Free Web NovelThe night was deep.
In a vast space that stretched endlessly, countless book shelfs were neatly arranged, filled with various “books,” or rather, text carriers—from bone fragments and metal inscribed with hieroglyphs, to bamboo slips, silk scrolls, and even thread-bound and glued-bound volumes, everything imaginable. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
It resembled an old, dilapidated library, yet also a museum of written words, with the air permeated by a mixture of dust, mold, and the fresh scent of paper.
Through the gaps in the dark green curtains, one could vaguely discern large, knowledge-hungry eyes floating outside the window.
By the window, beneath the candlelight.
A woman in a white dress, with shoulder-length hair and a dignified, elegant face, leaned against the wall, one hand holding a scroll, the other cradling a pale, metallic-sheened worm.
The worm’s plump body wriggled back and forth, seemingly speaking to the woman.
After a long while, the woman’s gaze shifted from the scroll to the little white worm, and she said calmly, “Your subordinate just messaged you, asking you to inform Night Watch that Mountain City is in crisis.”
“Netizen Laosepi, an interesting name.”
Upon hearing this, Void was startled, “This... he, he didn’t mean any harm, it’s just...”
The woman nodded expressionlessly, “Yes, I know, so I’ve already replied to him. Reinforcements will arrive soon.”
She paused, then, as if remembering something, frowned slightly and added, “You seem to be on good terms with Disaster?”
“I need to warn you, don’t get too close to her...”
“Why?”
The woman pondered for a moment, then turned her head to look out the window, “She will bring you misfortune.”
Void, “...”
No, not really? At least so far, she has only brought me “luck.”
“Did you remember everything I said?” the woman emphasized.
Void wriggled its body, answering with some unease, “I remembered.”
The woman lowered her head to look ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) at the little white worm in her hand, gently placing it on the windowsill, “Since you remembered, go do what you need to do...”
“...” Void looked at the woman’s delicate profile, its small eyes darting around, seemingly deep in thought, until the woman spoke again.
“Is there anything else?”
“No.”
“Then hurry up and leave.” The woman said calmly, then, as if very concerned about the little white worm’s suspicious expression just now, she added seriously, “By the way, I’ll emphasize it again: I won’t be your godmother. You’d best stop thinking about that.”
“I won’t, I won’t anymore!”
You think I still want you to be my godmother? Naive!
But this matter won’t be settled in a day or two...
Sigh! There’s always tomorrow, right?!
Void thought to itself, wriggling its body, jumping from the woman’s palm, and disappearing into the darkness.
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Meanwhile, in Mountain City, underground at Jiaochangkou Subway Station.
Adhering to the principle of “mass-destruction weapons: you might not use them, but you must have them,” after Qiu Guniang achieved good results in Taoyuan, Lu Yibei developed and produced several improved versions. However, since then, she never had the opportunity to use them again, until today...
Her original plan was to drop a luxurious enhanced Alchemy Dirty Bomb, which, while blowing up the street, would also severely damage the Maitian God Offspring hidden underground, soon to be born.
Since she had already chosen to skip class, she naturally had to see it through! Maximizing the reduction of the boss’s health bar before entering the boss room wasn’t a basic operation, was it?
However, what she didn’t expect was that someone had arrived at the evil altar before her.
Thus, after the luxurious enhanced Alchemy Dirty Bomb detonated, while inflicting heavy damage on the Maitian God Offspring, it also inadvertently struck an ally.
From the current situation, this guy should be considered an ally, right? Lu Yibei glanced at the “open-mouthed, closed-eyed man” on the ground and shook her head.
She then looked around, her gaze sweeping over the tilted, fallen, mushroom-like bizarre flesh tissue that looked as if it had been kicked over, over the distorted subway train piled up like a small mountain, over the scorched ground. Lu Yibei’s gaze finally landed on Zhang Yu, and a flicker of understanding dawned on her.
“...”
No wonder when she was negotiating with Xiao Mai just now, it, which had been anxious, suddenly became calm.
Was it because someone had arrived first and temporarily halted the ritual process, helping it alleviate its worries?
But this guy...
Lu Yibei looked at the dying Zhang Yu, frowning. She couldn’t quite understand his reason for going to such lengths, even risking his life.
“You dog, what are you thinking about?” Ju Meng’s voice broke Lu Yibei’s train of thought.
Lu Yibei composed herself and said expressionlessly, “I’m thinking about what this guy did before we arrived, and what happened in this cursed place.”
As she spoke, she leaned down, reaching out to check the breath of Zhang Yu, who had fainted again from overwhelming anger. After feeling a faint, warm, moist breath on her fingertips, she turned her head to look at Ju Meng.
“Smelly Girl, can this guy still be saved?”
Lu Yibei wasn’t ignorant of healing Spells, but she was only slightly better than Fu Xinyi, that quack doctor. With Ju Meng beside her, she very consciously refrained from performing probability-based treatment on Zhang Yu.
Moreover, if even Ju Meng, whose Power contained powerful vitality, said he was beyond saving, then Zhang Yu was likely truly beyond saving.
“You want to save him?” Ju Meng thought for a moment, then said seriously, “It’s a bit difficult. There are a few methods, but none of them can heal him quickly.”
Hearing this, Lu Yibei scrutinized Zhang Yu again, frowning, “Then what if we just want him to live a little longer?”
She didn’t want Zhang Yu to die, at least not now.
She wanted to infiltrate the Eclipse Society primarily to find out about her Old Dad’s whereabouts. The man earlier, through Zhang Yu and Dorees, hinted that her Old Dad was imprisoned in Li Gate. Now that Zhang Yu was in her hands, she certainly needed to obtain more information about Li Gate from him.
And to obtain information, the likely path was to pull Zhang Yu into a dream and read his memories, but reading memories takes time and could only be done after dealing with the Maitian God Offspring.
“Live a little longer? That’s quite simple.” Ju Meng’s chin tilted slightly upwards, a hint of pride in her voice, “To be honest, Sister, I can make him live for another hour or so just by blowing a casual breath.”
“Is that so?” Lu Yibei nodded and said, “Then I’ll trouble you, good Sister, to blow a breath on him and let him live for another hour or so. This person is still useful to me.”
After speaking, she retrieved the Xuan Ying Luo Fu from her God Kingdom Prototype and turned to walk towards the massive, mushroom-shaped flesh that had tilted and fallen nearby.
Watching Lu Yibei leave, Ju Meng shrugged, then looked at the fallen, dying Zhang Yu with disdain in her eyes. She took a deep breath, and with a puff from her cherry lips, she exhaled a wisp of spring breeze...
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Having just used the “big guy” to severely wound the Maitian God Offspring, now was the time to seize the opportunity before it recovered and deliver a decisive blow.
Fair duels never existed with Disaster; her style was always “strike while the iron is hot, take a life when you’re sick.”
Holding the Xuan Ying Luo Fu, she continuously approached the twisted mass of flesh. As Spiritual Energy surged within her, the dark umbrella ribs “swished” open halfway, then instantly transformed into a giant sword forged from crimson light.
Seemingly sensing the approaching danger, the twisted mass of flesh wriggled violently, and faintly, the cries of an infant could be heard.
They say an infant’s cry is a form of self-preservation; for normal people, hearing an infant’s cry instinctively evokes a desire to protect.
But clearly, Lu Yibei was not normal, even a little twisted and perverse.
“Don’t cry, don’t cry! Disaster Teacher’s Home Classroom is about to begin. Today’s topic is philosophy, mainly about how to face death...”
Lu Yibei said this, then leaped, landing directly above the twisted mass of flesh. She raised the giant sword in her hand, twirled it in mid-air, then pointed the tip downwards, executing a simple and brutal jump-chop.
At this moment, any sword art was unnecessary; she just needed to quickly and fiercely chop it into a pile of minced meat, like mincing meat, to completely stop this evil ritual that had cost countless lives.
A piercing shriek suddenly erupted as the giant sword, spitting crimson light, drew closer and closer to the frantically wriggling, twisted flesh.
Suddenly, a soul-shattering tremor erupted from within, forcing Lu Yibei’s petite body to tremble along with it, and screams echoed in her ears.
The screams grew higher and higher, as if many people were suffering terribly.
Then she saw a burning passenger bus falling through a valley. The bus, tumbling and bouncing like a stone between cliffs, had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
This was the scene of the car accident three years ago...
As this scene appeared before her eyes, Lu Yibei’s eyes burned intensely. The shadow of death descended without warning, and a chilling, violent sense of fear seemed to condense like ice within Lu Yibei’s lungs.
【He is approaching】...【He is approaching】...【He is approaching】...
Like tidal waves, a series of increasingly strong premonitions flashed through her mind, and then a profound black shadow, deeper than night, enveloped Lu Yibei’s vision.
That colossal shadow, which she, Maitian God, and Wang Yingying had all witnessed, had silently descended.
Within that shadow, she felt an intense rage.
It was the rage of a chess player towards a pawn’s betrayal.
He would not allow Lu Yibei to harm the Maitian God Offspring...
At this moment, the tip of the Xuan Ying Luo Fu was less than ten centimeters from the flesh mass that would soon become the Maitian God Offspring, yet a strong premonition inexplicably arose in Lu Yibei’s heart—if she pierced the twisted flesh with the Xuan Ying Luo Fu, she would die immediately!
Under the terrifying pressure, beads of sweat appeared densely on Lu Yibei’s forehead.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly gritted her teeth, gripped the sword with both hands, and unleashed dazzling, brilliant light towards the twisted mass of flesh.
Taihe Gentleman Sword · Jun Tiansou!
