Chapter 135: Give Me a Few Minutes!

"Did you sneak a peek at the moon rising before?"

Both asked in near-unison, but after exchanging glances, they refocused their attention on the giant creature.

If nothing unexpected occurs, this thing must be the "Moon Beast" the natives speak of.

As Guantianshou unfolded, Feng Xue frowned, for atop this "Moon Beast" were numbers—and…

"About the same as Lao Kuna's lifespan!"

Precisely, just two days more—but considering Lao Kuna had just sacrificed his lifespan to gain it back today, Feng Xue suddenly had an idea.

While Feng Xue was engaged in mental labor, Sara had already lunged forward; though still wearing Fena's face, she now radiated an unparalleled madness, unlike her previous reclusive, emotionless state.

Hook-like claws extended from her fingertips, her blood-red eyes brimming with ferocity.

Compared to her, as if about to transform into a werewolf at any moment, even the beast-form Moon Beast seemed elegant and deliberate; seeing Sara charge, it didn't meet her attack like a wild beast, but instead sidestepped with a light leap, then directly lunged toward Feng Xue.

Click-click-click…

The Jade Seal rapidly pressed down; three waters and two woods coalesced into a dark, thick, ominous form emerging from Feng Xue's body. He flicked his fingers, sending forth specks of ink. The Moon Beast had leapt to within striking distance—just a head's reach from swallowing half his body—and this strike was now unavoidable.

The Moon Beast reacted swiftly; realizing evasion was impossible, it simply braced itself, opening its mouth to absorb the ominous black mud pellets directly, its sharp fangs piercing straight through Feng Xue's body.

But Feng Xue, having stayed put to await the attack, clearly wasn't surrendering to death; the instant the fangs pierced him, his body reappeared beside Sara, who was rushing back to aid him. A single glance exchanged, and both immediately sprinted toward the shore.

Only then did the figure in the tiger's jaws explode into a mouthful of "mud," engulfing the tiger entirely, accompanied by a fine crackling of thunder and piercing screams, as the once-sacred radiance was steadily eroded and dissolved by dark lightning.

"Electricity? Fluid? Error! Hypothesizing… magnetofluid? Error! Plasma? Error…"

Sara ran while reporting errors, making Feng Xue fear her CPU might burn out—but she kept calculating the strange nature of his attack, which simultaneously exhibited both "electric" and "fluid" properties in her scans.

Fortunately, the thing had enough threads to spare, so it didn't slow their escape; with the shore still fifteen meters away, Feng Xue suddenly halted.

Sara reached out to pull him, but then froze too—because on the shore, a woman clad in moonlit gauze, her skin gleaming like dark chocolate, crouched there, fingers dipped into the sea. The night wind, which should have blown seaward, now reversed, dragging waves back toward land. Tiny specks of milky white bloomed from her fingertips, staining the sea surface until the entire coastline glowed like a full moon.

"Your Divine Majesty, the Moon Goddess, have we violated any taboos on your island?" Feng Xue asked calmly, using Ghost Clap to signal Sara to hold steady.

"I greatly admire your ring. Could you leave it with me? I'll give you everything you desire." The Moon Goddess named Ma Wu rose, the fine sand beneath her feet turning moon-white. Though she spoke no Mandarin, her voice carried a magical quality that made it instantly understandable.

Hearing her, Liu Yunxi trembled violently. Feng Xue immediately stroked the ring to soothe her, then shook his head decisively.

"Sorry. It's not for sale."

"I regret this," Ma Wu said, yet she clearly had no intention of letting them go. At this moment, every surface beneath their feet had become her domain.

"What do we do?" Through the nanofilm's vibrations, Sara's voice, laced with mechanical urgency, rang out. Feng Xue thought a single thought, and instantly, her mind filled with his rapid-fire reply—

"Buy me two minutes! She's just a divine vessel—her spells might be strong, but her physical body is still native-level!"

"Besides, she wants your thing. If it goes over two minutes, I'm bolting."

Sara's tone suddenly became profoundly human—but before Feng Xue could react, she charged toward the Moon Goddess. Simultaneously, a steady beeping countdown began in Feng Xue's ear.

"Damn, it started timing already?"

Feng Xue rolled his eyes but moved without hesitation. He reached into his pocket, and instantly a small altar table popped out. As if rehearsed countless times, incense, candles, incense burner, spirit tablet, and offerings all snapped into place the moment his right hand swept the surface. With a flick of his left thumb, the windproof lighter ignited the candles coated in red phosphorus.

Feng Xue formed a hand seal with one hand, tapped the ground with his toe, flicked his thumb, and poured cool tea from a bottle into the cup placed before the "Little Xiao Lingdang of the Guiding Goddess."

All this took less than three seconds. Meanwhile, Sara had already exchanged three punches and two kicks with the Moon Goddess.

Though clearly superior in strength, Sara's attacks inflicted no damage on the Moon Goddess—each strike, moments before impact, was gently deflected by a soft force. The Moon Goddess's own attacks, whether crude fists and kicks or radiant arrows descending from the sky, were utterly unstoppable. Yet Sara couldn't dodge, lest the attacks strike Feng Xue nearby.

The beeping in his ear remained unchanging, maddeningly steady—like the urge to urinate—but Feng Xue's focus was now razor-sharp. He lifted the teacup, watching ripples form on the surface, and chanted:

"With sincere heart, I offer three incense sticks, transforming into countless clouds, each petal five-colored, piercing heaven and earth, each fragment auspicious, blessing past and present. I summon the Little Xiao Lingdang of the Goddess, whose piercing gaze proclaims her glory. Once honored in the Celestial Weather Hall, also crowned king in the Electronic Realm. Formerly known as Little Wind Xiao Lingdang, famed since the Ancient Era. Disciple Feng Xue, with sincere heart, implores: May Your Divine Presence descend swiftly! Divine weapon, haste, by the law's command!"

Upon finishing the incantation, Feng Xue flung the tea over his face. When he opened his eyes, a faint radiance cloaked him, directly repelling a portion of the Moon Goddess's moon-white domain.

"Done yet?"

Sara was kicked by the Moon Goddess into Feng Xue's altar table, blocked the incoming moon-arrow with a Dragon Twist, and cried out urgently.

"Almost!"

Feng Xue's voice emitted a strange layered tone of male and female, as he pulled out a smartphone and inserted it into the slot on his belt. Alongside the phone, he slid in a jade tablet engraved with the character "Mo."

Click!

Click!

Click!

Click!

Click!

Five sharp snaps as the Five-Colored Jade was pressed fully down echoed like ripples, accompanied by a highly stylized smartphone boot-up sound. Feng Xue then pressed down on three jade tablets.

As torrents of Qi erupted, a low roar followed—

"Transformation!"

(End of Chapter)