Chapter 127: Leave It to the Ancestor
“Fang Girl? It’s been a long time since we parted ways at Dachunyang Palace. I didn’t expect to see you here! I have a lot I want to say to you, shall we chat? What do you say?”
Emerging from the wind-eroded sand dune, Lu Yibei immediately explained his intentions to Fang Ji, and as he spoke, his eyes locked onto hers from a distance.
That gaze felt like an electric shock!
Not the kind of electric shock filled with romantic tension, but a physical electric shock.
It was as if an electric spark flowed between their nerves, bringing waves of tingling sensations.
Following that, as if experiencing an illusion, where their gazes met, golden sparks erupted, crackling and blooming like a magnificent flower.
Then, everything came to an abrupt halt.
A refreshing sensation, indescribable in words, spread through her body in an instant.
Although Lu Yibei had encountered this inexplicable feeling before when interacting with Fang Ji, this time it was undeniably much stronger!
It felt like the heavy shackles that had bound her for so long were suddenly shattered, or like on a scorching summer day, after being sunbaked for hours, she suddenly took a sip of ice-cold cola, or like after suffering from a severe cold and being dizzy for days, she took a hot shower, had a nap, and suddenly felt completely cured.
It was as if every pore was joyfully cheering, and the tiny hairs standing on end were like glow sticks waving in their hands.
Lu Yibei’s consciousness was immersed in that indescribable feeling of refreshment, as everything in the external world faded and then receded, until…
A familiar face intruded into her vision.
Snapping back from the brief daze caused by the intense refreshing sensation, she looked forward, and Lu Yibei’s pupils trembled slightly.
Seeing the distance between her and Fang Ji growing closer, she suddenly realized that there was also the unstable factor of the Imposter Calamity present with Fang Ji.
In the sealed area of Siye Society, with her eyes inexplicably heating up and falling into a faint, she had seen the Imposter’s numerous heinous acts against the girl with twin ponytails, speculating that the recent calamity active on the Gobi Desert was likely similar to the Proxy Player Sister. This had already made her feel anxious.
She was worried that the Imposter Calamity, which was likely to be much stronger than her, would suddenly leap out from some shadowy corner of a wind-eroded hill and shout, “I can replace you!” and then take her life.
Now, that Imposter Calamity was charging directly toward her, leaving her stunned.
“What the hell! What do you want to do?”
Those murky, pale eyes, the bulging veins on the forehead, the agitated hands dancing wildly, and the tongue flailing like a mad dog… it was as if it were infected by the T virus.
Terrifying to the extreme!
As if a beautiful dream was mercilessly shattered, awakening her from the dream, the refreshing feeling gained from locking gazes with Fang Ji vanished in an instant. Her body jolted, and she subconsciously took half a step back, hiding behind Nanling Yaohua.
Lu Yibei never expected that the Imposter Calamity would act as soon as they met.
It didn’t even plan an ambush; it was a straightforward attack!
Just how confident in its own strength was it to take such actions?
Sister Yaohua, you promised to protect me!
Sister Yaohua, do something!
As Lu Yibei was thinking this, a figure suddenly flashed past her and charged forward.
Fixing her gaze on that silhouette, it was indeed Nanling Yaohua…
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Noticing that the “Calamity” was heading toward “Lu Qingyi,” Nanling Yaohua immediately stood in the path of the “Calamity.”
With her palm like a sword, she struck down toward the “Calamity’s” face.
In an instant, a piercing whistle erupted, and sword energy shot from her delicate fingertips, stirring up the yellow sand beneath, carving out shallow trenches on the ground.
However, it was as if the “Calamity” had predicted the trajectory of that strike; it suddenly spun and swept its toes across the ground, drawing a half-circle in the sand like a compass, gracefully avoiding the strike without any pause, and continued to charge forward.
Seeing this, Nanling Yaohua was momentarily taken aback but quickly regained her focus, gritting her silver teeth and pursuing once again.
The bells tinkled softly as her long legs swept twice, the skirt blooming like a flower.
The long sword was drawn, like a snake flicking its tongue, the sword dance coalescing into a dazzling silver light.
…
As if holding back a breath and competing with the “Calamity,” Nanling Yaohua’s assault grew more intense, with fists, kicks, and her long sword intertwining into an impenetrable wall.
However, the more intense her attack became, the more agile the “Calamity” grew, stepping forward like a dance, finding gaps in her assault and dodging with precise millimeter accuracy.
The “Calamity” seemed to turn into a liquid, taking on the shape of her vehement attacks.
This “taking form” was not some peculiar saying, but rather that the “Calamity” could adapt to her every move and the rhythm of her attacks at an astonishing speed.
For a moment, Nanling Yaohua even felt that, relying solely on her fists and feet, she wouldn’t be able to stop the “Calamity” from rushing toward “Lu Qingyi.”
However, just as Nanling Yaohua realized this and prepared to switch her attack mode, the “Calamity” had already closed in on “Lu Qingyi”…
She raised her eyes to look at “Lu Qingyi,” and when their gazes met, all she saw in “Lu Qingyi’s” eyes was one word—save!
At this, she silently sighed, slowly lowering her long sword, and shook her head at her with a helpless expression.
Now, trying to block it seemed futile; anyway, without sensing any killing intent from the “Calamity,” she thought it might be fine to let it go for now and planned to figure it out after she caught up with Lu Qingyi… Nanling Yaohua thought.
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the hell? Are you giving up? Can this world even function properly anymore?
That expression… she had seen it many times in dramas, when those doctors, after failing to save a patient, told the family, “We’ve tried our best, but… I’m sorry.”
But the problem was, I seem to be the “patient,” not the family, right?
“I’m sorry!” This kind of phrase, when relayed by a family member and directly told to the patient by the doctor, feels completely different, okay?
Moreover, I™ was still on the “operating table”! Lu Yibei thought.
Just then, the Imposter Calamity had reached her…
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As the Imposter Calamity bypassed Nanling Yaohua and collided head-on with her, Lu Yibei tried to dodge, but after a slight attempt, she realized that the Imposter Calamity seemed to have locked onto her with some special means, pursuing her relentlessly.
She even used the movements from “Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration,” yet the Imposter Calamity quickly kept up with her pace.
Finally, seeing the Imposter Calamity closing in, Lu Yibei took a deep breath and silently raised her hands to her chest, bracing herself.
Although Nanling Yaohua hadn’t managed to protect her as agreed and had even stopped pursuing, Lu Yibei fully understood.
From a certain perspective, Lu Qingyi was actually Nanling Yaohua’s “rival in love”!
Lu Yibei thought that if she had switched roles with Nanling Yaohua, she would have ruthlessly backstabbed her and tied her up, presenting her to the Imposter Calamity.
Moreover, the Imposter Calamity also had combat talents comparable to Qing Ji…
This was something she had deduced from observing the various details while the Imposter Calamity chased her.
At first, watching the Imposter Calamity agilely dodge Nanling Yaohua’s attacks, she thought the Imposter Calamity relied on precognitive thought.
Based on her experience, with the aid of precognitive thought, avoiding attacks from enemies of a similar level of spirit energy fluctuation was indeed much easier.
However, when the Imposter Calamity dodged past Nanling Yaohua and suddenly appeared in front of her, beginning to pursue her, she realized that the Imposter Calamity was not, or rather didn’t seem to rely on precognition to evade.
At times while advancing or dodging, it would emit faint humming sounds, and its limbs always seemed capable of executing movements that defied logic.
Furthermore, it could dodge attacks from enemies while quickly learning their techniques and making corresponding adjustments in an extremely short time frame.
Lu Yibei had encountered this situation before when fighting Qing Ji…
In other words, the Imposter Calamity possessed combat talents and bodily control ability similar to Qing Ji.
Although Qing Ji’s talents were not limited to combat alone, if someone could rival Qing Ji in combat talent, they could definitely be considered a genius.
While Nanling Yaohua excelled in various abilities, she lacked that extreme, uniquely exceptional talent, making it difficult for her to find a way to counter the Imposter Calamity, which was of a similar spirit energy fluctuation level.
However…
If Xiaohua couldn’t handle it, the Ancestor definitely could!
Let him educate Proxy Player Sister No. 2 properly, shall we?
After all, he was the “grand educator” who had taught Siye Society’s strongest spiritual ability user! Lu Yibei thought.
As she pondered this, the Imposter Calamity had crashed into her, and at that moment, she felt like she was catching an out-of-control dump truck…
“Bang——!” A loud noise echoed.
