"I am not anyone's appendage, An Ning, I've never been yours."

Ji Jue told her word by word: "I don't like you."

"..."

In the brief silence, An Ning seemed stunned, her lips trembled slightly.

Frozen.

"That's so annoying, Ji Jue, you're making me sound like a brat..."

Ji Jue did not respond, his expression remained unchanged, unperturbed.

Such an expression, unmoved by any external object...

"Truly annoying," An Ning said.

"Mm."

"So utterly annoying!" An Ning's voice rose.

"Mm."

Ji Jue nodded, drew his knife, and stabbed it into her mended, shattered heart, down to the hilt.

The slender bone knife strangely disappeared.

Yet that heart inexplicably began to beat again.

On instinct, An Ning wanted to struggle to her feet, but she had no strength left, only able to watch as Ji Jue stood up and picked her up.

The body of Little Ox crumbled, transforming again, abandoning many cumbersome parts, becoming tattered armor.

Like this, Ji Jue placed her inside the cockpit, finally extending his hand to ruffle her hair, as if comforting her, telling her:

"If I die, it's fine, you mustn't die."

Clang!

The hatch closed, the armor extended its hand, lifted Ji Jue, and once more sped off into the distance.

Almost there.

He calculated the distance, understanding.

It's so close!

.

BOOM!!!

At this moment, on Kunwu, above the blood rain, thunder resounded shockingly through the darkened sky.

A gigantic hand emerged from the starlight, covering the heavens, distantly locking onto Ji Jue's position under the blood rain... without hesitation, it slammed down!

But immediately, it halted abruptly.

Paused in midair.

Beyond Kunwu, in the yellow sands of Longyuan, an elder holding the Heavenly Craft Staff suddenly turned back, looking behind him.

The two figures that had appeared behind him at some unknown time.

Gender, appearance, age, height, and build, two middle-aged men seemingly cast from the same mold, with the same curiosity and the same smile.

Peeking around.

"How strange, Old Deng," the man on the left asked: "Why didn't you press it?"

The man on the right asked: "Is it because you don't like it?"

The elder's expression changed, his pupils contracted for a moment, and he swiftly retreated, fully on guard.

"Desert Market's Twin Fingers... An Neng and An De?"

"Please call people by their full names."

The man on the left raised his hand, adding: "An De Guang Xia Qian Wan Jian!"

The man on the right straightened his chest, introduced himself: "An Neng Cui Mei Zhe Yao Shi Quan Gui!"

"..."

For a moment, the elder's expression twitched, almost wanting to curse.

Damn, like they're mentally ill!

That old thing from the An Family, afraid that children's names would be inconvenient if taken by others? One name more ridiculous than the next!

"You people from the An Family are truly like haunting spirits..."

"Can't be helped."

An De sighed: "When a child goes out, uncles need to be cautious, can't let her get harmed."

An Neng nodded: "But it's okay, we're not close to her, go ahead and act."

"Mm, that's right."

An De also nodded, as if it was to be expected: "If she dies, we'll avenge her."

"Lv Yingyue is in trouble now, yet you're still diving into troubled waters?" The elder's expression became even gloomier.

The two still wore the same faces.

An De said: "It's a job for money, not embarrassing."

An Neng also nodded: "We're just taking money to deal with those trying to intervene and flip the table, if you don't act, we naturally won't act either."

"..."

The elder stayed silent for a moment, suddenly said: "If the employer dies, the task is naturally left incomplete, how about we each go our own way, you take your family's kid, I only kill the craftsman."

He paused, warning: "Understand clearly, if left uncontrolled, that candidate Hunter Finger of your generation will die!"

"Indeed."

"Yes, what a pity."

An De and An Neng exchanged a look, resignedly shrugged, sighed and lamented: "After all, we're family, must care for each other. Being uncles, we're elders, seeing this is worrisome."

What a shame, it's useless to worry.

"Her wolf, we can't take."

"Yes, yes, but if she dies, it naturally wasn't us taking it, then!"

"Yes, yes," An De wholeheartedly agreed.

But An Neng furrowed his brow, looked over: "But properly accounting between brothers, whose wolf is it?"

The two shared a look, suddenly broke into smiles: "Then by the old rule, whoever gets it keeps it!"

The two identical faces spoke in turns, as they were about to act, the elder already felt dizzy and faint.

Now his blood pressure couldn't help but spike.

Damn White Deer!!!!

The An Family people, every one of them damn well has some major illness! A major illness!!!

From the beginning until now, these two morons had nothing about caring and loving each other, the next generation's seed is almost dead, yet they couldn't care less, only thinking about that wolf!

More important than family love, is respect among hunters.

Hunter Fingers are incompatible.

At this moment, outside the wilderness, the hunters waited, waited for another hunter to return, or for themselves to go to the hunting ground.

The climbing dust would eventually settle.

Victory and defeat emerging gradually from the blood rain.

"Really strange, not running anymore?"

On the speeding Ba Snake, the expression of the wolf mutant suddenly shifted subtly, looking toward the canyon among the distant mountains, and the battered armor quietly bathing in the blood rain.

And Ji Jue, sitting in the blood rain with a folding stool.

Expressionless, attending to his wounds, like repairing a machine, methodical, fluent and smooth.

Waiting quietly.

Lifting his head, glancing toward the furious, roaring Ba Snake afar, he raised his chin.

"Much slower than expected."

Such contemptuous overlooking, as if at that moment he was the one at the highest point, naturally arrogant and indifferent, mocking all challenges.

Is it a ruse of overconfidence, or the composure of already having victory in hand?

Truly hard to distinguish.

But those undisguised cold eyes, inexplicably made the wolf mutant's hackles rise, instinctively uneasy.

A purer aura than even itself flowed from the mutated blood rain, entwining around Ji Jue.

In fleeting bizarre flashes of electricity, it lit up the shadows behind him.

The shades swayed, writhed, hungry and ferocious like wolves!

Another wolf?!

No, not even yet transformed by the mutation, not even a subordinate of the White Deer... this damn is obviously a craftsman, but now, seems like beloved of all Great Evils in this world.

Unknown how many cultists devoted to evil could be driven to envy by the revelation of Great Sin Divine Essence from that liberated spiritual essence, then undisguisedly absorbing the pollution from the blood rain, bolstering itself.

When darkness shattered with thunder again, in that fleeting pale, fierce light, it illuminated the intricate spiritual circuit beneath his feet.

The mercury flowed, reflecting iron light, actually like a living thing, rooted in mutated pollution, growing independently, radiating outward. Among them, one Great Sin Emblem after another slowly emerged, so clearly and grandly, as if reflected here from beneath a vortex!

Compared to them, the Holy Emblems and totems circulated by the Evil Cult are nothing but non-biodegradable waste!

And now, the essence of numerous Great Evils, emerged and outlined beneath the blood rain, so vibrant and lofty as if mirroring from the current world's vortex!

"Judging the time, it's about right."

Under the blood rain, Ji Jue murmured softly, tilting his head, glancing at the distant suspicious, wary Ba Snake, Wolf Mutated, and Yue Chen, full of confusion: "I'm waiting for my cooldown, what are you waiting for?"

He raised his left hand.

A crisp bell sound rang out from the distance, echoing in the blood rain.

--Soul Summoning Bell!

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