### Chapter 21: The Token of the Lord of the 800-Mile Peach Source
Some say there are two things in the world that cannot be looked at directly: one is the sun, and the other is the human heart.
Lu Yibei stared at the cursed doll, thinking of the guy named Hu Chuan who was dating the Decapitated Senior, and it was very possible that he had sinister intentions from the very beginning. A chill ran down her back, but at the same time, her chest felt hot.
It was as if a fire was burning fiercely within her, and the hair hanging behind her gradually turned red.
Just when Lu Yibei’s murderous intent began to rise, a small stone flew from afar, hitting the top of her head with a “bang!” and falling to the ground, rolling into a dark corner.
She came back to her senses, rubbing her head while looking in the direction the stone had come from, slightly furrowing her brows.
In the distance, the Decapitated Senior was hiding under a strong pear tree, poking out a small part of her body and waving her hand this way, her eyes earnest and worried.
Is she worried about me?
Lu Yibei felt a warmth in her heart. After nodding at the Decapitated Senior, she withdrew her gaze, looking at the cursed doll and the fragmented time capsule inscribed with strange spells on the ground. Her eyes lingered for a few seconds before she focused her thoughts and, together with the Zhipianxian, brought them into the God Realm Prototype.
Immediately after, she took the golden necklace from the floating Zhipianxian’s hand and turned towards the Decapitated Senior.
Crossing the barren, charred ground.
Standing in front of the Decapitated Senior, Lu Yibei raised the necklace in her hand, her expression neutral, and said, “Senior, I found this thing. It should be able to complete the directed summoning.”
As if she had never seen it before, Lu Yibei deliberately concealed the existence of the cursed doll and the strange spell.
The Decapitated Senior was already in a bad situation.
Before there was a result, there was no need to add more negativity to her psyche.
After waiting for a few seconds without the Decapitated Senior saying anything, Lu Yibei continued, “If you have no objections, I’ll take this thing first?”
“I’ll go back and study how to complete the directed summoning, then come find you.”
The Decapitated Senior gazed meaningfully at the necklace in Lu Yibei’s hand for a few seconds and nodded.
After a pause, she suddenly remembered something and shook her head, “Wait a minute, I think… let’s forget about it?”
“Why forget about it?” Lu Yibei asked in confusion.
“Because…” The Decapitated Senior lowered her eyes, hesitant to speak.
Seeing her like this, Lu Yibei guessed her thoughts and tilted her head, “You don’t want to see him, right?”
The Decapitated Senior hesitated for a moment and nodded, “Mm, I’ll leave the summoning to you and just let me know the result later, alright?”
“Of course, no problem,” Lu Yibei replied.
It was understandable that the victim did not want to see the murderer again.
“Also, I want to leave Huacheng for a while…” The Decapitated Senior looked into Lu Yibei’s eyes, “I want to go see my parents.”
She used to be unable to leave Huacheng University freely, but now she wanted to go back.
Hearing this, Lu Yibei was taken aback, then her eyes lit up with a soft glow, “That’s great! But be careful when you go, don’t scare them. Go early and come back early!”
“If you run into any trouble, just use my… use my friend’s name, and say you are the best friend of the Lord of the 800-Mile Peach Source!”
Although the Decapitated Senior was already considered a B-grade urban legend, and among numerous urban legends, she was mid-tier in strength, going out could still lead to unexpected incidents.
What if she encountered an A-grade urban legend?
Since Stinky Sister overcame the crisis, her reputation was unrivaled, and using her name often worked.
“This, take this, this is the token…”
As Lu Yibei spoke, her small hand flipped gently, revealing a finger-sized withered branch in her palm, which she handed to the Decapitated Senior.
While helping Stinky Sister clean up the battlefield in Peach Spring, she picked up many strange pieces of “garbage,” and this branch was one of them.
No matter whether it was useful or not, it was always right to pick it up!
This was a bad habit from playing open-world games.
Although the connection between Stinky Sister’s powers and the Fushang Sacred Tree had significantly diminished, and aside from a faint trace of spirit energy fluctuation and exceptionally hard texture, it no longer had any magical effects.
But at least it still carried Stinky Sister’s aura, which could deter malicious entities.
To put it nicely, it could be called divine might, just like those evil-repelling statues.
Or perhaps similar to the scent left behind by a beautiful girl wearing clothes, evoking endless imagination.
But Lu Yibei thought the principle was probably similar to how cats and dogs leave their scents in places they have lived, indicating to other cats and dogs that this was their territory.
Faintly sensing a powerful urban legend’s aura coming from the branch, the Decapitated Senior looked intently at Lu Yibei, hesitantly asking, “This, this must be a very precious thing, right?”
“Um, it’s not that precious…” Lu Yibei awkwardly dodged the Decapitated Senior’s gaze and scratched the back of her head.
Well, I still have over a hundred such garbage!
Seeing this, even though the Decapitated Senior didn’t quite understand why Lu Yibei didn’t want her to use her name, she still accepted the branch, nodding seriously as she took it with both hands.
—
In the early morning, at Jingyi Apartment Complex, Building 3, 9th Floor, Room 903.
After a group of small urban legends went out, the apartment was dark and quiet, and the outlines of the furniture could be vaguely seen.
On the second floor of the apartment.
The oddly shaped little urban legends gathered around a round, white, plump ball of flesh, the atmosphere tense.
Suddenly, the ball of flesh wiggled, and the little urban legends were startled, pushing back two or three meters.
“Did you all see that? I told you a long time ago, that thing moved, and you still didn’t believe me!” The eye shouted loudly, “Now you believe it, right?!”
“Could it be hatching?” Mafun said seriously.
“We’re doomed! If that thing hatches, we’re finished!” False Teeth exclaimed in despair.
“False Teeth Brother, what do you mean by that?” Mafun asked.
“Think about it, that woman is never home. If this thing hatches, she probably won’t take it with her. Then, at that time…”
“At that time, we’ll become the babysitters?” Mafun said in realization.
“Bah! Don’t be so naive!” the eye retorted angrily, “We’re not her husband or her parents! This is her egg; why should we take care of it once it hatches?”
“This…,” Mafun reminded, “I advise you not to say that in front of her.”
“What are you afraid of?” the eye shouted loudly, “Even if that witch is standing right in front of me, I would say the same!”
As soon as the words fell, the little urban legends distanced themselves from it.
Really not familiar. JPG
“Oh? What do you want to say to me?”
A silver bell-like voice echoed in the dark room, gentle yet carrying a hint of coldness.
The eye nervously turned around and found a curvaceous shadow standing at the staircase, narrowing her eyes. Her eyes glimmered with a golden light in the darkness.
“…”
Thinking of the last time it was nearly bled dry by Lu Yibei, the eye decided to temporarily soften and express its willingness to help Lu Yibei take care of the offspring.
So, it quickly considered and said loudly, “I don’t mind being your husband!”
The small urban legends collectively went silent, “…”
At that moment, they seemed to see the word “d*ath” quietly floating above the eye’s head.
In silence, they turned away and looked out the window at the scenery.
“The moonlight is really beautiful tonight!” Mafun sighed.
“Ah—!” The eye’s scream came right on cue.
“The wind is also quite noisy!” False Teeth echoed.
“Ah—! Save! Save! Save…”
Hearing the eye’s screams, the sleep dress trembled slightly and weakly said, “How about we just make today every year, in honor of the eye’s memorial day?”
After saying this, the three little urban legends exchanged glances, agreeably wriggled their bodies, and said in unison, “That sounds perfect!”
—
When teaching the eye a lesson, Lu Yibei had no psychological burden.
All of this was thanks to a chip from Dream Come True Entertainment City.
Urban legends stained with the world’s malice would suffer eternal torment and would hardly d*e a normal d*ath.
Here, normal d*ath includes dying from physical attacks…
After incapacitating the eye, she retrieved her tools, bound it up, and made a small cut on its body, happily performing a bloodletting.
To equip Zhipianxian with an alchemical explosive, she needed a large amount of bl**d containing the world’s malice.
After dealing with the eye, Lu Yibei called for Mafun, learned the ins and outs of the matter, frowned as she gazed at Wang Ying on the nightstand, her arms crossed over her chest.
“So, you guys just now discovered it moved?”
“Reporting to the Witch, yes, it definitely moved. It moved at least two or three times throughout the day,” Mafun replied.
“Did you sense any spirit energy fluctuations?”
“No, it just wiggled a few times,” Mafun said, pausing slightly before cautiously suggesting, “I guess it might be fetal movement; what do you think?”
“Mm…” Lu Yibei cradled her chin in thought for a moment and nodded, “That’s a possibility. Keep an eye on it from now on, and let me know immediately if you find anything.”
According to the analysis of the Void, Wang Ying theoretically cannot wake up on her own in a short time; occasional movement is merely instinct.
Perhaps it was simply “fetal movement,” as Mafun said, and waking up is still far off.
Though hatching an egg is an interesting thing, Lu Yibei had more serious matters to attend to now.
Putting headphones on Wang Ying, she played “Deyun She Crosstalk Collection,” and instructed the little urban legends to switch her “prenatal education” course every hour, then she sat cross-legged on the bed with Ling Tai Purification resting on her lap.
I must learn the directed summoning spell from the Ancestor this time!
Lu Yibei thought confidently, closing her eyes and allowing her consciousness to sink…
(The state is still a bit lacking; I’ll update a chapter first and then continue writing… I’ll update another chapter in the early morning or tomorrow morning.)
