Chapter 53: Is this you in this photo?

The last one Jia Ji picked up was indeed a giant cat—a voluptuous woman with wild, lion-like golden hair, golden eyes, and the defiant gaze of a feline: Reo Nai!

Beside her, Najetta’s gaze toward Jia Ji and Esdes grew increasingly strange, as if asking what kind of special play they were into—she’d seen all kinds in the imperial capital… but never anything like this.

Reo Nai, just awakened, had intended to bite Jia Ji hard to escape—but her sharp instincts screamed danger, so she feigned unconsciousness.

Where was the danger?

—Esdes.

“You’re not leaving the house again!!”

Of course, the furious Esdes was far more terrifying than any giant cat—Jia Ji immediately tapped seven acupoints on his chest, tracing the Big Dipper, vowing never to cause trouble on the streets again.

If you ask why Jia Ji isn’t afraid of being wanted, walking the streets every day with such a distinctive face?

Big Dipper Divine Fist, kid!

Though many have forgotten, the Big Dipper Divine Fist is ultimately an assassination fist… truly an assassination fist, truly…

Even when passing ordinary people face-to-face, they wouldn’t notice Jia Ji’s figure—only feel as if something had brushed past, a necessary stealth technique of assassination fists.

What truly frightened Jia Ji was: when had his terrible luck become so good?

He’d already picked up (forcibly seized) nearly all the beauties from Night Raid—would he next walk out and bump into the “National Divine Machine: Supreme Imperial Artifact”?

Speaking of Imperial Artifacts, they’ve appeared far too frequently lately.

As if fate had arranged it, in the homes of dead ministers and nobles or officials who died at the slightest touch, multiple Imperial Artifacts were discovered.

Such as the “World Complete Book·Longgonglong” seized from O’neist’s deputy, Sichong—recording maps and prophecies of all nations; the spatial artifact “Dimension Array·Shangri-La,” capable of instantly teleporting targets; the anti-artifact “Jewel Ornament·Ireston”…

Imperial Artifacts, once priceless, had suddenly become commonplace—a clear case of power inflation.

Yet Esdes still used “Muramasa”—at least its appearance was decent.

She’d asked why Jia Ji insisted on giving her “Muramasa.” Jia Ji naturally didn’t say it was blessed by fate, that a beauty wielding it would skyrocket in power and survive to the grand finale—he merely sneered:

“Muramasa’s one-strike kill? Meh.”

“Our Big Dipper Divine Fist—every part of the body is a one-strike kill.”

“What era are we in, still playing with old-school Imperial Artifacts? Just take it!”

Esdes: Annoying. Wants to cut him with Muramasa.

But Jia Ji’s speed in fleeing was absurdly fast; his preemptive dodges left the other imprisoned girls in the house stunned—they finally understood how they’d been captured.

Yet they still hadn’t found the “Demon Manifestation·Demon Essence”—to everyone else, it was poison, but perfectly suited for Esdes, like adding wings to a tiger.

Not in the minister’s hands, then it must be deeply hidden in the imperial palace—the place with the most Imperial Artifacts in the world. Those scattered among the people were rare.

Jia Ji wasn’t worried it would vanish—he had a feeling: the world would deliver it to Esdes’s side.

Like some strange rule—Imperial Artifact users attracting each other, battles between them ending in death—the dormant Artifacts also called out to their masters; those destined to meet would meet.

“It’s a bit cramped.”

He glanced around—Esdes was still just a junior officer, with no grand villa; cramming so many people in was inevitably tight.

Keeping beauties in a golden house?

Jia Ji: What imprisonment? I’m saving them!

Definitely not some collection obsession!

Like encountering a shiny Pokémon in the grass—could you let it escape? You’d surely trap it in your own Poké Ball.

Still, they needed another place.

“World Complete Book·Longgonglong—activate!”

Soon, Jia Ji spotted a perfect location—lush mountains, clear waters, beautiful scenery—the future Night Raid base, put to good use.

Ten kilometers north of the capital, hidden in the forest, with just the right level of danger in surrounding creatures.

“Follow my elbow!”

Having chosen the spot, Jia Ji took his newly captured “back-alley girls” to the new base, then tirelessly relocated the entire Orberg group—after all this back-and-forth, he realized he’d already nearly speedrun this world.

Those to kill, killed. Those to save, saved.

Suddenly, he had nothing left to do.

Thus, the long-absent 【Beauty’s Kaleidoscope】made its return!

What did everyone talk about when Jia Ji wasn’t around?

【Yinyang Eye Jianzi: I think this lip color shade is better [image.jpg]】

【Xia Na: Don’t get this】

【Forever Seventeen: Don’t get this】

【Angel After Death: Still mapo tofu…】

【Yinyang Eye Jianzi: I give up o(╥﹏╥)o】

Though she wasn’t some fashion-forward JK-type girl, Jianzi had frantically studied makeup from her new model friends and was now confidently ready to share her knowledge with the group…

But she felt unprecedented defeat.

Beauties are naturally gorgeous!

They don’t need makeup to compensate for imperfections!

Xia Na, a Fire Spirit Warrior who can transform, never ages; Baoyun Zi, a born yao, lives terrifyingly long; Xiao Zou isn’t even alive—makeup is utterly useless to them!

【Great Goddess: Bang bang ka bang~ Group owner makes a dazzling appearance】

Jia Ji skimmed the group chat, grinned.

【Great Goddess: Jianzi, so cute; Xiao Zou, I love you too (づ￣3￣)づ】

【Forever Seventeen: What about me? What about me? (＾Ｕ＾)ノ】

【Great Goddess: No evil cute behavior! But… I think Zi is the one in the group who most needs makeup knowledge…】

Ha, wait till someone calls you “Yilian, Eryou, San Da Ba” and you’ll realize how urgent it is!

【Forever Seventeen: I’m mad QAQ】

This reaction—could she really be the rare young Zi?

【Great Goddess: Send it! I command you to send the photo! Let everyone see!】

【Xia Na: Both hands, both feet, plus great sword—support righteous photo exposure!】

The only one who’d actually posted her photo spoke up—Xia Na wanted everyone to expose themselves to share the heat.

After all, since that day, Jia Ji had set her headshot as the group’s pinned post, for everyone to admire repeatedly.

Though Xia Na had repeatedly demanded Jia Ji remove it, how could he?

Every time he imagined new members marveling at little Xia Na’s cuteness, every compliment striking her with shame so deep she’d shut the group down, Jia Ji could never let her go.

【Forever Seventeen: Fine, I’ll send it! I’m not afraid! [image.jpg]】

【Great Goddess: …Is this person really you?】

Transmit my order: copy Xia Na’s photo one billion times—for all Qidian to enjoy!!

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(End of Chapter)