Stop Arguing, Fairies and Demon Girls All Belong to Me!

An accident forces the mortal Zhang Shaozhong to sign a soul contract with his nemeses: the aloof and proud fairy Ling Qingxue and the enchanting and seductive demoness Ye Meier.

With their l...

Chapter Thirty: The First Time the Two Women, One Immortal and One Demon, Visit the Modern World!

The pickup truck finally bumped its way into the small town at the foot of the mountain.

When the low but densely packed houses, shops, and vehicles shuttling through the streets came into view, Zhang Shaozhong almost burst into tears of joy! He had finally returned to civilized society!

However, the two powerful figures beside him reacted very differently.

As soon as the car entered the town, all sorts of bizarre and modern scenes rushed in like a tide, instantly overwhelming Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier!

"Ah! What kind of monster is that?! It's so fast! And it's making such a noisy roar!"

Ling Qingxue suddenly grabbed the side railing of the truck bed, her knuckles turning white from the force, and stared in disbelief at a motorcycle blaring past with its horn blaring.

The ear-piercing engine noise sent chills down her spine!

Night Enchantress's pupils contracted as she stared intently at another modified car that passed by, blasting upbeat DJ music. The massive subwoofer made the truck bed tremble slightly.

"A demonic sound! What kind of demonic sound is this?! It can even disturb one's mind!"

She instinctively wanted to cover her ears and use her internal energy to resist.

This is just the beginning.

The pickup truck slowly made its way down the town’s narrow main street, and more “impacts” followed.

A red, blue, and white rotating light pole in front of a roadside barbershop kept spinning, dazzling Ling Qingxue. She frowned.

"What kind of illusion is this? The flowing light is intended to bewitch people?"

A neon sign hanging outside a small supermarket flashed the word "Discount." Night Enchantress stared warily at the constantly changing colored lights.

Why do the characters glow and change color on their own? Are they some kind of talisman?

Pedestrians on the street were dressed in all sorts of clothes, including short-sleeved T-shirts, jeans, and dresses... In the eyes of the two big shots, these were simply outlandish and indecent outfits!

"The world is going to the dogs! How can people be so disheveled and parade around in the city like this!"

Ling Qingxue looked at a young girl wearing hot pants and a tank top, and criticized her in a low voice with heartache.

"Hmph, they skimp on fabric like this, they're not even as well-dressed as the Holy Cult's enchantresses!"

Ye Meier did admire the girl's courage to some extent, but she would never admit it.

Passing by a stereo store, two large speakers at the entrance were playing the most popular internet hits. The dynamic rhythm and electronic music made the two big shots feel uncomfortable!

"What...what kind of instrument is this?! Why is the rhythm so strange?! It's making my head spin!"

Ling Qingxue felt a throbbing sensation in her temples.

"It's even more deadly than the demonic chants of the evil cult!"

Ye Meier covered her ears, her face contorted in pain.

"Stop this monstrosity right now!"

The sounds of car horns, shopkeepers' calls, people's laughter and chatter, and the clamor of music... all these sounds mingled together, forming a huge, noisy wave that constantly assaulted the senses of the two ancient tyrants who were used to tranquility.

They were like two frightened rabbits, warily observing everything around them, their bodies tense, as if ready to deal with an attack from an unknown direction at any moment.

The bewilderment, shock, vigilance, and a hint of barely perceptible panic in his eyes were clearly visible.

Looking at their bewildered state, like "Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden" but more like "Special Forces soldiers accidentally wandering into Disneyland," Zhang Shaozhong felt both amused and inexplicably sympathetic.

He could only try to explain in a low voice in a way they could understand:

"That one that's going fast is a motorcycle... it's a two-wheeled vehicle..."

"That glowing, spinning thing is the barbershop's logo... not an illusion..."

"Neon lights... are just lights that emit light, and they're filled with gas... well, let's just think of them as special all-night lights..."

"That music... it's electronic music... uh... it's a new art form..."

"Clothes...everyone wears them like this now, they're cool and convenient..."

His explanation was weak and unconvincing; the two bigwigs were completely bewildered, and their vigilance remained undiminished.

The pickup truck finally stopped beside a small square. The driver, seemingly not wanting to cause any more trouble, mainly intimidated by Zhang Shaozhong's mention of the "police station," urged, "We're here, we're here, let's get off here!"

Everyone got off the bus.

Zhang Shaozhong thanked the three hikers and paid the fare for the middle-aged man's ride.

The others glanced curiously at the two "actress ladies" who remained on high alert, and then left.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Shaozhong and two big shots who were out of place with their surroundings were left standing in the noisy, chaotic, and "otherworldly" town square.

Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier stood almost back to back (purely out of defensive instinct), their sharp eyes scanning everything around them:

Cars speeding by, flashing neon lights, shops loudly blaring advertisements, pedestrians dressed strangely...

"This place... is definitely not a safe place!"

Ling Qingxue's voice was tense, and her hand unconsciously groped for her waist.

"Everything is eerie! These iron boxes, glowing runes, strange noises... it must be some kind of massive illusionary array! We must leave as soon as possible!"

Even Ye Meier, unusually, agreed with her point of view, her alluring eyes filled with seriousness:

"That's right! This place is too eerie! There is no spiritual energy fluctuation at all, but there are incomprehensible mechanisms and demonic sounds everywhere!"

This is even more unsettling than the Demonic Cult's headquarters! Kid! Tell me quickly! Where's the exit?!

Seeing their tense and wary expressions, Zhang Shaozhong felt utterly overwhelmed.

"Gentlemen! Calm down! This isn't an illusion! This is just an ordinary little town!"

We're all just ordinary people! Those aren't government agencies, they're technological products! They're perfectly safe!

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