Xia Xiang is the most special child in the Xia Lan Xing De family. Because she is a rare light-type elemental warrior, she could not stay in the Xia household to grow up. Since birth, she has grown...
"With such vivid dreams, how did you end up falling into a ditch?"
The middle-aged man's face grew increasingly dark, and he gave a cold snort before falling silent.
“It was indeed inappropriate for you to interfere,” said another elderly man with gray hair.
"Have you all forgotten how I ended up sitting in this chair?" Yu Xihua said disdainfully. "Everyone has contributed to today's situation."
Everyone immediately looked embarrassed and dared not look Yu Xihua in the eye.
"You can't even solve this little problem? Is there a spies from the demon realm in your ranks? You're ugly, but you think big?" Yu Xihua's tone was extremely sarcastic.
"Alliance Leader, I believe that since none of us have been able to complete the mission, we should cancel this year's trial and start again next year. What do you think?" another person said.
“Of course not,” Yu Xihua refused. “You won’t live to see next year.”
"Kill them," Yu Xihua ordered.
"Yu Xihua, how dare you!" The first middle-aged man to speak slammed his fist on the table and roared at Yu Xihua.
Before Ding Xiaoyu could make a move, the man died, and blood splattered all over Yu Xihua's face.
"Sister, I told you I could do it." The boy's white school uniform shirt was already stained with blood. He held a short spear and pierced the man's neck, looking at Yu Xihua with extreme dissatisfaction. "He doesn't listen to you."
"Okay," Yu Xihua suppressed the urge to hit him and wiped the still warm blood from her face.
Ding Xiaoyu stood frozen in place, watching the young boy ruthlessly reap the lives of those present.
Those people had a minimum combat strength of 19,000 and a maximum of nearly 30,000, yet none of them could last more than a few minutes against that young boy.
Yu Xihua remained unmoved, her eyes lowered, ignoring his refusal to make a move.
A moment later, the young boy, panting, stood opposite Yu Xihua, looking at her with a pleading expression.
"Xiaoyu, you know what you should do, right?" Yu Xihua took out a remote control and fiddled with it in her hand, without even looking at the boy opposite her.
"Isn't he your brother?" Ding Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.
“Everyone here except me,” Yu Xihua said, placing her finger on the button and emphasizing her words.
The young boy looked at her with some disbelief.
"Destroying the Golden Dimension Alliance is what I'm going to do." Yu Xihua walked to the balcony, looked down at the bizarre corpses outside the hall, and said, "You shouldn't have gotten involved."
“Ignoring the lives of their compatriots, every single one of them is here.” Yu Xihua looked at the young boy and pointed to a person on the ground, saying, “That’s your mother.”
The young boy remained unmoved, staring straight at Yu Xihua.
Yu Xihua glanced at him, then turned and left...
Ding Xiaoyu could only kill the person quickly before continuing her journey.
The car was parked on the side of the busiest street.
“You can go now,” Yu Xihua said to Ding Xiaoyu beside her. “That terrorist organization is colluding with others in the Golden Dimension Alliance and is now in hiding.”
“Saving you before already alerted them, and given our limited authority, we really couldn’t find their hiding place.”
"Go find Wang Da Dong and Wang Ya Se. The rest is up to you two."
"I have developed the antidote, but it is based on your constitution and cannot be used universally. You should give all my research data to my mother."
Yu Xihua took a box and handed it to Ding Xiaoyu, looking extremely exhausted.
"And you?" Ding Xiaoyu asked.
"What's it to you!" Yu Xihua retorted, then said somewhat dejectedly, "I'm going to find my Xiaoyu."
Ding Xiaoyu's eyes widened
"I'm not stupid," Yu Xihua said proudly. "Of course I could tell at a glance that you're not my Ding Xiaoyu!"
"Get lost, or I'll beat you up!"
Ding Xiaoyu got out of the car and watched it drive away...
"Master, is he reliable?" Uncle Yu asked with some doubt.
"He's still around after a month of forty-seven waves of assassinations and kidnappings. He'll definitely be able to complete all those missions," Yu Xihua said reassuredly.
However, they all underestimated the corrective power of time and space. Ding Xiaoyu disappeared without a trace on the very first day she left her...