Chapter 213 (Chapter Two Hundred and One Twenty-Two) Conflict
Yan Shi tied the sack tightly, turned around, and gave Chu Mengfu a friendly smile.
Chu Mengfu felt a chill run down his spine and slowly took a step back. As Yan Shi smiled, he slowly reached out his hand and made a gesture as if to sew his mouth shut.
Yan Shi nodded in satisfaction.
An ordinary burlap sack certainly wouldn't be able to trap Christie.
The delicate flesh clung to the fabric of the burlap sack, layer upon layer, huddled together.
Since purifying the resentment in the Summer Palace, Yan Shi has felt that he has gained more and more control over the water spirit.
Not to mention that they were at the seaside, the sea breeze carrying the water droplets towards Novano Port. Every droplet in the air seemed to be dancing with joy, expressing their affection and fondness for Yan Shi.
Chu Mengfu cautiously took another step back.
The teacher Yanlan in front of her felt very unfamiliar.
Teacher Yanlan is usually quite laid-back. But at this moment, she is unusually sharp and insightful.
Clearly, at this moment, Teacher Yanlan did not want the principal to find out that she was the one who put the sack on her head.
Chu Mengfu also cooperated by remaining silent.
The next second, the sack on the ground suddenly trembled. Visible ripples spread through the space centered on the sack, as if the entire atmosphere was about to collapse.
Christie.
Unlike some powerful human beings in the Otherworld, she is neither a Grand Magus nor a Grand Spirit Master.
On the contrary, she almost never demonstrated her control over spirits in public, but was simply known throughout the underworld for her manipulation of time.
In the blink of an eye, it is easy to cause a living being to lose its beauty and turn into a skeleton.
The ripples around the sack vibrated violently to a certain extent, and it was about to collapse suddenly.
As is well known, when doing bad things like putting a sack over someone's head, it's best not to leave any trace.
Chu Mengfu's expression hardened, and he instantly disappeared into the shadows. Yan Shi, on the other hand, subconsciously took off his coat and caught the black robe that Chu Mengfu had tossed to him from afar before disappearing into the shadows.
The fabric spread and fell in the air, carrying a dark and eerie atmosphere.
Without hesitation, Yan Shi put it on neatly, covering his head and face.
The next moment, the sack exploded.
The cage containing the water spirit was forcibly shattered, and violent fluctuations in time erupted as a result.
The ruins trembled, and ashes were swirling into the air, dancing in the air. A figure slowly emerged from within.
Christie's long, curly hair flew in the wind, her eyes cold.
She was surrounded by layers of phantoms, each shadow seemingly flowing and changing, only to reverse, freeze, and return to its origin in the next instant.
Christie was furious.
"Who is it?" she asked slowly, her voice carrying a sense of pressure.
Yan Shi, draped in a black robe, did not respond. The water spirits scattered by Christie gathered again at her feet, condensing into waves.
A series of fine cracking sounds filled the air, like invisible fingers slowly scraping open a glass surface.
Shui Ling struggled to reach out, resisting the onslaught of time. Yet, not far from Christie, she was slowed down, frozen, sliced apart, and then shattered inch by inch.
Yan Shi could clearly see that Shui Ling was directly annihilated in the illusion, disappearing silently.
Christie sneered, "Let me guess, a water-elemental archmage..."
As she spoke, she raised her hands. The layers of phantoms around her became clearer and closer to Yan Shi, threatening to engulf her completely.
The water spirits wept silently, and the tides sighed softly.
Yan Shi raised his hand.
Even if moving forward means being annihilated, there will still be a steady stream of spirits flocking to her side.
Yan Shi could sense the gentleness emanating from Shui Ling.
The tide is gentle and all-encompassing.
Yan Shi closed his eyes.
Countless water spirits gathered joyfully, transforming into a tide that enveloped the layers upon layers of phantoms rushing towards her.
A wave surged up in an instant.
"Click click click".
The surrounding space was squeezed by both sides, trembled violently, and cracked open into several spatial gaps under the pressure.
Christie's gaze grew increasingly cold.
Since she rose to fame, she has almost never been so disrespected. The ability to manipulate time is a very mysterious power; everyone in the underworld treats her with utmost respect.
Those who disrespect her have already had their time taken away by her and gone to meet the Mother Goddess.
The forces of time and tides are constantly intertwined.
The phantom's cutting caused the water spirits to crumble into pieces, yet the water spirits are ever-renewing, like an endless tide.
Yan Shi finally spoke: "That's enough."
She turned her hand, and Shui Ling responded to her call. The entire nearby Dono Sea echoed her call.
The sea roared and boiled, waves rising from the depths, transforming into a silver curtain that crashed down from the beach behind her, engulfing all buildings and illusions.
The world lost its color.
The giant wave, carrying the rage of the tide and the cold glow of the moon, swallowed up all the illusions and debris.
Christie's expression changed drastically. She felt as if she were being tightly enveloped by an invisible mist, and the next second, she was dragged and slammed down.
With a deafening roar, dust billowed everywhere. Before she could even react, she was once again tossed high into the air by a giant wave, only to be slammed back down by the tide.
This happened repeatedly, and Christie soon became dizzy and disoriented, her vision going black.
Yan Shi raised her hand expressionlessly and deftly removed her soaked black robe, water droplets dripping from her hair. She casually shook her head, flicking away the water droplets at the ends of her hair.
Shui Ling is very responsible.
The plan to trap the sacks was a great success.
The only downside was that when the tide rushed towards Christie, it not only swallowed up the phantom but also soaked her completely.
Yan Shi: ...
Shui Ling realized she had done wrong and obediently slipped off her clothes. Only a few strands clung reluctantly to her hair.
In the distance, Chu Mengfu had already quickly moved away from the scene when Yan Shi and Christie started fighting, to avoid being accidentally injured.
Yan Shi was in a good mood.
All the riddle solvers in this world should be put in sacks!
She watched for a while as Christie was brutally beaten by Shui Ling, and only when the commotion from not far away was about to reach them did she finally raise her hand to signal Shui Ling to stop.
The waves receded as if a pause button had been pressed, returning to calm in an instant.
Yan Shi quickly approached and stuffed Christie, who was lying on the ground and had already lost consciousness, into the spatial gap.
Shui Ling concealed her presence once again.
Yan Shi stepped back a distance and quietly observed the situation.
Although located in the slums of Novano Port, far from the city center, Yan Shi and Christie fought a devastating battle here, with waves obscuring the sky and space shattering, creating a spectacle that shook the entire port city.
The local authorities and the garrison troops further away had already noticed the situation.
The local authorities were the closest, and Jie Sheng remembered Yan Shi's words, "There's no need for a direct confrontation," so he arrived at the scene early and stayed at a distance to record the situation.
The Changyang Prefecture army and the Kesai territory army arrived almost simultaneously.
Both groups were fully armed. They met at the edge of the shed area and immediately became tense.
"There are still many civilians in Novano Port who have not been evacuated. Are you going to use lethal magic on such a large scale here?" The first to speak was the commander of the Changyang Prefecture army.
The officer of the Kesai garrison sneered, "Who knows if you're the thief crying 'stop thief!' Our men are all on the perimeter; it's your Changyang Prefecture that should be the most suspicious! Are you trying to launch a sneak attack at night, hoping to strike first?"
"Insolence!" the Changyang Prefecture military commander roared. Behind her, the Changyang Prefecture soldiers had already drawn their weapons, the sunlight reflecting off their sharp blades.
The magician behind the officer of the Kersai garrison had begun chanting a spell.
Both sides claim to be protecting civilian safety, but if a real fight breaks out, who cares about the so-called civilians who haven't been evacuated from the city?
Author's note: I'm too tired to finish revising. I'll make up for it in tomorrow's update.
There are 25 chapters in total (unedited version). Each chapter will be checked and revised before being released. A small part of the later plot is also being written.
I'm going back to China for summer vacation. I spent two days on the plane, and I need to adjust to the time difference for another day tomorrow, so updates will probably be a little late. Everything will be back to normal the day after tomorrow.
Don't worry, I'll update daily! Look at my row of little red flowers (Wuhu)
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