Xue Wan stayed until it was almost curfew before going back to the dorm.
No sooner had she left than Miao Miao breathed a sigh of relief, imdiately transford back into human form, took out so loose clothing from her suitcase, and stretched languidly.
"Hmm~huh, I haven't changed back to human form in so many days, it feels a bit strange."
Ning Fengwan flopped down on the couch and lazily waved Jing over.
"Jing, give a massage, will you?"
Jing smiled, sat down beside her, pushed her silky black hair to one side, and then placed his hands on her elegantly shaped shoulders. His fingertips gently pulsed with Power as he began to massage her.
Under the perfectly gentle pressure, Feng Wan comfortably narrowed her slender phoenix eyes.
"Jing... tell about the things that happened in the Intersecting Boundaries this ti."
Jing's eyes softened as he massaged her, speaking softly as he started to recount the story.
From boarding the plane and encountering Sky Pirates, to entering the Intersecting Boundaries and eting the native Renea, slaughtering the Dragon Breed of the Intersecting Boundaries, encountering Mirror People, being inford about the rare phenonon of the Mirror World reflecting and rging, and the need to kill the core of the Intersecting Boundaries, a juvenile Pureblood Dragon Species...
Besides altering so details related to the panel and the new Divine Skill he nad 'The Lord of No Face and Thousand Faces', he shared everything else ticulously and in great detail.
After listening, Feng Wan humd lightly and said, "So, that makes the MVP, doesn't it?"
While continuing the massage, Jing laughed and replied, "Yes, we owe a lot to you this ti."
"To be the most laid-back cat yet deal the highest damage, you truly deserve it, Teacher Wan. Without moving from ho, you effortlessly snatched the MVP, like taking sothing from one's pocket."
Feng Wan raised her head with a tsundere expression and proudly said, "Of course."
After saying that, she paused, her face showing a hint of doubt.
"Jing, I feel sothing is not quite right."
Jing raised an eyebrow and asked, "Oh? What do you an?"
"The frequency with which you run into danger," Feng Wan explained.
"...Before, we could joke about it as if it was just a constitution that attracts trouble, but now it really seems a bit strange."
"Leaving aside the Sky Pirate group you ran into on the plane, the mont you set foot in the Intersecting Boundaries, a 'reflective rging' happened... It's supposed to be a very rare phenonon, isn't it?"
"But not only did it occur, it happened the instant you stepped in."
"I have a feeling this isn't just about being lucky or unlucky anymore. There must be sothing odd about you."
Jing rubbed his chin and carefully thought about his recent experiences.
Although he didn't like to admit it, it did indeed seem quite peculiar...
Was it due to sothing about himself? Or was it because of Ban?
He didn't resist danger; for him, the word 'danger' was almost synonymous with 'gain.'
But without finding out the reason, it still felt a bit unsettling...
Well, when in doubt, consult Youqing A Dream.
After returning to Maple City, he planned to ask the wealthy and powerful lady, to see if she might know sothing.
"We'll talk about this matter later. Even if there's sothing peculiar, we don't have a solution for it right now," Jing said, then he changed the subject.
"By the way, has that Mr. An from the Dragon Cult contacted you again?"
Feng Wan, comforted by Jing's massage, let out a contented moan before replying:
"I don't know... After you went to the Intersecting Boundaries, I've been in my cat form all the ti and haven't had the chance to access the internet."
After pondering for a while, Jing said:
"My sister told that the Flower God Society has received news that there have been people from the Lion Holy Church appearing in Maple City recently."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wan's phoenix eyes slightly narrowed:
"Are they here for ? How did they know I'm here?"
The Cat Tail Ring that rged with her was a Sacred Object of the Lion Holy Church, sothing Jing had already ntioned to her.
Jing mused, "I don't know... But although there's no evidence, I have a hunch that it might be related to Mr. An."
Feng Wan thought for a mont, nodded, and said:
"If it's related to Mr. An, then he has betrayed ... And Mr. An is aware of your and my relationship."
Her gaze gradually turned serious.
"So, the Lion Holy Church knows that I'm by your side."
"...You're quite famous now, the other side will definitely think of you waiting at the gymnasium after the match. Maybe, on your way back, soone from the Lion Holy Church is already following you."
Xue Jing also thought of this, he chuckled and said, "Worthy of soone who has been a Sect Hierarch, Teacher Wan, you're really smart."
Ning Fengwan rolled her eyes, "Be serious, for all we know the Lion Holy Church might be squatting right outside the door now, we are in danger."
Xue Jing thought for a mont and said, "We can't confirm that Mr. An is related to the Lion Holy Church yet, but we must be cautious. If people from the Lion Holy Church have indeed tracked down our location, their inaction suggests they have so hesitations. However, no matter what, for the 'Sacred Object', they will eventually make their move."
"If there's sothing in Maple City that they're wary of, they'll wait until we're in a place where they have no such concerns before they act."
Xue Jing and Ning Fengwan looked at each other and said in unison, "On the sea."
"We are supposed to take a boat back to Qingcheng."
"If that's the case, then people from the Lion Holy Church will follow us onto the boat."
Xue Jing's eyes narrowed slightly.
"To get on the boat, they will definitely appear at the wharf."
Ning Fengwan pursed her lips and said, "...If I were a person from the Lion Holy Church, I'd have to ask you now, what's my bank card pin?"
Xue Jing laughed heartily, "It's just speculation, maybe it's just paranoid delusion."
...
During these days, aside from practicing in the small gym of his hotel room and studying the uses of the Dragon Horn, Xue Jing spent most of his ti touring around with Xue Wan.
With the assistance of the silver Dragon Thunder, his progress in martial arts cultivation could almost be described as advancing a thousand miles in a single day, and he could clearly feel himself getting stronger every day.
Ti slowly passed by, and after several days, it was December 29th already.
Xue Wan took leave and started her New Year's holiday a day early, planning to return to Qingcheng with Xue Jing.
Around noon, the two of them and a cat, dragging their luggage, arrived at the Maple City Wharf.
Xue Wan ignored the cooling weather, dressed in a rather sumry outfit with a sun hat on her head, and said happily:
"Finally going back to Qingcheng, I really miss the instant noodles cooked in the pot at ho." Find more chapters on m_v l|e-
Xue Jing, standing beside her, scanned the surroundings casually and said, "It's just instant noodles, how different can it be?"
"Hey, you don't understand the essence of the pot, do you? I can't explain it to soone who doesn't appreciate cooking like you," Xue Wan waved her hand dismissively.
Xue Jing stroked his chin and smiled, "Then you better rember what you just said."
Miao Miao was crouched on his shoulder, licking its paw.
Worried about the Lion Holy Church, even when leaving the house these past few days, Xue Jing always took Miao Miao with him, never letting her out of his sight.
Ning Fengwan had forcefully squeezed the Serpent Slayer Spearhead out for Xue Jing to use, and he hadn't been able to use this ability for so ti. Until now, it hadn't recovered, and his combat power was very weak.
Xue Jing's gaze was sharp like lightning as he swept it across the surroundings.
Everyone whose sight he brushed past felt an involuntary chill, their bodies breaking into goosebumps.
From the ti he arrived at the port until now, he had scanned almost every person coming and going at the wharf, but he hadn't spotted anyone suspicious.
"Am I overthinking it?"
He pondered.
At that mont, he casually glanced to the side.
It was an utterly inadvertent glance that a normal person probably wouldn't notice anything odd.
But Xue Jing possessed a skill known as "Aiming," and its level was as high as Lv9.
With extraordinary vision that surpassed human limits, he looked past countless intersecting figures and through transparent windows, and in a gap smaller than a mosquito's body, he noticed sothing amiss.
On a platform railing close to the coastline, two tall figures with black headbands and thick fur around their necks caught his eye.
Their feline-like gestures and posture, as if predatory cats stood upright, almost instantly confird for Xue Jing that they were from the Lion Holy Church.
After so thought, Xue Jing crouched down, placed his hand on the concrete, and channeled his Power, digging his fingers in.
In complete silence, he extracted a chunk of concrete just the right size from the ground.
"Seems like the Stone-throwing Immortal is hitting the Rivers and Lakes again," he whispered to himself.
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