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Since receiving this Temporary Mission, it has almost been a Saturday. Everyone is extremely exhausted, including me. The events of these past few days could fill a movie. Have you ever seen such a tumultuous Saturday?
On this Saturday, I rushed around, flirted with girls; I even got into a fight and ended up in the hospital; I saved a divine beast, summoned a White Dragon, fought a Zombie, and blew up a Ritual Platform. Life has been so busy.
"What’s going on?" I said, dragging my feet over to Lin Zhao. "If there’s nothing urgent, I might need to leave first; I have some matters waiting for me at the hospital."
Zombie Ba has already been dealt with, and right now, all I want is to lie down on a hospital bed again. And Xia Liyi Sister, please don’t feed me porridge through my nostrils this time; I’d prefer it in my ears!
What worries me the most is still classmate Zhang Fan. I have no idea why he suddenly went berserk, nor do I know if he’s been behaving during this time.
"Um..." Lin Zhao stammered awkwardly.
"If there’s something, just say it," I replied tiredly.
"We requested support from headquarters, and it has already been approved. The backup from headquarters will arrive soon," Lin Zhao said as if he had made a significant decision.
"I thought it was something serious? That’s good news; tell them to come and clean up," I pointed at the half-destroyed Zombie Ba not far away. "Just deal with that thing. Also, about those Archaeologist teams, whether through coercion or brainwashing, I don’t care; we must not let them leak any information."
Lin Zhao had a strange expression, and I shot him a disdainful glance.
"What’s wrong? Aren’t you a soldier? Afraid of seeing blood? It’s just like seeing a ghost," my throat was dry, and I swallowed hard. "And if we’re going to threaten these people, just give me the money. Although I may not be eloquent, I get things done."
I boasted to myself. Haha, having just shown off my prowess, I quickly indulged in the moment; opportunities like this are rare.
"Is that so?" A voice that could freeze boiling water came from behind me.
I involuntarily shivered. No way...
"Sister Jin." My face fell as I turned around to face the woman standing behind me.
"I wouldn’t dare let you call me sister," Jin shot me a 'gentle' glance as if she were continuing to listen in.
I was suddenly intimidated. The first time I saw Jin, I vividly remember that if someone were willing to lend me a bit of courage, I would have to return it quickly. It wasn't that I was afraid of being hit by Jin; I was afraid of being seen by her.
"With Sister Jin there, do I still need a nameless nobody like me? Sister Jin, if you have any orders, just let me know!" I said, patting my chest.
Intimidated? You think I'm intimidated? No, I'm just being sensible!
"This time you're lucky; even Zombie Ba can be subdued," Jin said coldly. This was the most she had spoken to me so far.
"Is there any reward for this?" I seized the opportunity and immediately took credit: "This Zombie Ba is not simple. If I had been even a moment slower, whether you would have made it in time would have been questionable."
"That's not my concern; you can ask Xing Qi about that," Jin replied with a blank expression.
Xing Qi is the name Uncle Xing uses in the human world.
"Alright then." I shrank back; Uncle Xing is stingier than a miser. Getting him to part with anything? It would be easier to make Pixiu eat less.
"Sister Jin, what should we do with the remaining bits?" I pointed at the half-body of Zombie Ba. "It can't stand up anymore, but it's still alive. If we don't deal with it, it will definitely cause trouble later."
"I'll take care of this. Yin Zheng'an, didn't Lin Zhao report that you were already in the hospital?"
"Uh, I ran out. If there's nothing else, it's better for me to head back," I finally found a reason to escape.
"Get lost slowly!" Jin waved her hand. "And over there, Lin Zhao, clean up and you can all go back. Lin Zhao, write up the report on the way and hand it over to Xing Qi. As for the rest, I'll handle it."
"Understood," Lin Zhao replied.
With that command from our icy superior, Lin Zhao and I had no choice but to retreat quickly.
The head of the Execution Office is none other than Jin herself, and listening to her means she is also a very high-ranking Executor. Whether that's true or not remains uncertain.
In an instant, after a fierce battle, only a half-body Zombie Ba and a slender Sister remained around the Ritual Platform.
The Sister looked up and down at the Zombie Ba, seemingly recalling something, then shook her head and stepped closer to the Zombie Ba, placing a delicate hand on its body.
"Drink!" the Sister exclaimed, and the hand resting on the Zombie Ba began to slowly turn red. As it made contact with the Zombie Ba's skin, a wave of foul-smelling green smoke began to rise. After turning red, the Sister's hand quickly transformed into gold, and from that hand's center, the half-body of the Zombie Ba also started to turn golden.
Within the gold seemed to be an extremely terrifying high temperature. Although the Zombie Ba was created from a Zombie, exposure to high temperatures would only cause it to become more condensed. However, just like metal being forged at high temperatures, while heat and hammering can make metal harder and more resilient, if the temperature exceeds the melting point, the metal will melt.
Now, the Zombie Ba resembled a piece of metal rapidly heated beyond its melting point, already beginning to show signs of melting. At that moment, however, the Sister suddenly withdrew her hand from the Zombie Ba. As her hand left, the once golden Zombie Ba dimmed in an instant and turned into a solid black charred mass. It was terrifying!
The charred mass cracked into irregular chunks when blown by the wind. Looking back at where the Sister had been, she had vanished without a trace.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" I gasped for breath as I ran back to the Ritual Platform. Damn it, I forgot something very important; my Flying Sword was still out there. If my Flying Sword got damaged, it would be relatively easy to request a few more from Uncle Xing. But since I lost it, getting replacements would be difficult.
What is wrong with me? Why am I so afraid of losing it? I mocked myself for forgetting such an important matter; I truly am hopeless! Fortunately, I remembered to take away the Pixiu, which is now resting in my Daoist Robe's sleeve.
"Damn it!!!!"
Upon returning to the Ritual Platform, I couldn't help but curse. What on earth happened? The once wall-like presence of the Zombie Ba was gone, replaced by chunks of black charcoal about the size of dog heads.
What exactly happened here? I almost dropped my jaw in disbelief; I had only been gone for a short while! The gold was nowhere to be found, and I had no idea what major event I had missed.
I tapped one of the charcoal pieces with my toe; it wobbled slightly before cracking and breaking into even smaller pieces, now only fist-sized. It seemed that just stepping on these charcoal chunks would reduce them to powder.
What is this nonsense? Is this some kind of black fertilizer?
I quickly located my Flying Sword. Thankfully, it was still intact and hadn't suffered much damage.
Just as I picked up my Flying Sword and turned to leave, one by one, points of the Dry Earth Formation suddenly lit up. A force of Taoist Arts condensed around me, trapping me within the formation.
The Earth Spirit Formation is quite a famous array. Once activated, it can absorb Earth Spirit Energy to generate mana and maintain the formation. This is why Zombie Ba and Pixiu have been trapped until now. Moreover, Zombie Ba has had its strength significantly weakened; otherwise, with my current abilities and a weak Pixiu, how could I possibly subdue it? But now that there is no Zombie Ba to suppress, what is the sudden activation of the Earth Spirit Formation for?
"Cancel the formation," Pixiu said weakly. "This formation has lost its significance here, and since you reactivated it, only you can take it away."
Me? Take the Earth Spirit Formation away? How would I do that? Am I supposed to dig up the entire piece of land?
"Idiot," Pixiu remarked when I didn't respond. "Go to the formation's core."
The core? The core of the Earth Spirit Formation should be that stone platform where I am standing, right? However, the platform was blown up long ago, and Zombie Ba emerged from there, so the originally small hole has now turned into a bottomless pit.
I began walking toward the bottomless pit. With each step I took, the Earth Spirit Formation brightened in response to my movements. When I stood next to the bottomless pit, the Dry Earth Formation suddenly began to converge around me as if I were its center. Points of light climbed onto my Daoist robe like stars. Before long, the entire Earth Spirit Formation adhered to my Azure Robe, with each point flickering with a faint glow. Then, as if on cue, all twenty-two points (ten for the dry earth and twelve for the earthly branches) dimmed simultaneously.
Wow, it can work like this? If that's the case, I can use the Earth Spirit Formation anytime! Wouldn't that mean I could walk around freely? Anyone who dares to defy me would be suppressed by a Dry Earth Formation! Wouldn't that mean I could do whatever I want? Hahaha! It seems like Hu Hanzan is back!
"Don't get too carried away," Pixiu said, noticing my smug expression. "The reason you could easily set up the Earth Spirit Formation before was because of that Ebony Hairpin and the previously established formation as a foundation. If you rely solely on your own mana, being able to light up a few stars would be impressive."
"What do you mean?"
"You can try activating it."
Not seeing the coffin won't make me shed tears; I really did try to inject mana into the stars. To my surprise, when I poured half of my mana into the closest 'Mao' star, it only lit up slightly!
Seriously? Is it really going to be this difficult?
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