258: Night Demon Attack

Crack!

The sound was as faint as a silkworm devouring a mulberry leaf.

Xiong Jingqiu's expression changed drastically; she immediately pulled out a verdant jade pendant, which had seventeen scratches on it, each one very shallow.

But the seventeen cracks were intertwined, and the heart-shaped jade could shatter at any moment.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

"We must leave here as fast as we can!"

"Ah, but our internship has only just begun..."

"Hurry, pack your things! That's an order!"

Xiong Jingqiu didn't explain, secretly regretting that she should have decisively abandoned the mission yesterday.

Although the pendant had seventeen scratches, the first fourteen had accumulated over the past year or more, while in the last three days, a new scratch had appeared every day.

Xu Huan and Wang Xueting secretly exchanged glances, feeling guilty about whether they should throw away the tracker.

For the past four months, they had undergone various training at the base and had also signed an agreement never to reveal the location of the Spirit Realm node to any entity from then on.

But the tracker had been installed beforehand; it didn't count as "from then on," but rather "from before."

The moment their eyes met, both women understood the other's attitude—don't throw it away; we miss him so much!

...

Pfft!

The Spirit Turtle spat out a mouthful of blood.

Its entire body became a fraction more illusory, but its eyes were full of the excitement of a workaholic—I've outworked everyone again this time.

For the past three days, it had to expend its own vitality every day to calculate the location of Human Race strongholds; this was the best way for it to show its loyalty.

Before joining the young master's command, the most important thing was value; after joining the young master's command, the most important thing was loyalty, and then value, heh heh heh...

Xu Le nodded inwardly; if they encountered any more roadblocks, he could give the Spirit Turtle a bit more Spiritual Qi to replenish itself.

The Old Ghost thought something was wrong and shouted, "Old Turtle, is your Beacon accurate? Why haven't we been able to find the Stone Buddha yet?"

The Spirit Turtle snorted disdainfully, "The Stone Buddha is a Blazing Sun Realm expert, yet not a shred of his reputation has spread here. He must be extremely far from us, and his dwelling must be extremely well-hidden."

Seeing that the terrain ahead was a valley, Xu Le rode the horse directly into it.

Riding the horse was fun the first day, but after three days of riding, he was aching all over; the body of an ordinary person was too weak.

Finding a sheltered and spacious place, Xu Le slapped the horse with his palm, and the Paper Horse instantly reverted to the size of a palm.

He took out a paper wooden house and input Mental Energy, and the wooden house rapidly grew larger according to Xu Le's will.

It was clearly just a piece of spirit paper the size of a palm, just cut into the shape of a wooden house, yet it could actually turn into a wooden house.

Xu Le walked into the wooden house; it was filled with basic furniture, and there was even a stove and a kitchen range.

He had no interest in cooking, and the two "spirit-Lickers" weren't good at it either, so they could only make do with some snacks from his bag.

But he had only prepared seven days of rations, so he had to find food as soon as possible.

"Huh, the Paper Control Technique can cut out a horse that can run, and it can also cut out a wooden house that people can live in. Why can't I make a small car? If the road is bad, I could make a motorcycle; at least it wouldn't be as bumpy as a horse."

Xu Le had previously only studied the method of controlling paper figurines; after all, the Spirit Master had "gifted" him a stone box filled with all kinds of paper figurines, so he didn't need to worry about them at all.

The first step was making spirit paper, which was the most difficult step. It required many spiritual Materials, the most precious of which was hundred-year spirit blood—blood shed by a spirit with a hundred years of cultivation. The stronger the spirit blood, the more robust the foundation of the paper figurine.

Xu Le skipped this directly; there were still three A4-sized sheets of spirit paper left in the stone box, which was enough for now.

The second step was cutting the spirit paper. It wasn't just a matter of cutting it with scissors; before that, one needed to inject a massive amount of Qi to construct the shape one imagined.

It not only needed to be precise and reasonable, but it also had to be done in one go, otherwise a small piece of spirit paper would be wasted.

The book contained some basic production processes for paper figurines and Paper Horses; the simplest was naturally the wooden house, and the most difficult were living things like paper figurines.

Xu Le pondered for a while, and after confirming there were no issues, he began to inject Qi.

For the first time, he didn't make a motorcycle directly, but a multi-speed bicycle.

Three minutes later, the Qi injection was complete. Xu Le used scissors to cut out the area where the Qi had been injected, and a palm-sized "twenty-eight bar" bicycle appeared before his eyes.

spirit activation, activate!

A brand-new multi-speed bicycle appeared before his eyes. Xu Le tried riding it for a while; it was exactly the same as the real one at home.

After adjusting his breathing and using the "Qi Regulating and spirit Calming Method" to restore his spirit, Xu Le began to make a motorcycle. Thanks to his previous experience, Xu Le quickly replicated the motorcycle from his home.

Afterward, he made a luxury car. He had originally thought about making something like a Rolls-Royce from Earth Star, but since he had never ridden in one, he was worried about making a mistake and just made the one he usually rode in this life.

He also made a villa, which was also the house from this life.

Looking at the last remaining piece of spirit paper, Xu Le thought about saving it for when he might need it later, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation and tried to replicate a space ring.

He had easily understood the principle of this thing after possessing a void realm stone; the only limitation was that he didn't have the space attribute.

Now was a good time to try it out.

The first time, failure!

He thought about making a 100x100x100m³ space ring, but as soon as he started, the Ghost's Qi was consumed rapidly. The Ghost could handle it, but his Mental Energy couldn't, and he wasted half a sheet of spirit paper.

The last chance.

After Xu Le restored his spirit, he successfully made a 3x3x2m³ space ring.

Originally, his limit could have been 3x3x3, but fearing a mistake, he ultimately chose the safest option.

He cut out the paper ring, folded it into the shape of a ring, put it on his right index finger, and put everything else inside it.

Night.

The darkness was too thick to melt away.

Xu Le suddenly opened his eyes and opened the door; the two spirits quickly greeted him.

"Young Master, you're awake!"

Xu Le nodded and walked outside. He saw that the outside was pitch black as ink; there was no bright moon, no stars.

There wasn't a shred of light in the world, as if they were locked in a coffin.

The Spirit Turtle quickly pinched its fingers, its expression becoming increasingly ugly, and it spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Young Master, there's an ambush! The heavenly secrets here have been shielded; this old servant cannot calculate who is playing tricks behind the scenes."

The Old Ghost's expression also became grave: "Young Master, I have heard of such a phenomenon.

Rumor has it that over thirty years ago, whenever the Night Demon acted, the sun and moon would lose their light, and within a 300-meter radius, neither humans nor spirits, not even chickens or dogs, would be spared."

But it's rumored that he kicked an iron plate and met his end; in the last thirty-plus years, I haven't heard of him making a move."

The Spirit Turtle's expression also changed. Over thirty years ago, the Night Demon was already a Blazing Sun Realm Peak expert. Having been silent for over thirty years, it was even possible he had made a Breakthrough in his Realm.

An existence above the Blazing Sun Realm!

The Spirit Turtle's heart beat wildly; before the battle had even begun, despair had already arisen in its heart.