look like a tyrant, which is annoying.”
The two men bowed even lower, “Lady Jumeng speaks the truth; we will heed your teachings closely.”
“……” Jumeng glanced at the two men, hesitated to speak several times before finally letting out a silent sigh and said blandly, “Alright, let’s leave it like that! When you deal with that mess, be careful of what’s inside him!”
The Ghost Descender, also known as the Parasite Descender, has almost no spirit energy fluctuations after parasitizing within a human, yet it achieves effects similar to that of a patron’s mark. When necessary, it can separate from the host and change its parasitic target.
It’s a covert, efficient, and sinister spell formula.
However…
“Have I ever encountered something I can’t handle? Using such garbage to track me? Is their brain full of sh*t or what?”
“d*mn it, why do these commoners always want to harm me?”
Jumeng muttered under her breath, strutting confidently towards the depths of the mountains, heading directly into a massive cave that had seen few visitors over the millennia.
Someone had their eyes on her tomb, and she felt a little uneasy, so she persistently secured a fund from Yuan Ye, purchasing some materials to reinforce the barrier.
However…
What kind of urban legend is she Jumeng? She is the queen of urban legends in these eight hundred miles!
When she goes to find those spirit energy users and urban legends to buy materials, she can at least get a six to eight percent discount.
The saved funds… hey hey~! Of course, they’re for extravagant spending!
