Chapter 2: II. Within Arm's Reach, Every Person Is an Enemy Nation

II. Within Arm's Reach, Every Person Is an Enemy Nation

Soon, the car arrived at the Luhu Cultivation Academy located on Dashu Mountain.

The car drove in; there were very few people inside.

Shen Zilu gave a round of introductions.

Only then did Qin Yuan learn that everyone in the academy had gone into the spatial rift to cultivate (actually to kill monsters).

Since contact with the Otherworld had lasted only a mere few decades, Earth's cultivation methods were still very crude: either fighting creatures from the Otherworld or eating creatures from the Otherworld.

Upon arriving at the residence, a small garden named Shen Yuan.

When Qin Yuan got out of the car, he silently gathered all the hair he had shed.

In the world of the extraordinary, having hair scattered outside is a very dangerous thing.

Just the methods Qin Yuan mastered for cursing others with hair numbered no fewer than ten.

Hmm, there's still one more.

With a thought, Qin Yuan retrieved a single hair lying in the corner.

Lately, my hair loss has been a bit severe.

Qin Yuan's subtle movements deceived the inattentive Shen Shen Yaoqiao, but did not deceive Shen Zilu, who was rough yet meticulous; he nodded slightly in approval.

A moment later.

Shen Zilu parked the car, gave a few simple instructions, and then went with empty hands to the heavily guarded spatial rift.

Unlike ordinary cultivators, Shen Zilu himself was the best weapon.

Under Shen Shen Yaoqiao's lead, Qin Yuan came to the house.

Inside, there was no one.

"Where's Godmother?"

Qin Yuan had another Godmother, named Huang Ying.

In his impression, Huang Ying spoiled her daughter terribly, literally holding her in her palms for fear of dropping her and keeping her in her mouth for fear of melting her.

Shen Shen Yaoqiao's lack of ambition, coquettishness, bad temper, and lazy personality were primarily Huang Ying's responsibility.

"Mom has class this morning," Shen Shen Yaoqiao said, her handsome little face set as she brought over a plate of tomatoes sprinkled with white sugar.

"Try the tomatoes; they're called Crimson Fruits over in the Otherworld."

Qin Yuan reached out with a dog paw, but Shen Shen Yaoqiao slapped it back.

He switched to using chopsticks to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Truly, these are Otherworld tomatoes; the taste is excellent.

After swallowing, a mighty force immediately surged through his four limbs and hundred bones, giving his whole body a feeling of wanting to float.

"How is it?"

"This tomato has a tomato flavor."

Qin Yuan said with a serious face.

Shen Shen Yaoqiao paused for a moment, her eyes becoming bright and sparkling: "If a person is killed, they die."

"The last time I was this speechless was the last time."

"As the saying goes: as the saying goes."

"The greater the ability, the greater the ability."

"After peeling a banana, you will find a peeled banana."

"Stop."

Qin Yuan almost slapped himself; without noticing, he had started playing with nonsense literature again.

Shen Shen Yaoqiao, who was having fun, pouted her fiery red lips, thinking her annoying younger brother was getting less fun to play with as he grew older; she put the plate back and pulled a piece of paper from her pocket.

"Precautions; I've written them all on the paper."

Then, carrying a fragrant breeze, she left.

Qin Yuan's gaze fell on the paper, his pupils trembling with shock; he could be certain the handwriting on the paper was not Shen Shen Yaoqiao's.

Looking up at Shen Shen Yaoqiao's swaying, graceful back, he wondered: Has Sister Qiaoqiao been possessed...

A thick, intense killing intent rose from the deepest recesses of Qin Yuan's heart, yet his face remained completely without any ripple.

Qin Yuan having such a thought was not strange at all.

The war between Earth and the Otherworld began because Otherworld creatures plundered Earthlings.

In the Otherworld, only high-level creatures take human form, also called Innate Dao Bodies, which are very suitable for cultivation.

When the first batch of Otherworld creatures saw so many Earthlings, they almost collectively peed themselves in fright.

After contact, they discovered Earthlings were all weaklings.

First, they felt insulted; later, they became greedy for Earthlings' physical bodies.

Then,

they were severely taught a lesson by Earth's superweapons.

Of course, Earth also paid a heavy price.

Many people developed the habit of treating every person within arm's reach as an enemy nation.

Boom— the familiar sound of the water heater turning on rang out.

"You can take a shower in a little while."

In Shen Shen Yaoqiao's plain white little hand was a brand-new sky-blue plastic basket containing unwrapped shower gel, shampoo, and other items.

Qin Yuan extended a finger, and a faint light invisible to the naked eye flew out.

This was a prohibition Qin Yuan developed back in his hometown using a small, broken door of unknown origin he had found; he even gave it a flashy name, the Seven Arts of Prohibiting Immortals, which could prohibit any creature (theoretically).

Shen Shen Yaoqiao immediately discovered she could not move a single inch from head to toe; she tried to speak, only to find she could not.

Could Qin Yuan be thinking...

I am your sworn sister.

Did you misunderstand the meaning of sworn sister?

The moment Qin Yuan extended his rough, large hand, Shen Shen Yaoqiao's beautiful, exquisite face flushed all the way down to her swan-like, fair, and slender neck, turning red like a fully cooked lobster.

Do not be fooled by her face, which looks like that of a wanton woman; her figure is terrifyingly good.

Deep down, she is very innocent and shy.

To her surprise, Qin Yuan's hand merely tapped lightly on her forehead.

What kind of move is this?

Shen Shen Yaoqiao's little brain was confused.

She had secretly watched erotic kung fu films before, but had never seen an opening like this.

Suddenly, a scalding hot current slowly surged into her Spirit Terrace.

Could Qin Yuan be trying to have a spiritual communion with me?

"Strange, why is there nothing?" Qin Yuan's somewhat thick eyebrows lifted slightly; with a face full of confusion, he slowly moved his finger downward.

Hmm, judging by the stinky little brother's tone, he is looking for something... Shen Shen Yaoqiao's heart, which had been lodged in her throat, suddenly relaxed, feeling strangely a bit disappointed.

Immediately after, she became restless again.

The scalding power slid down along with Qin Yuan's finger.

Nothing...

Nothing...

Qin Yuan fell into extreme shock and self-doubt.

He discovered not a single trace of an enemy.

One must know that his cultivation was...

Could it be, Qin Yuan thought of another possibility, that the enemy had already fled?

This shocked Qin Yuan as well; the enemy had actually withdrawn silently right before his eyes.

What terrifying cultivation level is this?

Qin Yuan frowned and lifted the prohibition.

Shen Shen Yaoqiao's plump, mature body collapsed backward like a lump of rotten mud.

Qin Yuan instinctively caught her waist.

Looking down, he saw Shen Shen Yaoqiao's face flushed red, her eyes watery, with an expression of wanting to speak but holding back.

A surge of anger rose in Qin Yuan's heart; he immediately realized his mistake and abruptly withdrew his hand.

Clang! Shen Shen Yaoqiao slammed hard onto the specially made floor.

The pain from her skull made Shen Shen Yaoqiao come to her senses.

Immediately, she shot up, her phoenix eyes wide open, glaring angrily at Qin Yuan.

Such a cute sworn sister, and you have the heart to throw her on the ground.

Does your conscience not hurt???

Does your heart not hurt???

Does it not hurt???

Does it hurt???

???

"Why has your handwriting changed?"

Qin Yuan stared at Shen Shen Yaoqiao and asked, word by word, with a serious expression.

If Shen Shen Yaoqiao could not produce a reasonable explanation...

He would have no choice but to ruthlessly crush the flower.

Shen Shen Yaoqiao's little face was stunned for a few seconds; she widened her beautiful phoenix eyes and said angrily, "I wrote with my left hand, so of course the handwriting is different."

So she was writing with her left hand.

I thought she had been possessed.

Qin Yuan felt somewhat relieved in his heart.

Immediately, he wanted to curse; why write properly with the left hand?

Shen Shen Yaoqiao is an extremely intelligent person; she reacted instantly, and the anger on her pretty face diminished slightly.

"Write a few more characters with your right hand for me to see."

Qin Yuan, still not fully reassured, said.

"Go fuck yourself."

Shen Shen Yaoqiao lifted her long legs, which could be played with for ten years, and kicked Qin Yuan hard; twisting her slender waist, she left with a gloomy face, fuming with anger.