Chapter 70 He Is Approaching
The night is deep.
In a gigantic space that seems to have no end, countless bookshelves are neatly arranged, filled with various “books,” or rather, text carriers, including bones inscribed with hieroglyphs, stone tablets, bamboo slips, silk, and everything from thread-bound volumes to glued editions.
This place resembles an old library or a museum of literature, with a mixture of dust, mold, and the scent of paper hanging in the air.
Through the cracks in the dark blue curtains, large, knowledge-thirsty eyes can vaguely be seen floating outside the window.
By the window, under the candlelight.
A woman in a white dress with shoulder-length hair and a dignified and simple appearance leans against the wall, holding a scroll in one hand and cradling a pale little creature glimmering with a metallic sheen in the other.
The little creature wriggles back and forth, seemingly trying to communicate something to the woman.
After a long time, the woman’s gaze shifts from the scroll to the little white creature, and she says softly, “Your subordinate just sent you a message, asking you to notify the Siye Society that Shancheng is in crisis.”
“What an interesting name for an old perv.”
Upon hearing this, the Void is startled, “He… he means no harm, he just…”
The woman nods expressionlessly, “Mm, I know, so I have already replied to him; reinforcements will arrive soon.”
After a pause, she seems to remember something, frowning slightly as she adds, “You seem to have a good relationship with Calamity?”
“I must remind you, don’t get too close to her…”
“Why?”
The woman contemplates for a moment, looking out the window, “She will bring you misfortune.”
The Void, “…”
No way? At least so far, she has only brought me ‘luck.’
“Did you remember everything I said?” the woman emphasizes.
The Void wriggles a bit, answering uneasily, “Remembered.”
The woman lowers her gaze to the little white creature, gently placing it on the windowsill, “Since you remembered, you should do what you need to do…”
“…” The Void looks at the woman’s exquisite profile, her little eyes spinning as she thinks about something, until the woman speaks again.
“Is there anything else?”
“That’s all.”
“Then hurry and leave.” The woman replies calmly, and as if concerned about the little creature’s earlier sneaky expression, she adds seriously, “By the way, I want to emphasize again, I will not be your godmother; you better stop thinking about this matter.”
“Not thinking, not thinking!”
You think I want you to be my godmother? Naive!
But this matter won’t be resolved in just a day or two…
Sigh! There’s plenty of time, right?!
The Void thinks secretly, wriggling her body as she jumps from the woman’s palm and disappears into the darkness.
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On the other side, Shancheng, underground at the Changlekou subway station.
Aiming for the spirit of “weapons of mass destruction can be omitted, but must exist,” after Miss Qiu achieved good results in Peach Source, Luxianbei developed several improved versions. However, she has not had any opportunity to use them until today…
Her original plan was to throw a luxurious enhanced alchemical dirty bomb, which would demolish the street while heavily injuring the impending Haze God offspring hidden underground.
Since she chose to skip class, she must carry it through! Before entering the BOSS room, isn’t it basic operation to reduce the BOSS’s health as much as possible?
Unexpectedly, she didn’t expect there would be someone who arrived earlier than her before that evil altar.
As a result, after the luxury enhanced alchemical dirty bomb detonated and dealt a heavy blow to the Haze God offspring, it inadvertently injured the ally.
Given the current situation, this guy should count as an ally, right? Luxianbei shook her head at the “open-eyed closed-eyed man” on the floor.
Immediately, she glanced around, her gaze sweeping over the strange fleshy mass on the ground that looked like it had been kicked over, the metro train twisted into a small mountain, the scattered burn marks, and finally landing on Zhang Yu, a sense of clarity rising in her heart.
“…”
No wonder the little Haze was suddenly calm when negotiating earlier.
It turned out someone took the lead and temporarily halted the ritual process, helping him share the burden of worry?
But this guy…
Luxianbei looked at the faint Zhang Yu and furrowed her brow, she couldn’t understand the reason why he went to such lengths to protect this situation.
“What are you thinking, you dog thing?” Jumeng’s voice broke Luxianbei’s thoughts.
Luxianbei steadied herself, expressionless, “I was thinking about what this guy did before we came, and what happened in this cursed place.”
As she spoke, she bent down, reaching to check Zhang Yu’s breathing, who had once again fallen unconscious from excessive heat, and feeling the weak warm breath against her fingertips, she turned to Jumeng.
“Stinky sister, is there any hope for this guy?”
Luxianbei understands healing spells, but that is only slightly better than Fu Xinyi, a quack doctor. With Jumeng beside her, she consciously avoided attempting a chance healing on Zhang Yu.
Moreover, if even Jumeng, who possesses strong life energy, says there’s no hope, then Zhang Yu is indeed likely hopeless.
“Are you trying to save him?” Jumeng thought for a moment, then said seriously, “It’s a bit difficult. There are a few methods, but none can be fixed in a short time.”
Upon hearing this, Luxianbei examined Zhang Yu again and frowned, “Then what if you want him to live a little longer?”
She doesn’t want Zhang Yu to d*e, at least not now.
Her intention to infiltrate the Solar Eclipse Society was to gather information about her father’s whereabouts. That earlier man hinted through Zhang Yu and Dorethea that her father was imprisoned in the Lime Men; now that Zhang Yu is in her hands, she must extract more information related to the Lime Men from him.
And to obtain information, the only feasible path seems to be pulling Zhang Yu into a dream to read his memories, but reading memories takes time; she can only wait until after dealing with the Haze God offspring to act.
“To live a little longer? That’s quite simple.” Jumeng raised her chin slightly, stating proudly, “Not to hide it from you, I can simply blow a breath and make him live another hour or so.”
“Is that so?” Luxianbei nodded, “Then please help, good sister, blow a breath to let him live another hour; I still have some use for this person.”
After saying this, she took out Xuan Ying Luo Fu from the God Realm Prototype, turned, and walked towards the large fleshy fungus on the ground.
Watching Luxianbei leave, Jumeng shrugged, casting a disgusted gaze at the barely breathing Zhang Yu, took a deep breath, and blew out a wisp of spring breeze…
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Just now, heavily injuring the impending Haze God offspring with the “big guy,” now is the perfect time to seize the opportunity while it is still recovering, and give it a severe blow.
Fair competition does not exist for Calamity; “take your life while you are ill” is her style of action.
Holding Xuan Ying Luo Fu, she continuously approached the twisted mass of flesh, accompanied by surging spirit energy within her, the dark umbrella bone instantly transformed into a half-open state, then turned into a gigantic sword of condensed crimson light.
As if sensing the approaching danger, the twisted mass of flesh wriggled violently, faint infant cries echoing through the air.
It is said that the cries of infants are a form of self-protection; for normal people, hearing such cries instinctively evokes a desire to protect.
But clearly, Luxianbei is not normal; she is even a little twisted and perverse.
“Don’t cry, don’t cry! Calamity teacher’s family little class is about to start, today we will discuss philosophy, mainly about how to face d*ath…”
Saying this, Luxianbei leaped into the air, coming right above the twisted mass of flesh, raising her giant sword, creating a swath of sword flowers in the air, then, with the sword tip pointing downward, executed a simple yet brutal downward slash.
At this moment, any swordsmanship becomes unnecessary; she merely needs to chop it into a pulp like mincing meat to completely stop this evil ritual that has cost countless lives.
A piercing shriek suddenly erupted as the giant sword, swirling with crimson light, drew closer to the crazily wriggling twisted flesh.
Suddenly, an eerie tremor seemed to erupt from her very soul, forcing Luxianbei’s petite body to tremble as well, alongside screams echoed in her ears.
The screams grew higher, as if many people were suffering in agony.
Then she saw a burning passenger bus plummeting down in the valley, rolling and bouncing between cliffs like a stone, exuding an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
This was the scene at the time of the car accident three years ago…
As this scene surfaced in her mind, Luxianbei’s eyes burned painfully as a shadow of d*ath descended without warning, and a piercing, ferocious feeling of fear seemed to condense like ice in her lungs.
【He Is Approaching】…【He Is Approaching】…【He Is Approaching】…
A wave of predictive thoughts flooded her mind, stronger than the last, and soon a darkness darker than night enveloped Luxianbei’s vision.
That enormous shadow, once witnessed by her, the Haze God, and Wang Ying, silently descended.
Within that shadow, she felt an intense anger.
It was the rage of a player against the betrayal of their pieces.
He does not permit Luxianbei to harm the Haze God’s offspring…
In that instant, the tip of Xuan Ying Luo Fu was less than ten centimeters from the twisted bl**d mass that was about to give birth to the Haze God offspring, yet Luxianbei inexplicably felt a strong premonition—if she stabbed Xuan Ying Luo Fu into that mass, she would instantly d*e!
Under the terrifying pressure, beads of sweat began to bead on Luxianbei’s forehead.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly bit her silver teeth, gripped the sword tightly, and unleashed dazzling brilliance towards the twisted mass of flesh.
Taihe Gentleman Sword · Jun Tian Zou!
