CHAPTER 106: CHAPTER 106: RETURN TO DONGNING

As Chen Shouyi landed, he deftly took a step forward, his long sword flashing like lightning across the monster’s scaly neck. The head instantly detached from the body, and a gush of foul blood sprayed forth.

The atmosphere abruptly turned silent; not a sound was heard.

Everyone stood as if petrified, staring blankly at the headless corpse of the monster, its tail still twitching.

It’s over just like that.

The monster was so terrifying that earlier everyone had fallen into despair. Even two security consultants had died, and many special police officers were mentally prepared to sacrifice themselves. Yet in just over ten seconds, it toppled.

It fell so decisively.

Even Wei Xiang, who had just loosed an arrow, paused slightly. Quickly, he strode over and patted Chen Shouyi’s shoulder vigorously: "Well done!"

Feeling the immense force from the other person, Chen Shouyi’s body softened, nearly sitting down, and he shook his head modestly: "It was really your accurate shot. If it weren’t for your arrow hitting the monster, I’m afraid we would all be dead here!"

Wei Xiang paused, then laughed heartily: "Let’s stop praising each other."

In truth, he knew in his heart that his archery wasn’t truly divine; another martial artist might have done the same. But to hold the monster for such a length of time and remain unharmed was no small feat.

He had been a martial artist for nearly ten years and had met most of the martial artists in Hedong City, but those with such skill were estimated to be fewer than ten.

Chen Shouyi saw Wei Xiang’s bloodied abdomen and asked, "Is your wound okay?"

"Just a flesh wound, I’ll be fine in a few days!"

Director Huang came to his senses, directed his men to deal with the wounded and the corpse, and quickly walked over to the two, shaking hands, his face a mix of gravity and relief: "Fortunately, we had you two here this time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

As Chen Shouyi withdrew his hand, his body shook a little, somewhat unsteady.

"Advisor Chen, are you alright?" Director Huang asked with concern.

"It’s nothing, just feeling a bit faint!" Chen Shouyi smiled bitterly. During the intense battle, he hadn’t felt it, but as his body relaxed afterward, he felt waves of weakness, and his muscles even ached.

Despite his stature, Director Huang hurriedly reached out to support Chen Shouyi.

Seeing this from afar, Bai Xiaoling quickly ran over: "Director, let me take care of it."

"Alright, Xiao Bai, make sure to take good care of Advisor Chen, that’s an order." Director Huang said.

"Yes, Director." Bai Xiaoling answered loudly and then half embraced Chen Shouyi.

Such a strong body!

His whole body is solid muscle, and even the smell of his sweat is pleasant...

I wonder if he’s too rough; my delicate body can’t handle a martial artist’s brutality.

Oh no, stop it. You perverted girl, you can’t think like this anymore.

Her face blushed more and more, as if emitting steam.

Fortunately, no one noticed her; if they did, they probably thought she was a shy little girl.

At this moment, Director Huang said to Wei Xiang: "Advisor Wei, you’d better go to the hospital to handle your wound; this is a being from another world and could carry germs or viruses. Don’t be reckless."

"Alright, Lao Huang, Advisor Chen, I’ll head off first." Wei Xiang also stopped pretending, nodded, and said.

With that, he walked toward the car. His liaison seemed ready to help him but was waved off by Wei Xiang.

He opened the car door, waved goodbye to the two, then sat in the back seat, and quickly left.

"Director Huang, I’ll be leaving too." Chen Shouyi also bid farewell.

"Alright, take a good rest. Your contributions haven’t gone unnoticed. The mission bonus and accolades will be issued at the highest level, check your bank account tomorrow."

For these martial artists, it’s best to be straightforward, avoiding bureaucratic subtleties and intricacies.

Chen Shouyi nodded and was about to leave.

Just then, a luxury car with police lights sped in, emitting a piercing screech, causing Chen Shouyi to stop.

A middle-aged man in black with a powerful presence exited the car. He had short hair, stiff and straight like bristles, with a face chiseled like a sculpture. His slanted, deep-set eyes exuded a solemn demeanor.

"General Manager Cui, you’re finally here." Director Huang took quick steps to greet him.

Cui Ziweng glanced at the monster’s corpse, paused for a moment, then said calmly: "Got caught in a bit of traffic, but it seems you all resolved it yourselves."

"Advisor Chen and Advisor Wei took action together. Advisor Wei got slightly injured and has gone to the hospital. Let me introduce you, this is Advisor Chen, Chen Shouyi. This is General Manager Cui Ziweng from the General Bureau." Director Huang introduced.

"Hello, General Manager Cui!" Chen Shouyi immediately took a few steps forward, refraining from prematurely attempting to shake hands.

"Well done!" Cui Ziweng assessed Chen Shouyi with an up-and-down glance, nodding, "Since there’s no problem, I’ll be on my way."

"Really sorry for the trouble of you making the trip!"

Director Huang escorted him to his car, courteously opened the car door for him, and only turned around after the car was no longer in sight.

Chen Shouyi watched, feeling envious, what a powerful presence.

This is the influence of a great martial artist, where even the district police substation’s director has to be cautious in his approach.

...

Two days later, on the high-speed train heading to Dongning City.

The last mission reward amounted to an impressive 1.5 million and 100 merit points, comparable to an exploratory mission, making his dwindling savings quickly swell again.

If one dares to adventure, earning money is indeed relatively easy for a martial artist, but as far as his true self was concerned, he would rather not earn that money. The previous mission was truly too dangerous, a single mistake, and you could be dying on the spot.

You talk about enjoying the excitement of life-and-death battles, challenging oneself, sorry, he couldn’t feel it at all.

The less of this kind of thrill, the better.

...

At this time, he was perusing a book titled "Gods of Another World," which detailed the ranks of gods.

The lowest rank belongs to divine creatures, also known as pseudo-gods.

Through years of faith, these beings gradually developed divinity and began to slowly absorb the power of faith.

However, these creatures, due to different races or talents, have vastly different strengths, with the strong comparable to True Gods and the weak inferior to ordinary supernatural beings.

Next is the demigods. As their divinity strengthens and they accumulate more power of faith, they eventually ignite divine fire, essentially becoming gods, each of them incredibly formidable.

Finally, there are the True Gods...

The entire book dedicates the most space to divine creatures, providing detailed content, whereas about demigods and True Gods, there are only a few pages, using vague terms like generally, it is estimated, possible.

After reading the last page, Chen Shouyi gently closed the book, with a thoughtful expression:

"The mysterious big tree on the Barbarian Island behind the Dongning Spatial Passage is probably a divine creature, and generally such tree-type divine creatures aren’t strong in combat."

...

After the train stopped at Dongxing Station, two young people, a man, and a woman, took the seats opposite Chen Shouyi.

Once aboard, they seemed glued to each other, talking non-stop.

Chen Shouyi averted his gaze, staring out the window.

Public displays of affection, how annoying.