It’s important to trust professionals, like Brother Hao Ke with his crisis perception.
Not convinced by the tranquility of the tis, he finally proved himself with my help.
And on this quiet night, the biochemical mark on the body was revealed for the first ti.
Forced to terminate the Blood Conquest, Fu Qian felt no negative emotions, quite the contrary, he was deeply satisfied.
Xi Yuan indeed isn’t as peaceful as it seems; an incredible force is at play within.
In essence, similar to a Blood Conquest that traverses another dinsion, at that mont there was no room for struggle, it was forcibly pulled back into reality.
All because of just being near her?
Watching that silhouette swiftly disappear, Fu Qian was fairly confident about his judgnt.
He even thought this confidence could indeed be verified.
As blood mist spread, he initiated another Blood Conquest, swiftly closing the distance between them.
Truly miraculous.
But in just a breath later, Fu Qian reappeared from behind a tree and once again halted his pursuit, choosing to watch the other figure fade away into the distance.
Verification complete, even at the sa distance.
Like that lady carries divine protection, disallowing anyone to quietly approach her.
...
Could there really be divine protection?
Recalling the entire incident, Fu Qian looked towards a certain mountain in the darkness.
Night was not deep anymore, reaching the stage of pre-dawn darkness, and the mountain’s peak still showed no traces of trees.
But the unreasonable transformation earlier was reminiscent of Huang Yuanchang’s beheading aura.
Whoever offends loses their head, everyone treated equally.
And if it’s not rely a similarity in style, the nature it represents could be grave—
The trio not only didn’t leave empty-handed but even has the final form of the Evil On’s law protecting them?
That would an Tan Mingxue’s earlier statent was a complete misjudgnt, that tree not only failed to settle down but entered a potentially more active state than before.
But the issue is her judgnt is not entirely subjective; it likely derives from that prophetic doll, aning the tree even fooled the doll?
Assuming the Night Watchman’s backup tactics truly failed, since the doll was fooled, why did this person co here in the middle of the night after gaining sothing?
By the ti the person arrived, the doll had been put away; it shouldn’t have been a deliberate interference.
It’s undeniable that under the calm surface, Xi Yuan is teeming with unusual undercurrents.
Click!
A faint clatter of chanics, the tal cylinder in Fu Qian’s hand opened slightly.
Inside the smooth wall, dark red demi-god flesh belonging to Kaldora crawled within.
When approaching the doll earlier, there was a slight reaction, but it has since cald.
At a glance, it showed no changes compared to when leaving the Academy.
For this, Fu Qian naturally didn’t feel any disappointnt; after all, it was rely the initial visit, and patience in academic pursuits is always a fundantal quality.
There’s a saying about adapting to local customs, should I also embrace Xi Yuan’s low-profile style?
Closing the tal cylinder, Fu Qian looked toward the path he ca from.
Like the agreed ti with Brother Hao Ke is approaching.
...
"Let confirm one last ti, are you really not joking?"
At the break of dawn, as serenity embraced the historic Xi Yuan town, it welcod another peaceful morning.
However, within a mansion resembling an impregnable fortress, the atmosphere was uniquely tense.
The speaker was the only woman in the room, the only one standing without taking a seat despite holding a position.
Her delicate coat and shoes contrasted sharply with her simple makeup—it seed like she had been dragged out of bed in the middle of the night, without even washing her face.
Indeed, the resentnt emanating as she paced back and forth likely had its reasons.
"I’ve said it more than once, would I joke about blowing up my own house? Use your head, Qiu."
The response ca in a coarse voice, though it didn’t sound amused, undoubtedly from Hao Ke.
In this ticulously arranged safe house, besides him and the irritable lady, there were two others, all similarly aged.
The gentleman sitting closest to the door, dressed impeccably, once again directed his gaze at the deep pit in the living room due to their conversation.
The matter suddenly brought up by Hao Ke struck as odd.
But with such a scene before them, it was hard to easily dismiss.
"But when you sought our help, you didn’t ntion your house blowing up."
The argunt continued; although the lady called Qiu didn’t refute Hao Ke’s words, she still snorted.
"... If I said my house blew up, would you co?"
"No."
...
"Regardless, using the pretext of a dangerous intruder at ho to gather us, only to face a brewing crisis, makes it hard to believe."
Ms. Qiu, though acknowledging Hao Ke’s logic, was evidently still displeased, murmuring suspicions over groundless claims, and couldn’t help but walk to the edge of the pit to look down.
"As if soone punched it open."
Though the place was sowhat cleaned, with fragnts and debris pushed inside, the depth was still astonishing, making it tough to imagine the scenario Hao Ke described.
"And now that dawn is about to break, where is the mysterious high-ranking, benevolent person you ntioned?"
"Are we to wait indefinitely if they don’t arrive?"
The voice belonged to one person, but undeniably, it echoed the sentints of all present.
In an instant, gazes shifted from the pit, uniformly focusing on Hao Ke’s face.
"I believe he will definitely co."
Undoubtedly a serious issue, the crowd, already impatient, was reaching their limits.
Even Hao Ke himself harbored so doubts at certain monts.
However, knowing that letting them leave ant not gathering them again soon, he gritted his teeth and chose to persevere.
"So until when? Shouldn’t we set a concrete ti? Dawn is rather vague."
Finally, another gentleman, even more disheveled than Hao Ke, with wild hair, asserted his presence and suggested.
It sounded reasonable enough.
"Apologies, having just crossed ti zones, my timing may have been slightly off."
But the response ca not from any of the initial occupants.
Under the watchful eyes of the alert crowd, a figure stepped out from the shadowed corner.
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