Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1226 - 25: Never-Before-Seen Magical Creature
There was no need for Li Mumu to lift a finger here, those dozens of fierce ninjas had already been defeated by Xu Changge with people and horses overturning.
Wherever the blade passed, heads rolled.
And Xu Changge herself hadn’t even moved a step, just continually flicking the hilt of the long blade in her hand.
It feels so good to have someone powerful to rely on.
Li Mumu silently sighed while holding Xiao Die’s hand beside her.
Though it’s not like I haven’t relied on someone strong before...
But Sister Bingbing’s thighs are icy, not at all pleasant to the touch.
As a cultivator of the Specter Dharma Gate, Xia Yubing’s mastered Divine Skills mostly involve Yin Yang and life and death, greatly suppressing undead, but it’s hard to exert direct combat power on the front lines.
It looks like an elderly brawl, fighting for half a day without any damage.
This is a pure display of Xu Changge’s raw power.
She’s not a cultivator within the Twelve Laws system, but the chief Divine Witch under the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations, her skills are about the same as Uesugi Risa.
But the same moves in different hands, the power naturally varies greatly.
The normal Divine Martial Skill is called Eight-Fold Slash, which, as the name suggests, involves eight consecutive slashes.
In Xu Changge’s hands, there’s no numerical limit at all; she just flicks her katana slightly, and the ninjas’ bodies are already floating downstream in Sichuan.
This is a max level player returning to the Newbie Village to bully the inexperienced.
Chen Tianjun arrived at the door of room 301, gently twisted the doorknob, and easily pushed open the room that was locked from the inside.
This was an extremely simple room, it didn’t even have a washroom, just less than ten square meters of space with a simple bed.
A dazed woman sat on the bed holding a child in her arms, muttering unknown things.
A man naked to the waist knelt on the ground, carefully placing candles on the nodes of the array he just drew, about to cut open his palm to bleed when he heard the door open, turned his head in panic.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"What are you doing?"
Chen Tianjun curiously glanced at the array on the ground and the woman with a child in her arms on the bed: "Is your child ill, are you trying to extend her life?"
The man was startled, nodded after a moment of silence, and said, "Yes... I don’t know where you come from, but please spare me, I haven’t harmed anyone, just trying to use my blood to extend my daughter’s life..."
"Who taught you this method?"
"A traveling Taoist."
Chen Tianjun shook her head and said: "This method is indeed effective, but it only treats the symptoms, not the root. Although you’re not harming anyone now, eventually, your daughter will require more blood than you can supply, then you’ll have to harm others."
The man shouted angrily: "Are you going to punish me for something I haven’t done yet?"
"No no, if you can’t resist harming people in the future, the law will naturally deal with you. I’m not here for you today."
Chen Tianjun cast her gaze on the child in the woman’s arms, eyes closed, silent, and marveled.
"Old Zhou, what do you think?"
"Interesting."
The man looked at one, then the other, suddenly enlightened, and hurriedly knelt down, banging his head on the ground: "Please, sir, save my daughter! I’ll agree to whatever condition you have!"
"Your daughter isn’t ill."
Chen Tianjun’s eyes lit up, reaching out to touch the child’s small face.
"Life is truly marvelous, to think there’s such a form..."
Before she finished speaking, the surrounding world instantly shattered.
"Don’t be afraid, little one, let me see!"
Chen Tianjun’s murmuring voice vaguely echoed in the ears.
When a three-quarters-cooked fillet steak is cut open, fresh red protein seeps out.
Of course, calling it blood isn’t wrong either.
Li Mumu, chewing on a steak, suddenly froze.
Huh? Wait a minute!
Where am I now? Is this still back home?
Clearly not.
Looking at the clear blue sky and white clouds outside the window, bikini-clad ladies coming and going on the beach, a homeless man curled up like a prawn after an injection, and the air infused with the smell of second-hand leaf tobacco...
Bro, where was I just now?
[Anchoring... Anchoring failed!]
......
"Don’t call an ambulance!"
Ji Yan looked at the bleeding Chinese girl in front of him, then at the palm-sized glass Magic Artifact in his hand.
Then glanced at the unfamiliar buildings around, wondering what was going on?
Could this be... the future era?
Doesn’t look like home.
"Miss, you..."
Before he could finish, the young girl in front briefly repeated not to call an ambulance before fainting.
Miss, you’ve got gunshot wounds!
Alone in a foreign land, with an unknown girl laying in front of him, Ji Yan suddenly realized his awkward situation.
As a scholar from Yuelu Academy, he knew neither medical skills nor foreign language.
No, he knew a little bit of foreign language, nodding for yes, shaking for no, greeting with hello, that much he knew.
But it’s useless, where on earth have I been thrown?
Having just been promoted to Earth Immortal, Ji Yan considered himself rarely overmatched, yet he hadn’t noticed when he had been caught off guard.
So now what?
Ji Yan instinctively checked his pockets, finding only a few green bills, without the typical Elixirs he carried.
There was a scattered package on the ground, emitting a suspicious glow from the semi-transparent crystals, unsure of the composition, he did not dare to feed them.
If nothing else works... try that one move.
Ghost Car naturally has an innate Divine Skill, though he’s unsure if he could still use it now.
After a simple test, he found his mana intact, instantly easing his mind.
It’s better to face destiny head-on than passively suffer, anyway, he was already mentally prepared for this ordeal back in Penglai.
He casually sliced open a wound on his neck, drawing out a bit of fresh blood.
The blood swirled in his palm, coalescing into a blood-red elixir.
The Ghost Car, being a descendant of the Phoenix, inherent with true Phoenix blood, contains life-reviving force within its blood.
Ji Yan crouched down, fed the elixir to the girl’s mouth, using his mana to help her swallow it down, and remotely drew out the two bullets inside her.
Though he didn’t recognize a smartphone, bullets were familiar to him.
She was shot twice, yet none of the vital areas were hit, unsure if this young lady was lucky or had developed bullet Resistance while studying abroad.
Before long, the young lady regained consciousness, opened her eyes, sat up, and incredulously felt her injuries.
"Miss, I’d like to ask you something."
"Who are you calling Miss? You act like I’m dead, trying some memory loss hook on me?"
The girl’s temper was fiery; realizing she seemed okay, she immediately stuffed the unidentified crystal package into her pocket, bounced up, and showed a delighted expression.
"Gu Qing, Gu Qing, do you think I awakened superpowers?"
Damn those so-called superpowers.
Ji Yan coughed lightly and solemnly said: "Miss, you may have misunderstood, my name is Ji Yan, not Gu Qing..."
He wasted a while explaining his current situation to the girl, but she didn’t believe him.
What nonsense, only a fool would believe that.
"Did you overdose last night or your brain got fried reading a novel all night?"
Ji Yan had no choice but to perform some flashy little spells before her eyes, leaving the girl stunned.
"Have you mutated too?"
"What do you mean by mutated?"
"Never mind, let’s talk later, this place is too unsafe, who knows when those people might come back."
The girl grabbed Ji Yan’s hand and they were just about to run when she suddenly stopped: "Do you remember how to drive?"
Ji Yan turned bright red.
He knew what a car looked like and had been in one, but to drive one...
He finally realized he had focused only on studying the Sage texts and cultivating Dharma Gates, mastering few practical life skills.
An inexperienced transmigrator is practically a second-class cripple.
