Free Web NovelThe snow stopped. Lead-colored dark clouds piled together, surging like a tsunami. In the gaps between the clouds, strange crimson lightning streaked, dyeing the sky an ineffable fiery hue.
Beneath the firmament, in the dilapidated ruins of the city, the broken exterior glass of a toppled high-rise building cut the reflected sky into fragments.
On the exterior wall of the building, which was tilted at approximately forty degrees to the ground, two rapidly moving figures, one from each end of the building, one moving up and one moving down, quickly approached each other.
Wherever they passed, the shattered glass exterior wall flew off to the sides like breaking waves.
Fifty meters, twenty meters, five meters...
The moment the distance between the two figures narrowed to five meters, the sound of air being torn by their high-speed movement abruptly stopped. The two figures vanished from where they were without warning. When they reappeared, the blades in their hands had already collided.
A sharp sound of metal colliding erupted, and a piercing high-frequency aftershock spread. The shattered glass exterior wall scattered everywhere.
Amidst the flying shards of glass, the two figures retreating backward chanted the same Spell almost simultaneously and formed identical hand seals.
The only difference was that Qingji stared intently at Lu Yibei, while Lu Yibei's peripheral vision drifted towards her own reflection on the building's glass exterior wall.
After one breath, the two completed the Spell almost in sync.
The bewitching colorless flower bloomed from Qingji's palm once again. He looked forward, seeing Lu Yibei's empty palm, and a smile mixed with indulgence and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It's over, my good great-granddaughter. It's a big taboo to get distracted when fighting someone!"
Qingji said, pacing towards Lu Yibei, who was frozen in place as if petrified.
Although the main purpose of this sparring session with Lu Yibei was retaliation, and the secondary purpose was to teach her the Reverse-pattern Evil Flower Gu and Body Double, he still had to kill her.
In Qingji's opinion, Lu Yibei's mastery of the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration had only barely reached a qualified level, and there was still significant room for improvement.
To improve, she could only practice continuously, and the quickest way to practice was to use her body to sense the way force was applied when a sword blade penetrated her body.
Arriving in front of Lu Yibei, he skillfully thrust the long sword in his hand towards her vital points.
The sword blade cut through the air, and a whistling sound erupted.
Just then, Lu Yibei suddenly moved. As the sword blade struck, she sidestepped without warning. A silver light grazed past her body in mid-air, missing its target.
The moment she sidestepped, Qingji's gaze met hers, and he clearly saw a hint of cunning in her eyes.
Crap, this girl is cheating! Qingji's heart jumped in surprise, and his face paled slightly.
The next moment, countless crimson light spots, as if appearing out of thin air, lit up in the air all around, a dense mass, completely surrounding Qingji.
And then...
As Lu Yibei flew backward, the light spots became brighter and brighter, emitting a lava-like glow, finally triggering a violent explosion. The crimson firelight instantly engulfed Qingji's figure.
Thus, the kill count ratio between Lu Yibei and Qingji finally reached 1:317.
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Drifting in a sea of darkness, Qingji's face showed a smile of relief.
"Heh, this girl, she always manages to surprise people!"
After being killed by Lu Yibei, Qingji experienced a brief moment of shock. He then carefully recalled the various details of their recent exchange and roughly understood how she had escaped the influence of the Reverse-pattern Evil Flower Gu.
In fact, about an hour ago, he had already sensed that Lu Yibei had initially grasped the Reverse-pattern Evil Flower Gu. However, due to the lack of a "Gu" as a medium, she couldn't fully form the Spell, nor could she lock onto {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} the target to complete the Spell casting.
However, Qingji recalled the moment he made eye contact with Lu Yibei, the faint pink glow deep in her eyes, and the small movement she made glancing to the side while chanting the Spell.
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She used the reflection in the glass, and her eyes' Charm ability as a medium, to cast the Spell on herself. This way, she bypassed the process of using a "Gu" as a medium to unleash the Spell outwards.
After that, she used the effect of the Spell to adjust her senses, achieving the effect of counteracting my Reverse-pattern Evil Flower Gu?
In that case, her gradually moving to the tilted building with the glass exterior wall during the fight might even have been intentional...
And then, those light spots that caused the explosion must have used the method of Body Double, right? Qingji thought.
With insufficient control over Spiritual Energy, unable to successfully cast Body Double, she created a large number of smaller, easier-to-control Spiritual Energy spheres attached to her innate skill, much like blowing bubbles. Then, by merely guiding their direction of dispersion slightly, she could achieve the effect of controlling the explosion area.
This is indeed a clever application of the principles behind casting Body Double!
"She really is a bit clever!" Qingji nodded thoughtfully.
Before this, he had always felt that apart from her exceptional memory, Lu Yibei's talents in other areas were relatively mediocre, even slightly worse than that old guy Zhang Huainan.
After spending time together during this period, it wasn't until today that he suddenly realized that while Lu Yibei's conventional talent might not be great, she was quite the eccentric genius.
She seems to always be able to convert others' abilities into her own through some means.
She's the type who, when God closes a window and even locks the door, manages to climb out through the chimney.
"However... it's just the beginning now!" Qingji's gaze narrowed slightly. "Next, this old man won't go easy!"
However.
When he awoke from the vortex of death and returned to the dilapidated rooftop, eagerly preparing to continue practicing with Lu Yibei, he was surprised to find she was gone.
After searching, he found Lu Yibei's handwriting in a corner of the rooftop and only then knew that she had left.
【Ancestor, I feel like an Old man is electrocuting me. I have to go check it out, or someone's going to get fried. Farewell!
Left by Lu Yibei.】
"An Old man is electrocuting her?" Qingji frowned, his expression sinking. "Could it be that old guy Zhang Huainan?"
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"Lu Yibei."
"Name?"
"Male."
"Gender."
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"Nineteen."
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After being interrupted twice in a row, the Doctor's question "Age" was stuck in his throat, neither up nor down, making him feel so uncomfortable he had an urge to vomit.
He scrutinized the young man who had shown no reaction during the defibrillation but suddenly "came back to life" just as the rescuing Doctor was about to give up. His gaze was strange, and he seemed hesitant to speak.
"Doctor..."
"Hmm, hmm?"
"How about I just tell you the situation myself from now on?"
Doctor, "..."
Good heavens! You're not satisfied with just answering first, you're ready to turn the tables, aren't you?
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He was clearly trying to "improve," but was inexplicably sent to the hospital and then subjected to random electrocution. Lu Yibei also felt very depressed and just wanted to leave quickly.
However, it was only today that he first learned that his vital signs would drop to an extremely low level, entering a state similar to shock, when he met with Qingji.
Perhaps at some point in the future, this subtle state could still come in handy! Lu Yibei thought.
While thinking, seeing that the Doctor was slow to speak, he shrugged and started talking on his own. "Actually, I really don't have any problems. The situation just now was entirely because I contracted the black night disease over a year ago, and I occasionally fall into a state of suspended animation."
Lu Yibei was no longer the ignorant Lu Yibei of yesteryear. He wouldn't honestly explain his situation to the Doctor anymore; that would only cause trouble and strange looks.
Anyway, the pathological manifestations of black night disease are bizarre and varied, and it is currently incurable through normal medical means.
When your body acts strangely and you can't explain it, just tell the Doctor it's the black night disease, and you can't go wrong!
"This illness probably can't be cured. How about you just prescribe me some glucose to deal with it?" Lu Yibei said. "Oh, and while you're at it, prescribe some digestive tablets. I ate too much late-night snack last night and have a bit of indigestion."
Ever since his depleted Spiritual Energy inexplicably recovered last night, his stomach had been bloated, like he had eaten over ten pounds of sticky rice balls.
I wonder if the digestive tablets will work...
Lu Yibei thought to himself slyly, looked at the Doctor, and added another question, "Oh, right, we can use medical insurance cards here, right?"
Even if he wasn't a formal operative, the Night Watch's benefits were quite comprehensive. With the five insurances and one fund paid, it would be a waste not to use them!
"..." The Doctor looked at Lu Yibei expressionlessly, a mix of emotions swirling in his heart for a moment.
Damn it, who is the patient here?
I've already arranged everything for you, what do you need me, the Doctor, for?
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A moment later.
Lu Yibei, who had been kicked out by the Doctor, strutted out of the hospital gate carrying a bag of chewable digestive tablets.
He stopped by the roadside, watching the vehicles and pedestrians passing by on the street, contemplating whether to go back to the Electric Competition Hall on Bu Ye Street to find Qingji, get familiar with the skills he had just learned, and incidentally use up the remaining internet fees.
He had recharged fifty yuan before!
He definitely hadn't used up all of it in the short time he was there. If he left it unused, he would feel like he was losing a lot no matter how he thought about it!
Lu Yibei thought indignantly, his gaze casually swept across the street, then swept back, stopping on Hua Sang, who was hurrying over from the other side of the road.
Huh, why is she here?
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Hua Sang rushed over after receiving a notification from a fellow disciple of Da Chunyang Palace on duty at the hospital. On the phone, the disciple told her that Lu Yibei was dying and asked her to come quickly to see how to handle the aftermath.
Arriving near the hospital, she saw Lu Yibei standing in front of the main entrance, waving at her from a distance. Hua Sang was stunned for a moment, a look of seeing a ghost fleetingly crossing her face.
While she was stunned, Lu Yibei jogged across the road and came before her.
"Are you here to see a Doctor? Injured? That doesn't seem right. If you were injured, you should go back to Da Chunyang Palace. Why come to the hospital? Could it be some illness that's inconvenient to see at Qingnang Grass Hut? If not, should I take a look for you first?"
Perhaps knowing that Hua Sang might also be his fiancée, Lu Yibei's tone of voice unconsciously carried a bit more concern when he spoke.
Hua Sang caught the unintentional concern in Lu Yibei's tone, felt a warmth spread across her cheeks, and instinctively turned her head away, avoiding Lu Yibei's gaze.
Didn't they say he was dying?
Why is he still talking so much?
Immediately after, she remembered Lu Yibei's incessant talking state last night when his Spiritual Energy was on the verge of depletion, and her heart felt relieved.
This guy's mouth and body are probably controlled by two separate systems that don't interfere with each other.
If, after negotiating with him, he is willing to help treat my Spirit Mark loss of control, will I have to endure his talkativeness?
Hua Sang thought, a strong sense of fatigue quietly rising from the depths of her soul. She then opened her mouth, intending to explain her purpose to Lu Yibei.
Just then, the bao sang cang xiao badge she carried with her suddenly vibrated.
Lu Yibei watched Hua Sang take out the bao sang cang xiao badge from her pocket. After a light touch, her face turned pale, and he couldn't help but frown, asking softly, "Did something happen?"
"It's a signal sent by the fellow disciples who are pursuing Hu Chuan," Hua Sang explained.
Lu Yibei tilted his head. "Caught him?"
Hua Sang shook her head, her tone becoming heavy. "It's a distress signal. They only transmitted one sentence and then couldn't be contacted... something has most likely happened to them."
Lu Yibei, "..."
