"Damn brat!"
Butcher glared coldly at An Yi.
This kid was seriously cunning!
In a direct fight, he would only run away.
Now, when Butcher tried to deal with Lin Chen and the others, this brat used all sorts of bizarre tricks to keep him engaged.
Lin Chen picked up the dagger An Yi had dropped, studied the red, yellow, and blue wires for a long moment, then said grimly, "These wires are rigged—you can't cut them."
Butcher grinned. "If you'd acted just now, we'd all be in hell already."
An Yi's expression turned icy.
Time was running out—the countdown on the timer was rapidly decreasing, inching closer to detonation.
"Let's take him together!"
An Yi clenched his fist, gathering energy before launching a punch at Butcher.
Butcher was ready. With a flick of his short blade, the energy dispersed harmlessly.
Lin Chen's attack followed immediately, his fists whistling through the air.
"Pathetic tricks!"
Butcher swept a leg out, knocking Lin Chen down before pinning him with a knee to the chest. His blade flashed, driving straight for Lin Chen's heart.
Lin Chen struggled, but the difference in strength was insurmountable.
"Stop!"
Qin Yao's voice rang out.
At the same time, An Yi darted forward like the wind, tackling Butcher and interrupting his attack.
An Yi rolled and sprang back up.
Butcher was sent flying but unharmed—not even slightly threatened.
With a quick flip, Butcher regained his footing, gripping his blade with a sinister smirk. "If this is all you've got, then you can die here."
"Not necessarily."
An Yi raised his hand slowly, revealing a remote control in his palm.
Butcher immediately checked his pocket—empty.
This kid had actually swiped the remote in that split-second moment of contact.
"Impressive speed, kid." Butcher frowned slightly.
The window had been impossibly brief, yet An Yi had managed to pickpocket the bomb's remote right under his nose.
That kind of hand speed was terrifying.
Just how many hours of practice had it taken to refine that skill?
"Thanks for the compliment."
An Yi smirked.
He'd taken a gamble.
Butcher was hyper-vigilant—normally, An Yi couldn't even get within three steps of him, let alone use his "Cloud Hand" technique to snatch the remote.
But Lin Chen's close combat had created an opening, giving An Yi the perfect chance to strike.
Now that he had the remote, he could deactivate the bomb.
Then, all they had to do was escape with Qin Yao. Surely they could break out of this damned factory.
The authorities had already been alerted. With Yan Zhi and her team closing in, Butcher wouldn't stand a chance.
"Old Lin, keep him busy," An Yi said.
"Got it."
Lin Chen's expression hardened.
A surge of energy erupted from his body, radiating intense heat. The air around him shimmered with waves of scorching energy.
Butcher's eyes gleamed with interest. "So you've been holding back until now."
But when An Yi examined the remote, his heart sank.
There was only one button—"Accelerate."
No detonation. No deactivation.
"Son of a bitch! This remote is useless!"
Furious, An Yi hurled it to the ground, his gaze turning frigid.
Butcher chuckled. "I never said it worked. If you want to disarm the bomb, figure it out yourselves."
Only "Red Venom" could defuse this custom-made explosive.
For anyone else, it was impossible.
Lin Chen, his body blazing with heat, locked eyes with Butcher. "I'll hold him off. You find a way."
Damn it, how the hell am I supposed to do that?
An Yi cursed inwardly.
He'd only just arrived in this world—he didn't even know what a bomb was until today.
Qin Yao's tears spilled over as she whispered, "An Yi, Lin Chen... just run. Leave me. Go!"
"Shh, I'll figure something out. We still have time."
An Yi forced a smile, trying to reassure her—until he glanced at the timer again.
His blood ran cold.
The display showed one hour left.
But divided by twelve... that meant five minutes.
Shit!
Panic surged through him.
The bomb's blast radius was massive. If they abandoned Qin Yao now, they could still escape.
But leaving her behind...
Meeting Qin Yao's determined gaze, An Yi took a slow breath, his lips curving into a faint smile as he gently ruffled her hair.
"Don't be afraid."
His voice was steady, though a slight tremor betrayed him.
Qin Yao stared at him—his usual carefree face now softened with rare tenderness.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
"Just go! Why won't you listen? Run!"
Her voice trembled, her body shaking with sobs.
"Trust me. Trust Lin Chen."
An Yi focused, his mind racing.
There had to be a way. There always was.
Lin Chen had protagonist armor—he wouldn't die.
And Qin Yao, with her 96-point destiny value, was too important to die so soon.
But where was the solution?
At that moment, Lin Chen's shirt tore apart.
His muscles, perfectly sculpted, radiated raw power—the kind that would make any girl swoon.
But his upper body steamed like white-hot metal, heat waves rolling off him.
"Seven Kill Fist!"
Butcher's eyes widened in surprise.
This kid actually knew forbidden techniques?
"RAAAGH!"
Lin Chen roared like a beast, his punch crashing toward Butcher with terrifying force.
"Interesting!"
Butcher's bloodlust flared. He discarded his blade and met the strike head-on.
Fist met fist.
A shockwave erupted.
Boom!
Both men staggered back.
"Seven Kill Fist... not something to take lightly."
Butcher retreated, retrieving his short blade.
That punch had been monstrous—his arm still trembled from the impact.
"But in this state, do you even have the awareness to fight me?"
Butcher sneered.
Lin Chen couldn't control the overwhelming power of Seven Kill Fist.
Relying on brute strength alone?
Wishful thinking.
His blade flashed.
A spray of blood burst from Lin Chen's shoulder.
"Missed the vitals?"
Butcher frowned.
That strike should have been fatal.
Yet at the last moment, Lin Chen's animalistic instincts had twisted his body just enough to evade death.
Butcher twirled his blade, grinning. "Fascinating."
Three minutes left.
With the bomb ticking relentlessly, An Yi's mind raced.
He had the Rogue System.
Cloud Hand. Combat Mastery. Dagger Proficiency. Medical Skills. Nine Yang Needles. Flash Fist...
His thoughts spun wildly until they landed on one skill—Lockpicking.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
