"Boss, another six thousand people have gone missing." The mushroom officer who came to report was named Han Jin, one of the mushroom officers who had met Wan Jiao before. "As of now, a total of sixty-seven thousand three hundred and twenty-eight people have gone missing."
Upon hearing the sound, Ye Jin slammed his fist hard on the desk!
He used too much force, and the table cracked in the middle.
Meanwhile, in the office of the president of the Imperial Capital Xuanmen Association, President Lan Xiubai sensed that there was a big problem and hurriedly summoned many powerful Xuanmen masters to rush to the Lu Jun combat base.
…
Wan Jiao teleported to Ye Jin's office, just in time to hear Han Jin's report and witness Ye Jin smashing the table.
"..." Wan Jiao shook her head and sighed, helplessly saying: If you had listened to Master Wan earlier, you wouldn't be in this situation.
The first person to see Wan Jiao was Han Jin. He was so shocked that his eyes widened, and he took several steps back as if he had seen a ghost. "You...you..."
Han Jin stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, but Wan Jiao didn't seem to care and asked directly, "How much time has passed since the first person went missing?"
Ye Jin was also surprised by Wan Jiao's sudden appearance, but he did not show it at all.
When she asked, he replied, "One hour."
Wan Jiao gave an ambiguous "hmm," her long, slender, white fingers drawing a talisman in the air. The next second, a golden light flew from her fingertip, heading towards a certain location in the Lu Jun combat base.
Wan Jiao lifted her foot to follow, her melodious and light voice lingering in Ye Jin and Han Jin's ears.
"Do not act rashly before I return."
Ye Jin stared in the direction where Wan Jiao had disappeared, lost in thought.
Han Jin pinched his thigh hard, almost screaming, "Boss, she...she...she's not human?"
Wan Jiao, who was told she wasn't human: You're not human, your whole family isn't human.
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Following the golden light, Wan Jiao easily found the lair of the thing causing trouble at the war base.
It has no physical form; it is a demonic entity that combines yin energy, death energy, resentment energy, bad luck energy, and malevolent energy.
Upon seeing Wan Jiao enter its lair alone, the demon let out a terrifying laugh, "Insignificant human, do you think you can do anything to me?"
Wan Jiao had already cultivated the Heavenly Eye Divine Power, and could see the origin of this demon at a glance.
Thousands of years ago, the Land Germ War Base was a battlefield where two countries fought.
Over the years of fighting, countless soldiers have died tragically here. This monster lives on the seven emotions of those soldiers before they die: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hatred, and desire.
After absorbing the eight sufferings of heaven and earth: birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, encountering those one hates, and not getting what one desires, it gradually grew stronger and stronger until today, when it has already shown signs of taking shape.
If left unchecked and allowed to take shape, evil will prevail while good will decline, inevitably leading to widespread suffering.
Wan Jiao raised her chin. "Hey, you ugly thing that doesn't even have a physical form, yet you dare to dream of becoming a demon lord? Are you trying to make me laugh all day?"
The demon has cultivated here for thousands of years and has encountered at least eight hundred or a thousand Taoists besides itself... In the past, when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant, it was still safe and sound until now. Now that the spiritual energy is thin and metaphysics has declined, how could it possibly take a little girl like Wan Jiao seriously?
It laughed wildly and incessantly.
Wan Jiao picked at her ear, looking disgusted. "Shut up."
The monster, of course, wouldn't listen to her and laughed even louder.
Wan Jiao: "..."
It really sounds awful, okay?
This monster is so childish!
She used her spiritual power to prick her fingertip, using her blood as a guide to draw a talisman in the air. As the talisman took shape, she parted her red lips slightly: "Summon lightning!"
As the two words fell, thunder roared, each bolt striking the demon.
With a heart-wrenching scream from the monster, the sky above the Lu Jun combat base was instantly cleared up.
The soldiers who had gone missing because of it all appeared as if by magic.
At that time, outside the Lu Jun combat base, Lan Xiubai had just arrived with a group of Xuanshu masters when he discovered that the suffocating Yin Qi and death Qi in the sky above the base had all disappeared.
One second you hear thunder, the next second the thing vanishes without a trace?
"President, what just happened? I can't sense that thing anymore?" someone asked.
Lan Xiubai pondered for a while before replying, "It's been dealt with."
"Dealt with?" the man exclaimed in surprise. "Our people investigated. That was something that was about to materialize and become the supreme being of the demon realm. Who has such great ability to deal with it so easily?"
"Did you hear the thunder just now?" Lan Xiubai asked him.
The man nodded.
Lan Xiubai: "That's no ordinary lightning, it's the Nine Heavens Profound Lightning."
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder? How is that possible? Apart from a level ten Xuan Master, no one can summon the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder..." He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening in disbelief. "President, do you mean that after five hundred years, our Xuan world has finally found a level ten Xuan Master again?"
Lan Xiubai nodded. "Come on, follow me inside and pay our respects to that senior."
Wan Jiao was unaware that she had become the senior mentioned by Lan Xiubai, who was over 120 years old. At this moment, she was happily absorbing the merits coming towards her from all directions.
Oh my, the power of merit entering my body feels so good! It's many, many times more comfortable than when I'm cultivating and drawing spiritual energy into my body.
My limbs and bones felt warm and cozy, and I didn't even feel hungry anymore.
Unfortunately, these merits are far from enough.
There's still a lot, ...
Wan Jiao clenched her small hands, cheering herself up, "Little by little, we'll achieve great things eventually."
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