Chapter 60 I Can Take You to Meet Your Mother
Zhong Hui never expected that Ji Yunpei would stop in her tracks, nor did he expect that after stopping, she would turn around and throw a dog in his direction.
Watching the pure white puppy getting closer to him, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, only to be dismissed one by one.
The spirit energy fluctuations emanating from the dog weren’t strong, and in his understanding, there was no urban legend present in the form of a pure white puppy that could pose a threat to him.
So, he continued forward, feeling the spirit energy swirling within him, as the massive phantom surrounding Zhong Hui swelled even more, gradually solidifying.
“Hahaha—!”
With the solidification of the phantom, a mighty laugh erupted.
With each laugh, the head of the phantom grew larger.
Its large mouth opened, revealing sharp white teeth and a long crimson tongue that curled, with an abyss-like throat, resembling an entrance to the underworld.
As the laughter ceased, the monstrous maw gaped to its fullest.
Then.
In one gulp, it swallowed the approaching pure white puppy and the swarm of paper figures.
“Boom!”
The lips closed with a sound like a city gate shutting.
The rapidly compressed air surged out from the seams of its lips, creating pale streams that swept out in all directions.
Following that was a chilling sound of chewing and swallowing.
In the distance, Luxianbei, controlling the channel of the God Realm Prototype, widened her eyes at the sight.
My calamity, I would call this uncle’s bite the strongest!
What bulletproof vests or disarming bombs compare to such a fierce act of swallowing explosives whole! Luxianbei thought.
However, she did not know that Zhong Hui’s action was not a reckless one.
Though unaware of the origin of the pure white puppy, just to be safe, he unleashed his strongest spirit pattern ability—[Devour Ghost]!
As long as he could swallow the foreign spirit energy and complete its digestion, he would acquire immunity corresponding to that spirit energy, thus alleviating any worries about unexpected outcomes despite not knowing the puppy’s background.
However, the strength of [Devour Ghost] against foreign spirit energy also had limits.
Unfortunately, the explosion contained within the white puppy, imbued with the Hundred-Armed Giant Power, just happened to exceed this limit.
As Zhong Hui controlled the spirit pattern to swallow the pure white puppy and prepared to digest it, he felt an unprecedented intense stimulation surge into his mind through the subtle connection with the spirit pattern.
That once-dark face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.
Thus, before the digestion could complete and the corresponding immunity be gained, a violent explosion erupted.
The massive phantom’s face convulsed violently, followed by a silvery brilliance that seemed poised to crush everything, erupting from its eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils, tearing the massive face apart and rising into a dazzling silver mushroom cloud.
Immediately following that, the alchemical bombs nestled in the bodies of the paper figures that had been swallowed alongside the pure white puppy were also shattered by the silver brilliance, sparking colorful brilliance that carried the toxic effects of calamity and alchemical waste, spreading outwards.
Zhong Hui, engulfed by the flames of the explosion, felt the phantom generated by the spirit pattern collapse and rebound against him. His hefty body convulsed and fell heavily to the ground, experiencing an overwhelming explosion in his head as if a volcano had erupted, leaving a blank space in his mind.
Though he quickly assessed that this violent explosion would not take his life, he also understood that this time, severe injury was inevitable.
For him, this kind of situation was akin to swallowing a serving of devil pepper wasabi sashimi—while he wouldn’t d*e, the gastrointestinal distress and the tearing pain when using the restroom the next day would be the most unbearable aspects.
Silver electricity flickered and danced along Zhong Hui’s charred body, as he endured the pain that felt as if every cell were being crushed. Looking up, he faintly saw a gigantic golden vortex swallowing the fleeing members of the Solar Eclipse Society before swiftly contracting down to a single grain-sized point of light.
In the next second, that point of light suddenly burst forth with a dazzling radiance, and then vanished without a trace, taking with it nearly two hundred members of the Solar Eclipse Society.
In the moment he collapsed from exhaustion into unconsciousness, a graceful figure flashed in Zhong Hui’s view.
“Boom——!”
A thunderous sound rang out in the corridor of the Three Gorges Psychiatric Hospital.
As the roar rose, flames leapt up, and thick smoke obscured the faint green glow of a safety exit light.
Shortly thereafter, a shrill cry erupted from the smoke, followed by an agile, dragon-like black figure that tore through the smoke, trampling down on a face covered in dark hair with its iron hooves.
Accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, brain matter gushed forth.
Enveloped in black armor, Jiang Li lifted her arm, channeling the powerful momentum of her liberated second phase of spirit patterns, sending her long blade forward as if lifting a tattered cloth, impaling several summoned gu beasts.
In midair, two massive blades etched with tiger claw patterns suddenly manifested, spanning the width of the corridor.
With a “swoosh,” the blades closed, instantly severing the gu beasts in half.
Air currents swept through, fierce winds roared, and foul bl**d splattered, staining the corridors on either side.
[Eleventh Execution Punishment: Tiger Head Guillotine]
Continuing forward, the black figure resembling the mythical beast Xiezhi galloped like the wind.
Quick, yet also unsteady.
During the collision with the spine-like A-Class spirit items, Jiang Li’s green blade became dull, and her metal-coated armor was deeply damaged, exposing her scarred skin beneath the scales. The faceplate was entirely shattered, leaving her pale face exposed as sweat mingled with bl**d trickled down.
Fortunately, the exit was near.
Jiang Li steadied herself, biting her tongue to stimulate pain; she forcibly dispelled the fog in her vision, took a deep breath, and dashed forward again.
However, the next moment, she was blocked.
Countless firmly clasped hands appeared ahead, suspended in midair, glowing with a stark white light, resembling some kind of plant seeds at first glance.
“Clap! Clap! Clap—!”
The man who claimed to be her father’s friend lightly applauded, emerging from behind the sea of hands.
“Who would have thought that the little girl from back then has grown to this extent, even after killing two strong foes, she still has the strength to escape.”
“Hum!” Jiang Li snorted coldly, interrupting him. “If necessary, killing three and taking the person away is completely feasible.”
“Is it really necessary to make this such an explosive affair? We can actually talk it over calmly.” The man said, scratching the back of his head, glancing at his two companions.
Just then, the urban legend dressed in a white dress, having undergone the “cannon punishment,” had long since lost her breath, her entire body charred, and her once-pale face had transformed into a dark purple, exhibiting signs of severe poisoning.
Meanwhile, the gu-faced woman, after receiving dozens of blade strikes and being quartered by the “Tiger Head Guillotine,” had her skull trampled by iron hooves; while she had not died yet, she certainly wouldn’t last much longer.
This wasn’t part of the plan!
Seeing Jiang Li’s firm stance, the man felt a wave of panic, unsure whether Jiang Li truly still had the strength to fight on, or if she was merely bluffing in her last throes.
Is it reasonable for a freshly ascended A-Class spirit ability user to take on two opponents of similar strength?
The situation left the man feeling as though it was his first time as a kidnapper, not only failing to succeed but also receiving a beating from the very target he intended to kidnap.
But as long as he believed in miracles, the mission would surely succeed.
With that thought, the man took a deep breath, and with a flick of thought, the hands floating in front of him transformed into streaks of flowing light, shooting out.
A shrill whistle erupted suddenly.
Jiang Li had no time to think; she reflexively raised her long blade to shield herself.
However, to her surprise, those streaks of light swept past her side and flew straight toward the gu-faced woman lying on the ground.
“Ah! Ah——!”
A heart-wrenching wail rang out.
Jiang Li turned back in shock, her eyes widening.
She saw the seed-like hands plunge into the body of the gu-faced woman after flying toward her, and then noticed her abdomen rapidly swell at a visible speed.
In the blink of an eye, the sound of flesh and bl**d rupturing echoed, as countless hands of various sizes, like an overturned ant colony, scattered in all directions.
What’s happening? That guy actually killed his own partner? Jiang Li thought in confusion.
She did not believe the man was the type to show mercy out of pity for his companions suffering; rather, he was likely the opportunist type.
At that moment, the man behind her spoke up again.
“Alright, the troublemakers have been dealt with, so I’ll be straightforward!”
“Now, you have two choices: the first is to put down Tan Qiuming and come with me; the second is to fight me to the d*ath and, after losing, be taken away by me.”
“Yes, you heard me right; my intention from the beginning was you.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Li’s expression turned cold, and she looked at the man, tightening her grip on the long blade, preparing to charge forward.
Though she did not speak, her actions gave her answer.
She chose the second option.
Even though the man had clearly held back during the fight with the urban legend and the gu-faced woman, with hardly any exertion expended, she was at the brink of spirit energy depletion.
Seeing this, the man instinctively took a step back and hurriedly said, “I suggest you think it over. Don’t you want to meet your mother?”
As soon as those words left his mouth, Jiang Li paused, her body trembling slightly, and slowly lowered her long blade.
Miracle Flower assured the man, pressing forward, “That’s right, I can take you to meet your mother; plus, you can leave Tan Qiuming here if you’d like. I have no interest in him.”
“After everything is done, you’d only need to say that you were taken by me, and you can still return to the Siye Society to continue working, right?”
Jiang Li stared at the man in silence for a few seconds, then suddenly shot forward, sending her long blade flying.
“Enough with the nonsense, d*e!”
As her voice fell, a cold glint enveloped the entire corridor.
In the valley.
Once the channel of the God Realm Prototype closed and the light faded, the hidden Dorethea finally got a clear view of the figure standing on the protruding rock, disappointment flashing in her eyes.
What? Turns out it’s not the teacher!?
Rolling her eyes, she turned to her secretary beside her and pouted, “Alright, mission accomplished, no troops lost, perfect! You can contact that guy Zhang Yu now.”
Hearing this, the secretary’s face looked a bit strange as he said, “I tried contacting him, but he’s unreachable.”
“Unreachable? What’s going on?” Dorethea tilted her head.
Playing missing at such a crucial moment?
What is that guy Zhang Yu doing?
Dorethea thought, turning her gaze toward the center of Shancheng.
According to the plan, Zhang Yu should currently be leading another team to raid the headquarters of the Sunrise Biotechnology Company.
Now that he’s unreachable, could something have gone wrong?
