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Baiyi’s spiritual power invades Luoning’s soul.

"Umm~"

A soft groan sounded, and Luoning opened her eyes slowly, somewhat groggily: "Brother..."

The soft voice emerged, dissolving the intensely tense and thrilling battle atmosphere from just moments ago, though brief.

"Watch your step, stand firm."

Baiyi’s voice was somewhat gentle, gradually bringing Luoning’s thoughts back.

"Oh... okay."

Luoning said softly, suddenly thinking of something, slightly nervous: "Is brother okay?"

"I’m fine, but we’ll be returning a bit later."

Baiyi reached out and patted her head, "It’ll take about a month."

A large amount of solid ice is still in his demon realm, and materials of that level must be well-guarded.

Otherwise, the demon realm would be influenced by the intense ice rules.

"It’s okay." Luoning let out a long sigh, a beautiful curve appearing on her lips: "Did I help brother this time?"

"You did."

"That’s good..."

....

The even more desolate north.

A youth, pale and weak all over, appeared holding a dying caped cat.

He took a long breath and sat heavily on the ground.

"I almost died... how could there be explosives of this level, this should be a forbidden level thing, right? He always manages to surprise me by ignoring levels."

A low murmur sounded, but there was no familiar cat sound responding this time.

He sat on the grass and placed the cat on his lap.

Looking somewhat confused at the sky.

"Do you think... our goal will be realized?"

"If I could be as lucky as him, maybe I wouldn’t be in such a sorry state now?"

Rain clouds naturally gathered in the sky, blocking the light of stars and the moon.

The air began to turn humid, and one could imagine that a heavy rain would soon be approaching here.

The tree leaves, slightly yellow, floated and dispersed.

No one answered Pu Sheng’s words, but of course, he didn’t need an answer.

His eyes were filled with complexity, clearly already an extremely powerful Abyss Lord.

But at this moment, what replayed in his mind was a child struggling to survive in a place full of deception and betrayal.

Childhood, whether fortunate or unfortunate, seems particularly nostalgic.

People always think if they could go back, if they could change something.

But that is always a fantasy.

Drip, drip...

Raindrops fell one after another, landing on Pu Sheng.

This subtle sensation seemed to awaken him; the nostalgia in his eyes began to fade.

Purrr~

The raindrops seemed to make the faint cat particularly uncomfortable; it shrank into Pu Sheng’s arms, making a purring sound, as if in displeasure, yet also like content.

Pu Sheng’s eyes grew increasingly bewildered.

He did not use power, just used his somewhat tattered clothing to shield the cat from the rain.

Rumble...

The thunder in the sky roared, urging beings that hadn’t found shelter to quickly hide under something tall.

Pu Sheng was in a daze for quite a while.

When the rain became so heavy that he couldn’t see five meters ahead.

He chuckled lightly.

"Ha, never mind, there’s no need to envy others’ lives."

"The path is right beneath my feet; wherever I want to go, I shall go."

Pu Sheng stood up, the confusion in his eyes quickly disappearing.

He asked teasingly: "I’ve learned that people of order always give their children or pets nice names; what do you want to be called?"

Purrr...

In the downpour, the non-wet cat’s sound was drowned by the rain.

But Pu Sheng didn’t actually expect a reply.

He kept murmuring to himself: "Perhaps we will be together for a lifetime, there must be a name eventually..."

"If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as consent."

"My name is Pu Sheng... what should yours be then? Naming is so hard, many people don’t have names... just..."

"Just call you Xiao Jiu, sounds familiar and it’s also the limit of numbers, if my name becomes your surname then it would be: Nine·Pusen."

"Nine·Pusen, saving Pusen, rescuing Pusen... very good, it’s happily decided then!"