Chapter Five Hundred Sixty: The Breach
In a sealed room without any ventilation, various scattered Chinese herbs lay around, and in the center stood a Herbal Bath Barrel, though the temperature inside seemed to have cooled down. The air was filled with a herbal fragrance.
Aside from that, four figures stood facing each other in a strange manner. Two of them were identical in appearance but had completely opposite auras—stunning Geminis.
One was an exquisitely beautiful Sword-Wielding Priestess, exuding an ethereal presence.
The last one was an Exhibitionist, barely covering their lower body with a towel, their entire form clean and exposed.
This bizarre combination seemed to create an odd balance in the room. On the ground lay a sword mark about one to two meters long, freshly cut, yet the sword-wielding Feng Lin did not make any further attacks. Although her expression was blank, there was a palpable heaviness emanating from her.
In the Ecological Park, Feng Lin had been outmaneuvered by Dream Butterfly and lost her combat ability, being carried by Yang Xiaoyou. Conversely, she had also become Yang Xiaoyou's weakness at that moment, making it difficult for her to act recklessly against Dream Butterfly.
Now, due to Yang Xiaoyou's injuries and the effects of two consecutive powerful drugs, along with another minor incident afterward, she was exhausted and her combat effectiveness had sharply declined.
The only small consolation was that through the collision in the mental space, that sharp and condensed fusion not only integrated Dragon Qi into her soul but also brought along an unparalleled spirit of resilience from her past life.
Her mental state had reached a qualitative transformation!
Perhaps there was still a gap compared to someone who specialized in this area, but she could at least assist Feng Lin. For now, she wouldn’t be at risk of being defeated. Although there was a vague sense of regret for the interruption.
“Priestess, don’t you know that interrupting someone else's good fortune is quite impolite?” The most irritable among them was undoubtedly Dream Butterfly, who was gritting her teeth and glaring with fiery eyes.
Regardless of this life or the previous one, they had truly engaged in a prolonged battle. It was rare for them to be on the verge of reaping their rewards when this fellow barged in unexpectedly.
Moreover, she hadn’t anticipated that the fellow who came with her would be so open-minded as to directly abandon this feud.
However, it was true that he was unlike anyone else; with his perfectly evolved abilities, there was no way to replicate his current methods.
Even a soulless shell could not emerge.
Standing casually in the center, Feng Lin's Miko Outfit began to flutter in the sealed space, creating an ethereal beauty that made her figure appear almost unreal, as if she were a painting.
Upon hearing Dream Butterfly's complaints, she expressionlessly drew a sword flower to one side, her voice devoid of any emotion as she stated, "I will protect my husband's honor."
The seriousness of her words, lacking any emotional undertone, carried a sense of inevitability when they came from Feng Lin's lips.
Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her mouth; these two fellows were truly something.
Sensing the aura gradually emanating from Feng Lin, the sword intent that could sever cycles seemed to influence the very fabric of reality around her.
Dream Butterfly gritted her teeth in frustration.
"Very well, it seems this time I have indeed been thrown off course. I have failed. However..."
"What is mine will always be mine; you will never escape my grasp. Hmph! Now let’s see if you have the ability to recover before I succeed! Let’s see if you can stop me in the end."
"I don’t understand why you would waste your energy on a bunch of inferior beings. Have you really forgotten the experiences in the lab?"
The furious expression on Dream Butterfly's face only lasted for a moment before she quickly returned to her usual charming demeanor. Yet, in her final words, the disdain for ordinary humans sent a chill down one's spine.
"It is precisely because I possess such memories that I can understand the feelings of ordinary people. Before gaining my memories, I was one of them as well. Hmph! Now you should think about how to leave safely. With my interference, it seems Lin will give you an unforgettable mark."
Having long made her decision, Yang Xiaoyou, now empowered by the will of her inner self, would never be swayed by a few words from Dream Butterfly. Initially, she had lost her composure, but after a moment of pleasure, she immediately turned her back, her words carrying a serious tone laced with a hint of coldness.
There was indeed an air of BSS-level authority about her!
Of course, that was assuming she wasn't in her current fruit-like form.
"Ha! A magical artifact? Don't forget, you learned all the relevant knowledge from me. Even with another version of yourself backing you up, you might still not surpass me in this Aspects. I'll leave this to you; take good care of her and make sure she doesn't get upset. Until we meet again."
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's threatening words, Dream Butterfly remained unfazed. With a snap of her fingers, four floating jade pendants scattered around her quickly converged and began to rotate slowly, as if protecting her within their midst.
Then, just as Feng Lin's aura peaked and coalesced into a sword intent powerful enough to break through barriers and launch an attack, the four magical artifacts surrounding Dream Butterfly shattered into nothingness.
In an instant, she transformed into a pink figure and vanished through the opening above.
She was completely unaffected by Feng Lin's pressure; as she retreated, it left Feng Lin with an uncomfortable feeling as if she had struck at empty air—almost as if it were a calculated final act of revenge.
Once the Yandere Sister departed, the original Authentic Simpleton was left behind, showing no intention of leaving either.
She simply squatted nearby, gazing curiously at the smooth-skinned Yang Xiaoyou with wide eyes.
Despite remaining calm in front of the more formidable Dream Butterfly, under this pure gaze, Yang Xiaoyou felt an inexplicable sense of defeat.
Moreover, having unexpectedly picked up this discarded Fool truly gave Yang Xiaoyou a headache. Figuring out how to deal with her was indeed a problem; she hadn't anticipated ending up with such a dilemma.
At the same time, he had to consider how to explain to Chen Wuyou, Big Sister, how this Fool ended up here.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou was deep in thought and preparing to put on his clothes, several pairs of footsteps suddenly approached quickly from outside.
One of them was a familiar Huang Ling, so Yang Xiaoyou didn’t feel much Vigilance.
However, at that moment, he overlooked one issue: before Dream Butterfly broke through, the four jade pendants that had sealed the area were already withdrawn, and there was a large hole in the rooftop.
"Bang!"
As the door was pushed open quickly, Huang Ling's urgent voice could be heard from outside.
"Police Uncle, it's right here!"
Then a middle-aged man resembling a District Police Officer walked in. Upon seeing the chaotic scene before him, with two stunningly beautiful girls and a half-naked pervert, he was momentarily speechless.
This week seemed to involve working seven days straight... but why did it feel exhausting right from the start? How should one live like this?
Chapter Five Hundred Sixty: Couldn’t Hold On
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