Free Web NovelTwo streams of light, one green and one red, containing the power of floods and raging fire, intersected and collided beneath the ceiling, instantly tearing apart the tentacles that were attacking Jiang Li. Steam condensed into water droplets and fell, like a light rain.
Seeing the Spell achieve such an effect even with a less than one-fold increase in amplification, Lu Yibei couldn't help but praise in a low voice, "Wow! The Ancestor's Spell is amazing!"
Initially, when Qingji taught her 【Flowing Bell Devouring Fire】, he claimed it was a simplified, lower-level substitute for the 【Four Beasts Bright Sky Cannon】.
Having experienced the youthful minimalist version of power leveling, Lu Yibei felt scared whenever she heard such claims, so she didn't have high expectations for this Spell at first.
This kind of thing is like drawing cards; the higher the expectation, the faster you quit.
However, when Lu Yibei cast the Spell with the mindset of getting blue sky and white clouds, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she had drawn a golden epic. She couldn't be happier.
The moment the streams of light unleashed by 【Flowing Bell Devouring Fire】 collided above Jiang Li's head, she used the gap the Spell had created within the tangled tentacles, lowered her body, pushed off with her toes, and slid forward on the smooth ground like she was gliding, covering a good distance and successfully retrieving the Qin bag.
Only then, having a brief moment of respite, did she cast a meaningful glance at Lu Yibei.
Why would she, a Strange Tale, use the precise Spells of the Night Watch?
Moreover, the incantation she used...
Who taught her? Jiang Li wondered.
The incantation Lu Yibei used was not the standard incantation of the Night Watch.
In fact, just like mathematical equations can often be solved in different ways to get a unique solution, theoretically, the same Spell can have many ways of casting.
【Flowing Bell Devouring Fire】 is indeed one of the standard precise Spells prepared by the Night Watch for its operatives, but Lu Yibei's method of incantation was not recorded by the Night Watch.
"Dim sky, cold wind rises, splitting the cloud curtain, snow stretching a thousand feet. North Wind White Snow!"
While Jiang Li was slightly stunned, a bone-chilling coldness suddenly emerged around her. In an instant, fierce winds howled, carrying powdery ice crystals, and swept past her.
The moment those powders touched the pale tentacles beside her, they expanded, turning into ice-blue waves that surged outwards.
【North Wind White Snow】 is another Spell recorded by the Night Watch, which Lu Yibei cast using a different incantation.
Jiang Li dodged the tentacles sweeping over her head, advanced several steps, stabilized herself, and then looked at Lu Yibei, tilting her head, with even greater confusion in her large eyes.
"..."
Don't look at me like that!
After all, when it comes to drawing cards, once you get a good one, how can you easily stop?
You can't stop, and after drawing good cards, you want to show them off...
This is human nature!
Lu Yibei muttered internally, shrugged expressionlessly, and pointed at the guitar case beside her.
"Buzz—!"
Just as Jiang Li successfully retrieved the Qin bag and guitar case and was preparing to turn back, a terrifying buzzing sound suddenly exploded in the surrounding space.
When the Strange Tale residing in Happiness Community first appeared, it seemed to be wandering in a half-asleep state, and all its attacks were instinctive.
However, after Lu Yibei repeatedly cast Spells to block its attacks, it woke up!
The surrounding candlelight was extinguished amidst the shrieking sound, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, a deep gloom enveloping the entire space.
As the shrieking sound rang out, choking smoke filled the air, and countless pale, cold, light tentacles rippled through the air, dancing gently, like countless opera sleeves blown by the wind.
They surged towards Lu Yibei and Jiang Li, like a mating swarm of snakes, twisting and coiling together, almost instantly surrounding them.
Amidst the sound that gradually changed from muffled to sharp and terrifying, Lu Yibei felt as if she had been hit hard on the head with a hammer. Her body stiffened, she felt dizzy and disoriented, and strange illusions flashed before her eyes from time to time.
In a daze, she seemed to see a young man standing on the streets of Jin Guan City. That was seventeen-year-old Lu Yibei.
He was discussing with his Old Dad which internet cafe they would go to play together that night, as if the suggestion to rush to the next scenic spot overnight had never been brought up.
The next day, in the city outside the internet cafe, the sun rose as usual.
And so, his life restarted.
In the days that followed, he followed his Old Dad's guidance and systematically entered the Chinese Language Department at Huacheng Institute of Technology, almost failing in the first year.
It wasn't that he didn't study hard; it was just that Professor Ma was too strict, and many people in the class failed.
Everyone complained behind Professor Ma's back, but no one had much interaction with him, so when he mysteriously disappeared while promoting a research project later, no one cared.
Life in college, although a bit more boring than Lu Yibei had imagined, wasn't too unbearable. It was just that staying up late to rank up in games often caused him to get red-eye disease.
On the day he went to see a doctor, he took a taxi home. The taxi slowly drove through the street. Far away outside the window, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a guy wearing a rabbit head mask, constantly ignored by passersby, looking a bit pathetic.
Lu Yibei couldn't help but say to the taxi driver, "People are really having it tough these days. Handing out flyers on the street in this heat, and not a single person takes one."
The taxi driver glanced out the window, paused for a moment, then looked at Lu Yibei with a strange look and said, "Yeah, it's hard work."
The following days were uneventful.
Classes, exams, playing games, and then before he knew it, graduation season arrived.
Lu Yibei graduated successfully, and Lu Ming also shed his heavy burden. Finally, one day, he left him with a phrase, "Xiao Bei, you've grown up, it's time for me to pursue the life I want!"
Then, arm in arm with Shui Ge, he disappeared into the sunset, making Lu Yibei feel a chill down his spine.
In the following days, he managed the restaurant left by his father alone. With his ancestral cooking skills, the business was quite prosperous. Within two years, he had saved some money, and the plan to renovate and expand the restaurant was put on the agenda.
Business was booming, but Lu Yibei's life remained very ordinary, like a bowl of clear water.
The only thing that caused ripples in this clear water was the Miss who came to the restaurant every night, rain or shine, to eat a bowl of instant noodles, ever since he took over the restaurant.
Although she had a disabled leg and always used a cane, she was really gentle and beautiful, and she would even praise Lu Yibei as "Mudan Street Yanzu".
Finally, on the evening of the day the restaurant closed for renovation, Lu Yibei saw the Miss looking at the "Closed for Renovation" sign, preparing to leave disappointed. He plucked up his courage, holding a bowl of instant noodles and a ring box, and walked up to her.
"Jiang Li, I have something to tell you..."
"I do."
From then on, it was a long time, growing old together.
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Pale tentacles wrapped around Lu Yibei's head, crawling and winding, as if searching for a soft spot to take root.
Air holes on the tentacles opened and closed, emitting sharp Jews Harp sounds. The beautiful dream they concocted brutally invaded her mind, constantly disturbing her thoughts.
Amidst the mind-disturbing Qin sounds, although there were no specific words, they continuously conveyed a highly tempting message to her—Do you want this kind of life? Offer your remaining life, and I will give it to you. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
"The rest of my life is so long... Besides, I didn't like that dream you just showed me at all!" Lu Yibei mumbled, looking like she was drunk, swaying unsteadily, her eyes hazy.
The Strange Tale, "..."
It's okay if you don't like it. Among your countless life possibilities, there will always be one that you absolutely love.
It will be found, and then you will sink into it and find happiness.
Just like everyone here.
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In the dark night, the last piece of light.
At some point, people began to call Hua City by this name, rumored to be because the only Strange Tale protecting humanity lived there.
Du Sixian sold off those dozen or so properties that had long been vacant at a low price just to get a chance to go to Hua City with a cargo convoy.
However, when they were less than a hundred kilometers from Hua City, the convoy was attacked by a Strange Tale. The entire convoy was scattered, their whereabouts unknown, their lives uncertain.
At this moment, she and the only surviving driver were driving the last truck, speeding desperately on a long-abandoned national highway.
Chilling sobs constantly came from outside the window, and the thick fog ahead, where one could not see their hand in front of their face, seemed impossible to escape.
"Bang—!"
Suddenly, something exploded in the valley ahead, making a loud noise.
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Du Sixian widened her eyes, staring intently at the dazzling light. Through the obstruction of the rain curtain and fog, she glimpsed the figure, like a falling sun, getting closer and closer.
That was a petite redhead girl.
In an instant, the redhead girl landed on the road ahead. With a fierce swing of the long saber in her hand, a shocking brilliance erupted.
Under the illumination of that brilliance, the clumsy truck seemed to be disassembled, shattering inch by inch. The cutting gale and flying metal fragments made Du Sixian unable to open her eyes.
In the darkness, she felt herself fall into a warm and solid embrace.
After a long time, she opened her eyes and saw the expressionless young man.
The young man said softly to her, "Miss, you are safe. Welcome to 【In the Darkness, the Last Ray of Light】. I am the Master here."
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Peony Street, inside the Folk Culture Research Bureau, in the main control room, Lu Yibei shouted into the microphone at the top of her lungs.
"Hua City Si Ye Hui internal broadcast, Hua City Si Ye Hui internal broadcast—!"
"Lu Yibei, the son of the legendary Lu Ming, which is me, has bravely won the championship in the 13th Hundred Cities Spiritual Energy Exchange Competition."
"To thank everyone for your continuous support, let's have a dinner gathering tonight!"
"I'll cook myself!"
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As the sun set, on the tall tower on Peony Street.
Nanling Yaohua stood with her back to Lu Yibei, choking out, "Don't you know, I don't want to marry him at all, I just want to be with you!"
"..." Lu Yibei looked at her back and nodded, "Okay, then I'll elope with you!"
As soon as her words fell, footsteps came from the stairs of the tall tower. Turning around, she saw Ju Meng and Gu Qianqian rushing over.
Seeing this scene, Ju Meng grabbed Gu Qianqian, who was about to step forward, and whispered, "Let's go, we came at the wrong time."
"No! You came at just the right time!" Lu Yibei turned around and said to the two of them, then spread her arms with a mischievous smile and walked towards them. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
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The process of the urban legend analyzing the possibilities of Lu Yibei's life and finding the route she was most satisfied with was still ongoing.
Gradually, its gray-white swollen body began to twitch uncontrollably, flickering between reality and illusion.
It didn't know what it had accidentally glimpsed.
It only knew that it had never seen a person's life with such a diverse range of possibilities.
Usually, when it was enticing other residents of Happiness Community, based on the different choices made at the most important few nodes in each person's life, there were at most nearly a thousand possibilities.
After filtering out the unfortunate options, the truly complete and satisfactory lives often numbered less than a hundred.
But this person...
The nodes that influenced her life were abnormally numerous, and there were over a thousand possibilities for just good endings.
Furthermore, it didn't know what kind of person she was to be so plagued by bad luck. The proportion of Bad Ends in her life was actually several hundred times that of a normal person, and as the analysis deepened, the number continued to increase.
The countless terrifying, desolate, melancholic, world-destroying, and even endings it completely couldn't understand, touch, or analyze, contained a terrifying amount of information, almost bursting its urban legend core body.
Its urban legend core body was already overburdened and on the verge of collapse, but once this process began, it couldn't stop. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot; it could only endure.
Just then, it suddenly saw that among Lu Yibei's life branches, there appeared an ending where she fought and died together with a certain higher-level urban legend.
And that urban legend was the "benefactor" who helped it strengthen its urban legend core body, gain power, and thus bring "happiness" to more people!
Why is this happening?
The urban legend' core body shook violently, and its Spiritual Energy became chaotic. In shock and surprise, the high-pitched, almost screeching Jews Harp sound disappeared for a moment.
Lu Yibei, controlled by the pale tentacles, also twisted her body at the same time, as if about to wake up.
In a panic, as the urban legend prepared to play the Jews Harp again, a mournful erhu sound suddenly rang out, abruptly playing a tune of "Good Luck is Coming".
The music poured into her ears, disrupting the sound of the Jews Harp. Lu Yibei's body trembled slightly, and the next moment, her vacant eyes gradually regained clarity.
Steadying herself, she looked in the direction of the music, only to see Jiang Li, clad in bright silver armor, standing among a tangle of wild pale tentacles, playing the erhu while raising her eyebrows at her.
【Can you play? 【Heart emoji】】
Lu Yibei nodded.
【Slightly! 【Heart emoji】】
Seeing this, Jiang Li frowned slightly. Taking advantage of a transition in the music, she kicked the suona by her foot with the tip of her shoe, sending it flying over.
Lu Yibei reached out and caught the suona that flew in front of her. She looked at Jiang Li, nodded slightly, silently took out her round-rimmed sunglasses and put them on, then slowly brought the suona to her lips and took a deep breath.
"Doo—!"
When the first note was blown, the incredibly penetrating sound instantly poured out like flowing water, echoing throughout the entire space.
The melodies of the suona and erhu continuously emerged, as tranquil as spring water, bringing peace to all souls.
Simply listening quietly, there was a faint sense of bringing the deserved liberation to the deceased who had suffered through long years.
The urban legend' body, coiled in the vast space, stopped wriggling.
Although she didn't know the principle behind the urban legend' actions being suppressed by the music, Lu Yibei was delighted to see that the music had an effect. She gave Jiang Li a look from afar.
【Change the song?】
Jiang Li rolled her eyes in annoyance.
【I can't do anything with you.】
So, Lu Yibei suddenly blew a long note, and then the melody changed, shifting from "Good Luck is Coming" to "Requiem".
"..."
Jiang Li was silent for two seconds, sighed soundlessly, and followed Lu Yibei's rhythm.
Amidst the music of their duet, the pale, cold, countless tentacles tightened further and further. The gray-white body, which had been so large that it almost occupied the entire activity center, shrank by more than ten times.
The shriveled tentacles were rooted in the heads of the Happiness Community residents who wandered like ghosts, suspending them in mid-air, swaying like fruits.
The wooden nameless tombstones trembled, colliding with each other and emitting muffled thuds. A large amount of thick smoke spewed out from its skeleton-composed body.
Lingering resentful remnants of souls shuttled through the smoke, whimpering, sobbing, and growling, dyeing the nearby area in a gray-white and oppressive color.
Seeing that the urban legend' actions were completely suppressed, Lu Yibei looked at Jiang Li, about to signal her with her eyes to start acting and kill the urban legend, when she saw her put down the erhu in her hand. With a slight flick of her wrist, accompanied by a flash of brilliant blue light, a long saber appeared in her hand.
The next moment, Jiang Li stepped forward, leaped up, and as the phantom of a white-haired centaur flashed behind her, she raised her saber and brought it down. A faint blue light flowed on the silver-white blade.
"Clang—!"
Just when the blade was less than a finger's width away from the urban legend' body, a sound of metal colliding suddenly echoed.
A broken sword appeared under Jiang Li's blade at some point. Where the saber and sword collided, layers of invisible ripples spread out.
A cold look flashed in her eyes. She rotated her wrist, trying to change direction, and slashed at the urban legend again, but the broken sword got there first and blocked her.
She recognized that broken sword; it belonged to Lu Yibei. She had seen it when she opened the guitar case earlier.
In surprise, she turned her head to look at Lu Yibei and gave her a look.
【Explain this? What's going on?】
Lu Yibei looked at the ancient sword and then at Jiang Li with a bewildered expression, shaking her head vigorously.
【I don't know! Did it betray me?】
Jiang Li held her forehead, "..."
Both the Master and the sword are double-crossers? I'm really speechless. Betraying me at this critical moment?
