Chapter 178 The True Form Descends on the Demon Capital, This Woman's Kneeling for Money Makes the Entire City Kneel in Admiration
"Captain, can you turn off the engines? This noise has seriously exceeded the threshold for my 'Dream Dao Validation'."
Ten thousand meters in the air, inside the luxurious cabin of the Great Xia Kingdom's top-tier private jet, "heavenly phoenix", Jiang Chen was completely sunken into a soft couch made from ten-thousand-year-old calming wood, which he had just "zero-dollar purchased" back from the Lin Family.
He kept his eyes closed, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was clutching that star dream emperor pillow tightly in his arms, looking irritable as if to say, "Whoever wakes me up will die."
The System's cheeky voice rang out in his mind right on cue:
【Ding! Detected that the host is humble-bragging.】
【System evaluation: If the captain really turned off the engines, you wouldn't be doing 'Dream Dao Validation', you'd be skydiving in your dreams.】
【Current Mental Energy: Due to just 'pilfering' the Lin Family ancestral home from ten thousand miles away, it is currently in a state of extreme hunger. It is recommended to find a high-quality 'power outlet' to recover some blood.】
Jiang Chen ignored the System's roasting; he felt a pair of cool, small hands with a unique cold fragrance pressing against his temples, the pressure moderate and extremely relieving.
"Jiang Chen, we are almost at Devil City." Mu Qingxue's cold, clear voice rang in his ear. Although her tone was still that of a cold, aloof mentor, she was currently kneeling beside Jiang Chen. Her long legs, wrapped in high-denier black silk, were crossed in a very fleshy way. To make the massage easier, she had almost pressed half her body against Jiang Chen's shoulder.
"Mm... Teacher, a bit lower, my cervical spine is a bit stiff too." Jiang Chen ordered with his eyes closed, taking the opportunity to lean his head against that stunning curve.
Mu Qingxue's delicate body stiffened slightly, and a flash of shame and annoyance crossed her ice-blue eyes. However, feeling the increasingly pure-yang and domineering Qi on Jiang Chen's body due to his Breakthrough, the Cold Poison that had been raging inside her for years had become as docile as a cat.
This extreme physiological dependence made it impossible for her to muster any resistance at all; instead, she bit her red lips and obediently increased the pressure of her hands.
On the other side, Su Qingyue was not to be outdone. She held a bowl of Divine Phoenix bird's nest stewed over low heat with ten-thousand-year-old Phoenix-perching parasol wood. She gently blew on the spoon to cool it down and brought it to Jiang Chen's lips: "Brother Jiang Chen, open your mouth. This has just been warmed up; it's best for the Divine Sense consumption from your cross-spatial spellcasting earlier."
Iliya, on the side, maintained her semi-beast form. Her nine snow-white, fluffy tails were like the finest temperature-controlled silk quilt, covering Jiang Chen's legs tightly, with one tail tip occasionally playfully scratching Jiang Chen's palm.
Is this going to war? This is clearly an emperor's tour!
Meanwhile, at Devil City Hongqiao Airport, on the private tarmac.
The entire airport had been placed under the highest level of black-level martial Law. The four great Families of Devil City (except for the Lin Family, who were currently mourning), the board of directors of Devil City Martial Arts University, and the Zhao Family's Old Ancestor, Zhao Busi, who had just been scared out of his wits by "one pillow", were all present.
Everyone was shivering in the cold wind, yet no one dared to look up.
"Old Ancestor, is that... is that lord really that terrifying?" The current head of the Zhao Family, Zhao Wuji, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a low voice.
Zhao Busi glared with his eye that hadn't yet lost its swelling and backhanded a slap onto the back of Zhao Wuji's head: "Shut up! If you want to die, don't drag the Zhao Family down with you! That lord just slapped a Half-step Grandmaster to death in the Northern Territory, and then lifted the Lin Family's ancestral home from ten thousand miles away. You call this terrifying? This is a miracle! When he gets off the plane later, even if you have to lick it with your tongue, you must lick the ground clean for me!"
Those around them were terrified. The Lin Family had operated in Devil City for a thousand years, and the Formation of their ancestral home was something even a Great Grandmaster would find troublesome. Yet last night, amidst a sound of "snoring", everything from the floor tiles to the roof beams was gone. This had already become the most terrifying legend in the upper circles of Devil City.
"Boom—!"
The flashy pink "heavenly phoenix" broke through the clouds and landed steadily.
The cabin door opened. There was no expected golden armor, nor any earth-shattering Aura.
Walking out first were four expressionless black-clad death soldiers (Lin Family captives recruited by Jiang Chen), carrying a huge bed made of calming wood that shimmered with purple light throughout.
Jiang Chen was wearing those silk pajamas with the spongebob pattern, hugging his pillow, lying on his side on the bed, sleeping soundly with snot bubbles inflating and deflating.
Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue were on his left and right, as if escorting a peerless treasure, holding divine weapons, their beautiful eyes sweeping across the crowd coldly.
"Kneel—!"
Zhao Busi shrieked at the top of his lungs, taking the lead, and threw himself prostrate on the ground with a thud.
Clatter!
Across the entire tarmac, thousands of top bigwigs from the Devil City martial arts world all knelt down in unison, a scene that was spectacular to the extreme.
"Respectfully welcome Young Master Jiang to Devil City!"
The sound waves rolled, shooting straight into the clouds.
However, just as this majestic cheer rang out, Jiang Chen, who had been sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly furrowed his brows into a "river" shape.
He turned over with extreme irritation, grabbed the flip-flop that had performed glorious military service at his feet, and without even opening his eyelids, tossed it out.
"Slap!"
The flip-flop instantly expanded in the air, transforming into a purple phantom a hundred meters long, carrying a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, and directly lashed out at an aviation control tower not far away.
"Rumble!"
The sturdy tower was like a soda can squeezed by a hydraulic press, instantly shortened by half, with glass shards scattering all over the ground.
"So... noisy..."
Jiang Chen's low and hoarse voice exploded directly in everyone's minds through Mental Energy, "Who allowed you to be so loud? You've affected my savoring of that 'Empress Foot-Washing' dream just now. Can you afford to pay for that?"
The whole scene was instantly dead silent, even the sound of breathing disappeared.
Zhao Busi lay on the ground, his butt stuck high in the air, not daring to even breathe heavily. He was frantically overthinking in his heart: 【Good heavens! Young Master Jiang is actually using this method to warn us to sneak in the darkness and learn the Dao of Silence! That flip-flop... it's clearly the ultimate application of the Law of Space! He didn't move at all, yet he shattered a building a thousand meters away. This must be the legendary 'Great Dream Returning to One'!】
Jiang Chen yawned, buried his head back into Iliya's tails, and casually wrapped his arm around one of Mu Qingxue's arms.
"Teacher... hold me tighter... it's drafty..."
Mu Qingxue blushed. In the public eye, amidst the kneeling of all the bigwigs in the city, she helplessly leaned down and gently took this "Devil King" into her arms.
"Lift the sedan, go to the Lin Family." Su Qingyue ordered coldly.
Thus, witnessed by the people of Devil City and countless live-streaming cameras, Jiang Chen lay on that priceless wooden bed, carried by four Grandmaster-level "sedan carriers", and surrounded by a group of trembling bigwigs, slowly drifted toward the ruins of the Lin Family ancestral land.
On this day, Devil City was silent, with only the snoring of the Sleep God to be heard.