249: An unromantic man

Yang Dian frowned, a hint of confusion on his face.

Recalling his past experiences, he chuckled.

Since he started practicing Martial Arts, he had never really killed many people.

Even Charles and his group of drug traffickers were first controlled, then primarily captured alive.

Beyond that, when there were no unusual incidents and he was on his routine patrol duties,

He would occasionally help old men and women cross the road.

Or temporarily hold a child for a new mother.

Sometimes, he would even help children retrieve a badminton shuttlecock from a tree.

In such circumstances, it didn't seem strange for others to misjudge his character, did it?

With the thought of nipping evil in the bud, Yang Dian asked again:

"Who are these people you're talking about?"

"Do you know how many people from your Families are abroad?"

Lan Caier shook her head:

"I don't know."

"I usually look for Opportunity in the sea during the day and only go home to sleep at night; I don't want to bother with the Family's messy affairs."

"But the old men at home definitely know."

"After all, all the power is in their hands."

Yang Dian nodded and didn't ask anything else.

He didn't need to worry about those old men.

The old men also knew that things were chaotic abroad, so they generally stayed in the country.

After learning that they were willing to bet the Earth to prolong their lives, preparing to let the Lingwen Clan enter the Earth, the organization had already begun to deal with them.

Whether it was money-power transactions, power-sex transactions, or involvement with gangs... in short, as long as they wanted to, they could always find a reason to bring them down... Taking Lan Caier back to the plantation.

Yang Dian ignored the teasing glances of his uncles and cousins. After telling them that the high-ranking members of the gangs and corrupt police had been rounded up and that they could seize the Opportunity to expand their influence, he left the plantation amidst their pleas for him to stay.

After leaving the plantation, Lan Caier watched as Yang Dian led her directly into the deep mountains and old forests, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck:

"Where are we going now?"

She was confident in her appearance and figure.

If it weren't for the Qi Revival, and her Awakening abilities being exceptionally powerful,

She would definitely have become a high-class tool for Family marriages.

Now, with Yang Dian leading her deep into the mountains and old forests, she couldn't help but overthink things.

'The information I gathered said that although he likes to go to foot massage parlors, he is still an upright person?'

'He wouldn't have some special fetish, liking to be in desolate deep mountains and old forests...'

Just as Lan Caier was lost in wild thoughts, Yang Dian had already led her to a valley.

A valley strewn with corpses and reeking of decay.

Wild boars, jackals, macaques, snakes and pythons... various insects, animal remains, bird skeletons, piled up to an unknown depth.

Seven-colored miasma drifted with the wind under the moonlight, yet it seemed to be confined within the valley like lone spirits, swirling and rotating only within, sending shivers down one's spine.

Lan Caier, snapping out of her wild thoughts, swallowed hard, then carefully glanced at Yang Dian and asked:

"Thi... this is where?"

Yang Dian didn't speak; he just tilted his head to sense something, then waved his hand at the colorful miasma.

His Qi and Blood, emanating from his body, transformed into three gigantic fan blades, which began to spin wildly under Yang Dian's control.

A moment later, the colorful miasma covering the mountain was blown to the other side of the valley, and Yang Dian then saw a seven-colored sunflower located in the center of the valley.

"Huh, why is Lin Sen's crystal butterfly here?"

"And what is that seven-colored sunflower?"

"How did you know there was something good here?"

"And how can your Qi and Blood turn into a fan? The Qi and Blood of normal Martial Artists can only go straight, even a Martial Arts Grandmaster whose Qi Blood Dragon Transformation can only..."

Lan Caier, who had turned into a hundred thousand 'whys,' immediately stopped asking questions when she saw Yang Dian's seemingly inadvertent glance, and she lowered her head, acting like a quail.

"I didn't know that crystal butterfly would be here; I can only say it's a pleasant surprise."

After replying to Lan Caier, Yang Dian stretched out his hand and, out of thin air, grabbed at the seven-colored sunflower.

The next moment, the sunflower, along with a large amount of soil beneath it, was all lifted into the air by a large hand of Qi and Blood.

As for the crystal butterfly, it remained motionless on the sunflower, like a dead object.

Or rather, it was already a dead object.

Bringing the sunflower closer, Yang Dian reached out and took the crystal butterfly.

Suppressing the urge to devour it, he gently stroked the butterfly's wings.

Then, the three pairs of walking legs, crossed in front of the butterfly's body, also trembled slightly.

"Do you know the origin of this crystal butterfly?"

Upon hearing Yang Dian's question, Lan Caier immediately nodded:

"I heard that Lin Sen bought it as a butterfly specimen to give to his daughter."

"I don't know why it suddenly became a living rare treasure and could even be controlled by Lin Sen."

At this point, she looked away from the crystal butterfly.

The allure of the rare treasure was too strong for her; she was afraid she would do something irrational:

"But why is it like it's dead now, not moving at all?"

Lan Caier's confusion was also Yang Dian's confusion.

But it wasn't a big problem.

Dead or alive, as long as it was a rare treasure, it couldn't escape his stomach.

Lan Caier turned her head upon hearing crunching and chewing sounds.

Then her eyes widened:

"You just ate it like that?"

As she spoke, she swallowed again:

"Was it delicious?"

Yang Dian, frowning, shook his head:

"It's like chewing on something frozen, no taste. It's the most unpalatable of all the heaven and earth treasures I've ever eaten."

Lan Caier swallowed enviously again:

"You've eaten many heaven and earth treasures?"

"You haven't?" He looked at Lan Caier in surprise:

"Didn't you say you've always been looking for Opportunity in the sea?"

"There should be quite a few heaven and earth treasures in the sea, right?"

Lan Caier pouted:

"They're not that easy to find."

"And I'm a water-attribute Awakened, so I can only eat water-attribute heaven and earth treasures. Eating heaven and earth treasures of other attributes only slightly increases my physical strength, with no other significant effect."

"Have you never thought about practicing Martial Arts?"

"I have." Lan Caier sighed, a bit discouraged:

"But my Aptitude for Martial Arts is mediocre, and I can't endure the hardship of practicing Martial Arts..."

Amidst their back-and-forth conversation, the rare treasure in Yang Dian's stomach was undergoing Fast Digestion.

At the same time, the Spiritual Qi he released had also cleared the soil around the sunflower's roots, revealing a meter-long, calcified, somewhat colorful snake bone beneath.

As the snake bone appeared, a sweet, fishy scent immediately permeated the air. Lan Caier, whose cheeks had turned alluringly red at some point, placed her hand on Yang Dian's shoulder, subtly rubbing her clasped thighs:

"Why did you bring me here, darling?"

Looking at Lan Caier, whose eyes were as alluring as silk, Yang Dian casually put the calcified snake bone into his spatial ring, then took out an oxygen tank and smashed it onto her face.

"Breathe some oxygen, stop being horny."

Lan Caier, her eyes clear again, stomped her foot.

'Insensitive brute.'

Of course, she only dared to think this in her mind, not say it aloud.

Not long after, the air-space fighter summoned by Yang Dian once again hovered in front of him.

Lan Caier, realizing something, widened her eyes:

"I've been so obedient, and you're still going to send me to the Awakened prison?"