Free Web Novel“Miss Fang? It’s been a long time since we last met at Da Chunyang Palace. I never expected to see you here. I have so much to tell you. How about we chat?”
Emerging from behind the wind-eroded sand dune where she had been hiding, Lu Yibei immediately stated her purpose to Fang Ji. As she spoke, her eyes met Fang Ji’s from a distance.
That glance was like an electric shock!
Not the kind of electric shock from a flirtatious gaze, but a physical one.
It felt as if electric currents flowed through her nerves, bringing waves of numbness.
Immediately after, as if hallucinating, golden electric sparks erupted where her gaze met Fang Ji’s, crackling and blossoming into magnificent flowers.
Then, everything came to an abrupt halt.
An indescribably comfortable sensation instantly spread through her entire body.
Although Lu Yibei had experienced this inexplicable comfort when interacting with Fang Ji before, this time it was significantly more intense!
It was as if heavy shackles that had bound her for a long time were suddenly shattered, or like drinking an ice-cold cola after being exposed to the scorching summer sun for hours, or recovering from a severe cold with a stuffy nose and dizziness for days after taking a hot shower and a nap.
It felt as if every pore was cheering joyfully, with the slightly trembling hairs on her body acting as their waving glow sticks.
Lu Yibei’s consciousness was immersed in that indescribable comfort; everything in the outside world faded and receded, until...
A familiar face entered her line of sight.
Snapping out of the momentary daze caused by the intense comfort, Lu Yibei’s pupils slightly trembled as she looked forward.
As she saw herself getting closer to Fang Ji, she suddenly realized that the unstable factor of the fake Disaster was also with Fang Ji.
In the Night Watch’s sealed zone, her eyes inexplicably heated up, she fell unconscious, and she saw the numerous evil deeds committed by the “Disaster” against the twin-tailed Miss. After guessing that the Disaster recently active in the Gobi Desert was likely similar to Chatterbox Girl, she had already become highly anxious.
She worried that the fake Disaster, who was likely stronger than her, would suddenly leap out from a dark corner of a wind-eroded mound, shout, “You can take his place!” and then take her life.
Now, with that fake Disaster charging straight at her, she was dumbfounded.
“Holy crap! What do you guys want to do?”
Those murky, pale eyes, the bulging veins on the forehead, the restlessly flailing hands, like a mad dog, the tongue dangling wildly from the mouth... it was as if infected with the T-virus.
Extremely terrifying!
It was as if a beautiful dream had been mercilessly crushed, waking her from her slumber. The comforting exhilaration she had gained from meeting Fang Ji’s gaze vanished in an instant. Her body jolted, and she instinctively retreated half a step, hiding behind Nanling Yaohua.
Lu Yibei never expected that the fake Disaster would attack her the moment they met.
It didn't even attempt a sneak attack, but a blatant assault!
To what extent must one be confident in their own strength to make such a [N O V E L I G H T] move?
Sister Rao Hua, you promised to protect me, didn't you?
Sister Rao Hua, please help!
As Lu Yibei was thinking, a figure suddenly flashed past her and rushed forward.
Following that retreating figure with her eyes, it was indeed Nanling Yaohua...
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Noticing that the “Disaster” was charging towards “Lu Qingyi,” Nanling Yaohua immediately blocked the “Disaster’s” path.
Using her palm as a sword, she chopped down from above, aiming directly at the “Disaster’s” face.
Instantly, a sharp whistling sound erupted, and sword energy shot from her slender fingertips, stirring up the yellow sand on the ground and plowing several shallow furrows.
However, as if the “Disaster” had anticipated the trajectory of that palm strike, its body suddenly spun, its toes sweeping the ground, drawing a half-arc in the sand like a compass. It elegantly bypassed the attack without the slightest hesitation and continued to charge forward.
Seeing this, Nanling Yaohua paused slightly, then quickly recovered, gritted her teeth, and pursued again.
Bells jingled softly, her long legs swept twice horizontally, and her skirt bloomed like a flower.
The longsword was unsheathed, like a snake flicking its tongue, its dance forming a continuous blur, instantly erupting in a dazzling silver light. freewebnσvel.cøm
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As if holding a grudge against the “Disaster,” Nanling Yaohua’s attacks grew fiercer. Her fists, feet, and longsword seemed to weave into an impenetrable wall.
However, the more furious her assault, the more agile the “Disaster’s” movements became. It stepped forward like a dancer, finding the gaps in her attacks and dodging with millimeter precision.
The “Disaster” seemed to transform into a liquid, taking on her shape under her fierce assault.
Here, “taking on her shape” is not some strange expression, but refers to the “Disaster’s” ability to adapt to her every move and attack rhythm with astonishing speed.
For a moment, Nanling Yaohua even felt that she couldn't stop the “Disaster” from surging towards “Lu Qingyi” by relying solely on her fists, feet, and sword energy.
However, by the time Nanling Yaohua realized this and prepared to switch her attack mode, the “Disaster” had already closed in on “Lu Qingyi”...
She looked at “Lu Qingyi,” their gazes met, and in “Lu Qingyi’s” eyes, she saw only one word—Help!
Seeing this, she sighed silently, slowly lowered the longsword in her hand, and shook her head at her with a helpless expression.
It’s probably too late to stop her now. Since she doesn’t sense any killing intent from the “Disaster,” let her go for now. She’ll make a decision once she catches up to Lu Qingyi... Nanling Yaohua thought.
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? You’re giving up already? Can this world even get better?
She had seen that expression before, in many TV shows, when Doctors failed to resuscitate a patient and told the family, “We’ve tried our best, but... we’re very sorry.”
But the problem is, I seem to be the “patient,” not the family, right?
“We’re very sorry!” Such words, conveyed by family members versus a Doctor directly telling the patient, are completely different experiences, aren’t they?
What’s more, I’m still on the “operating table”!
Just then, the fake Disaster had already reached her...
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When the fake Disaster bypassed Nanling Yaohua and charged directly at her, Lu Yibei tried to dodge, but after a brief attempt, she realized that the fake Disaster seemed to have locked onto her through some special means, relentlessly pursuing her.
She even used the movement techniques from the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration, but the fake Disaster still quickly matched her pace.
Finally, seeing the fake Disaster getting closer and closer, Lu Yibei took a deep breath and silently raised her hands to her chest, preparing herself.
Although Nanling Yaohua failed to protect her as promised, and even completely gave up and stopped pursuing, Lu Yibei understood perfectly.
From a certain perspective, Lu Qingyi was Nanling Yaohua’s “love rival”!
Lu Yibei felt that if she and Nanling Yaohua had swapped roles, she would have long since brazenly backstabbed and then tied Nanling Yaohua up and delivered her to the fake Disaster.
Moreover, the fake Disaster possessed combat talent not inferior to Qingji’s...
This was something she analyzed from various details she observed while the fake Disaster was chasing her.
Initially, seeing the fake Disaster nimbly dodging Nanling Yaohua’s attacks, she thought the fake Disaster relied on premonition.
In her experience, with the aid of premonition, it was indeed easier to dodge attacks from enemies with similar Spiritual Energy fluctuation levels to hers.
However, when the fake Disaster bypassed Nanling Yaohua and rushed towards her, starting to chase her, she realized that the fake Disaster was not, or at least not only, relying on premonition to dodge.
When it moved or dodged, it occasionally emitted faint humming sounds, and its limbs could always perform some counter-intuitive movements.
Furthermore, it could simultaneously dodge enemy attacks and quickly learn the enemy’s moves, making corresponding adjustments in a very short time.
Lu Yibei had encountered this situation before, when fighting Qingji...
This meant that the fake Disaster possessed combat talent and body control abilities similar to Qingji’s. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
Although Qingji’s talent was not limited to combat, if someone could be on par with Qingji in terms of combat talent, they could certainly be called a genius.
While Nanling Yaohua excelled in various abilities, she lacked that extreme, virtually unique talent, making it difficult for her to quickly find a way to deal with a fake Disaster whose Spiritual Energy fluctuation level was similar to hers.
However...
What Xiao Hua couldn’t handle, Ancestor surely could!
Let him properly educate Chatterbox Girl number two, shall he?
After all, he, the Ancestor, was the “Great Educator” who trained the Night Watch’s strongest Psychic! Lu Yibei thought.
As she was pondering, the fake Disaster had already crashed into her. In that instant, she felt as if she had caught an out-of-control dump truck...
“Boom—!” A loud bang echoed.
