The branch seed like a living thing and possessed extre resilience, pressing against Lin Xian like a thin wire!
"The new move I ntioned is this one."
Since leaving Xilan City, Ding Junyi discovered that her plant-based superpower had significantly improved, allowing her to defy the natural growth patterns of plants in bizarre ways, enabling plants to exhibit characteristics beyond their cellular structure, such as elasticity, strength, hardness, tensile force... and so on.
Lin Xian turned around with a surprised expression and saw Ding Junyi standing with her hands in her pockets, staring at him with a calm expression. anwhile, a small flower on her head began to bloom, swaying in a bright pink hue—a stark contrast to her intellectual and composed deanour, adding a touch of... irony to her seriousness.
"If you’re worried about my frequent and direct sexual advances towards you, I will reduce the frequency in the future, because at any ti, place, or situation, I am willing to follow your words, whatever you want to do, I will do."
Lin Xian felt a bit unnatural upon hearing this, smiled helplessly, realizing he misunderstood Ding Junyi’s intentions, yet an inexplicable sense of guilt arose within him. Looking at the calmness in Ding Junyi’s eyes, his breath sank, and without thinking, he rushed over and hugged her tightly, then walked towards the rest area.
At this mont, Ding Junyi, who was being embraced by Lin Xian, still had a calm gaze. She adjusted her glasses and lifted the corner of her mouth into a subtle yet proud smile.
That gaze seed to say.
My hero, I have prepared a hero mont for you.
Are you satisfied?
...
In the Infinite Train, car number 5, inside a compartnt nad "Heaven-Burning Hall," Lu Xingchen sat on the floor, staring with murderous intent at a tungsten crucible placed in front of him.
Inside were all his thermal undergarnts.
He planned to burn them all at once.
Does the Fire God need to wear thermal undergarnts?
This is a philosophical question.
But Lu Xingchen knew that he would never wear thermal undergarnts again; they’re not cool, and not tasteful. Most critically.
The damn thermal undergarnts lose color!
"Dark things, disrupting my path, how can I tolerate them!"
Lu Xingchen clenched his teeth with a grating sound, picked up the recording pen he had used to leave a ssage for Lin Xian, and held it tightly.
"Today, I shall..."
Click.
Due to too much force, he unintentionally pressed the switch, and that heroic ssage suddenly played in the quiet room.
"Brother Lin, Brother Lou, all friends and companions of the Infinity, please forgive my abrupt departure..."
Lu Xingchen’s face turned pale imdiately, and he hurriedly fumbled to find the switch, turning it off again.
Then, with a reddish face, he threw the recording pen into the crucible, covered it with the burning lid, and then shouted, breathing fire into it through the lid’s mouth!
"Burn it all, burn it all for !"
The blazing flas quickly reduced the few pitiful thermal undergarnts and the recording pen to ashes, releasing a scorching sll and black smoke. Lu Xingchen hurriedly turned on the ventilation switch, cleaned up, wiped the floor, tidied the table, and took out his treasured ancient jasmine-scented air freshener, spraying it into the modest room.
Soon, his exquisite room once again had that serene, clean sll of a ditative retreat.
"Thus, the inner demon is resolved."
Lu Xingchen was quite satisfied, picked up the crucible, left the room, and emptied the ashes into the trash can. At this mont, a clattering tallic sound suddenly arose as if sothing had fallen into the trash can, and Lu Xingchen froze for a mont, his eyes fixated on the bin. Amidst a heap of ashes, a glint of golden color appeared.
Lu Xingchen’s eyes narrowed, and with a disdainful expression, he poked through the ashes with two fingers, picking up the golden item, only to find it was the golden bracelet he had picked up from the Yijin Bank vault!
At the ti, he had been impulsive, wanting to create so golden trinket for himself before he died, like a spiritual tablet or mystic ring, hoping to leave so legacy (last words) of so kind...
But this thing couldn’t be lted after burning for ages, frustrating him. Now, looking at it again, Lu Xingchen felt a hint of disbelief.
"At that ti, I thought only a tenth of my Heavenly Fire’s power remained. Now, I shall see what mysterious tal this is that can withstand my Heavenly Fire!"
You must know, Lu Xingchen’s Burning Fla Sword even had the power to penetrate and lt an Abyss Worm, and the lting point of re gold is just over a thousand degrees. How could it not lt under fire?
He beca interested at once, cleaned the crucible, along with washing the golden bracelet thoroughly, and brought them back into the room.
Under the cold light, the spiral-linked won’s golden bracelet with nine golden flowers had excellent craftsmanship. After cleaning, it glead brightly, clearly indicative of a valuable item stored in a bank vault. However, after the apocalypse, gold had beco mostly worthless, not even serving as a general equivalent anymore, with Blood Essence taking that role; outside so industrial use, it was pretty useless.
Lu Xingchen brewed himself a pot of tea with a tea machine, then carefully observed the bracelet, sipping his tea while blowing fire on the bracelet with his fingers, wanting to see at what point it would lt.
But unexpectedly, the longer Lu Xingchen burned it, the longer it took; he drank cup after cup of tea, sustaining the burn for several minutes until the tungsten crucible’s bottom started turning red and lting, yet the golden bracelet showed no change whatsoever—even... becoming more radiant.
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