Urban Shen Lang (Complete) - Chapter 39

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Chapter 310 The Vegetable Money Army
The Vegetable Money Army = Demolition Army. This society needs harmony, hmm, is that shameless enough?
Thanks for all the vegetable money you guys have given me for a few months. Today, I'm giving you all a group of extras—my Vegetable Money Army—to express my gratitude. They say a beating hurts, a scolding is a sign of love, so just wait to get a beating! —————————————————————————————— "Old Li, don't rush, let me go check the situation first."
Shen Lang didn't want Li Yiyang to act rashly. Although Li Yiyang's skills weren't low, his underlings were several levels below him. If there were any experts in the Vegetable Money Army, or even if there weren't, what if they had some "weapons of mass destruction," like guns… then things would be serious.
The Caiqian Squad's fighting power is even stronger than the "Orange Pipe Squad" (mentioned earlier, a high-level variant of the Centipede Ape, one of the four divine beasts of Internet Mountain), second only to Uncle Laden's super suicide squad that crashes into buildings. If Li Yiyang's gang were to face them head-on, they would have absolutely no chance of winning. "Well... okay, but you have to hurry. The Caiqian Squad has already gotten out of the cars. They have more than a dozen cars, and it looks like there are fifty or sixty of them. We are currently at the intersection of Willow Street and Elm Street... Damn, the dogs around here are barking really loudly. It seems like those guys are very murderous."
Hearing Shen Lang say that they couldn't act immediately, Li Yiyang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he still listened to Shen Lang's words. The other side was full of murderous intent, so it was better to avoid a direct confrontation. If you want to launch a sneak attack, you have to be prepared to launch a sneak attack; if you want to ambush someone, you have to be patient.
Shen Lang also heard the incessant barking of dogs on the other end of the phone and cursed under his breath, "Damn, this team is pretty big. They're dragging their dogs along. They're probably here to force us to sign a contract. If they were just raiding our property, they wouldn't be coming in cars; they'd be bringing bulldozers and excavators. You guys wait for me, I'll meet you in five minutes."
As soon as he hung up, Ning Meng, who had mostly calmed down, bombarded him with questions: "Hey, you bad guy, what's going on? Is it some kind of gang fight? You're doing gang work on the side? That's really impressive." Ning
Meng's eyes couldn't hide her excitement and eagerness, and her so-called "side job" puzzled Shen Lang.
"I don't have time to explain. I need to go out for a bit. If you'd like to wait, I can wait here. If you want to leave, that's fine too. I might be very busy tonight, so our wedding night plans will have to be postponed."
Ning Meng blushed at Shen Lang's words, inwardly cursing, "What 'wedding night plans'? That's really awful!" However, she didn't intend to wait or leave. Instead, she said, "I want to go with you!"
Ning Meng asked excitedly, her heart pounding. She had been cultivating with her mother for so long, but the world seemed too peaceful, and she had never had a chance to test her skills. She had encountered a few petty thugs in her life, but they weren't very challenging. Now, a great opportunity was presented to her, a chance to truly experience the thrill of swordsmanship. How could she let it pass by?
"Tonight's operation is very dangerous..."
Shen Lang stopped mid-sentence, swallowing the rest of his words. He suddenly remembered that this girl was no ordinary girl; even three Li Yiyangs combined probably couldn't beat her. So he agreed, "Alright then, come with me. I'll explain everything on the way. But once we get there, you must follow orders completely. No disorganization or discipline allowed, or I'll execute you on the spot."
Ning Meng didn't take Shen Lang's words to heart, and said in an extremely seductive tone, "Execute me on the spot? So you're a bad person ." "You like having sex in the wild? Fine, as long as you're not afraid of being watched, I'll be happy to cooperate."
Shen Lang was a little dizzy listening to this, and quickly said, "Grandma, I give up, hurry up and get dressed!"
Ning Meng rolled her eyes at Shen Lang and said coquettishly, "It's all your fault! You've thrown all my clothes away, hurry up and help me find them!"
Shen Lang shrugged helplessly, and with a wave of his hand, a powerful force emanated from his palm, sucking Ning Meng's tops, bottoms, and bras, which were hiding in some unknown corner, into his palm. Shen Lang examined Ning Meng's clothes, touching the light and thin fabric, especially her skirt. He frowned and said, "If there's fighting later, wearing a skirt will be very inconvenient. You're my woman, you can't be exposed, or I'll suffer. Be good, change into some pants, okay?"
Ning Meng was delighted, her face lighting up with a smile. Her eyes sparkled, her beauty breathtaking. She thought to herself, "This bastard finally admitted I'm his woman! All the heartache I've suffered for him is worth it!"
Shen Lang quickly went to Tian Qingya's room and found a pair of women's pants, which he gave to Ning Meng to change into. They fit her fairly well; the two women's figures were probably similar. / Before setting off, Shen Lang, following the instructions in the appendix of the Bone Refining Technique, set up a restriction around the courtyard. Although it consumed one-tenth of Shen Lang's energy, it was a very useful technique. Anyone who wasn't more skilled than him would be helpless and unable to enter.
Better safe than sorry. If someone broke into the courtyard, it could be detrimental to Tian Qingya. With the protective barrier in place, Shen Lang felt much more at ease. If it was someone more skilled than him, his presence wouldn't help. However, a master of that level wouldn't be so heartless as to harm a pregnant woman, would they?
After doing this, Shen Lang pulled Ning Meng into his arms and ran towards Li Yiyang and the others.
It was nearly 10 PM, and the area lacked streetlights and shops were mostly open late at night, so the streets and alleys were pitch black and almost deserted. Shen Lang didn't need to conceal himself; he sprinted like a phantom in the night, disappearing in an instant, covering dozens of meters in a single second. The wind whistled past her ears, and shadowy buildings streaked backward, making Ning Meng feel as if that night sleeping in the high-rise building had returned. That night, she too had nestled in Shen Lang's arms, letting him carry her as he soared up the building. He was like her Spider-Man, and her Spider-Man was clearly a level above the Spider-Man in the movies—Shen Lang could fly without a web!
In less than a minute, Shen Lang, arm in arm with the beautiful Ning Meng, had turned several corners and arrived at the intersection of Willow Street and Elm Street, quickly spotting Li Yiyang and his group hiding in the shadows.
Shen Lang and Ning Meng's arrival together surprised Li Yiyang, yet he also felt a sense of relief. He guessed that the unrestrained woman who had been yelling into her phone earlier was this…beautiful woman, wasn't she?
***, she's really beautiful, several levels above my wife. But thankfully, my wife is so gentle and virtuous, unlike this woman who's so unrestrained and fiery. I, Old Li, still prefer demure, delicate beauties. I can't handle this kind of fierce woman; I guess only a pervert like that playboy could possibly have her. But that playboy is going too far! He's about to fight and he brought a stunning beauty with him! Isn't that just adding to the chaos? With all the swordplay, if anyone gets hurt, especially that breathtakingly beautiful face, it'll be a horrific tragedy.
However, after a brief introduction, Li Yiyang finally understood and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. Turns out, she's a master!
Li Yiyang felt even more indignant. How could that damned playboy be so lucky? He's managed to provoke another stunning beauty, and a martial arts master at that! This guy must have accumulated a lot of good karma for eight lifetimes; his ancestral graves are practically emitting smoke—not just blue smoke, but at least black smoke! " ...
Prodigal Son, the vegetable money unit split up as soon as they got off the bus, three people per group, knocking on doors from house to house. They're all inside now, no one's come out yet. But we heard several screams, so someone's probably been beaten."
Li Yiyang briefly explained the current situation.
Shen Lang said, "They're probably forcing people to sign contracts. Damn, they're going all out. If this continues, probably ten out of ten residents here will be forced to sign by tomorrow night."
Li Yiyang angrily said, "Who says otherwise? These heartless real estate developers are utterly immoral. They're forcing people to sleep on the streets, and it might even lead to someone's death! The government is also incompetent, with officials and businessmen colluding. What chance do ordinary people have?"
Shen Lang said, "Old Li, you gangsters probably haven't done many good deeds, have you? Now it's time for you to atone. Go! There don't seem to be any experts nearby. Remember, only strike with blunt force, no killing allowed. Crippled opponents are fine too." Li Yiyang... Yang chuckled and said, "Don't worry, aside from anything else, every one of us brothers is a master of surprise attacks. We have extensive experience in both striking and being struck, so we guarantee we'll complete the mission!"
Li Yiyang waved his hand, and forty or fifty burly men in black suddenly appeared from the shadows, each carrying a weapon—steel bars, baseball bats, and even a few rolling pins. They crouched low, crouching low, and crept along the wall before finding secluded spots to lie in wait for the Caiqian gang to be ambushed.
"Uh—"
"Ah—"
"Oh—"
Several muffled groans could be heard, indicating that the gang's surprise attack had begun. The groans rose and fell, sounding like a beautiful woman moaning in bed.
However, these sounds were very faint, barely audible only to cultivators like Shen Lang and Ning Meng; otherwise, the Caiqian gang would have launched a counterattack upon hearing the noise. Ning Meng couldn't contain herself any longer and immediately wanted to rush out and join the army of ambushers, but Shen Lang stopped her as soon as she moved.
Ning Meng asked, puzzled, "Why are you stopping them?"
Shen Lang replied, "What kind of commander's wife goes to fight someone herself? We need to stay in the central command to prevent any unplanned events!"
Ning Meng said, "What unplanned events? Do you think this is family planning? What unplanned pregnancy? Besides, you can just sit there. They want to go and practice, they don't want to be just armchair strategists."
Shen Lang earnestly advised, "Wife, the situation is very chaotic right now, accidents could happen at any time. If you go out now, won't you just make things more chaotic? Besides, you don't have much experience, what if those ambushers..." When stick enthusiasts make a noise, our actions will be exposed, and then it will be a big melee, and people may die.
Ning Meng understood that it made sense, but she still said unwillingly: "Then what do you think we should do?" "
Shen Lang said: "When our people have almost defeated those vegetable troops and the overall situation has been decided, I will leave you a few training hands and wait slowly!
Ning Meng curled her lips and said helplessly: "Okay then!" "
Slight muffled sounds and the sound of cracking bones came one after another. Shen Lang listened to it like music floating in his ears, but Ning Meng felt a little embarrassed when he heard it, and frowned in discomfort.
Shen Lang said with a smile: "You also said that you were going out to fight sap, but you couldn't even hear it, so how could you do it?
Ning Meng said unconvinced: "Listening is one thing, hitting is another. They are very cruel!" "
Shen Lang didn't answer, and suddenly his face became solemn. He seemed to see a few faint black shadows coming from a distance. When they got close, they paused for a moment and then swooped towards the place where the gang members were hiding.
Shen Lang had a bad feeling. Had the enemy's experts been mobilized?
He disregarded his concealment, sending a retreat signal to Li Yiyang, urging him to lead his brothers away, while simultaneously rushing towards the dark figures. To attract their attention, he deliberately emitted a sharp, piercing sound.
Ning Meng saw Shen Lang rushing towards the dark figures. Although her heart pounded, her blood seemed to boil, and she flew over without hesitation. Even intercepting one of them for her man would be worthwhile…

Chapter 311 Sea of Consciousness Space
Hearing the shrill sound, the dark figures abruptly stopped, abandoning what were insignificant targets to them.
Shen Lang's speed was extremely fast. With his true essence circulating wildly, he reached the dark figures in almost a breath, unleashing his power and pushing out a palm strike towards the figures still suspended in mid-air.
The seemingly ordinary palm strike was actually imbued with violent fire energy. A scorching heat instantly assaulted the area, and the several dark figures, unable to retreat in time, could only raise their palms to defend themselves. Unfortunately, before they could fully exert their strength, they felt a powerful, scorching gale strike them. The hair and beards of the figures were instantly burned to dust, and their black clothes were burned with large holes. The short bodies were sent flying uncontrollably, coughing up blood as they collapsed to the ground.
"￥%……&￥#……&……%" one of the dark figures mumbled something in a foreign language, then used a strange sound-producing device to blow out a shrill and persistent sound that seemed to pierce eardrums.
"Japanese?"
Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, Shen Lang could still recognize the Japanese language. He couldn't help but frown, thinking, could the deployment of the vegetable money troops tonight be related to the Japanese? If that were the case, then things were probably not so simple.
Enemies meeting again are bound to be filled with hatred. Shen Lang had initially held back, not intending to kill them on the spot. However, now that he knew they were Japanese, and this was his "home turf," he had no reason to let them leave alive. He needed to get some revenge for Zhao Siyan first!
Unfortunately, things rarely go as planned. In the brief moment Shen Lang was distracted, dozens of dark figures flew in from afar, their speed unbelievable.
The strange noise he'd heard earlier was probably a distress signal, and their reinforcements were nearby, which explained their immediate arrival.
Shen Lang cursed his bad luck. If these people had gotten close, coupled with Cai Qianbu's already formidable fighting strength, Li Yiyang and his brothers would likely be finished. They probably hadn't even gotten very far yet.
Shen Lang realized his miscalculation; the addition of a group of Japanese had not only complicated things but also made them more difficult and dangerous. Retreat was the only option now.
At this moment, Shen Lang was shocked to see Ning Meng rushing towards the several dark figures he had knocked down. He was utterly astonished. "A young girl so fearless!" he thought. "The enemy's reinforcements have arrived, and instead of running away, you're charging at them? Aren't you just asking for trouble?
" Shen Lang's inner energy surged, and in a flash, he caught up with the "single-minded" Ning Meng, grabbed her, and ran towards the desolate wilderness. He felt a sense of helplessness; he'd just have to draw away as many as he could. He figured that after this delay, Li Yiyang and the others should have run several hundred meters ahead. ...
The reinforcements landed in the field. Several Japanese men wounded by Shen Lang scrambled to their feet, muttering a few words to their leader. The leader's eyes blazed with anger, and he yelled, "Eight roadblocks!" before leading more than twenty men in pursuit of Shen Lang.
The leader was clearly more skilled than his men, and in his frantic sprint, he managed to catch up to Shen Lang at a distance of about 500 meters, but unfortunately, he couldn't close the gap any further. ...
The Caiqian gang suffered heavy losses; in just a few minutes, more than twenty people were knocked down, each with a bloody head wound. Although not fatal, it was a great disgrace to the Caiqian gang.
Their mysterious ally was incredibly inconsiderate, abandoning them with so many men chasing only one person. Yi Shuilin, the leader of the Caiqian gang, was extremely frustrated. He had to avenge himself. Fortunately, the main force was still intact. With a command, he gave the order to chase after the fleeing gang. Instantly, shouts and screams filled the nearby streets and alleys, like a scene from the apocalypse. An outsider might have thought a film crew was shooting a movie in the middle of the night.
In this chaotic situation, for so long, not a single trace of the police was found, as if such a thing never existed.
Outside, chaos reigned, and every household kept their doors tightly shut. Even the few shops that stayed open late at night quickly closed, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire. ...
Shen Lang, carrying Ning Meng on his back, sprinted at full speed. To his surprise, just as they reached the outskirts of the city, they encountered an ambush.
Could it be? Was it a bit of an overreaction to go to such lengths just to chase one person?
The attackers were eight short men dressed in black, their faces covered with black veils. They were likely part of the same group as the Japanese men from before.
At that moment, the eight men stood in a row, their dark gun barrels pointed at the charging Shen Lang.
Seeing Shen Lang running towards them with someone on his back, the eight submachine guns almost simultaneously unleashed blinding fire, the dense bullets leaving long streaks of light, like a torrent pouring down on the two of them.
Shen Lang roared, his inner energy rapidly transforming. A powerful force surged from his feet, propelling him several meters into the air, allowing him to dodge the dense barrage of submachine gun bullets. Simultaneously, several streams of energy shot out from his body, instantly leaping dozens of meters forward. Like a swarm of white snakes, they coiled around the eight submachine guns, spinning rapidly, faster and faster, like a tornado instantly engulfing everything in their path.
"Boom—"...
After several loud explosions, the eight submachine guns, along with their owners, were reduced to a shower of blood.
Ning Meng was terrified, but she forced herself to keep her eyes wide open and watch closely. Explosions rose and fell, streaks of light flashed in all directions, like fireworks exploding, making Ning Meng tremble. Such a battle scene was something she could only see in movies, right?
But this slight delay allowed the Japanese behind Shen Lang to close the distance to within 50 meters. The leader, in particular, was not only taller than the others but also incredibly fast, shooting towards them like a large black bird.
The man made strange hand gestures and muttered something under his breath. Several sharp whistles pierced the air as a series of wind blades, flashing with azure light, hurtled towards Shen Lang and his companion from behind.
"A wind-type ability user?"
Shen Lang was somewhat surprised. How had he unwittingly provoked these people?
Without time to think further, Shen Lang smiled coldly. A wind-type ability user, huh? Let's see if your wind blades are stronger or my metal blade is harder!
These past few days, Shen Lang's cultivation had greatly increased, especially his mastery of his internal true energy. With the mutual transformation of the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—he could easily convert energy at will, as if it were an extension of his arm, without any hindrance.
Shen Lang made a strange hand gesture, his primordial true energy surging from his body. He activated a magic incantation, and a series of metal
throwing knives instantly appeared in the air, flashing silver and flowing with dark light. Then, Shen Lang swung his arms sharply, sending dozens of knives flying towards the Japanese man's wind blades. After a series of clanging sounds, Shen Lang's metal throwing knives knocked down most of the Japanese man's wind blades, their momentum undiminished, reaching him in the blink of an eye.
The Japanese man was startled, but he quickly conjured an energy shield around himself. The silvery-white energy shield neutralized most of the throwing knives, but under the dense attack, the energy shield was quickly shattered.
Unable to dodge in time, the Japanese man was struck by several knives, grunted, and immediately used an invisibility technique, disappearing from Shen Lang's sight.
The Japanese soldiers hurriedly hid, and Shen Lang fared no better. Although he successfully conjured dozens of throwing knives, his skill in controlling them was still lacking, and he failed to knock down all of the Japanese soldiers' wind knives. A few stray knives flew towards him, but fortunately, Shen Lang dodged in time and was not injured.
Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "Mengmeng, are you alright?"
Ning Meng's heart pounded even harder with fear. She replied, "I'm fine, just a few centimeters off, otherwise I would have been disfigured."
Shen Lang continued running forward, still shaken. "It's good you're alright, it's good you're alright. If you had even a hair on your head, I would have torn that Japanese devil to pieces!"
Ning Meng felt a sweet warmth in her heart, her fear vanishing instantly. She nestled comfortably on Shen Lang's back, continuing to savor the sweetness and warmth of their escape. She asked, "Bad guy, are you alright?"
Shen Lang laughed. "If we were just running for our lives, these people probably wouldn't be able to catch me even if they worked themselves to death. I hadn't even used my full strength yet, and they were already out of reach. I was just afraid they'd lose me and have to go back to deal with Li Yiyang." "That's why they patiently played with them."
Ning Meng said sweetly, "You bad guy, thank you! You let me see such a wonderful battle, it was so exciting!"
Shen Lang laughed, "Just saying thank you isn't enough, how about a sweet kiss?"
Ning Meng blushed and obediently planted a light kiss on Shen Lang's cheek, saying, "I really believe in you, you have to make me proud and keep beating those Japanese devils! But these guys look like ninjas from a movie."
Shen Lang received a sweet kiss, and his heart was filled with heroic spirit. He said, "Haha, one kiss can decide the fate of the world! Whether they hold back or not, tonight these guys are all dead!"
Ning Meng heard the great confidence in Shen Lang's heart and felt intoxicated. She felt that she was qualified to be a fangirl.
Suddenly, Shen Lang seemed to remember something, and with a thought, he said, "Little girl, would you mind entering my sea of consciousness?"
Ning Meng was puzzled and asked, "What is a sea of consciousness?"
Shen Lang said, "Actually, I don't quite understand what it is either, but to put it simply, it's a space of consciousness created using the energy of one's life essence, or you could say an energy space. I discovered it by accident a few days ago when I broke through again. However, my cultivation is limited now, so the space is very small, only about 2 cubic meters in size, but it should be easy to fit three to five people. If you enter my sea of consciousness, your body will temporarily transform into an energy body, essentially merging with my body and consciousness. You can clearly see how I fight, and you can talk to me, but you can't affect the outside world. You can only move freely within my sea of consciousness."
Ning Meng listened... Intrigued by the novelty, Ning Meng exclaimed excitedly, "I really want to try it!"
Shen Lang replied, "But be prepared. My true form exists automatically in my sea of consciousness, so there's no problem. However, I've never let outsiders in before. A few days ago, I put a puppy in during an experiment, and it came out without any issues. I just don't know what would happen if a person went in." Unable
to contain her curiosity, Ning Meng said, "Then... I'll go in anyway. There has to be someone who's the first to try something new!" Shen Lang
said, "Actually, I didn't want to use you as a guinea pig, but it's too dangerous for you to stay by my side right now. I don't know what those people are capable of. It might be better if you go in. As long as I don't die, you won't be in danger."
Ning Meng smiled and said, "I'd be happy to be your guinea pig. Even if... something goes wrong, it doesn't matter. Just kill a few more Japanese devils to avenge me!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's not that serious."
With that, Shen Lang activated his inner energy, and a transparent energy shield slowly enveloped Ning Meng. Soon, Ning Meng's figure gradually faded, finally disappearing from Shen Lang's back...

Chapter 312 Ning
Meng felt herself surrounded by an invisible force, which gradually tightened. Suddenly, that force seemed to penetrate her body uncontrollably, and then she felt her mind go blank, losing all consciousness. She
didn't know how much time had passed—perhaps just a moment, perhaps many years—before Ning Meng regained consciousness. She tried to open her eyes; the light was very strong, and she tried several times before finally managing to open them.
"Where am I?"
Ning Meng found herself in a pristine white space, devoid of any other color. What kind of place was this? It was spherical, yet also cubical. Ning Meng reached out to touch the edges, which resembled white jade, finding them smooth to the touch, like a freshly peeled egg.
"Could this be the consciousness space those bad guys were talking about?"
Ning Meng felt excited. There seemed to be no gravity here; she could float effortlessly in mid-air. Unfortunately, the space was too narrow; she could barely sit up, but not stand. Thankfully, she could lie down. The space seemed to be long and narrow.
"Is this place alright?"
Shen Lang's voice came from behind her.
Ning Meng quickly turned around and was shocked to find Shen Lang smiling at her. However… Ning Meng almost popped her eyes out. She saw that Shen Lang was completely naked, sitting cross-legged, his private parts exposed.
Although Ning Meng had just been intimate with Shen Lang, she was still unable to adjust to such a rapid "naked encounter" and blushed deeply: "You bad man, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Shen Lang shrugged and said helplessly, "What you see isn't my external body, but my true form within my sea of consciousness. Look at yourself, aren't you naked too? To be honest, this place seems to reject non-living things. I've tried bringing in inanimate objects before, but they all turned to ashes. Otherwise, I could become a master thief, bringing in everything I could steal, and I'd be able to steal it every time!"
Hearing this, Ning Meng looked down and realized that she was indeed naked, and Shen Lang's wicked gaze was lingering over her.
Ning Meng was momentarily taken aback and hurriedly said, "Please stop looking! The enemy is getting close, isn't they?"
Shen Lang laughed loudly, "Talking to you won't hinder my actions. Come here, touch my true form, and you'll be able to see outside."
"Really?"
Ning Meng disregarded her shyness and curiously moved closer, sitting in Shen Lang's lap. The moment she touched Shen Lang's body, Ning Meng noticed that the chaotic white before her eyes was expanding infinitely. Gradually, she could see the outside world; Shen Lang's perspective was her perspective, without any obstruction.
Ning Meng realized that they had entered the mountains. Shen Lang seemed to be soaring through the air like a large bird, easily flying far away with a light touch on mountaintops or trees, his graceful posture like a god descending to earth. Ning Meng knew
she couldn't do that. She could only leap a dozen or twenty meters at most, unlike Shen Lang who could cover hundreds of meters in a single bound. Ning Meng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Shen Lang, what kind of kung fu do you practice? It seems much better than others."
Shen Lang replied, "Speaking of which, it seems we practice the same kung fu, but there's no time to explain now. Just wait and see how your man utterly crushes those Japanese devils."
Ning Meng blushed slightly and lightly spat, "Your man"—what a rustic way to say it!
However, Ning Meng was finally completely relieved. Where could she find such a good deal—free access to movies and guaranteed safety? She wondered where this bad guy learned all his skills; it was truly intriguing!
Ning Meng lay comfortably in Shen Lang's arms, looking at his strong figure, like a black owl in the night. Her heart rippled with excitement. She had never felt so comfortable here before, nor had she ever felt so thrilled.
Perhaps every young girl, regardless of wealth or beauty, harbors a heroic fantasy. Ning Meng was no exception; she had experienced it that night sleeping in the building, and now, that feeling had been amplified to its peak.
Even dying in such an embrace would be without regret. ...
Shen Lang put Ning Meng into his consciousness space, free from any further worries. He then led dozens of Japanese men resembling ninjas deeper into the mountains. He didn't want to deal with them in populated areas. Firstly, he feared harming innocent bystanders—the Japanese wouldn't consider such things, but Shen Lang couldn't ignore them. Secondly, he feared attracting the attention of national security agencies. If they targeted him, whether he was killed or not was secondary; the more important thing was that his future freedom would be ruined. Who wanted to have several tails trailing behind them every day? They might even end up in that mysterious place for a "tea session."
Shen Lang controlled his speed, guiding the Japanese men behind him with a cat-and-mouse mentality. ...
Meikawa Neiku is a high-ranking ninja of the Iga school, ranking among the top 50 ninjas in Japan. Of course, this ranking is somewhat inflated. Like China, Japan also has many reclusive super-strong individuals who naturally wouldn't participate in this ranking. Those who do participate are ninjas active on the front lines of missions; being ranked in the top 50 is certainly no small feat.
Meikawa Neiku's mission this time is to assassinate a Chinese man who recently killed two high-ranking ninjas. Before dying, the two high-ranking ninjas released their life seals.
These life seals are unique to ninjas and are used to judge whether a ninja has entered the ranks. As a ninja's skill increases, their life seals also strengthen.
Normally, life seals are useless, only becoming effective before death. When a dying ninja releases their life seal, it's a harmless energy ball that attaches to and seeps into the enemy's body, like a mark, remaining there for a long time.
The Japanese are among the most vengeful people in the world, and ninjas, as a national treasure, receive the utmost protection and respect. In the battle of Chengjia Village, Japan lost seven ninjas. Five of them could only be considered victims, their bodies dragged back as a formality. However, the bodies of the other two ninjas were never found, clearly assassinated by a mysterious master.
To investigate the cause of death, Japan dispatched three high-ranking ninjas, including Meichuan Neiku, and over twenty mid-ranking ninjas from within the country.
Meichuan Neiku discovered traces of battle on a small hill outside Chengjia Village and relentlessly pursued the trail, eventually focusing on a man named Shen Lang. However, they lacked sufficient evidence and hesitated to act rashly, as a ninja's life seal, once attached to someone, is not easily detected but can only be detected when that person uses their true energy or internal force.
They had to lure that person into making a move. Following the Chengjia Village incident, relations between China and Japan were currently tense beneath a facade, a sensitive period. Mei Chuan Neiku had been strictly ordered not to act rashly; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to find evidence and could have simply killed the person.
Originally, Mei Chuan Neiku had used Xu Dongqiang's demolition team as cover, employing a seemingly "legitimate" pretext to lure Shen Lang into action. Unexpectedly, things went surprisingly smoothly; Shen Lang actually took the initiative. The moment
Shen Lang made his move, the ninja he was fighting detected a strong aura of life seals, which prompted them to signal Mei Chuan Neiku.
Thus, Mei Chuan Neiku led over twenty ninjas in a life-or-death pursuit of Shen Lang. As the saying goes, enemies meeting are especially hostile; one of the two ninjas killed by Shen Lang was Mei Chuan Neiku's cousin, named Mei Chuan Xiong Zhao.
Mei Chuan Nei-ku had underestimated his opponent and was caught off guard, allowing Shen Lang to counterattack and inflict serious injuries.
Enraged, Mei Chuan Nei-ku nearly lost the composure expected of a high-ranking ninja. He forced himself to calm down, regrouped with the main force, and continued their pursuit of Shen Lang. ...
An hour later, Shen Lang had already covered over 200 kilometers, reaching a mountain hollow. Finding it surrounded by dense forests and deserted, he thought, "This place is a good place to use as their graveyard."
After passing a hill, and estimating the ninjas were at least two minutes away, Shen Lang calmly began setting up the slaughterhouse.
Seeing Shen Lang continuously drawing energy from his body, Ning Meng exclaimed in surprise, "Bad guy, what are you doing?"
Shen Lang chuckled, "Haven't you ever seen a hunter set up a trap?"
Ning Meng was even more confused, asking, "A trap? Where's your trap?"
Shen Lang replied, "My trap is naturally invisible. A hunter's trap is a deep pit and sharp blades, but my trap is five elements energy converted from true essence."
Ning Meng continued, "Five elements energy? Doesn't energy dissipate? It's like putting a cup of hot water in the air; it cools down quickly, doesn't it?"
Shen Lang said, "Naked energy will certainly dissipate quickly, but what if you add a protective shield? Like the liner of a thermos."
Ning Meng clicked her tongue. Using energy to create traps was already astonishing enough, but using energy to create a shield for energy was something she couldn't even imagine; it was simply inconceivable.
"Where did you learn all this? I understand you less and less,"
Ning Meng shook her head vigorously.
Shen Lang laughed heartily, "Can't I just learn it on my own? You also cultivate the Bone Refining Technique, right? Actually, once you cultivate the Bone Refining Technique to a certain level, you'll naturally learn these things. Besides, I have the secret manual!"
Ning Meng's mouth dropped open in surprise. The Bone Refining Technique? This guy also cultivates the Bone Refining Technique? This… Mother… it seems like she taught me the Bone Refining Technique, right?
What exactly is the relationship between this guy and Mother?
After Shen Lang created enough traps, his aura began to become chaotic due to the huge loss of energy. At this moment, the true essence stored in the mysterious petals began to circulate, instantly replenishing his almost dried-up bone meridians.
Ning Meng exclaimed in surprise, "You bad guy! I clearly felt your true energy had dried up just now, how come it's suddenly increased again?"
Shen Lang smiled mysteriously and said, "I have a spare battery."
Seeing that Shen Lang refused to explain, Ning Meng couldn't help but playfully scold, "You weirdo!"

Chapter 313 A True Master
As a high-level ninja, Mei Chuan Neiku's rank was raised through successfully completing missions and constantly killing. The strong intuition he developed in constant battles told Mei Chuan Neiku that something seemed wrong. He felt his eyelids twitching, and even the skin all over his body was telling him that there was an ominous aura ahead. However, the arrow was on the string and had to be released. The honor of the Japanese samurai and his strong sense of belonging made him determined to move forward without hesitation. The hatred of the two high-level ninjas had to be avenged, and only the blood of that Chinese man could vindicate the ninjas.
Gradually, the ninjas drew closer. They saw the Chinese man standing on a distant hilltop, his composed and unwavering demeanor puzzling them. Why was he so fearless? Even more perplexing was the disappearance of the woman on his back!
Mei Chuan Neiku was bewildered. Where had she gone? Mei Chuan Neiku was extremely confident in his Heavenly Mark Technique; he was certain the woman had never been separated from the Chinese man!
Leaving the problem unresolved would cause endless trouble. Mei Chuan Neiku worried that the woman had used some mysterious means to escape and seek reinforcements. This operation was to be extremely discreet. If they attracted the attention of the Chinese government, it would put the Japanese government in a very difficult position. The Japanese government was currently plotting something, and this was not the time to provide the Chinese government with an excuse.
A swift and decisive victory was crucial!
Having made up his mind, Mei Chuan Neiku suddenly waved his hand, and the ninjas began to move, slowing their pace as they approached Shen Lang, forming a semi-encirclement. Half of the ninjas even vanished into thin air. ...
Shen Lang chuckled. Under his powerful divine sense, even if those ninjas turned into air molecules, it wouldn't matter. Ning Meng, however, asked worriedly, "Bad guy, there are so many of them! Can you defeat them?" Shen Lang
smiled slightly and said, "As the saying goes, 'Many ants can kill an elephant,' but have you ever actually seen an elephant killed by ants? It's possible, though. If an elephant stood still and let the ants bite it for days, it would starve to death. But I don't think there are elephants that stupid, are there? In the face of absolute strength difference, numbers can't compensate!"
Ning Meng was in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness, and she could see and feel everything Shen Lang saw and felt. Hearing Shen Lang's words, Ning Meng couldn't help but laugh. This bad guy wasn't stupid at all; on the contrary, he was very cunning, always taking advantage of others. ...
Knowing they were facing a Chinese master, the ninjas became even more cautious, forming groups of three and quickly encircling Shen Lang.
Some of the more perceptive ninjas seemed to sense something amiss, especially Mei Chuan Neiku. They felt faint energy fluctuations in the air, some even right beside them, yet they couldn't pinpoint their location when they tried to investigate.
The unease grew stronger!
But their advance didn't stop.
Seeing the ninjas enter his ambush, Shen Lang finally smiled. The biggest advantage of energy traps was that they wouldn't harm innocent bystanders; as long as Shen Lang didn't use a special method to "ignite the fuse," they wouldn't explode.
Shen Lang finally activated his trap. He made a strange hand gesture, and a beam of energy formed from true essence shot towards one of the energy traps. A slight difference can lead to a huge error. The ninjas, seeing the energy wave was still a long way from their bodies, secretly mocked Shen Lang's baseless accusations. Even Mei Chuan, the ninja, realized he'd been too paranoid. This Chinese man was barely in his twenties; even if he'd started cultivating from birth, how high could his cultivation level be? He'd only been injured by Shen Lang's carelessness.
However, before their smiles could even bloom, a violent explosion rang out nearby. An irresistible surge of energy erupted, instantly forming a massive vortex that engulfed the five ninjas surrounding the trap like a hurricane. In less than a second, the violent energy shredded their bodies into pieces, blood raining down, the thick stench of blood spreading far and wide with the energy's shockwave. Ning Meng, terrified, immediately closed her eyes, trembling uncontrollably in Shen Lang's true form's arms.
Although Mei Chuan Nei-ku wasn't directly affected, his brain felt as if it had been struck by a heavy object, his eyes wide with rage, his hair tie snapped, and his long hair flew wildly in the wind. He roared and lunged forward, simultaneously firing several wind arrows at Shen Lang.
Mei Chuan Nei-ku, driven by hatred, showed no mercy. Even before the wind arrows arrived, immense pressure was already bearing down on him, the air seemingly distorted, emitting a hissing sound.
Shen Lang was somewhat surprised, thinking to himself, "So this is the true strength of a high-level ninja. I definitely underestimated him. "
Shen Lang stomped his feet, his feet creating a gust of wind, and flew away from the mountaintop as if by teleportation. Just a few dozen meters away, the wind arrows exploded on the mountaintop, sending debris flying everywhere, and the mountaintop was shrunken by nearly ten meters. Ning Meng was startled to see the hilltop had suddenly become much shorter. Her heart pounded, and she said with lingering fear, "Bad guy! That ninja is amazing! Be careful!"
Shen Lang replied nonchalantly, "He is amazing, but his aim is terrible. It's enough if he can hit someone!"
With that, Shen Lang fired another energy wave towards the ninjas.
Having learned their lesson, the ninjas, seeing the blindingly bright energy wave Shen Lang fired, fled in terror.
Unfortunately, they still fell for it; Shen Lang wouldn't use the same trap twice.
As the bright energy wave shot out, Shen Lang simultaneously unleashed another invisible energy wave, heading towards the densest concentration of ninjas. The trap, triggered by Shen Lang's energy, immediately broke its fragile balance, disrupting the surrounding energy field. Instantly, countless energy beams transformed into daggers and silver needles, shooting towards the surrounding ninjas.
"Ah—"
Several screams rang out as at least four ninjas were pierced by the energy daggers. A portion of the energy trapped within their bodies, carrying the destructive force of high-speed rotation, instantly tore apart any body tissues it encountered. The four ninjas' bodies quickly collapsed from the inside out, finally shrinking to their limit with a deafening roar, turning into a shower of blood.
This shocking way of dying moved Ning Meng again, and she whispered, "Bad guy, so terrifying, you're a real tyrant!"
Shen Lang curled his lips and said, "I learned all of this from the Bone Refining Technique. I've never used it before, so who knew it would be so terrifying? But these people deserved to die. They went to other people's homes to kill and set fires, doing bad things. They don't deserve any sympathy." Ning Meng nodded gently, deeply agreeing. For a woman in the throes of love, everything Shen Lang thought, said, and did was right. His words and actions could be temporarily regarded as truth to be worshipped and followed.
Mei Chuan Nei Ku was furious. He hadn't even touched the hem of Shen Lang's clothes yet, and he had already lost seven subordinates. It pained him to death. He wished he could tear Shen Lang to pieces, but he didn't dare to be reckless. Who knew what other terrifying arrangements were planned in this area?
Mei Chuan Nei Ku reluctantly began to call for reinforcements. For the first time, he lost confidence in victory. His mental state had finally been broken by the seemingly powerful Shen Lang.
In reality, Shen Lang wasn't nearly as powerful as he imagined. While hunters could easily kill black bears using traps, a direct confrontation between hunters and bears was simply unrealistic. The ninjas had learned their lesson and were now widely dispersed, rendering Shen Lang's energy traps ineffective. Killing one or two people with such a massive amount of energy seemed a poor trade-off.
Shen Lang chuckled sinisterly, "If traps won't work, can't we use bombs?"
At that moment, an earth-elemental ninja was slowly approaching Shen Lang from within 10 centimeters of the rock face. A little closer, and he could unleash his ultimate technique, the Yin Gu Technique. A highly venomous, specially made Gu worm would instantly fly into the ninja's body, multiplying within seconds and devouring him within minutes.
Suddenly, the ninja felt a gentle breeze. He wondered how there could be wind inside the rock.
But before he could analyze what was happening, an energy ball exploded beside him. "Boom—"
A three-meter-square hole was blasted into the rock wall. The ninja seemed to see his body shatter into countless fragments like rock. He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his consciousness vanished instantly.
"Baka—"
Mei Chuan Nei-kun roared furiously, his face extremely ugly. He hadn't even seen the other's face yet, but nearly ten of his ninjas had already pledged allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor.
It should be understood that training a qualified ninja is no less difficult than training a scientist who could win a Nobel Prize. In the entire Japanese Empire, there are no more than 5,000 samurai who can obtain the official title of ninja. Calling them one in ten thousand is not an exaggeration. High-level ninjas are even fewer than 300. The loss of even one is a major blow that the Empire cannot afford.
Just then, Mei Chuan Neiku suddenly sensed a powerful energy fluctuation in the distant night, rapidly approaching at an incredible speed. A familiar and authoritative voice appeared in his mind: "Baka! In just a few minutes, the Empire has lost nearly ten honorable warriors!"
Mei Chuan Neiku immediately knelt down and bowed deeply: "Hi! This disciple is incompetent. Please allow this disciple to atone for his sins with meritorious service. After killing this Chinese man, this disciple will surely commit seppuku to atone for his sins!"
The voice sounded again: "If this were not a time when manpower is needed, even if you committed seppuku ten times, it would not make up for your mistakes and incompetence! Get up!"
Mei Chuan Neiku was drenched in cold sweat. He stood up and finally spotted his master's figure. The belief in victory returned to his heart. In Mei Chuan Neiku's mind, his master was invincible, just like the unyielding spirit of Bushido. His master was Mei Chuan Neiku's second faith.
Mei Chuan Neiku's sudden kneeling startled Shen Lang. Could it be? Had the Japanese devils already knelt down and begged for mercy so quickly?
Suddenly, Shen Lang sensed a powerful aura shooting towards him from afar, and he was greatly surprised. This aura seemed to be three times stronger than Yuwen Zhiang's he had encountered before.
Shen Lang's heart sank; a true master had appeared!
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Chapter 314 A Sudden Enlightenment
Soon, Ning Meng also sensed this powerful aura, like a dark cloud pressing down, making even Ning Meng, who was in her sea of consciousness, feel restless. She couldn't help but worry, saying, "Bad guy, this aura is so powerful! I've never seen anyone so strong before. Even my mother is far inferior to him."
Shen Lang said, "I'm afraid you're wrong. This person has probably spread his pressure to the maximum. It looks intimidating, but in reality, it doesn't increase his combat power much; it only increases our psychological pressure. That's how the Japanese are. We Chinese, on the other hand, emphasize the restraint of our aura; our skill level isn't revealed outwardly."
"Really?"
Ning Meng felt somewhat relieved, but still a little uneasy, after all, this person's aura was simply too powerful.
Shen Lang comforted Ning Meng, saying, "It's alright, let's see what happens first. If we can't beat him, we can always run away, right? Hehe, this is our territory after all, and there are some places the Japanese won't dare to pursue us
." Ning Meng thought it made sense. The Japanese were definitely operating in secret, unable to see the light of day. If Shen Lang ran towards some more "official" places, the Japanese could only watch helplessly, not daring to chase after him. ...
In the distance, a dark figure gradually expanded and quickly approached. Shen Lang saw that the person was an old man, who looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old. His face was deeply wrinkled, with deep furrows, a full beard, and deeply sunken eye sockets. He had long eyebrows, and a scar extended from the corner of his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth, making his entire face look very ferocious. He had long hair, half black and half white, which fluttered in the wind, making him look very eerie. His wide black samurai robe also billowed in the wind, and the immense pressure made Shen Lang feel extremely uncomfortable.
Ning Meng asked worriedly, "Bad guy, are you alright? This person... looks terrifying. Maybe we should avoid him for a while."
Shen Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Mengmeng, this person is probably even more powerful than I expected. Didn't you see his speed? He's at least ten percent faster than me. We can't escape."
Ning Meng immediately turned pale and said, "Then what do we do? We can't beat him, and we can't run away. Aren't we doomed?"
Shen Lang pretended to be relaxed and said, "So afraid of dying?"
Ning Meng said somewhat embarrassedly, "Who's afraid of dying? I... I'm just unwilling... that's all."
"Why are you unwilling? Are you afraid no one will avenge us?"
"No, I... I'm still a virgin. I've never experienced being a woman. If I die like this, wouldn't I be very unwilling? Unlike you, you have a lot of women and even a child. Although the child hasn't been born yet, you can die in peace, right?"
Ning Meng said half resentfully.
"..."
Shen Lang was speechless. So, it turned out she... cared about this issue. That's true; dying as a virgin would indeed be incredibly regrettable. But it was too late now. Shen Lang wasn't confident he could defeat this old man, so he could only beg for divine mercy.
The old Japanese man landed in the arena. Mei Chuan Neiku and the group of ninjas hurriedly knelt down to pay their respects. The old man waved his hand and said, "Get up!"
Mei Chuan Neiku remained kneeling and said regretfully, "Master, your disciple is incompetent. Ten valiant warriors of the Empire have already given their lives for His Majesty the Emperor."
The old man glanced at Shen Lang's hiding place with a sinister look and said angrily, "Baka! Trash! A mere Level 3 ability user actually beat you all so badly. You have utterly disgraced the Empire, disgraced the Iga Faction, and disgraced my Hanayagi Taro!"
Mei Chuan Neiku was sweating profusely and didn't dare to raise his head. In his heart, he thought that the man was probably not a Level 3 ability user. Judging from his combat strength, he was at least Level 5.
However, Mei Chuan dared not speak out, placing his hopes solely on his master. His master, a level 6 ability user and one of the few top-tier ninjas in the empire, would surely be able to kill that despicable fellow instantly. ...
Shen Lang thought to himself, "I can't wait any longer. If a top-tier expert gains the upper hand, it will be difficult to turn the tide. I should strike first; perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope!"
Having made up his mind, Shen Lang no longer held back, silently unleashing several energy waves that triggered the remaining energy traps.
Shen Lang thought, "If one trap can kill one person, that's good enough."
Unfortunately, Shen Lang's calculations were wrong; the opponent's strength and rich combat experience exceeded his expectations.
Although Hanayagi Taro couldn't see the energy wave Shen Lang emitted, his keen senses allowed him to perceive it, feeling the faint energy fluctuations. While secretly surprised, a cruel grin spread across his face. With a flick of his wide samurai robe sleeves, a massive surge of energy erupted from his hands like a tidal wave, striking Shen Lang's energy trap like lightning bolts as thick as bowls.
"An electric ability user?"
Shen Lang clicked his tongue in amazement. While he could also conjure lightning currents with his raw true essence, his power was far inferior to this man's; a bolt as thick as a child's arm would be considered remarkable.
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
After several loud explosions, Shen Lang's energy trap was completely destroyed. The massive amounts of energy that were scattering everywhere were firmly drawn in by Hanayagi Taro using the electric currents. They were quickly drawn together and kneaded into a huge energy ball, several meters in diameter, held in his hands. It looked like a huge and dazzling ball of light, with wisps of energy constantly emanating from it. It was practically a giant bomb that could explode at any moment.
Hanayagi Taro shouted, and the energy ball broke free of his control, surging and rolling back, rushing wildly towards where Shen Lang was hiding.
Wherever the energy ball went, rocks flew, trees withered, as if it were the end of the world.
Shen Lang was shocked and quickly revealed himself, frantically circulating his true essence and increasing his speed to the limit.
However, the energy ball was too fast. Shen Lang barely managed to escape 100 meters before the energy ball exploded on the hilltop where he had originally been hiding.
"Crack—"
Like a thunderclap echoing between heaven and earth, the energy wave from the explosion, at least a hundred times stronger than Mei Chuan's attack
, instantly engulfed Shen Lang, who hadn't gone far. Shen Lang used all his strength to instantly create at least 20 solid earth-elemental energy shields around himself, but the powerful energy wave was too intense, shattering all 20 shields in less than two seconds.
The remaining energy was still powerful enough, slamming into Shen Lang's back with unbearable heat. His clothes were instantly burned to ashes, and his internal organs felt as if they were being struck by a heavy hammer, causing excruciating pain.
Shen Lang coughed up a mouthful of blood and could only curl up as much as possible, drifting with the seemingly endless turbulent energy currents like a small boat, carried at least a thousand meters by the shockwave before regaining his footing.
Spitting out another mouthful of blood, Shen Lang discovered that his clothes had vanished, his body was charred in patches, blood was gushing from many places, and in several places even bones were visible. The smell of cooked meat permeated the air.
Although Ning Meng was hiding in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness, she was still shaken and dizzy. When she finally opened her eyes and saw Shen Lang's miserable state, she couldn't help but turn pale and say, "Bad guy, are you alright?"
Shen Lang shook his head slightly and smiled, "I'm fine, I was just caught off guard. Don't worry, it's just a superficial injury, it won't affect my combat ability."
Ning Meng was heartbroken, tears streaming down her face, and sobbed, "Don't talk nonsense, what do you mean it's just a superficial injury? The bone is showing, and you're still laughing, it really hurts me..."
Shen Lang hurriedly comforted her, "Good Mengmeng, don't cry, otherwise my sea of consciousness will be flooded, and I'll drown in you instead of being killed by the enemy!"
Ning Meng couldn't help but laugh through her tears, and her delicate and charming appearance made Shen Lang stare blankly.
"You're so heartless! Even in that state, you still try to make me laugh... You bad guy, if we can escape this calamity, I... I'll..."
Shen Lang casually asked, "I'll what? Repay you with my body?"
Ning Meng blushed, her thoughts exposed, and said, "Yes, I'll repay you with my body... I really regret not giving myself to you at your house earlier. Now I'm going to die, and I'm so heartbroken. But, it wouldn't be bad to die with you, because... You bad guy, I love you so much!"
Shen Lang was both heartbroken and happy by Ning Meng's words and said, "Alright..." "Okay, don't be sad anymore. That damn Hana-Yanagi Taro didn't even hurt me, but he made you heartbroken. So cute, I love you too. I haven't even deflowered you yet, how can I die willingly? Believe me, okay? We'll be alright!"
Ning Meng cried tears of joy, rushing over to cling to Shen Lang's body within his sea of consciousness, saying, "You bad guy, if only we could have sex here too, then even if I died, I'd be happy."
Shen Lang was taken aback, wondering if he could have sex since his true form was also in the space.
However, this thought only flashed through his mind quickly before he shook his head violently, banishing the absurd idea. He was about to die, and he was still thinking about such things; he was truly hopeless.
Shen Lang calmed his mind, struggling to stabilize his body, and forcibly extracted the energy from the mysterious petal. Instantly, abundant energy surged forth.
"Ah—"
It hurts!
It was likely due to the forced energy absorption during the setup of the earth-elemental energy shield that Shen Lang's true essence in his bone meridians had almost reached a negative level. Now, a surge of abundant energy suddenly erupted, unexpectedly causing his bone
meridians to expand dozens of times. The tearing pain made him cry out loudly. Although the energy surging from the mysterious petals was plentiful, his bone meridians still felt empty.
At this moment, Shen Lang felt the surging energy from the outside world pouring into his body from the top of his head and the soles of his feet. His body was like a black hole, forming an invisible energy vortex around him, and Shen Lang floated in the center of the vortex, greedily absorbing the abundant energy.
"A sudden enlightenment?"
Shen Lang was terrified. This kind of forced enlightenment without the guidance of a master was extremely dangerous. The appendix of the Bone Refining Technique recorded that similar things had happened several times over the past few hundred years, but none of them succeeded, and the people involved all perished.
This situation usually occurs during intense battles or breakthroughs, when the body's meridians are expanded exponentially, urgently requiring a massive influx of energy. If the external environment happens to be filled with abundant energy at this time, this state, similar to a sudden enlightenment, will occur.
Of course, this state is extremely painful, as if a large amount of air and water has been forcibly injected into the body; it's no wonder it hurts. Even a small injection in the buttocks can hurt for a long time, let alone this kind of frenzied energy injection.
Shen Lang was in excruciating pain, dozens or even hundreds of times more painful than when he was struck by Hanayagi Taro.
Ning Meng, seeing Shen Lang's pain, turned pale with fright and clung tightly to him, saying, "Bad guy, what's wrong? Don't scare me..."

Chapter 315 The Balance of Victory
Suddenly, Shen Lang felt a heat in his chest, and the mysterious petal began to radiate a dazzling blue light, like a small blue sun protruding from Shen Lang's chest, instantly illuminating his surroundings as if it were daytime.
The blue light flashed briefly on Shen Lang's chest before disappearing into his body.
Then, a blue light flashed in the eyes of Shen Lang's true form within his sea of consciousness. His consciousness blurred instantly, and he seemed to go mad, grabbing Ning Meng's body, rolling over, and pinning the beauty beneath him…
"Bad…man…"
Ning Meng was startled by Shen Lang's sudden action, not knowing what he was doing. Only when Shen Lang's naked body was intertwined with hers did she realize what was happening. Could it be that the bad man wanted to…?
Ning Meng naturally had a thousand wishes, but tension was unavoidable. She passively endured Shen Lang's almost frenzied, rough actions. Although Ning Meng was currently an energy body, all the sensations her body could experience were no different from before. Without any foreplay, without giving Ning Meng any mental preparation, Shen Lang, the moment he touched Ning Meng's delicate body, seemed impatient and entered the beauty's body, then began to move wildly…
“Ah—”
Ning Meng, caught off guard by this sudden attack, was in so much pain she almost ground her teeth to powder. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, her whole body trembling as she clung to Shen Lang, letting him penetrate her body again and again. Her consciousness blurred instantly, her mind filled with only one thought: why did her ethereal body hurt so much…
The most primal and purest primordial energy began to emerge from the mysterious petals, constantly flowing rapidly back and forth at their point of union. After completing a cycle within Ning Meng's body, it entered her body. Each cycle seemed to take away a bit of life force from Ning Meng's body, while the energy within Shen Lang's body began to increase rapidly. As time passed, Ning Meng's body slowly weakened. Shen Lang seemed to notice this phenomenon, but he was now powerless. He felt he was kidnapped by that mysterious petal, only able to mechanically perform those actions, tormenting Ning Meng to the point of near death, her life force growing weaker and weaker.
"Am I really going to drain her dry?"
For the first time, Shen Lang felt an intense loathing for this mysterious petal. Although it had once brought him many good books, now, the mysterious petal was murdering the woman he loved, and he was powerless to stop it.
Shen Lang was also suffering greatly. On one hand, he was enduring the backflow of external energy, and on the other hand, it was uncontrollably drawing away Ning Meng's virgin essence. With the two energies combined, Shen Lang felt as if his body was about to explode at any moment. His recently forcibly expanded meridians seemed unable to withstand such fierce energy, stretched to their limit and becoming almost transparent. The pain was indescribable. The situation inside the sea of consciousness continued. It seemed to have been going on for a long time, but to the outside world, the whole process only took a few seconds. Except for the parties involved, everyone could imagine that so much had happened in just a few seconds. ...
As a powerful level 7 ability user, Hanayagi Taro suddenly sensed that the energy within Shen Lang's body was rapidly increasing. This was definitely not a normal energy boost, but rather something like plunder... Yes, plunder!
Hanayagi Taro was filled with curiosity. What kind of technique was this, this "hunter's delight"? China truly lived up to its reputation as a great nation, with countless extraordinary individuals and techniques! The higher the level of a master, the stronger their desire for power. Hanayagi Taro wondered if he could learn this technique and become the top master in Japan in a short time.
Curiosity and greed made the arrogant Hanayagi Taro temporarily abandon his attack on Shen Lang. If he had acted now, Shen Lang and Ning Meng would have been annihilated. However, Hanayagi Taro was too overconfident. He didn't choose to act; his covetousness for the technique caused him to miss the best opportunity to eliminate Shen Lang. Instead, he thought about how to capture the Chinese man alive, extract the secret of the technique, and then cut off his head as a sacrifice to the empire's warriors. ...
The passion and madness in his sea of consciousness continued. With tears of heartache, Shen Lang involuntarily thrust in and out of Ning Meng's body. If he had a way, he would not hesitate to kill himself to stop this cruel extraction and plunder. Ning Meng was also in tears, tears of pain, tears of happiness, and tears of impending release. With her increasingly weak body, she desperately tried to meet the thrusts of her beloved man, each moan releasing her final emotions.
Shen Lang felt his meridians gradually being repaired, the surging energy slowly calming down, like a wild horse being tamed, flowing through his increasingly solid meridians.
Shen Lang vaguely felt that this surge of energy had increased his strength by at least 100 times.
Then, something that delighted Shen Lang happened: he noticed Ning Meng's vitality gradually recovering, quickly returning to its original level. However, this trend didn't stop; it continued to rise. "What's going on?"
Shen Lang couldn't understand, but he knew it was a good thing. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, enjoying this rare opportunity, controlling the energy to continuously circulate between them.
"I can control my energy now?"
This discovery filled Shen Lang with even greater joy. He knew that the greatest crisis had passed, and he had regained control of his body.
"Mengmeng, how are you feeling?"
Although he was certain that Ning Meng was alright, Shen Lang couldn't help but ask.
"Bad...no, good...I feel so happy now..."
Ning Meng's mind gradually cleared, and the intense pain in her lips had subsided. Now, more and more pleasure enveloped and overwhelmed her. Her heart trembled and throbbed...it was a wonderful feeling that words could not describe. "I don't know exactly what happened just now, but...my power seems to have increased several times over!"
Shen Lang said excitedly. What puzzled and relieved him even more was that Hanayagi Taro hadn't taken the opportunity to attack. What had he been doing for so long?
Actually, Shen Lang had misunderstood Hanayagi Taro. He hadn't noticed that time in his sea of consciousness seemed to be out of sync with the outside world. Shen Lang felt as if tens of minutes or even hours had passed, while only less than a minute had passed outside. Hanayagi Taro hesitated for a moment, and that short time had already passed.
"You bad guy, my power seems to have increased quite a bit too! I don't know why, but I can clearly feel it's more than what I gained from cultivating for over ten years. How strange!"
Ning Meng said excitedly, her heart overflowing with satisfaction and gratitude. Her response to Shen Lang became increasingly wild, almost taking the initiative. The increase in energy gradually stabilized and slowly stopped, but the good things happening in her sea of consciousness didn't stop. The two audacious individuals continued their relentless pursuit, seemingly forgetting they were still on a battlefield.
In fact, this wasn't physical intercourse, but the soul-stirring pleasure was countless times more intense than real physical intercourse.
Shen Lang had never experienced such intense pleasure before, cultivating Ning Meng's fertile land like a tireless machine.
In the entanglement of tongues and limbs, the fusion of spirit and flesh allowed them to ignore everything around them. Unconsciously, Shen Lang's sea of consciousness expanded more than tenfold, the spacious area resembling a soft, large bed. The two, deeply immersed in passion, frantically made love on that unique bed, clinging to each other desperately. Every inch of Ning Meng's skin was irresistible to Shen Lang, every kiss from her intoxicated him, every moan sent his soul soaring. The indescribable satisfaction and excitement made Shen Lang feel he could give up his life for the beauty beneath him. Ning Meng's eyes
were slightly closed, fully enjoying the feeling of Shen Lang penetrating her body. It was an incomparably satisfying and joyful feeling, one that no words could describe even a fraction of its exquisite beauty.
Soon, with Shen Lang's "help," Ning Meng reached her first true peak. With a high-pitched chant, Ning Meng released her primordial yin energy for the first time. The primordial yin energy, containing the essence of her life, was instantly absorbed by Shen Lang, and the abundant energy instantly boosted Shen Lang's cultivation level once again...
Having withdrawn from that great battle, Shen Lang finally regained his composure, feeling deeply ashamed. He had done such a thing without reason before the battle, and it was fortunate that it was within his sea of consciousness, otherwise everyone would have seen it.
Examining his body, Shen Lang was pleasantly surprised to find that he no longer needed hand seals to instantly activate his special abilities. The conversion between the five elements was now much more effortless, without any stagnation. Now, he could almost be considered a master of all five elements. With a slight shift in his will, a strange, deep purple flame appeared in Shen Lang's palm. The restrained yet powerful energy fluctuations astonished Shen Lang; he had no doubt about the immense destructive power contained within.
Hanayagi Taro saw the small, deep purple flame in Shen Lang's palm from afar and suddenly felt a surge of danger. His pupils shrank to pinpoints, and he let out a surprised cry as a sense of crisis overwhelmed him.
Hanayagi Taro felt a pang of regret; he knew he had missed the best opportunity to eliminate this Chinese man.
But it was too late now. Hanayagi Taro dared not let his guard down for a moment, wanting to strike first while his opponent was still unsettled.
Hanayagi Taro leaped into the air, his wide samurai robe billowing in the wind, making him appear like a soaring eagle. With his movement, surging energy rapidly gathered around him, forming a massive vortex. The fierce winds around him seemed to uproot all the trees and rocks on the mountainside, viciously sweeping away everything in their path.
Shen Lang calmed himself and watched Hanayagi Taro's movements. Even from afar, he could feel the power of the vortex, almost making him lose his footing. The violent gale, carrying debris, relentlessly attacked Shen Lang, forcing him to raise his energy shield to its limit in a desperate struggle.
Such formidable power!
Shen Lang felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Although his power had increased significantly again, he realized there was still a considerable gap between him and the expert before him. The scales of victory were not tipping in his favor…

Chapter 316 Death by Explosion
Hanayagi Taro muttered incantations, and soon, clouds appeared out of nowhere in the sky. The thick, black clouds, as inky as ink, churned and rose continuously. Before long, lightning flashed and thunder roared, a fierce wind arose, terrifying the mountains and fields, and changing the color of the sky and earth.
The black clouds churned wildly, and the gale rose from the ground, making people sway precariously. Trees and rocks on the mountain were blown up and swirled into the air.
Then, bolts of lightning as thick as a child's arm appeared in the sky, instantly illuminating the surrounding area for hundreds of feet as bright as day, making it difficult to open one's eyes. Coupled with the deafening thunder, it was like the prelude to a violent storm, its power terrifying. Shen Lang's
expression grew increasingly serious. He could feel the boundless energy contained within those bolts of lightning; if struck by one, the only outcome would be utter annihilation. Then, Hanayagi Taro shouted in broken Mandarin, "Chinese superhuman, if you choose to surrender, I will spare your life; otherwise, prepare to taste the power of the celestial lightning!"
Shen Lang naturally ignored Hanayagi Taro's words. At this moment, Shen Lang channeled his energy to its limit, ready to counter the so-called "celestial lightning." Shen Lang had little experience in combat and had never fought against an electric-type superhuman before; he could only passively defend.
Suddenly, an energy control method from the Bone Refining Technique surfaced in Shen Lang's mind: Devour!
Yes, absorption!
The five elements of energy can be transformed into one another. Since they can transform into each other within the body, they can also transform into each other outside the body. This is similar to, but different from, phagocytes in the human body. Phagocytes in the human body simply kill bacteria, viruses, or diseased cells that invade the body, and then the body excretes the waste. Energy absorption, however, is different. It can assimilate the energy of other systems in an instant, making it part of one's own energy, or even using it for one's own benefit. It is somewhat similar to the principle of Ren Woxing's Star-Absorbing Technique, except that the opponent's energy does not need to enter one's body. This absorption process can be completed externally!
Although he had never tried it before, he had no choice but to try anything under these circumstances. So, Shen Lang rapidly circulated his internal energy, experimenting hundreds of times per second. This high-intensity energy exertion quickly left him drenched in sweat…
Hanayagi Taro, unable to get a reply from Shen Lang, grew extremely annoyed. He clasped his hands together, then suddenly opened them and swung them violently. A bolt of lightning, as thick as a bowl, carrying the force of thunder and lightning, struck straight down at Shen Lang with incredible speed, arriving in a flash. Shen Lang reacted in an instant. The small purple flame in his hand expanded hundreds of times in a flash, becoming the size of a parachute. Then, Shen Lang pushed with both hands, sending the enormous purple flame floating lightly towards the descending lightning.
The flame was extremely strange; its speed appeared slow but was actually incredibly fast, quickly colliding with the terrifyingly thick bolt of lightning.
"Boom—"
"Crackling—"
The two energies collided rapidly, like two mountains colliding. A deafening roar followed, sparks flew, energy swirled, and a circular shockwave spread outwards at a speed of hundreds of meters per second. The surrounding mountains were struck by the turbulent energy, resulting in violent explosions. Large swathes of rock collapsed, and several ninjas who couldn't dodge were blasted to pieces, then quickly incinerated by the intense flames. Even more terrifying for Hanayagi Taro was what happened next: the purple flame, upon encountering the celestial lightning, not only didn't completely dissipate, but it quickly tamed its own lightning. Thick bolts of lightning drilled into the purple flame, but never emerged, while the flame continued to expand.
The lightning vanished, and the purple flame, now dozens of times larger, charged towards Hanayagi Taro with a ferocious aura, its speed matching that of the lightning.
Hanayagi Taro was startled and exclaimed, "Devour?"
Shen Lang sneered, "I didn't expect you to recognize its value. It is indeed Devour!"
Hanayagi Taro's expression changed several times. He quickly dodged while roaring, "Chinese, despicable and treacherous!"
Shen Lang flew into the air, stepping on a black cloud. His clothes fluttered in the strong wind. He finally regained a glimmer of hope for victory. He couldn't help but burst into wild laughter and mocked, "You Japanese dwarfs, you are indeed noble, but why don't you stay in your own pigsty? What are you doing on the land of despicable and treacherous people?"
In fact, Hanayagi Taro had nowhere to hide, because some of this energy was his. Like an old horse familiar with the way, it attacked Hanayagi Taro directly, like a missile equipped with a tracking system. Hanayagi Taro's face turned extremely ugly. This was the first time he had been so embarrassed since his debut. What was even more infuriating was that some of the energy was actually his own, which was like slapping himself in the face. No one would feel good in that situation, especially with more than a dozen juniors around. Hanayagi Taro's hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, instantly creating dozens of energy shields in front of him. Like a motor running at full power, his robes billowed and his hair flew wildly. He strained until his face turned red and black, veins bulged on his forehead, and his long scars became even more ferocious and terrifying.
At this moment, the purple flames split in two like a multi-pronged missile. One of the larger ones circled around without slowing down and rushed towards Hanayagi Taro from behind, while the smaller one still flew towards him from the front.
Mei Chuan Nei Ku roared in Japanese, desperate to rush over, but time was clearly running out. Hanayagi Taro paled again, feeling overwhelmed and unable to redeploy his protective shields. He had transferred most of the dozens of layers of shields in front of him to his back, preparing to withstand the seemingly heavy blow head-on.
At this moment, Shen Lang shouted, "You old Japanese boar, you've been tricked! Beautiful things are always useless. That energy behind you is just an empty shell; it can't even kill a three-year-old!"
Hanayagi Taro's expression changed drastically again upon hearing this. He watched helplessly as the energy in front of him struck him. Several thin energy shields were shattered in less than a second, and then the abundant energy, almost undamaged, struck Hanayagi Taro's chest. "No—"
Hanayagi Taro roared in despair, a bowl-sized hole punched into his chest, blood gushing out. But the blood was immediately swallowed by the scorching flames, leaving not a trace of ash.
The energy, after piercing Hanayagi Taro's chest, continued its relentless advance, as if possessing a spirit, devouring eight ninjas before finally transforming into a ball of ordinary flame, burning fiercely.
Hanayagi Taro screamed in horrific agony. Aside from the gaping hole in his chest, his body was almost entirely charred, his beard gone, resembling a long, burnt potato.
Hanayagi Taro, worthy of being a level 7 ninja with supernatural abilities, not only survived such severe injuries but could still stand. Now, however, he was utterly enraged. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he roared, "Body Explosion Technique, Rise!"
With that, Hanayagi Taro's body began to expand rapidly, like an inflated balloon, quickly becoming transparent, revealing his flesh and bones—a truly horrifying sight. Mei Chuan screamed in terror, though it was unclear what he was saying; it was probably some kind of plea.
Hanayagi Taro laughed maniacally, "Mei Chuan, it's our duty to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor! Come to hell with me, hahaha, hahahahaha..."
Not only Shen Lang, but even Ning Meng could feel the terror. Her face paled as she cried out, "Bad guy, run! That guy's probably about to unleash his ultimate attack!"
Shen Lang also sensed something was wrong; the old man was going to fight to the death. In fact, before Ning Meng could even finish her sentence, he had already begun to flee. Ning Meng continued, "You bad guy, hurry up! This thing is terrifying! I once heard my mother say that the Exploding Body Technique is something we Chinese invented. It was forbidden to practice because it was too cruel, so it was later passed on to Japan. It was regarded as the ultimate secret technique by Japanese ninjas. When casting the spell, one's own body is used as a medium. Filled with massive external energy, it becomes a pure energy furnace. After the body explodes, every drop of blood contains enormous energy, shooting outwards at three times the speed of sound. Those with slightly weaker skills will explode and die if they come into contact with even a little bit, becoming part of the blood-colored energy. It's somewhat similar to the energy absorption you just used."
Shen Lang secretly thought that this was bad. The guy who invented this technique was too monstrous. He dared not be careless. He circulated the energy in his body to the extreme, raising the speed to the maximum. The intense friction with the air had already made his clothes catch fire, like a scorching fireball.
Now, only one of Hanayagi Taro's heads remained intact as he grinned savagely, "You stupid Chinese pigs, it's too late, hahahaha..."
"Boom—"
A deafening explosion followed, and a rain of blood instantly spread outwards at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. The remaining dozen or so ninjas instantly exploded one after another, the blood mist in the sky thickening, like a crimson Satan spreading in all directions.
Hanayagi Taro's attack focused on Shen Lang, deliberately directing his main attack in the direction Shen Lang had fled. Even after fleeing nearly 5 kilometers, Shen Lang was still caught by the incredibly fast blood mist.
"Bang..."
Shen Lang felt as if his back had been struck by countless hammers simultaneously, almost losing his mind. Taking advantage of a sliver of clarity, Shen Lang had no choice but to pull himself into his sea of consciousness, desperately reinforcing the outer walls of the space with the power of his life essence.
The space within her consciousness, like a small boat, drifted in the blood mist, threatening to explode at any moment. The two people inside had already been knocked unconscious, but their bodies were tightly intertwined, curled up in a ball. A faint flow of primordial energy constantly circulated between them, evenly distributing their life force and prolonging their weakened lives…

Chapter 317: Beauty in the Deep Mountains
After an unknown amount of time, Ning Meng awoke from her unconsciousness. She shook her still-drowsy head and slowly opened her eyes, taking a long time to adjust to the surrounding light.
This place seemed to be a primeval forest, surrounded by ancient trees and various unnamed plants that completely blocked out the sky. Occasionally, a ray of light would shine down, but the ground was densely packed with plants, leaving almost no gaps.
Ning Meng quickly recalled what had happened, her heart filled with inexplicable terror. She hadn't died, and wasn't even seriously injured, only suffering a few minor scrapes. Although her clothes were disheveled and she looked like a madwoman, she was actually alright. But… Ning Meng suddenly thought of Shen Lang. Where was the bad guy? Where did he go?
Looking around, there was no trace of Shen Lang. The more Ning Meng thought about it, the more frightened and worried she became. She couldn't help but shout at the
top of her lungs, "Bad guy, where are you… Bad guy, come out! If you scare me again, I'll kill myself!" Not seeing Shen Lang, Ning Meng felt a deep despair, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She swayed and struggled to her feet, searching her surroundings. Suddenly, she felt a hazy energy emanating from her sea of consciousness, spreading slowly outwards from her body. Everything around her appeared clearly in her mind, as if filmed by a high-definition camera.
Could this be the legendary divine sense?
The ability to extend one's divine sense outside the body is a sign of a significant increase in cultivation and strength, but Ning Meng felt no excitement whatsoever. Her entire focus was on Shen Lang, and she wouldn't entertain any other thoughts until she found him and confirmed he was still alive. Since her divine sense could extend outside her body, Ning Meng decided to make the most of it, carefully controlling it to spread outwards, meticulously searching for Shen Lang's whereabouts. However,
Ning Meng's cultivation was far inferior to Shen Lang's; her divine sense could only extend about ten meters at most. Beyond that distance, Ning Meng felt a splitting headache and unbearable pain. She could only extend forward step by step, searching inch by inch.
This place, resembling a primeval forest, was densely wooded with countless vines and shrubs, offering no clear paths and making Ning Meng's movement extremely difficult. It took her five minutes to cover ten meters!
The beautiful woman was enraged, her expression turning frenzied. She unleashed a torrent of violent energy from her palms, like a chainsaw, snapping vines and blasting through bushes in her wake, resembling a road-clearing machine, using this almost barbaric method to carve a path for herself. Soon, Shen Lang's image appeared in Ning Meng's mind. The woman immediately stopped her savage path-clearing, slowly parting the dense undergrowth, and finally saw Shen Lang.
Shen Lang lay naked in a patch of grass, his once powerful body now almost completely shattered, covered in brown blood, with bones visible in many places. White, rotting flesh lay exposed at the wounds, and no more blood flowed; it was as if all the blood had drained away.
Ning Meng was immediately terrified, her face turning deathly pale. She stumbled and crawled towards him.
Shen Lang's body was still cold. Ning Meng, filled with despair, tremblingly reached out her small hand to check Shen Lang's breath… He was still breathing!
This discovery rekindled Ning Meng's hope. Although Shen Lang's breath was very weak, it was still a lifeline. After their spiritual connection in the spiritual space, Ning Meng's most primal bone meridians had been opened within her body, and Shen Lang's life force energy had merged with hers. Ning Meng's current abilities were not weak.
Ning Meng cautiously extended a wisp of her divine sense into Shen Lang's body. She discovered that not only was his external body severely injured, but his internal organs were also almost completely shattered. His bones and meridians were broken, and almost all his organs were destroyed. He clung to life, sustained only by his tenacious willpower. "
He's not dead," Ning Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing her beloved's tragic state, tears streamed down her face, and she finally broke down in a loud sob. Ning Meng was almost stunned. She didn't know what to do, as if she were about to lose something most precious to her. The heartache was unbearable. She had never experienced anything like this before. The fear of separation and death gripped her tightly. Besides crying, she knew almost nothing else to do.
Although Ning Meng had gained a considerable amount of energy from Shen Lang, significantly increasing her cultivation, she knew nothing about using energy to heal.
Suddenly, Ning Meng, whose senses were now many times more acute, sensed a human presence. At that moment, that presence was approaching at a speed of 10 meters per second.
So fast! Ning Meng was extremely surprised. To advance at such a height in this dense, impenetrable primeval forest was no small feat. Ning Meng felt a mixture of worry and hope; she worried the other party was hostile, but if they weren't bad people, Shen Lang would have hope.
However, unable to ascertain their identity, Ning Meng decided to avoid them for the time being.
Having made up her mind, Ning Meng carefully carried Shen Lang on her back, then leaped onto a dense tree, concealing all her life force except for a wisp of her divine sense to observe the movements below.
Approaching swiftly were two people, or more precisely, two beautiful women. Their images were clearly transmitted to Ning Meng's brain through her divine sense. One was a beautiful young girl of about thirteen or fourteen, while the other appeared to be a woman around thirty years old.
To Ning Meng's surprise, both women were exceptionally beautiful, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns. Their ethereal beauty was like that of celestial fairies. Although they wore coarse clothing of indistinguishable material and had their hair styled in the simplest way, they possessed a breathtaking, innate beauty, like figures from a painting. If Ning Meng weren't a staunch atheist, she would have thought she had encountered fox spirits. Perhaps only such secluded mountains could nurture such ethereal and exquisite grace!
Upon closer inspection, the two beauties, one tall and one short, even bore a resemblance in their features; they were likely either mother and daughter or sisters!
Two beautiful women walked straight towards the spot, talking as they went. The stunningly beautiful young woman said, "Mother, I sensed two life forms nearby. One was brimming with vitality, while the other seemed almost lifeless... But now it seems to have suddenly disappeared. It's so strange." The elegant young woman said, "Qin'er, are you sure they weren't bad people? Mother and you have finally had this peaceful life all these years, and I don't want it disturbed."
The stunningly beautiful young woman named Qin'er said, "Mother, I'm sure they weren't bad people. I can tell from the information emanating from these blades of grass and trees. Those two must have a very good relationship, because the one brimming with vitality seemed very sad, so sad that he almost wanted to die with the other. They must have been very good to each other, just like the relationship between Qin'er and Mother, but also different. I don't know why.
" The beautiful young woman said, "It must be. Those two are probably lovers. Love and family affection are quite different, so the messages conveyed by those little grasses are also different." Qin'er asked, "Mom, what does love feel like?"
The beautiful young woman said, "You'll know when you grow up."
Qin'er said unhappily, "Mom always says that. Whenever I ask why, Mom always says I'll know when I grow up. I'm not a little kid anymore."
The beautiful young woman said, "Of course Mom wouldn't lie to you. It's pointless to tell you now. By the way, didn't you say someone was seriously injured? Let's find them quickly, it won't be good if we delay treatment."
As she spoke, the mother and daughter landed, clearly having found the place where Shen Lang had been. Ning Meng had been in a hurry when she hid, and there was no time to erase the traces. Besides, she had just frantically destroyed so many plants and trees, so there was no use in hiding it. The words of the beautiful young woman only fueled Ning Meng's anxiety. She was torn between revealing herself and the mother and daughter. While she was fairly certain they weren't bad people, she couldn't be too afraid of the worst. Ning Meng had to be extremely cautious, observing the mother and daughter's rapid approach; their cultivation levels were undoubtedly far higher than hers.
Ning Meng was torn between two conflicting emotions, her mind racing. She had already concealed all her aura, but in her distracted state, a slight crack appeared in her concentration.
Ning Meng's mind barely opened a crack before the beautiful little girl, Qin'er, immediately exclaimed, "Mommy, I sensed their presence again! It was just a fleeting moment, but Qin'er still found it. It's actually a beautiful older sister!"
The pretty young woman said, "Really? They must have been hiding. It's good that we were being cautious."
Qin'er called out in a sweet voice, "Sister, please come out! My mother and I aren't bad people. I know that older brother urgently needs treatment. Qin'er knows a little about medicine. Please come out, okay?"
Ning Meng hesitated for a long time, then decided to take a gamble. If Shen Lang didn't get treatment, he would die sooner or later. If he died, there was no point in living. Even if the mother and daughter were bad people, what difference did it make whether they died sooner or later? But looking at their appearance, how could people with such ethereal and elegant temperament be bad people? If they really were bad people, she would accept her fate. Being killed by such beautiful bad people wouldn't be so bad.
After much deliberation, Ning Meng finally jumped down from the tree with Shen Lang on her back.
Ning Meng and Shen Lang's miserable and disheveled appearance startled the beautiful mother and daughter, especially the little beauty Qin'er, who cried out and instinctively hid behind her mother, her eyes filled with undisguised fear.
The beautiful young woman remained relatively calm, offering a slight smile that was like a sudden burst of spring blossoms, brushing against Ning Meng's heart, seemingly conveying the message, "Don't worry, sister, we're not bad people."
Ning Meng finally felt somewhat relieved and managed a faint smile in response…

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