Chapter 66: Thanks for the Invite, Just Got on the Plane

Lu Mingfei: "Pretty fun. @Su Lin"

Lu Mingfei: "【IMAGE】"

Lu Mingfei sent a message in the group, then posted an image.

Above it was Tokyo, ablaze with brilliant fireworks; not far away lay a vast expanse of blackened, charred earth.

He'd barely managed to swallow a few bites of food before, amid the head chef's disappointed gaze, the three of them followed Genji Weight to a nearby high-rise near the explosion site—it was one of the Snake Eight Family's properties.

Closing the group chat, Lu Mingfei joined the others in examining the traces Su Lin left behind, searching the surroundings for any lingering clues.

The Snake Eight Family headquarters was now frantic—this incident, if mishandled, would surely draw more investigation teams from the main branch.

"The center of the explosion was..." Genji Weight hesitated, for two members of the main branch's special trio would react strongly to that name; but remembering the thing was now reduced to ash, he lost all reservations.

Upon hearing this

"You and Lu Mingfei—want to go back and open a bottle of champagne?" Caesar said to Chu Zihang. "My treat tonight. How about that male host bar we never got to?"

"I think I should take a day off to celebrate," Chu Zihang said, though unfortunately, underwater exploration work was scheduled for tomorrow.

"Why not go back and finish dinner at Genji Weight? It'd be a waste to leave it." Lu Mingfei thought of how he'd casually grabbed a few pieces of fatty fish on the way out—the flesh was sweet and tender; with a dip of soy sauce and wasabi, it would've been perfect.

"..."

All members of the Japanese branch turned their heads away, pretending they hadn't heard a thing.

"Based on the residual elemental force, it's a high-risk hybrid." Genji Weight did not consider the Long Wang direction—every branch worldwide knew that the Cassell Academy had already eliminated two Dragon Kings in the past two years.

The Dragon Bone Cross of the Bronze and Fire Long Wang still rests as a trophy in Cassell Academy's ice vault.

"It could also be a Second-Generation Dragon or higher, but that's less likely." Genji Weight paused. "He likely had accomplices. The official organization is investigating now, and our people are embedded within. Soon, the intelligence will be placed before you all."

His underlying intent was to soothe these erratic Cassell special envoys, assert his own stance, and ensure they could claim investigative authority when communicating with the Academy.

Though these guys might not understand his meaning.

Lu Mingfei noticed several group chat notifications and shifted his attention to the group.

Su Lin: "What's wrong with a boy blowing up a latrine?"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Didn't you just call it art?"

Su Lin: "No conflict."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Pity—I'm too busy cultivating and making money. Otherwise I'd blow one up too."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan had been slightly troubled lately—a happy trouble—his daily schedule was nearly full, and resources and demonic beast core crystals now filled several rooms.

"That's enough," Yao Lao prompted beside him.

"Mm."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan extinguished his Strange Fire; another batch of fifth-rank pills was complete, and Yao Lao occasionally helped refine some seventh-rank pills.

"Next, focus on cultivation," Yao Lao examined the quality of the fifth-rank pills. "Head back to Jianan Academy quickly—don't miss out on the Falling Heart Flame and Earth Core Essence."

"Keep any extra Earth Core Essence to trade with your groupmates for resources from other worlds."

"Yes, Master," Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan replied respectfully. He'd spent over half a month refining pills—his alchemy had improved greatly, but his cultivation had fallen behind.

"By the way, what have your groupmates been up to lately?" Yao Lao asked curiously—he had no group chat and could only learn about interesting events from other worlds through Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan.

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan thought for a moment, then said:

"The others are the same as always. Su Lin... is blowing up latrines."

"?"

In the group chat, Ye Fan—who hadn't posted in days—finally came online.

Ye Fan: "I envy you guys having the leisure to blow up latrines—I've been chased for three days and nights by a Dragon Transformation!"

Weigong Shilang: "It's us... I want to go home."

The two men and the dog hid trembling in a Mystical Realm—big transactions carry risk; the profits are great, but so are the dangers.

Hei Huang bit hard into Ye Fan's arm, making him cry out in pain; he struggled to wrench the giant dog off himself.

Looking at the wound healing rapidly, Ye Fan angrily asked: "What the hell are you doing?!"

"I've told you multiple times—don't provoke those Dragon Transformation experts! You idiot sold them five hundred magical artifacts!"

"How was I supposed to know those Dao Palaces brought a Dragon Transformation cultivator to inspect the goods?!"

Ye Fan himself was speechless—Weigong Shilang's projected weapons came in two types: custom-made and mass-produced.

With blueprints and forging experience, slowly refining and precisely projecting each detail until flawless, such weapons could even deceive a Dragon Transformation.

The mass-produced ones had minor flaws—they could only fool the young and those of low cultivation.

"At least the deposit was secured," Ye Fan patted his chest. This couldn't continue—too risky. Next time, he'd need a different approach.

"I want thirty percent this time!" Hei Huang said bluntly.

Ye Fan's face darkened, but after thinking it over, he realized they couldn't have escaped without Hei Huang's prepped array patterns. Fine—he'd give him a larger cut from his own share.

Weigong Shilang, looking miserable, said to Ye Fan: "Why don't I go back first? I'll return once you've escaped."

Weigong Shilang was grateful he'd sent Dada Liya back to his own world before coming here alone.

Ye Fan, solemnly, said to Weigong Shilang: "This is part of cultivation. If you keep running away, how will you change your future?"

Weigong Shilang, upon hearing this, thought it over—indeed, it made sense. No path to strength is smooth.

Just like in the stories of other groupmates—all of them gradually forged themselves through danger, growing stronger step by step.

Even the versions of themselves in other Parallel Worlds were no different.

"You're right," Weigong Shilang agreed with Ye Fan's words. No wonder he was destined to achieve such legendary feats—he'd already made his resolve from the start.

He still had much to learn.

"Mm." Ye Fan nodded approvingly, pulling out a design blueprint for a long spear: "Don't waste time—the next order is waiting."

Hei Huang chimed in: "Cultivators must strive—for time, for opportunities—only then can your cultivation advance faster."

This red-haired Weigong kid didn't know what cultivation method he followed, but over this period, Hei Huang had indeed made a fortune alongside Ye Fan.

Go back? Back where? Get back to work!

Han Li: "Brother Emiya, please project the weapons I need over here as soon as possible. The Reverse Star Alliance just placed a big order."

Han Li: "【Image】"

Weigong Shilang: "Got it, I'll have it for you by tomorrow night."

Lu Mingfei: "@Su Lin, where did you go?"

Lu Mingfei: "Big bro, you didn't go cause another big commotion, did you? Take it easy, rest for a couple of days. You're moving so fast, I'm scared."

Su Lin: "Don't be scared, I'm already on the plane."

Lu Mingfei: "???"

What happened to finding Herzog for me?