Red Gold and cold white intertwined into Tai Chi Yin Yang in Fang Qingyu's eyes.

The temperature in the living room suddenly rose!

He Manhe's fingertips emitted a burnt smell, she recoiled as if shocked, only to find her waist tightly bound by nine crimson chains condensed from Qi blood.

"Not sure if you're satisfied with my way of expressing gratitude..."

Fang Qingyu stood up with the momentum, clasping the woman's neck with one hand, the Tribulation Jade patterns flickered beneath his skin like lava: "Miss He, are you satisfied?"

He Manhe listened without speaking, as purple-black mist rose from her back.

Bang!

The glass cup on the coffee table suddenly shattered into dust.

Countless spider silk-like threads shot towards Fang Qingyu's throat.

However, those poisonous threads turned into smoke upon touching the Tribulation Fire, the entire mist was blocked completely by the golden patterns outside.

"How could this be..."

For the first time, He Manhe's expression changed.

Fang Qingyu began to exert force with his palm, the Cyan Dragon Force drilled into her body along the meridians, as he leaned forward, bringing a crushing sensation like molten stars and shattered moons: "Who gave you the guts to dare approach me!?"

This crazy woman used a Divine Token on him upon their first meeting.

If it weren't for the chart.

I might have already participated in a banquet ceremony.

Just thinking of the scenes recorded in "Divine Chronicles" sends chills down one's spine.

That's no longer something humans could be called.

In the end, I didn't expect...

I didn't seek her out, and yet.

This woman still dared to appear before me actively.

But before He Manhe could speak.

Crack!

A sharp sound of bones breaking suddenly came from the entrance.

The man originally lying on the ground suddenly lashed out, his arms transformed into bone blades stabbing straight at Fang Qingyu's back.

Clang——

The Dragon Sparrow carving on the sword guard suddenly opened its eyes.

Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash, wrapped in Thunder Fire, shot out from the void.

The moment the sword spine collided with the bone blade, it was as if a dragon's roar exploded in the living room, the Red Gold Flowing Fire shrouded around the sword frantically poured through the cracks of the bone blade.

The man's eyes showed terror, unable to withstand the burn in his hands, he attempted to sever the bone blade for a quick retreat.

However, at the moment when Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash fell again.

It was so fast that even the air didn't have time to cry out.

Schrrr——

The bone blade broke with a sound, the man's terrified expression was frozen in the firelight.

Cracks spread from the top of the skull to the hip bone.

Yet not a drop of blood spilled.

Only two pieces of pale white skeleton, like porcelain melted by high temperatures, tilted to both sides.

And then.

"Magnificent!"

He Manhe, whose face had been pinched into an iron blue, came back to life without breathing.

Clapping lightly and laughing.

Web-like cracks appeared at the neck.

Her whole body shattered like a clay figurine.

Followed by another identical figure dropping from the shadows of the ceiling.

The dark red skirt hem rolled up like a carnivorous flower: "To be able to discern my puppet, Mr. Fang is indeed worth my personal recruitment..."

Fang Qingyu listened and slowly shifted Dragon Sparrow to his right hand.

From the moment he entered.

He noticed the man's title on the floor was identical to the "Corpse Skeleton - Armor Army" from the last hotel.

So there was no trust in He Manhe's deceitful words.

As for herself.

Though still a Curse Skeleton Master, after the last incident, Lin Kang speculated that the He Manhe there was not her actual body.

And now, after her puppet was instantly killed.

The reason she dared to stand there with impunity had only two possibilities.

The He Manhe standing there wasn't her actual body.

Secondly, she might think he wouldn't turn hostile.

Since in her perception.

We are of the same kind.

However...

"Recruit?"

Fang Qingyu couldn't help but smile lightly.

As the last half syllable resonated between his teeth, the collapse of blazing white within his pupils transformed into a cold beam of a blade.

Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash launched with the momentum of burning stars cooking seas.

Thunder Strike Eight Slashes, first slash.

Shocking Dome!!!

The moment Red Gold Sunspot tore through the air.

The blade traced a lava trajectory along He Manhe's neck, her black hair curling and carbonizing in the Thunder Fire.

Schzzz—!

The instant the head rolled off, heavy thunder rings bloomed one after another from the tip of the knife.

Yet not a single drop of blood flowered from the neck vertebra at the cut, the Red Gold Flowing Fire burned the notch.

Boom!

The thunderous voice exploded half a beat late, causing the chandelier's crystal pendants to tremble.

The headless body staggered and fell to the ground.

The dark red skirt quickly faded to gray-white.

Fang Qingyu swung the knife to shake off nonexistent residue, a string of blue-white arcs followed as the blade returned to its sheath.

The rolling head stopped neatly beside his boot.

The red lips maintained a smile curvature.

"Mr. Fang..."

"Is this... a refusal of me..."

It was only two seconds later that He Manhe seemed to react, the smile curvature disappeared, her voice gradually turned cold, intermittently speaking.

"Be clear... we are the same type of people..."

Fang Qingyu listened, squatted down, and picked up the head.

The undisturbed different-color eyes stared into hers.

"I look forward to meeting your actual body next time."

As soon as these words ended, Red Gold Flowing Fire along his palm instantly covered the entire head, leaving He Manhe no chance to speak further.

Not sure if it's the chart or the Candle Dragon's own reason.

Last time, besides Lin Kang, the Divine Management Bureau specifically sent someone to inspect his body.

No presence of Alien God believers' aura was detected.

What's more.

Alien God believers who don't even need a banquet, can they still be considered cultists?

It should be called Divine Cultists instead!

Therefore, He Manhe's threat.

For Fang Qingyu, it hasn't mattered at all.

Placing the head aside, he stood up, looking helplessly at the chaotic surroundings.

With such a big commotion.

The neighbors probably already called the police.

Fang Qingyu picked up the phone, dialed Lin Kang.

Briefly explained the situation.

"Duan Ling will go over to handle it, the rest can wait until tomorrow."

But Lin Kang seemed busy, his voice was very noisy, merely uttered a few words before ending the call.

Fang Qingyu didn't bother more.

Duan Ling soon arrived with Divine Management Bureau staff, ahead of the police.

"Are you alright?"

Opening the door, Duan Ling first scanned up and down Fang Qingyu.

Perfectly intact.

Yet still asked.

"I'm fine."

Fang Qingyu shook his head, stepped aside to let in those wearing white gloves and various instruments.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Duan Ling immediately frowned.

Daring to attack a formal officer's home of the Divine Management Bureau in public...

That is not something just anyone would have the nerve to do.

Fang Qingyu briefly explained the situation.

Duan Ling immediately laughed: "Last time, right after you took the top spot in the special training class, you got attacked, Captain Lin went furious, dragged the director and turned the entire Divine Management Bureau upside down."

"The mole in the bureau likely lost contact with the Pantheon temporarily."

"So the people from the Pantheon probably still think they have succeeded in summoning God."

"That's likely the case."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

"Okay, you should return to the bureau and rest for now. Be careful these days, as they probably won't give up. I'll give you an explanation as soon as possible."

The site was eventually handed over to Duan Ling.

Fang Qingyu temporarily returned to live in the dormitory.

That's pretty good.

It makes it easier to read and train.

...

The next day.

Fang Qingyu was completely unaffected by the events of last night and got up early.

After going out for a meal and coming back.

Duan Ling brought the latest news.

Last time in the hotel, He Manhe only left her appearance.

This time Fang Qingyu kept her corpse.

The Divine Management Bureau quickly found out about her related beliefs, suspected to be one of the Five Gods.

As for the other man...

He turned out to be someone from Le You Commerce Association.

Only, he had been turned into a puppet by He Manhe.

"How about I send over those gifts for you? I took a quick look; they're all herbs that a Martial Artist can use. Quite a generous offering~"

Duan Ling said teasingly.

"Uh, help me return them."

Fang Qingyu was momentarily stunned upon hearing this and shook his head.

The impression left by Le You Commerce Association wasn't great.

Besides, he already had a commerce association.

"Okay."

Duan Ling didn't care much about such matters.

Then handed Fang Qingyu a sphere.

"Take this."

"What is this?"

Fang Qingyu looked at the orb about the size of a 'coffin'...

"A special Force Field. It can cover an area of 100 meters in radius without needing a Life Ghost to trigger it. Hold onto it just in case—the Pantheon are nothing but mad dogs and might come looking for you again."

"Alright, thanks."

Fang Qingyu didn't refuse. Having such a thing was indeed more convenient.

Otherwise, if they came knocking...

Some special places would indeed be tricky to act.

Seeing this, Duan Ling turned to leave but suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Lin Kang told me to tell you he can't make it back today; it'll probably be tomorrow."

"No problem."

Fang Qingyu waved his hand; it wasn't actually Lin Kang's issue in the first place. As long as someone could deal with yesterday's commotion, that was enough.

After sending off Duan Ling, Fang Qingyu returned to the training field.

Continuing the unfinished training schedule.

The alloy walls of the training field glowed coldly under the top lights, while Fang Qingyu's body was illuminated by Tribulation Jade patterns with his breathing.

For Fang Qingyu, this was his first encounter with Body Technique.

It's not a fixed path as imagined.

Thunder Instant Cloud Trace is more like a technique of exerting Qi Force and Qi Blood on the foot, and a kind of realm!?

Thunder Strike Eight Slashes is also like this.

Like last night's slaying of He Manhe, the bit of charge and thunder accompanying it all derived from the Saber Technique itself.

Not using the trait transformation of Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash.

However, Fang Qingyu himself didn't actually possess the trait of Thunder Attribute.

It's quite magical.

And at this moment, Thunder Instant Cloud Trace is the same.

As the alloy wall under the top light glowed coldly, plus when Fang Qingyu's toe scraped over the ground, the meridians at his foot lit up with Melted Gold patterns.

In the instant of a slight body bend, his ankle suddenly burst with a crimson arc.

Buzz!

The phantom lingering on the retina had yet to dissipate.

A sandbag fifteen meters away was already dented by his knuckles.

Only after two seconds did a muffled thunder erupt at the original standing spot.

Sweat hung at the tip of his nose.

Fang Qingyu twisted his waist and spun.

Crackle!

Electric light blossomed at the knee hollow; the whole person transformed into Z-shaped leaping lightning.

The air along the way was torn into three overlapping red-gold trails.

When the final thunder accompanied by a scorch smell dissipated, all Fang Qingyu felt was...

So fast!!!

As if he'd really transformed into lightning, roaming in the air, unable to catch his own silhouette.

Simultaneously, the diagram popped up with a new message.

[Congratulations on activating the Advanced Skill "Thunder Instant Cloud Trace"]

Body Technique, get√

With this, only Hard Skills and Baji Fist remain.

1600 Merit points.

Still probably need to save up a bit.

After activating Body Technique, Fang Qingyu immediately fancied the other two Martial Techniques.

Mainly because they're so tempting.

The speed of Thunder Instant Cloud Trace compared to before.

It's ridiculously fast.

The power of Thunder Strike Eight Slashes is equally terrifying.

If he also learned Hard Skills and Baji Fist.

Fang Qingyu couldn't imagine how strong he'd be, without any weakness.

Though he was already strong enough now.

Checked the time.

Two in the afternoon.

Fang Qingyu quickly took a shower and went to the military camp.

After finishing the course for them.

Brought Qi Hao back to the Divine Management Bureau headquarters.

"Can I also train with them?"

Qi Hao pointed at himself, then at Wu Yan and the others, a bit incredulous.

"Of course you can."

Fang Qingyu couldn't help but laugh seeing his silly look.

As a reserve member of the team, he originally had the qualification to train here.

But only could practice by himself.

However, Fang Qingyu casually told the three coaches to spare some time to instruct Qi Hao.

And they quickly agreed.

After all, training dozens is training, and one more makes no difference.

Just can't enjoy the benefits of the special class.

"Okay, thanks, Qingyu."

Within a short time, his brother transformed from someone who couldn't even beat himself into a Martial Artist...

This power, this identity shift.

Made Qi Hao somewhat unaccustomed.

"Pretentious."

Fang Qingyu rolled his eyes and punched him.

Buzz buzz~

With that, the phone suddenly vibrated.

"If you have business, go handle it; I know Wu Yan and the others, I'll go myself."

Qi Hao picked up his luggage and, after saying that, headed towards the Martial Artist class group.

Fang Qingyu nodded and pulled out his phone.

A message from Old Qiao.

"Qingyu, free tonight?"

Facing the changed address again, Fang Qingyu shook his head and chuckled.

"Just call me Qingyu; I should be free lately, where will we meet?"

Old Qiao sent a location.

"Our Commerce Association headquarters."

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