Chapter 654: I Am the Executioner King of Jin Ling! Who Dares Kill Me?!

Su merely invited the elders for a meal; it's nothing serious, and the group members aren't the type to ruin the atmosphere just for gossip.

Outside the teleportation gate that lit up on Water Mirror Peak.

"Hey, you didn't invite me? Isn't that a bit unfair?" Meng Qi tapped the air wall, saying:

"I watched you grow up; in a way, we're already family."

That tone of an uncle—you're taking advantage, aren't you?

"That's completely wrong!" Hiyari clenched her fist and shook her head in frustration: "It's supposed to be a three-person game, yet my name isn't included! Starbo, you tell me—what are you going to do?"

Xing opened a teleportation gate with a cross-realm rune.

Xing tapped his chin with his index finger, then said: "Go call Mom, Auntie, Uncle Dian, and… my wife? Tell them Qiong is treating."

Did Su Lin apply to join the Star Core Hunters family?

"We only send Brain Gold as gifts—who is Mr. Su Lin?" Xiao Yan patted the air wall and smiled warmly: "The Dan Alliance's delivery for your elders has arrived—please at least sign for it?"

"He's already far away—I was going to ask Weigong Shilang to be his chef," Ye Fan deleted his text conversation with Weigong Shilang in the group chat.

They didn't really want to crowd in or cause trouble.

Mainly because last time they saw this guy acting like a well-behaved boy in front of his parents, it felt oddly amusing.

But never mind, speaking of family…

Ye Fan thought for a moment and said: "Once I've recovered from this injury, I should probably return to Earth."

His parents are still on Earth, and his former girlfriend is still helping take care of them.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan fell suddenly silent—she was a good girl; had he not chosen another path, as an ordinary person he likely would have married her.

But it's already been three years since he left Earth.

"Perhaps it was just fate without connection," Ye Fan smiled carefreely, but his voice cut off abruptly.

"I have wine." Meng Qi pushed a flask of wine and a dish of peanuts in front of Ye Fan: "Tell me your story."

Ye Fan: "."

This guy was probably assimilated after living with Su Lin as a roommate for over a decade.

"Go back to your true world."

Su Lin thought this French restaurant should pay him advertising fees.

Because no matter which world he's in, he'll always patronize this Michelin three-star restaurant.

"Boss," the restaurant manager greeted Su Lin.

Su Lin then remembered—the shareholders who secretly opened the place had left him the management rights to this French restaurant.

If so, then no need for advertising fees…

"Charge tonight's meal to Mr. Tannese's dividends," Su Lin reminded.

That was Klaime's identity used to legally apply for the restaurant branch's operation—it's hard to imagine how long this guy had schemed to help him arrange a blind date, even going abroad to complete official procedures.

But the blind date was useful.

Su Lin watched the mischievous witch, dancing as she hummed, a satisfied smile on her lips, staring at the photo in her hand.

"Delete it."

"A bag of gold coins."

She waved her phone.

Su Lin paid suspiciously; the woman truly deleted and cleaned everything thoroughly.

"Why not just use magic to reconstruct the memory?" She tilted her head, tossing the coin bag in her hand while fixing Su Lin with a smug grin: "Or are you jealous of yourself?"

"There's something I need to tell you," Su Lin said, expressionless.

"What?"

"That money was a historical projection."

As the coin bag fell from midair, it vanished completely; at the same moment, Su Lin pushed open the private room door.

Before Yi Leina, with hollow eyes, could speak, she saw her parents huddled together, reviewing something inside the room.

Logically, they hadn't been gone long.

Due to differences in worldviews, there should be nothing for them to jointly investigate.

Victoriaga smiled: "Back so soon?"

"What are you doing?" Yi Leina asked.

Yi Leina's father rested his forehead on his hand, looking serious; Su's father stared at his phone, analyzing intently, and had somehow produced paper and pen.

"Since Mr. Su Lin once said he heard your story long ago and once admired you during his adolescence, but he's a few years older than you—"

Victoriaga propped her cheek, helplessly saying: "After I mentioned it, they started calculating your travel time and the child's age."

"You left alone at age fourteen, right?"

Victoriaga smiled faintly.

"Son…" Su's father looked up, stunned: "You didn't commit any crimes, did you?"

Are you my real father?!

"Oh, admiration, huh~" Yi Leina's gaze flickered teasingly as she sent a message:

"You're really not honest at all—so was it my maid outfit that helped you recover your lost humanity?"

"No," Su Lin thought and replied: "It was Lu Mingfei's doing."

"?"

A string of question marks came through.

As if hit by a silence spell, until the family dinner ended, Su Lin's chat interface was flooded with question marks.

Yi Leina's private library.

This was a set building from past film shoots; countless grimoires were neatly categorized and arranged, the architecture styled in Western design, the dome made of colorful enamel glass, the floor laid with spotless tiles.

But unlike before, there were now many more green plants, and distinct private zones had been demarcated.

Dozens of Yi Leinas were either cleaning, taking vacation to explore other worlds, or studying magic.

"Heaven," Yi Leina's father sighed.

To be fair, it really is.

Su Lin nodded beside him.

"So that's how it is—I see we misunderstood," Wei Duolijia smiled. "It's a space-time magic."

No one had explained it yet, but this well-traveled witch already understood what was happening.

Yi Leina's coat slipped down to her arms; she sighed helplessly. "Mom, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

The arrival of the four clearly drew the attention of the Yi Leinas, each absorbed in their own tasks within the library.

"Mom?!"

"Dad."

"How are you here?!"

"Are these the parents of Great Niu Mowang Yi Leina?"

Voices came one after another; hearing the title "Great Niu Mowang," Yi Leina avoided her mother's questioning gaze.

"Mom!" The dim-witted, childlike Yi Leina didn't care about anything else—she lunged straight into Wei Duolijia's arms.

"No matter which world's Yi Leina, you're all my child," Wei Duolijia gently stroked the foolish Yi Leina's head. "Good daughter~."

Seeing the maternal radiance on her face and recognizing her familiar appearance, some Yi Leinas put down their tasks and rushed toward their parents, chattering excitedly about their travels.

Of course, most of it was complaints.

Like not being paid enough, or not getting enough vacation.

Fortunately, unlike when they were first sent to the Ye Zhetian Corporation's factory, all the Yi Leinas had now chosen to stay voluntarily.

"Perhaps you two could speak privately with these few first," Su Lin said to Yi Leina's parents.

Those were the Yi Leinas suffering psychological trauma, fear of the outside world, or who had turned into zombies or gelatinous forms; as a professional psychologist, Su Lin knew parental presence and comfort would be more effective now.

Wei Duolijia nodded.

A street bar in Jin Ling.

Huai Shi changed back into the clothes he'd worn before leaving, in the bathroom stall; he glanced at the book signed by the Fool, wondering if he could someday use it as a brick to smash atop the Fool Aresta of Golden Dawn.

Forget it—we're still strangers. We'll see after we know each other better.

Huai Shi turned his head toward the crow that had been perched on his shoulder since earlier.

"I'm going to take off my pants."

"I know exactly what fantasies you've had about your playstyles."

No, it's just that someone's watching me—I can't urinate.

"Oh."

The crow rubbed its beak with its massive wing, then cast a crimson-eyed glance at Huai Shi's lower body—like a total female hooligan.

"I thought you were planning to become the heroine, since abilities like Mistake and Deception are common in hypnosis circles," she clucked in wonder:

"This is a new path too—have you considered it?"

"We're all sisters; I can even hook you up with more red threads."

She burst into loud, cackling laughter.

The world is cold indeed: when you're forced to abandon certain "dignity" in a dungeon, the only teammate on your boat is a wicked woman who kicks you while you're down.

"Come to think of it, you guys—especially that Fun Emperor—look really good. If that guy weren't so brokenly overpowered, I'd have hooked you two up for sure~~~"

The crow asked: "What's it like being charmed by a man in a wheelchair?"

She was referring to Su Lin's earlier madness in his wheelchair, using his alter ego Ou La to modify reality, which had stunned Huai Shi.

Because Huai Shi had turned into Huai Zhi at the time, the memory hadn't been erased by her.

"Let me clarify—I wasn't charmed," Huai Shi swatted away her wing, wiped sweat, and said: "I just felt a déjà vu of seeing my superior."

Damn it.

She had the Fun trait like Tong Ji, sat in a wheelchair like Ai Qing, and went mad like Luo Xian.

The scene, combined with involuntary, random associations, made Huai Shi feel genuinely creepy.

"I thought you'd fallen into the toilet," Liu Dongli said as Huai Shi returned from the bathroom, a flicker of confusion in his eyes: "You've only just been discharged—how come you look more energetic?"

"Don't you feel refreshed after peeing?" Huai Shi evaded.

The truth was, removing makeup and changing clothes took some time.

"Makes sense."

Hearing this, Liu Dongli pushed a freshly mixed cocktail to the seat Huai Shi had occupied, enthusiastically inviting him to taste his craft.

Under normal circumstances, as a professional gigolo, Liu Dongli could satisfy any demand of the Princess.

Top-tier mixology was a necessary survival skill.

But after glancing at the cocktail, Huai Shi fell silent for several seconds, then pulled out a lighter and placed it beside the glass.

Click.

A blazing blue-green flame ignited, casting an eerie glow into the dim room.

Liu Dongli opened his mouth. "How did you know this is a signature life-water from the Russian lineage?"

"A legendary gigolo told me to always check if a drink is flammable before drinking," Huai Shi disdainfully poured out the strongly alcoholic combustible substance and stamped it out.

"I brought you here to drink."

"Minors can't drink."

"You're already smoking, chopping heads, and blowing shit up—what the fuck are you even talking about?"

"Makes sense."

Huai Shi nodded and ordered an orange juice.

Liu Dongli observed Huai Shi for a while, sensing something off he couldn't quite place; after a pause, he raised an eyebrow and said, "That Shambhala I recommended to you before—"

"Sounds good." Huai Shi nodded.

"Huh?" Liu Dongli blinked, then broke into a grin and said:

"Good taste! That place has the best hot springs in the world and the best SPA, ranked top wellness destination for three years straight. I'll hook you up with a guide—don't worry, it's my buddy, no overpriced tour buses or tourist scams!"

To be honest, Huai Shi was kinda moved.

If Liu's acting weren't so terrible and his own intelligence weren't so high, he might've actually packed his bags and gone.

"I've got a VIP customized travel ticket here~." Liu Dongli smiled mysteriously.

"One isn't enough," Huai Shi said calmly. "Get one for Ai Qing too."

He downed the orange juice in one gulp and said, "I'll set off after I go to the Yin family and chop off her great-grandfather's head."

Liu Dongli's smile froze.

Huai Shi slammed the cup on the table, sneered, and lifted his chin. "Don't underestimate my intel network."

"..." Liu Dongli's face twitched several times, then sighed. "I don't know where you got your info, but the smart move is to lie low—the Yin family's target is you."

"I know," Huai Shi nodded. "But who do you think I am?"

"Wait, you're not seriously confusing fantasy with reality after playing prince for too long?!" Liu Dongli blurted out.

"Maybe." Huai Shi pointed at himself.

"I'm going to the Yin family's palace and chop off their great-grandfather's head—live on TV, in front of all their fans!"

Liu Dongli thought Huai Shi had lost his mind—either that or his brain had short-circuited. What the hell was a second-rank Transcender talking about?!

Did he just have a midlife crisis?!

This is reality!

"You'll die."

"I am the Jin Ling Head-Chopper King! Who dares kill me?!"

Huai Shi slammed his fist on the table and leapt up, glaring; in Liu Dongli's stunned expression, he pulled forth endless radiant flames from a realm that seemed illusory, wrapping himself in them.

Wings forged by blazing fire, auroras shaped into form—like a sun, he tore through layer upon layer of barriers, shattering all material boundaries in an instant.

In the trembling sky of the Present Realm, the ultimate brilliance of light!

The Jin Ling Present Realm Social Security Administration probably just issued an unknown alert—but it doesn't matter. If cultivation isn't for showing off, it's meaningless!

First, it'll make Old Liu back off and stay out of this. Second, I can storm straight into the Yin family's banquet hall.

Snatch the head from Ai Qing in a flashy way.

I'm already gonna be a wanted criminal anyway, right?

"Young man, bold idea," came an encouraging voice from the Book of Fate. "But, sweetie, I still gotta warn you—"

Warn that this illusory story power can't be sustained?

I'm not relying on it. I'm just using it to travel.

"The Yin family's great-grandfather's birthday is tomorrow."

"..."

Moments later.

Exhausted from the immense drain, Huai Shi curled up inside a manga, hiding from the citywide manhunt.