Boom!

The nearby silhouette was mercilessly ripped apart, Wen Su dissipated, appeared again, and after shattering once more, was reborn yet again.

Just like relentless resentful spirits, so close.

Yet so longing and affectionate.

"Come home, sister, everyone misses you so much."

She spread her arms, humbly pleading: "After you left, those brothers and sisters who only did bad things have all been killed by me, and the younger ones surely wouldn't dare oppose.

As long as you're willing to apologize, Dad will definitely forgive you, and we can all be joyfully together, okay?

Just like before!"

Wen Su looked at her eagerly: "I can protect you now!"

But the answer given to her was only a cold, indifferent expression from beginning to end.

"There's nothing to discuss between us, Wen Su, if you truly care about that bit of sisterly bond from back then, stop talking nonsense!"

"I won't go back with you!"

Wen Wen took a deep breath, Circle Realm completely isolating the inside from the outside, and in her hands, a beautiful Crystal Spear appeared, intertwined with Dragon Fire, its killing intent fierce:

"What you should be thinking is whether you can still return alive to that filthy pit!"

"Tsk!"

That expectant smile collapsed.

Gradually turned cold, gradually became gloomy.

"I know, it must be them deceiving you, right? Those people's sweet talks, telling you about friendship, future, some nonsense responsibility and bonds..."

Wen Su squeezed her voice through her teeth: "I knew it, they will do anything to use you, sister!"

"Aren't you just like that?!"

Wen Wen sneered, "Who was it that wanted to control me on the first day of awakening?"

"I'm different!"

The girl suddenly erupted in rage, as though a dark spirit ripped off its disguise, revealing its resentment and true face, shouting: "I'm the one who truly cares about you, sister! I'm the only one who wouldn't harm you, you only need me, sister! Why do you always defy me!"

She paused for a moment, her expression quickly twisted: "I understand, once those bad things are gone, sister, you'll definitely regain your clarity, right?"

"Wen Su!!!"

"It's okay, letting go isn't easy, I can help you!"

Wen Su cheered up, danced with joy, her eyes lit up once more: "Once we kill them all, you'll definitely change your mind, right?!

Don't worry, I'll make sure they die miserably, regret everything they ever did to you, that Tanya little brat, that Anna little punk, and that Zhang old fart!"

Her lips curved slowly, overjoyed: "Oh right, and that craftsman you care about, that fool who likes to jump into the mud pit for others, you care about him, don't you?"

Wen Su laughed:

"—Then let's start with him!"

"..."

Silence, sudden and complete.

Wen Wen's movements paused, her original furious expression froze on her face, gradually transforming into a complex and indistinct expression.

As if disdainful, yet seemingly...

Compassionate?

In that moment, Wen Su's laughter stiffened on the spot, as though frozen, her figure began to flicker violently, and then, involuntarily, she bent over.

—Ugh!

Bright crimson spewed forth!

Bang!

In the darkness, Wen Wen tilted her head, lighting the cigarette at her mouth, took a deep breath.

Exhaled slowly.

As if watching a performance, leisurely savoring the scene before her.

Yes, that's the taste.

.

.

Bang!

The moment the silhouette appeared behind, Ji Jue, without hesitation, struck her on the forehead with a sword!

And then another sword, another sword, again and again!

Shattered the skull, pierced the throat, severed the hands, cut off the legs, fixed the body, one Spiritual Sword of Chun Jun after another, instantly turned her into a porcupine!

Otherwise?

Chat casually, wait for a magical transformation like Balala Little Fairy?

What's the point of wasting words!

Beautiful scenery, pleasant weather, shouldn't a jump strike come first?

"Truly interesting."

Ji Jue sighed softly, overlooking that stunned distorted face, returning the words, "Didn't expect, that in this world, there are people like this..."

Using your Heart Core, dare to enter the furnace of Ember?

You truly don't know what non-aggression means!

No matter Descent Spirit, Divine Split, Projection, or Soul Travel...

—Die!

Boom!!!

In the blink of an eye, lines of spiritual swords piercing through the figure violently shook, revealing the crimson of Pan Ying, the spirit of Chun Jun, the solemnity of Pan Ying, intertwining and sharpening each other, exploding!

Dissociation Technique·Jing Zhen!

The sound of cracking was endless, that astonished face rapidly twisted, screaming out loud.

Clearly just a illusory projection evolved from a strand of my own spirit quality, yet within this ravaging, it felt as though tens of thousands of swords pierced the heart, even my own consciousness violently shook.

Nearly torn.

...Too outrageous!

Like attacking a reflection in the mirror yet the damage appears on the body, totally irrational, but alas, our Nine Types are just like that!

This is the confidence Chun Jun brings me!

The sword of Ascension, emerging from self-awareness and obsession, is meant to slash at you lot who tamper with consciousness and perception. As long as there's any link above spiritual quality or perception, you can't escape!

"You..."

Under the penetration of numerous blades, that remarkably fair and delicate face rapidly twisted, about to speak, when Ji Jue grabbed a Chun Jun and thrust it directly into her throat.

What are you trying to say? Just don't speak!

Face-to-face is face-to-face, use your heart to feel!

Without hesitation, without delay, any invasion or intrusion into the domain of a workshop is the most straightforward challenge to a craftsman, even my teacher wouldn't intrude into a student's private domain without notice, let alone you?

Who the hell are you, with a stench of Heart Core!

Back when I was with Superior, Heart Core never came. You arrived rather smoothly. Didn't you see the sign saying Heart Core and dogs aren't allowed?

No sense at all!

It's likely this person in front of me is the mastermind behind those terrorists from White Country, isn't the one who escaped Heart Core?

Doesn't matter if there's no proof, it perfectly proves your suspiciousness!

It's all Heart Core's doing!

Ji Jue's movements never stop, pulling hard!

With the effort wasted in idle chatting, a whole set of materials has been dealt with. If there's anything to say or misunderstand, let's talk once you're on my dissecting table!

In the massive echo, a surplus of Mercury Vapor danced in the workshop, rapidly solidifying, extracting all spiritual quality within the domain, absorbing, while searching for all living things...

Is it rats?

And bugs and birds?

Ji Jue looked up, gazing towards the sky, beyond the heavens, where something hung, resembling a tiny black dot, imperceptible—that's the fulcrum of Heart Core's Descent Spirit.

No problem, kill them all!

Ji Jue flicked his fingers, in the New Spring, immediately a turret rose, a shot, effortlessly turning the bird into sludge. Then, gathered all the rats and bugs under control, Mercury circulated, pierced the brain, then completely paralyzed the limbs while forcefully sustaining life.

Trying to escape?

Not so easily!

The shattered illusion suddenly exploded, gathered again, countless streams of light, blood-stained eyes looked at Ji Jue, effortlessly aroused hatred and fear, then rapidly transformed into hesitation and indecision, innumerable chaotic thoughts caused his actions to pause for a moment.

Soon, amidst the flow of emotions, it would transform into pure affection and loyalty, like putting a leash on a faithful dog, effortlessly.

In the flick of a finger, a great success!

Wen Su silently smirked, reached out a hand, pressed towards Ji Jue's face.

Then, got 'bitten', deep enough to see bone!

Sorry, no loyal dogs, only mad dogs.

And also mechanized mad dogs!

Facing Heart Core's interference, Ji Jue had no indications of sinking deeper aside from a momentary tremor.

Long before taking action, he had already issued a Mechanical Descent command to his body, transforming his flesh entirely into precise machinery, operating autonomously according to order.

Next, the shadow of Chun Jun enveloped the soul, maintained his consciousness, forcefully severing all emotions, leaving only the purest contemplation and the cold scrutiny of a craftsman.

Facing Wen Su's outstretched small hand, Ji Jue similarly unhesitatingly reached out, grasped tightly, interlocking fingers, gripping tightly.

"Wow, you're quite enthusiastic."

Ji Jue grinned, and then—Dissociation Technique·Jing Zhen!

Spiritual swords shot into the illusion and the soul projection within the void, instantly penetrating, exploding, this time, besides pure Nine Types spiritual quality, Ji Jue added a bit of harsh material.

Spiritual Crystal of Absolute Abyss Series!

Filled with Mutated Spirit containing great negative pollution, infused with the negative emotion essence extracted by the Poison Heart Ring earlier—anyway, Ji Jue didn't stop before the Poison Heart Ring was scrapped, he has whole boxes of such spiritual crystals in his workshop!

Grasping tightly onto the link within the strand of spiritual quality, never letting go, as waves of mental filth were flooded towards the opponent, meanwhile, another hand raised, with a snap.

Snap!

Vast New Spring, abruptly covered in buzzing, countless sharp noises went on simultaneously, street lamps on the road exploded, amid the circulation of Mercury, turbulent spiritual quality flows surged, interfering with all precise operations.

Severed the possibility for intruders to connect with locals' souls, to use them as cannon fodder or threats. Even if seized, it's of no use, all residents showing abnormality would be engulfed, solidified by Mercury in an instant, awaiting unfettered.

After cutting off the opponent's retreat and all hidden dangers and possibilities, Ji Jue's other hand finally stretched out—Non-attack Quake manifested, spiritual control, tightly grasping her hair.

With the workshop's cooperation and control, suppression completed in an instant.

Thus, gripping this fragmented separation between existence and nothingness, not allowing any conversion from the opponent, then another hand snatching Chun Jun, reinserting into her spiritual body, nailing it, finally releasing the sword hilt, raising it, giving her face a big slap.

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

A continuous stream of slaps, fiercely left and right, each strike locked onto the separation's core, dismantled resistance, interrupted spiritual quality and thought operations with Jing Zhen's impact!

Making you pretend!

Pretending to be divine, scaring whom?!

"To enjoy this treatment, you've really got it cheap, you damn outsider."

After throwing twenty slaps over, Ji Jue glanced at that face filled with angry wrath, couldn't help but gave her two more both ways:

"—Say, is it authentic or not?!"

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