Free Web Novel“May the General return... May the General return...”
Lu Yibei silently sighed, looking at Xia Lianqing and the Longxiang Army Armored Soldiers, who seemed to have lost their minds, and walked towards Shen Baiwei, who was struggling to get up.
A great person once said, “If you do it yourself, you will have plenty!”
Some things still need to be done by oneself.
“You are a bad person, you are so annoying!” Shen Baiwei cursed loudly, her missing front teeth making her words unclear.
“Shh—!” Lu Yibei made a shushing gesture at Shen Baiwei and slowly said, “Be good, shut up, or I’ll eat you!”
Although she was merely threatening and didn’t intend to actually harm Shen Baiwei, her emotionless face, cold eyes, and unsettling, almost poisonous tone still made Shen Baiwei’s heart skip a beat, and she suddenly quieted down.
Indeed, in the past influences she had glimpsed, the Disaster had, during the turmoil in Taoyuan, displayed the terrifying act of cooking and eating urban legend in plain sight.
If she got angry, would she really eat people?
While Shen Baiwei quieted down, Lu Yibei immediately began her work, chanting a Spell while pouting and tying people up, her movements exceptionally skilled.
One must know, she had been practicing related skills since she was eight years old, helping her Old Dad tie up braised beef and braised trotters.
In less than a minute, she had tied Shen Baiwei into a glowing, cocoon-like bundle using cloth strips reinforced with hundreds of sealing Spells and defensive Spells.
“Woo—woo woo—!”
Restricted by the Spell and deprived of her ability to speak, Shen Baiwei lay horizontally on the ground, her mouth wide open as if trying to shout, but only unclear whimpers accompanied by streaks of blood oozed from between her lips and teeth.
She struggled desperately, like a glowing larva of some insect, her eyes wide, as if she wanted to gouge out a pound of flesh from Lu Yibei with her gaze.
“Don’t look at me like that, I’m doing this for everyone’s good...” Lu Yibei frowned.
Seeing Shen Baiwei’s aggrieved and fierce gaze, and her slightly reddened, teary eyes, she actually felt a pang of guilt. After all, to some extent, she was destroying someone else’s cherished dreams and wishes.
However, after a brief thought, she found a way to ease her conscience—she took off Shen Baiwei’s glasses, tore a strip of cloth from the bed curtain nearby, and tightly covered Shen Baiwei’s eyes.
Losing her vision, Shen Baiwei immediately struggled more violently. Lu Yibei frowned, raised her hand, and delivered a heavy chop to her nape.
A dull thud accompanied by a faint, crisp sound of bone deformation, and Shen Baiwei’s legs kicked out sharply, her entire body going limp.
This perfectly solves the problem!
She never liked to see others cry. Since she couldn’t bear to see it, she simply wouldn’t look. Out of sight, out of mind.
Like a black widow spider wrapping up its prey in a web, Lu Yibei hoisted Shen Baiwei, who was wrapped in hundreds of sealing Spells, onto her shoulder and stood up.
She planned to check on the others. After seeing Xia Lianqing and the Longxiang Army Armored Soldiers in their enchanted state, she was somewhat worried about Nanling Yaohua and Lord Huaiyuan’s condition.
“May the General return... May the General return...”
Xia Lianqing and the Longxiang Army Armored Soldiers continued to whisper, like monks chanting scriptures, their words making one drowsy.
As the sound echoed in the room and then drifted away through the open window, at the moment Lu Yibei stood up, her vision suddenly blurred, as if from eyestrain, and she saw double.
In a daze, a vague, faint guidance, coming from who knows where, made her look up out the window. The moment she looked out the window, her vision cleared. frёewebnoѵēl.com
The vast sky was filled with pure white light, gradually darkening from near to far, tinged with a deep blue, and finally swallowed completely by darkness at the edge of her vision.
Although there seemed to be nothing there, Lu Yibei sensed that in that line of darkness, something abnormally vast and majestic was stirring.
Beneath the sky, the dilapidated buildings within Yumen Pass, like a field of corpses, glowed faintly around their edges, as if a special filter had been applied.
In the time Lu Yibei had been busy dealing with Shen Baiwei, the golden figure in the sky, enveloped in holy white light, had quietly changed.
Its body, which originally appeared to be only palm-sized with only a blurry human outline discernible, had somehow expanded several times over.
The golden substance covering its body, which writhed and deformed like active amorphous fluid, had, after a period of “growth,” extended out from its spine and limb joints as proliferative tissues resembling plant branches without stems.
From a distance, it looked as if tree branches had broken through the soil, then penetrated the buried corpses, growing out from the backs of the corpses.
Delicate paper strips intertwined, forming the shape of a giant flower bud.
Half of that flower bud was enveloped in a radiant, sunset-like glow, with layers upon layers, complex and dazzling, as if it could bloom at any moment into the most magnificent miracle flower in this world.
The other half appeared withered, having lost its moisture and most of its tissues, leaving only the intricately interwoven fibrous veins beneath the petals. These fibrous veins, in turn, outlined various complex and ornate patterns.
The patterns depicted seemed to be gold, swords, livestock, wine cups, or perhaps some special characters, conveying indescribable information.
At the tips of those branches, countless small, dream-like fiery lights grew, writhing back and forth, constantly extending, and disappearing into the void, as if to grasp something from it.
Compared to Ju Meng, a more approachable deity, the figure in the sky perhaps more closely resembled a legendary deity. freewёbnoνel.com
It was as if it were the first miracle at the dawn of the world; simply looking at it gave one an urge to raise both arms and cheer “miracle!” But if someone were to shout “Reproduce!” at Smelly Girl, they would most likely not be a believer, but simply a pervert attracted to Smelly Girl’s beauty.
Although Lu Yibei never worshipped any deity and clearly understood that all deities were essentially urban legend, she felt that if someone unfamiliar with urban legend were to witness the scene in the sky at this moment, they would blindly worship that entity as a deity.
Even some Psychic and urban legend would.
Just like this...
Lu Yibei looked at Xia Lianqing and the Longxiang Army Armored Soldiers, shaking her head helplessly.
They were still calling out incessantly.
Amidst their calls, Lu Yibei suddenly felt a burning sensation in her eyes.
The next second, as the burning sensation spread from the depths of her eyes, Lu Yibei saw that the extreme darkness at the edge of the sky, which ultimately swallowed the pure white light, seemed to pulsate.
Immediately after, a faint layer of shadow, like dark clouds drifting from afar, gradually approached the golden figure.
A few breaths later, a bizarre scene appeared above Yumen Pass.
The sky seemed to be cut in half by some terrifying force; one half still radiated holy light, while the other, though also enveloped in bright white light, had a colder, grayer hue, with a faint, almost imperceptible crimson tinge, appearing oppressive and gloomy.
“...”
Is the big one coming?
The atmosphere has been built up to this point; it would be impolite if no big guy appeared...
But what would it be?
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Lu Yibei thought with a spectator’s mentality, her gaze moving downwards along the oppressive and gloomy half of the sky, wandering back and forth within the city pass, trying to find the source of the anomaly.
Unfortunately, the height of the third floor of Daimu Courtyard provided limited visibility. Obscured by the undulating, dilapidated buildings, she could only see fragmented scenes cut out by the edges of the buildings, and within those scenes, Psychic or urban legend who looked like madmen.
Someone sat blankly on the roof of a dilapidated building, holding a steaming bowl of noodles, hunched over, and sobbing continuously, as if a loved one had just passed away.
Someone squatted on an open patch of ground, clutching a piece of charcoal, continuously drawing a bizarre pattern on the ground, muttering, “I know, that’s it, everything is clear...”
When the charcoal ran out, the person bit their finger and continued to draw and write with blood. Red and black intertwined, outlining an unsettling, evil pattern.
That seemed to be a totem symbolizing some kind of demon-species Strange Tale.
“Yay, I passed, my son passed!”
Suddenly, a cry of ecstatic joy came from afar, followed by a disheveled figure flashing through a hole in a dirty mud wall.
On the winding streets, people in bizarre costumes wandered back and forth, like a large anime convention. There were even mechs two or three stories high mixed among them, which made Lu Yibei feel a surge of envy, and an inexplicable urge to join them.
If they didn’t look like a group of soulless walking dead, she might have regretted not truly wishing for White Little Flower to appear earlier.
It was simply a chaotic dance of demons; she didn’t see anything useful. The only thing that proved something terrifying was approaching was the giant, who had previously been prostrate on the small gray palace in the city center, and had now climbed onto the roof at some unknown time.
Its massive body, covered in decaying flesh, would emit a deafening sound with even the slightest movement. Bizarre swarms of insects with human faces flew back and forth within its chest cavity, where bones were already visible.
Although its bloodless eye sockets were deeply sunken, Lu Yibei read a sense of readiness from those dark, hollow sockets.
Perhaps, the direction it was gazing in was where the big guy was about to appear? Lu Yibei thought, narrowing her eyes slightly.
Just then, she suddenly felt as if she was hallucinating, sensing that something within Yumen Pass had changed from before.
She couldn’t pinpoint what it was, just like the subtle changes in air humidity and temperature that are difficult to perceive.
Shen Baiwei, bound like a human cocoon, couldn’t speak or see, but she felt the changes within Yumen Pass more clearly than Lu Yibei.
It was a strong emotion from the past, which under normal circumstances would have been excellent fodder for her Spirit Mark’s authority.
Unfortunately, now, her Spirit Mark’s authority sensed her thoughts and was “throwing a tantrum” with her, having no desire to feed at all, and even watched her being controlled by the Disaster.
It was just like some irresponsible parents sending their child to an internet addiction treatment center, watching their child being abused, and even applauding.
It was just too much!
Overwhelmed by anger, Shen Baiwei kept wriggling her body, like a slug touched by a spark.
As time passed, and the invisible, intangible, and imperceptible changes accumulated within Yumen Pass, Lu Yibei’s mythical Strange Tale core suddenly trembled.
It was just like when Xia Lianqing asked her for help, only much stronger.
In a trance, she seemed to hear a voice in her ear saying, “You’ve finally come...”
It was as if someone knew she would definitely appear here, no matter how many years passed.
In an instant, sorrow, like a breached flood, roared forth, engulfing her.
It was only then that she finally realized that many “people” had suddenly appeared in Yumen Pass.
Although they were invisible and intangible, she could vaguely sense that they were there, or rather, had been there.
They were deeply mired in suffering, crying out for help, yet no one could extend a hand to them. They could only sigh as the sky gradually dimmed, leaving behind only an unbearable despair.
Feeling their despair, she felt sorrow.
Unconsciously, tears welled from the corners of Lu Yibei’s eyes, quietly tracing paths down her face like pearls on a broken string...
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In Prosperity Beijing, Z Country, on the corridor outside the Second Observation Room of the Si Ye Hui Headquarters.
“Nameless Book, where are you... going?”
Although it was somewhat overstepping, seeing Nameless Book walking quickly down the corridor and heading outside, the young female Night Watch operative couldn’t help but ask the question.
Shouldn’t trivial matters be left to them, the scribes?
Was she going to the Third Remote Conference Room to help with the argument?
She heard that she had already started arguing with several Calamity Big Brother from other organizations... the woman thought.
She had just heard from her colleague on duty outside the Third Remote Conference Room that intense arguments were coming from inside the conference room.
It seemed that the Guardian said that two Guardians and a very special operative from the Night Watch had already entered Yumen Pass and would definitely not make any mistakes, but the major Spiritual Energy organizations didn’t quite believe that the Night Watch could solve it alone and insisted on sending personnel to participate, so an argument broke out.
What happened next was unclear. When the argument reached its peak, the Guardian, with a wave of her hand, cut off all prying.
“I’m a bit tired. [N O V E L I G H T] I’m going to the rooftop for a while to clear my head...” Nameless Book pulled out a pack of women’s cigarettes and a lighter from her coat pocket, shook them at the operative, and then continued walking forward.
Passing through the long corridor and taking the elevator, she didn’t go to the rooftop as she said. Instead, she left the building where the Si Ye Hui Headquarters was located, walked through the winding alleys between the courtyards to the street, and then headed towards an inconspicuous coffee shop.
“Ding-a-ling—!”
With a crisp chime of a bell, Nameless Book pushed open the coffee shop door. As soon as she entered, she saw a pale-faced boy with green hair excitedly waving at her.
She walked over expressionlessly. Before even sitting down, she asked, “Is it done?”
“Don’t be so impatient, Sister!” the boy said with a grin, pushing several plates of different flavored cakes in front of Nameless Book. “I didn’t know which kind Sister liked, so I ordered them all.”
“It’s not done?” Nameless Book frowned. “Then I’m leaving.”
“Hey, hey!” Seeing Nameless Book turn to leave, the boy quickly stood up and shouted, “It’s done, it’s all done! Isn’t it just the scene inside Yumen Pass?”
As he spoke, he handed a tablet displaying a burly figure in black armor to Nameless Book.
“I think the reason for the reduced night erosion over there is probably this. They used to call him... Shaman King, right? Sister, do you want to see the details now, or after you eat?”
Nameless Book looked at the cakes on the table, then at the tablet in the boy’s hand, and said faintly, “Now.”
“Then...” The boy moved to the side and then patted the empty spot, saying, “Sister, come over and watch together?”
Nameless Book, “...”
