Chapter 187: Chapter 177: The Emperor and the Dragon

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Master of the Weeping Demon Prison.

It seemed that in the end, eight Evil Gods had possessed bodies, all except for the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison.

Was there perhaps some other deal between it and Song Qingyun?

What was its relationship with that planet?

Shen Ye suddenly remembered the owner of the Flying Sword.

The words of that female voice echoed in his ears again:

"That Evil God is somewhat special, it must have secrets on it, so let's not kill it for now and see if we can find any valuable information."

—The master who used the Flying Sword really had an exceptional vision, immediately noticing something off with the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison.

"The 'Anomalies' in the world have increased lately, and a few 'Catastrophes' have also occurred."

With Qian Rushan's voice, the holographic image changed.

By the sea.

Deep in the ocean, a black building soared straight into the clouds.

Two hosts stood on the beach, facing the camera:

"Friends, I am now at the seaside, and on the horizon behind me is the rare mirage called Fata Morgana, which usually does not appear in this area, let's have an expert explain this for us now."

With an air of having the answers, the expert smiled and said:

"Audience friends, you are in for a treat, this is an extremely rare kind of Fata Morgana, from a scientific standpoint…" Sёarᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Shen Ye turned his gaze toward the black structure.

—No matter the mirage, there are no such towering buildings in the world!

"Is it becoming impossible to hide?" Shen Ye asked.

"Yes," Qian Rushan replied.

"Song Qingyun shouldn't have died so quickly," Shen Ye expressed some regret.

"You don't need to worry so much, tall men will prop up the sky if it falls, there are many powerful humans—just focus on studying," Qian Rushan said.

Shen Ye thought that made sense.

If even the master with the Flying Sword couldn't win, there was no need for him to worry.

But if she could win—

He wouldn't need to worry so much; he just had to concentrate on finishing his studies.

The logic was clear.

Once everything was connected, all became clear.

Shen Ye took a long breath and stretched lazily, "I have a few days off, perfect for some rest."

Qian Rushan changed the subject:

"Oh right, let me have your motorcycle for now."

"Huh? For what?" Shen Ye asked.

"You can't earn military merits—you're still a minor, Kunlun is planning to upgrade your bike as a reward."

"… Upgrading the bike? Such a perfunctory reward," he said.

Shen Ye, however, still took out the bike and let Qian Rushan take it away.

"What you did last night deserves more than just a bike upgrade, but since you're neither in the military nor of age yet, Kunlun has decided to reward you in a different form."

"What will it be?" Shen Ye asked with interest.

"Here it comes," Qian Rushan said with a mysterious smile.

The phone suddenly made a sound.

Shen Ye took it out and saw a line of text on the screen:

"Your account has just received a deposit, please log in to view."

Shen Ye logged in to check.

Hiss—

"This is the exam's first-place prize from the Group, don't take it too seriously," Qian Rushan laughed.

"The Group really does have money," Shen Ye remarked.

"Kunlun's rewards will be sent directly to your family—you now have a large sum of money, what do you plan to do?" asked Qian Rushan.

"Maybe rent a fish pond, work on some green ecology," Shen Ye said thoughtfully.

"… Rent a fish pond, are you going to sell fish?" Qian Rushan asked curiously.

"I'm thinking of raising softshell turtles, not for sale, just for fun."

"… I'm really at a loss with you."

The Martial Arts Group's Flying Shuttle soared through the clouds.

Meanwhile, another even more massive Flying Shuttle flew thousands of miles away, higher in the heavens.

Representatives of the Five Great Families, three major organizations, and the World Government were all gathered in one place.

The meeting was very solemn.

An elder stood on the podium, analyzing data sent back from space probes.

Below the stage.

Powerful individuals sat around a round table, their expressions serious and focused.

Song Yinchen moved her stiff neck, her gaze sweeping across the faces, appearing somewhat distracted.

But if someone looked her way—

She'd immediately show a stern face, sitting up straight, pretending to listen intently to the report.

"How much longer will this meeting last?" she asked quietly.

"An extraterrestrial planet is approaching, it's a matter of human survival, it can't last too long," Chaos Spirit Light conveyed through telepathy.

"Sigh, I'd rather go back and learn some combat techniques, that would be more useful," the girl grumbled.

"Besides the whip, you know too little indeed, you really need to learn more combat skills—"

"But now you represent the Song Family, the newest of the Five Great Families, how could you leave early?" Chaos Spirit Light said.

"I have existed for billions of years and never felt boredom—Yinchen, you should learn to enjoy this emptiness and solitude," Chaos Spirit Light added.

"That man's data analysis isn't bad at all, I've been reading a book recently, called Quantum Mechanics, shall I introduce you to it?" Chaos Spirit Light continued.

The girl rested her chin on her hand, staring straight ahead at the platform, her heart long since elsewhere.

—Wonder what Brother Shen Ye is up to.

She had learned the technique of "recording video" from him last time.

She really wanted to learn more exciting battlefield tactics from him.

That's right.

He seemed to have completed the freshman training and should be back home by now.

She'd pay him a visit later!

"When can I leave?" Song Yinchen asked quietly.

"This meeting will last for two days," Chaos Spirit Light responded.

Song Yinchen pouted.

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Two days.

——It really dragged on.

...

It takes more than twenty hours to travel from Qingzhou to Yunshan Port, but the return trip from Jade Capital to Qingzhou only takes forty minutes.

After the Flying Shuttle landed, Shen Ye said farewell to Qian Rushan at the airport and went straight home.

His father Shen Shi'an and his mother Zhao Xiaochang had received the news early and had prepared a big table of dishes at home.

As soon as Shen Ye walked through the door, he was greeted by his tearful mother:

"Xiao Ye, you... you've put on weight."

"..." Shen Ye.

"That's not fat, that's getting strong," Shen Shi'an looked at Shen Ye with satisfaction.

The couple exchanged a glance, one went to close the door, and the other pulled Shen Ye toward the study.

"What's going on?"

Shen Ye asked, puzzled.

"Xiao Ye, our family is rich now," Zhao Xiaochang said with a beaming smile.

"What happened? Mom?" Shen Ye curiously inquired.

"Last week, your dad bought a lottery ticket and won the first prize!" Zhao Xiaochang said.

"Your mom found a wallet in the park, returned it to the owner, and as a token of gratitude, they gave her an apartment!" Shen Shi'an added.

"..." Shen Ye.

"Right, we are going to have a demolition here."

"And one more thing, a few days ago, a blind massage shop opened up here, and they gave your dad a free coupon. He went for a massage, and surprisingly, it activated an old chronic condition, and then his meridians cleared up."

Shen Ye immediately looked at his father.

His father Shen Shi'an nodded with a smile and said, "My old injury is gradually healing."

"...That's really great. Where's that blind massage shop? I want to try it too," Shen Ye said.

"It closed down—what a pity, it was actually quite good."

"Closed down already? It's only been a few days?"

"Yes, so your dad was very lucky—come on, let's go eat!."

——Qian Rushan said that Kunlun would reward me in some other way.

So, they brought a master healer to treat my father, and when he was nearly recovered, they left without a word?

That's good.

It seems that Kunlun understands human feelings and etiquette pretty well.

Is it really artificial intelligence?

The whole family sat around the dinner table, full of joy.

Naturally, the parents were concerned about what was happening at school, and Shen Ye shared whatever he could talk about.

After dinner, Shen Ye helped his mother wash the dishes, and she began complaining about the recent rise in vegetable prices, talking about everything from the market to housing prices, to the stray cats and dogs downstairs, as well as the inconsiderate neighbors parking indiscriminately in the community.

Family gossip, all trivial matters, but Shen Ye listened carefully, interjecting from time to time.

Before they knew it, night fell.

There was nothing special in the evening; they simply reheated the lunch dishes, turned on the TV, watched the news, and finished their meal.

In the middle, Xiao Mengyu called to ask what he was doing for the summer vacation, which aroused the parents' suspicion.

The mother discussed the topic of puppy love back and forth.

Shen Ye hummed and hawed in response, then went back to his room to surf the internet.

He watched a drama while tearing open a bag of marinated snacks to eat.

The Skeleton also took a few bites, then spat them out in discontent, refusing to eat any more.

It refused anything that didn't match its taste.

——This bag of spicy pork jerky indeed could not gain the Skeleton's favor.

"Don't worry, I'll rent a fish pond tomorrow and let you have your fill," Shen Ye said.

"I'm tired of eating soft-shelled turtles. Are there any other fish?" the Skeleton asked.

"How about river shrimp?"

"How big?"

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"Not even as big as a pinky finger."

"Too small, won't eat!"

"What about mandarinfish?"

"Mandarin fish? Sounds ugly, won't eat," the Skeleton declared.

"Mandarinfish are good stuff. As a lonesome Undead, why are you so superstitious!"

"I want to bring good luck."

"If that's the case, we have king crab in our world!" Shen Ye said irritably.

"King... crab, that works; I'll eat that."

"Forget it, that's expensive."

"How expensive can it be? You're rich now!"

"Drop it."

"Don't be stingy. I was planning to help you improve 'Whispers of the Dark.'"

"Fine, I'll take you there once, and you can see for yourself."

When Shen Ye opened the door, he saw his mother Zhao Xiaochang about to head to the supermarket and quickly called out, saying he would go too.

He walked around the supermarket with his mom.

"Do you see that counter there? The first kind is river shrimp, the second is prawn, and as for the third—"

Shen Ye whispered, "The dark red one with two claws, looking very imposing, that's the king crab."

"I want the king crab!" the Skeleton decided.

"Sure!"

Shen Ye loaded up a huge pile, finished packing, weighed them, and then walked away from the seafood counter.

"Look," he said, showing off, "I'm good to you, aren't I?"

"Good friend!" the Skeleton praised.

When paying, the cashier called out:

"Excuse me, the crayfish are a total of 275 Yuan."

Shen Ye bent down to pay.

"Hey," the Skeleton whispered, "wasn't it supposed to be king crab? Why did it become crayfish?"

Shen Ye scolded calmly, "In our world, there's always been the saying of the 'True Dragon Emperor.' All emperors are made of dragons, got it?"

"So it is, you know quite a bit," the Skeleton remarked.

"Nonsense, I graduated from junior high."

Smoothly passed the test.

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