Return to the Original Owner

"What a pity, your good luck has come to an end."

As the voice fell, a crystal core the size of a fist hovered in front of it.

The moment the crystal core appeared, all the light at the top of the tower dimmed.

The light was forcibly pulled toward that point, sinking into it.

"That's... a Void Beast's demon core, no lower than rank eight."

Su Yuehe was the quickest to react; her family kept a Void Beast, so she recognized it.

The Flapping Moth let out a burst of ecstatic laughter.

"Exactly! This is a rank ten demon core; with it, I shall ascend the throne! And you..."

Its gaze swept over the crowd, letting out a low chuckle of victory.

It raised the demon core high, the tentacles on its wings reaching straight for it.

They wrapped around the demon core, preparing to absorb the power that could easily annihilate a small nation.

However...

The expected scene did not occur.

The moment those tentacles touched the surface of the demon core, they were entirely repelled by a layer of silver light.

The demon core hovered quietly.

The energy hidden within it was vast and boundless, yet it was firmly locked by an invisible barrier, without the slightest leak.

"Hmm?"

The fanatical laughter from the Flapping Moth's cleft mouth ceased.

Unwilling to give up, it channeled its demonic power.

More tentacles transformed into black lightning, crashing into that layer of silver brilliance time and again, attempting to forcibly tear through the blockade.

But the result remained unchanged.

That demon core was indestructible; no matter how it pushed, it couldn't draw the slightest bit of power from it.

What was going on?

The top of the tower fell into a dead silence.

Just then, a soft chuckle, carrying a tone of watching a good show, drifted down from above everyone's heads.

That soft chuckle was exceptionally grating in this dead silence, drilling clearly into everyone's ears.

"Who?!"

Long Ao stiffened his neck, looking upward.

The crowd followed the sound.

At the edge of the shattered dome at the top of the tower, a figure had appeared at some unknown time.

He sat on a broken stone beam, his legs dangling in the air, his black clothes swaying gently in the night breeze.

A familiar face, it was Liu Feiyu.

He still wore that lazy smile of not caring about anything, tossing a peculiarly shaped coin in his hand.

The coin danced between his fingers.

Every flip brought up a silver light that actually echoed the brilliance on the demon core from afar.

The two green lights in the Flapping Moth's eye sockets suddenly lifted, nailing onto this uninvited guest.

"You're the one behind this!"

The teasing in its voice vanished entirely, leaving only uncontrollable fury.

Liu Feiyu's fingertips paused, pinching that coin.

He shook it at the Thousand-Faced Moth below, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening.

"Shh..."

He placed his index finger vertically against his lips, speaking unhurriedly.

That voice was overly clear in the silent top of the tower.

"Keep it down, friend."

He weighed the coin in his hand, the corners of his eyes curving: "Scaring me is no big deal."

His gaze shifted down, landing on that hovering Void demon core, the smile on his face impossible to hide.

"But if you scare it, that would be terrible."

The soaring demonic aura on the Thousand-Faced Moth seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, actually showing signs of dissipating.

Its pale green vertical pupils were like two nails, pinned on the black-clad figure on the dome.

"You!" Its arrogance was swallowed by shock and anger: "This demon core... did you tamper with it? Who are you!"

Above the dome, Liu Feiyu turned a deaf ear to that hysterical questioning, still tossing the coin in his hand.

The crisp sound of metal clashing, one after another, was exceptionally grating in this silent top of the tower.

His gaze didn't spare the demon king below a glance, entirely focused on that hovering Void demon core.

"Tamper?" He laughed: "Tsk, that word sounds really ugly."

He flicked his fingertip, the coin drawing a silver line in the air, then falling back into his palm.

"I call this... returning the item to its rightful owner."

"Bullshit!" The Thousand-Faced Moth's patience completely shattered, letting out a sharp screech: "I don't care who you are, die!"

Before the words had completely fallen, the fiercely expanding demonic aura around it had condensed into countless pitch-black tentacles.

Each one carried a fierce wind that tore through the air, pouncing madly toward that eyesore of a figure on the dome.

[Holy crap, Liu Feiyu? Why is he here?]

[Brother Ao's eyes are straight; why are you all using hacks and not bringing me along.]

[Speaking of which, when did Bro Liu secretly evolve; which episode did I miss.]

[An uncle leaked it; it seems to be related to Nandou.]

Long Ao was just about to help when he was stopped by An Changqing.

"Watch," An Changqing said cautiously. The current situation had already become somewhat strange; he wasn't even sure if Liu Feiyu was on their side.

Given the Liu family's current situation, Liu Feiyu leaving human society might be a good choice; as a young master, the money in his pocket would let him live comfortably anywhere.

He held down Long Ao, his gaze crossing over Liu Feiyu above, landing on the perpetually silent Chen Guan.

These two people.

Usually at school, one was as flamboyant as the midday sun, the other as silent as a bottomless abyss.

Both were the same, unfathomable.

Facing those demonic aura tentacles that blotted out the sky, the smile on Liu Feiyu's face didn't change a bit.

He even took the time to sigh, his tone full of helplessness.

"Sigh, I told you not to yell, why won't you listen to advice?"

He slowly flicked the coin in his hand.

Ding.

A tiny, crisp sound.

A water-blue translucent barrier spread out centered on him, like an inverted bowl.

Those pitch-black tentacles that could easily tear through steel crashed into the barrier.

Like a red-hot branding iron falling into the deep sea, without even a sizzle, they vanished into nothingness.

Liu Feiyu shook his head, that expression seeming to say there's really nothing to be done with you.

He was still the same as always, carrying his cheeky style to the end.

"You see, what if you scare it? This little thing is very precious."

He put away the coin, and that water-blue barrier dissipated along with it.

He placed that peculiarly shaped coin back on his fingertip, aiming it from afar at the Void demon core below, his thumb gently rubbing against the coin's surface.

"Disobedient children must be punished."

Buzz.

A low sound rang out, and the silver light on the hovering rank ten demon core surged.

The Thousand-Faced Moth let out a suppressed wail.

It felt as if its spirit was forcefully penetrated by an invisible stirring stick, following that faint connection between it and the demon core, tearing in reverse.

"You... what did you do to it..." The green light in its eyes flickered unsteadily, its voice filled with utter horror.

It had racked its brains, not hesitating to expose itself to get this demon core, and it turned out this thing had an owner? And it came with anti-theft countermeasures?

Liu Feiyu stood up from the broken stone beam.

He elegantly patted non-existent dust off his black clothes, looking down at it from a commanding height.

He took a step forward, his body just dropping from the dome over ten meters high, the black hem of his clothes fluttering in the night breeze.

The Thousand-Faced Moth just wanted to channel its demonic power to resist, but felt the surrounding air become as heavy as substance.

Pinning it firmly in place, every movement incredibly difficult.

Liu Feiyu landed lightly, untouched by a speck of dust.