Yin Yang had to admit he’d gotten a bit overconfident. He had actually underestimated a Sequence 4!
If he could discover and mark the targets, how could a Sequence 4 not notice them?
Thinking of this, Yin Yang was secretly grateful that his Perception skill had been enhanced.
Without it, he would have stumbled straight into the trap Mr. Qian had laid. At that point, no amount of explaining would have cleared his name.
Yin Yang decisively retreated the way he came, returning to the library with the help of the lantern-carrying ghost.
“What a pity. I was hoping to take those two back to feed the heroic spirits, but it looks like there’s no chance now.”
Back in the library, Yin Yang’s mood was a bit low.
“This Wangnian City is certainly interesting. There are several transcendent incidents happening at once, and all of them are quite intriguing. It seems quite a few people are planning to complete their promotion here.”
Yin Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly, a schadenfreude smile gradually appearing on his face.
“I don’t know what you all are planning, but why don’t we make things a little more chaotic?”
Yin Yang snapped his fingers, and a ring and a pen appeared in his hand.
The ring was the transcendent item Ye Qin had lost to him yesterday.
The spirituality of this item was decent. Its name was the 【Unsleeping One's Proof】, and its effect was to significantly increase focus and mental energy. Its drawback was that it made the wearer extremely prone to insomnia; even after taking it off, the sleeplessness would persist for a while.
Yin Yang picked up the 【Accident Pen】. After closing his eyes to sense for a moment, he began to write.
【Because he...】
The moment Yin Yang wrote the first line, his expression changed drastically!
He felt the spirituality throughout his body being violently drained by the pen in his hand!
“That kid is actually a Demigod!”
But at the thought of his plan, Yin Yang gritted his teeth. His divinity avatar emerged behind him, and his divinity began to be consumed rapidly.
【Because he wanted to eat buns, he walked east looking for a bun shop. Eventually, he found one, and after buying a few meat buns, he decided to go to the library to read.】
【Halfway there, he thought of me being in the library and felt a wave of disgust. He turned and headed southeast toward an old residential building...】
By the time he reached this point, the divinity behind Yin Yang could no longer sustain the cost!
The 【Accident Pen】 worked like that: the more detailed the writing and the stronger the target, the greater the consumption.
It had been a long time since Yin Yang had offered a sacrifice to a Demigod. The divinity in his avatar wasn’t particularly abundant, and this attempt had nearly drained him dry.
“Phew... I hope it’s all worth it.”
Yin Yang panted heavily, beads of sweat even breaking out on his forehead.
He was already a Sequence 6, yet he still found it this taxing.
“Dammit, I knew that tofu I had this morning tasted weird. It must have been spoiled!”
Liu Hong clutched his stomach as he walked back. When he saw Yin Yang’s state, he raised an eyebrow and looked at the book in Yin Yang’s hand.
“Are you reading... something decent?”
...
Dormitory building.
Qin Ye’s nose twitched, and for some inexplicable reason, he suddenly craved meat buns.
“Hey, Zhao Ya, do you know if there’s a place nearby that sells meat buns?”
“Meat buns? The people in the city have all been moved out, and supplies are tight. If anyone has food, they’re keeping it for themselves. No one’s going to be selling anything.”
Hearing Zhao Ya say that only made Qin Ye want them more. He stood up and began walking east.
“I think I saw a bun shop somewhere around here earlier. I’ll go take a look.”
“If you find any, bring me a couple!”
Zhao Ya shouted from behind him. Qin Ye gave a wave without looking back.
As he walked, he observed this border city.
By tomorrow, this city would become a living hell!
But for the Qin family to once again become the true rulers of Great Wei, it was all worth it!
He walked and thought, and two streets away, he actually found a bun shop. The enticing aroma of meat wafted everywhere, yet his footsteps froze.
On a distant rooftop, the blade-wielding ghost, having completely suppressed its presence, watched this scene quietly.
...
In the library, Yin Yang suddenly looked up.
The movement startled Liu Hong. He hadn’t forgotten that when the evil god arrived, Yin Yang had looked exactly this spooked.
“Zhe-Zhe-Zheng Yang, don’t scare me like that.”
Yin Yang clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his skin bulging.
Qin Ye hadn’t bought any buns!
He had closed his eyes earlier precisely to sense the location of the ‘sacrificial meat.’
He wanted Qin Ye to go and test the waters.
But Qin Ye hadn’t bought the buns!
Combined with the fact that the boy had mentioned going out with his uncle to handle a major matter tomorrow—which was why he couldn't shave his head yet—how could Yin Yang not understand?
That bastard clearly intended to do something big in Wangnian City, something that would likely drag all of them into a slaughter!
And there was a high probability that he was the one behind this sacrifice ritual!
Fortunately, the divinity Yin Yang had consumed wasn't entirely wasted.
After looking at the bun shop, Qin Ye turned and headed toward the library.
However, because his actions contradicted what Yin Yang had scripted, Yin Yang suffered a backlash. The spirituality in his body went wild, feeling like thousands of needles stabbing him.
Yin Yang gritted his teeth and endured. His original plan was to have Qin Ye stumble into Mr. Qian’s trap while carrying the ‘human-meat buns.’
With the human-meat buns and his ‘coincidental’ arrival at the trap, he’d be caught red-handed with no way to explain himself.
But he hadn't expected that Qin Ye was on the same side as the bun seller.
“Zheng Yang, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Liu Hong looked worried. Yin Yang waved him off.
“Something I ate this morning must not have been fresh. My stomach hurts.”
Liu Hong relaxed a bit, then followed up with a curse.
“I’ve already run to the toilet twice this morning! They sent all those supplies, so why are they still feeding us this garbage?”
...
Qin Ye walked toward the library, thinking he’d borrow a couple of books to pass the time.
But just as he turned a corner, he suddenly remembered that annoying fellow inviting him to the library this morning. Didn't that mean the guy was there right now?
At that thought, Qin Ye felt a surge of disgust and turned toward the southeast corner.
But he immediately realized something was wrong.
With his memory, he wouldn't even forget things that happened years ago. How could he fail to remember something that happened just this morning?
Logically, the moment he thought about going to the library, he should have associated it with that Zheng Yang fellow.
What was interfering with him?
Furthermore, he usually looked down on things like meat buns. Why would he suddenly crave them today?
While he pondered, his feet didn't stop. He ‘subconsciously’ walked into a residential building.
The building was very old, with even the entrance doors being the old-fashioned iron-sheet kind.
The moment he entered the building, his hair stood on end!
Danger!
There was something here that felt dangerous even to him, a Demigod!
“What are you doing here?”
A voice filled with suspicion rang out in his ear.
Qin Ye spun around to find Mr. Qian standing behind him at some unknown point, staring at him intently.
“I...”
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