Fortunately, she had arrived in front of the male lead just in time—otherwise, if this guy had fallen into Teddy’s hands, who knew how troublesome things would’ve gotten!
“Actually, I’m your sister. I’m here to take you home.” A hypocritical smile suddenly spread across Le Xiaowei’s face.
For some reason, Si found this scheming side of Le Xiaowei particularly endearing.
“But… your little tricks won’t fool a young girl~” Si couldn’t help but feel both exasperated and amused.
This zombie had psychic abilities, so it wasn’t easy to deceive. Even when Xiao Linfeng had tried controlling one before, he’d nearly exhausted himself in the process.
Sure enough, the girl let out a disdainful snort.
“Enough nonsense. All I want is your energy core.” As she spoke, the girl greedily licked her pale pink lips.
She had already devoured every zombie in this area. Now that such a powerful one had finally appeared, she wasn’t about to let it go.
Just as Le Xiaowei was about to respond, she spotted a familiar figure approaching with a blade in hand. Behind him was none other than Xie Gantang, who clearly had nothing better to do.
Xie Gantang had grown too restless after staying home for just an hour, so he roused Le Xu. Unexpectedly, Yuan Qiaoqiao had also woken up—she seemed utterly unable to rest easy without Le Xiaowei and insisted on tagging along.
Xie Gantang sighed helplessly, but there was nothing he could do.
He was out here to find his wife—what was he supposed to do with a girl in tow? If Liu’er saw this, she’d definitely misunderstand.
“Oh? Are you delivering snacks too? Thank you so much, big sister.” The girl’s voice was sweetly innocent, but her cruel expression made Le Xiaowei unable to resist kicking her.
A full-on brawl erupted between Le Xiaowei and the reckless little brat. Xie Gantang watched the scene with unease—he knew he was no match for this zombie. While it was true he could traverse worlds, his powers were heavily restricted in each one, limited only to the capabilities of the body he inhabited.
“Qiaoqiao, maybe you should leave first.” Xie Gantang tugged at the stubborn girl’s sleeve.
Yuan Qiaoqiao’s eyes were rimmed red.
Le Xiaowei might have been skilled in qinggong, but she was still at a disadvantage against the girl’s teleportation. Combined with the girl’s suicidal fighting style, Le Xiaowei was learning firsthand just how hard it was to deal with a rabid dog.
Who in their right mind would bite someone’s arm like that?
“Could you at least fight like a human?” Le Xiaowei kicked at the girl, only to find her bones unnaturally tough. Worse, the girl shielded her head with terrifying precision, driving Le Xiaowei to the brink of frustration.
“Hand it over, or I’ll kill you.” True to Le Xiaowei’s words, the girl launched a relentless barrage of punches, yanking at her hair without a shred of fear.
Xie Gantang tried again to persuade Yuan Qiaoqiao to leave. He couldn’t bear to watch any longer—if she weren’t here, he could at least attempt to help Liu’er by leaving his body.
But with Yuan Qiaoqiao present, being seen would violate the rules, and he’d lose his chance to ever enter another world to collect Liu’er’s soul fragments.
What’s more, the two were fighting too close together—if he summoned lightning now, Le Xiaowei would get caught in the crossfire.
Just as Xie Gantang was about to lose his mind, he noticed Yuan Qiaoqiao clenching her fists, her head bowed.
“Qiaoqiao?” He tugged at her again, confusion written all over his face.
This was no time to space out!
The cold night wind scattered Yuan Qiaoqiao’s delicate bangs as she lifted her head. Her eyes were bloodshot, startling Xie Gantang.
“What—since when did you get pink eye?”
Damn it, where was he supposed to find a doctor for her at a time like this?
“She’s hurting my sister, isn’t she?” Her voice was as light as the wind, vanishing the moment she spoke.
“No, calm down. They’re just roughhousing. Look, Xiaowei isn’t even losing. You go ahead—I’ll save her.” Xie Gantang tried to shove her toward the car.
“What good are you?”
That remark cut deep. What did she mean, ‘what good are you’? Were his millennia of cultivation all for nothing?
If not for those damned rules, he wouldn’t be so powerless right now!
Before Xie Gantang could retort, his gaze snapped toward the rooftop—where the little girl had now wrapped her arms around Le Xiaowei’s head. His soul nearly left his body.
Meanwhile, Le Xiaowei was gathering every last ounce of strength for one final strike—enough to end this rabid dog’s life.
But before she could act, a blinding golden light descended from the sky, nearly searing her retinas.
What the hell?
All Le Xiaowei heard were four words:
“Divine Domain: Stasis.”
In an instant, the world fell silent. The once-bustling city was now eerily still—not even a whisper of wind remained. The zombies’ growls had vanished entirely.
Yet, she could still move.
Her eyes widened as the divine golden light twisted into a thick, inky darkness.
In the distance, the seemingly frail Yuan Qiaoqiao now held a shadowy bow in her hands.
Xie Gantang, meanwhile, had collapsed onto the ground.
He was stunned—no, as a god, he was utterly dumbfounded.
Now he finally understood who Liu’er really was. That blinding golden radiance? Only the ancient deities from millennia ago could summon something like that.
But… sister…
Xie Gantang wanted to cry. Was a mere high-level zombie really worth unleashing such divine power?
A flick of her finger could’ve shattered this entire world.
A black-feathered arrow shot straight through the skull of the little zombie girl behind Le Xiaowei.
Helpless, Le Xiaowei watched as the translucent energy core—once within her grasp—disintegrated into dust under the arrow’s assault.
Nice shot. But please, never do that again.
Then, before Le Xiaowei could react, Yuan Qiaoqiao inhaled a swirling mass of black mist—swallowing it whole.
The bow in her hand vanished.
Overwhelmed, Le Xiaowei rolled her eyes back, ready to feign unconsciousness. But before she could collapse, Yuan Qiaoqiao stepped effortlessly through the air and caught her in her arms.
She stood firm midair, as though the empty space beneath her were solid ground.
“Sister.” Her dark eyes gleamed with a faint light.
Le Xiaowei glanced down and immediately squeezed her eyes shut.
“Put me down. I’m scared of heights.”
This was the first time in her life she’d ever felt acrophobia—all thanks to sheer terror. The moment Yuan Qiaoqiao had ‘awakened,’ Le Xiaowei had glimpsed something chillingly familiar in her demeanor, reminiscent of her master and Ning Moqing.
How bizarre.
Their appearances and auras were nothing alike, yet in that instant, she had recognized it.
But Yuan Qiaoqiao seemed even more unhinged than that rabid zombie.
Farewell, my precious psychic energy core.
“Alright. Whatever you say, sister.” Yuan Qiaoqiao sounded delighted.
Meanwhile, Xie Gantang—who had barely managed to stand—stared at her with a complicated expression.
If this was Liu’er… then the person in her arms…
Yep, that had to be Gu Wei. Even if the whole scenario felt like some kind of twisted joke.
For some reason, Xie Gantang suddenly felt like maybe he didn’t need to keep searching for Liu’er anymore.
It was as if he didn’t even know her now.
Like watching his idol’s pedestal crumble to dust.
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