She had never taught such advanced operations. Yang Liuqing figured it out entirely on her own.
“Xiao Qingqing is really a monster,”
Ke Li noticed her change and couldn’t help but exclaim.
It had only been a short time, yet she had evolved to a level that was hard to comprehend.
If the hunters and their masters behind them knew, they would go crazy trying to snatch her away. They wouldn’t be following the rules like this now.
They clearly hadn’t realized the importance of the Magic Potion. They thought [Destiny] was just a manifestation of powerful strength.
If they could grab it, good; if not, destroy it.
With such thoughts, they sent hunters here, which was a huge mistake.
But it was hard to blame them. Because no one knew that “Defying Fate” was literal.
Once you obtained the Magic Potion, your fate changed accordingly. What was involved was more than just power.
‘In Ke Ling’s opinion, these guys didn’t even need to wait for the God’s Gate to open. The Potion of Destiny was very likely the most representative heaven-defying item inside. The Qualification to Become a God had been thrown out by the Game Manager for them to fight over. Unfortunately, it didn’t receive enough attention.’
“Xiao Qingqing is so lucky,”
Ke Li said with feeling.
Perhaps this was the influence of fate.
‘Ke Ling calmed herself. No matter what, she had to protect Yang Liuqing tonight. Their fate could not be tainted by outsiders.’
Yang Liuqing didn’t know what the two little ones were thinking.
She was completely immersed in her own world.
Her control over Qi was becoming more and more proficient.
At this moment, she had entered the stage of [Hidden].
The pool of silvery liquid was converging its aura, becoming calm and mirror-like.
When it was completely sealed, it would be officially finished.
As the saying goes, cultivation knows no time. In the blink of an eye, three hours passed. The sun hung high, baking the entire Xiaoya Bay.
“…So hot. I’d rather be digging potatoes in Siberia than walking on Lingnan’s streets during the day.”
At this time, two uninvited figures appeared on West District Street.
The speaker was petite, with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a white dress and white stockings.
She looked like a porcelain doll, delicate and cute.
Anyone who didn’t know would think that a doll from a shelf had come to life and was walking down the street.
The girl’s tone carried a trace of disgust. Fine beads of sweat formed on her fair forehead.
It was clear that her constitution was not suited to Lingnan’s climate. She might be more comfortable in a bitter-cold place.
Behind the girl followed a burly man.
He wore a gray top hat, had a square face, brown skin, and brown eyes.
His expression was blank, and his English-style gray overcoat that reached past his knees looked completely out of place with the local climate.
This man, about thirty-five years old, didn’t even break a sweat, as if he was overly adapted to Lingnan’s humid and hot environment.
“Speaking of potatoes, I think I smell potatoes,”
the girl said, wiping the sweat from her forehead and sniffing the air ahead.
On the bustling street, breakfast stalls appeared endlessly, and all kinds of food aromas mixed and drifted.
“George, go buy me some potato breakfast.”
“Rose, didn’t anyone teach you that when asking for help, you should lie down and show your belly?”
Upon hearing the girl’s words, the burly man gently shook his head, his hoarse voice sounding like it had reverb.
“Tch, what a pervert. Next time I’ll throw you into Siberia to dig potatoes,”
the girl called Rose said with disgust.
“Ah, so annoying. I was just on a mission in Lingnan when I got sent here. Little sweetheart, where are you? Don’t make it hard for big sister to find you.”
“It should be around here. I sensed a very strong aura earlier,”
the burly man George rigidly turned his head, looking for the target.
These two foreigners stood on the street like rare beasts, unforgettable.
“[Puppeteer] Rose and [War Machine] George, I didn’t expect you two to be here. But I suggest you leave as soon as possible. This is Huaxia’s hunting ground.”
Suddenly, a black figure approached from the front. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was thin and tall, with a black suit and red tie. It was one of the ones who had tracked Yang Liuqing last night.
“I’ll kill you, [ Heimaliu ],”
Rose looked over, raised her middle finger in a friendly greeting.
“It’s none of your business,”
George only glanced at him once and lost interest. Two against one, they could take him easily.
“Good advice is hard on the ears, huh? Barbarians really can’t understand human language,”
[Heimaliu] pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
“Monkey, are you really looking for death?”
Rose immediately turned cold. She often operated in East Asia and had long learned several local languages.
“In your Chinese words, treasures are born for the virtuous to possess. As participants in the Game, we have the right to compete. If you try to stop us, you’d better leave your life behind.”
“Hmph, unreasonable,”
[Heimaliu] sensed a hint of danger and immediately backed down.
“Whatever. Good advice is wasted on a dead ghost.”
With that, he quickly retreated.
“Ridiculous,”
Rose rolled her eyes, just about to start a fight.
“Is this guy full or something?”
“Maybe he was trying to test our background. Perhaps there are ambushes around,”
George remained expressionless, but the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely obvious.
“Don’t mess around during the day. I don’t want to attract those guys. Especially the 【Ice Witch】,”
Rose shook her head, a look of wariness on her face. In someone else’s territory, you play by their rules—that’s common sense.
“Mm,”
George nodded slightly.
“Too dangerous. Find the person as soon as possible and take them away.”
“Think too much. Even if we find them, it’s hard to take them away. Now there are their people inside and out,”
Rose spread her hands.
“The road is long, and time doesn’t allow it,”
George stated the key problem. They had arrived too late. Even if they caught the person before tonight, they couldn’t bring them back.
“We’ll have to digest it ourselves,”
Rose curled her lips.
“Above wants to deploy Black Fish,”
George quietly dropped explosive news.
“Why didn’t you say so earlier!”
Rose gave him a dirty look.
“We’re near the sea. With Black Fish, it’ll be much easier to escape. The question is, do you think they can infiltrate?”
“Hard, but we have to try. The value of the Magic Potion may be far beyond our imagination,”
George said calmly, with no fluctuation in his eyes.
“Whatever. Let’s fill our bellies first,”
Rose said, then bounced over to a breakfast stall to pick food. George followed quickly like a bodyguard.
Guwa! At the same time, inside the Xinxin Commercial Lending Company on West District Street, a scream rang out.
“Useless!”
Scarface kicked Huang Mao, murderous intent clear in his eyes.
His twisted face made the scar on his cheek wriggle like a large worm, exceptionally ferocious.
This bald middle-aged man was now full of anger.