Chapter 183: with translation of chapter title

On the first sheet, a concise, precise line drawing outlines an aerial view of a building complex, with a two‑story elegant residence with a small courtyard specially circled, note:

【Target: Qingque. Residence. Entry and exit times highly irregular, positively correlated with "goof‑off" behavior. Current period (night) home‑stay probability about 78.4%. Note: the dwelling's defensive array rating is "Basic Convenience Array", its main functions are dust protection, sound insulation and pest repellent.】

The second sheet appears much more formal, depicting a portion of the Tai Bu Si Internal Office Area, a pavilion with a Stargazing Terrace.

【Target: Fu Xuan. Office‑residence. At night often in the study handling official matters or performing divinations. The perimeter has the Divination Office Basic Alert Array, medium strength, focusing on early warning and detection of unauthorized intrusion. No permanent guards inside for now.】

Below the paper, the patrol routes of Xianzhou Guard personnel are even marked.

The information is terrifyingly detailed, the routes are so clear they make one's hair stand on end.

Bai Hang stared at the two sheets, her throat involuntarily rolled, and she swallowed a non‑existent mouthful of saliva.

She could feel her heartbeat quickening, her palms slightly sweating.

This was completely different from the battlefield charge she imagined; it was a rather undignified Task.

But the arrow was already nocked, the system's logic was airtight, and she herself indeed wanted to finish this headache‑inducing sales job quickly.

"…You're really something."

Bai Hang could only utter that, unsure whether it was admiration or helplessness.

She picked up the two papers, weightless yet as heavy as a thousand pounds, and examined them again carefully, as if to engrave every detail into her mind.

"Task updated."

Kaiwen's voice sounded at the right moment, with a hint of bureaucratic formality, "Precise Delivery Protocol loaded. Recommended action window: one standard hour. At that time, the system will provide real‑time path guidance and risk alerts. Good luck, Bai Hang. And remember—you're only going to 'deliver a package.'"

Bai Hang took a deep breath, carefully stored the papers, and put the Round Sunglasses back on.

In the azure eyes behind the lenses, hesitation gradually gave way to a reckless resolve.

"Got it."

At the same time, within the combat arena, Qiana was undergoing the most bizarre "Viewing Experience" of her life.

She curled up behind the ice‑mountain shelter formed by the Giant Ice Cone, exposing only a small portion of her face, her bright blue eyes wide and fixed on the two figures colliding at superhuman speed in the arena's center.

The initial terror and the "I'm doomed" despair gradually turned into intense curiosity after she realized those two "gods" seemed to completely ignore the tiny shrimp she was.

"Heavens… this is even more exaggerated than the records in the archive…"

Qiana muttered to herself, her breathing quickening with excitement.

She had taken part in many real battles and fought powerful Honkai beasts, but this fight's level was entirely different.

It was just… exhilarating! Too exhilarating!

Being able to watch a fight of this caliber, even though I was almost knocked away by a club a moment ago, makes it worth the ticket price!

Just as Kaiwen seemed to acknowledge, to some degree, Xing Na's tenacious adaptability and counterattack instinct.

His ice‑blue eyes narrowed slightly, and the bat in his hand swung with speed and force surpassing any previous strike, a plain yet all‑encompassing sweep that solidly struck the side of the bat Xing barely managed to brace.

Clang—Buzz!!!

An unimaginable force hit, Xing felt his arms instantly go numb, the bat nearly slipping from his grip, his whole body slammed as if struck by a massive wave, careening out in a ragged parabola that, precisely, headed straight toward the ice mountain where Qiana was hiding!

"Waaah! Why is it coming at me?!"

Qiana, terrified to the point of losing her soul, couldn't even watch the fight any longer and lunged sideways.

Boom—!!!

Xing's body, like a human‑shaped cannonball, slammed hard into the massive ice mountain.

The hard ice explosively shattered under the massive impact, countless shards of varying size scattering, smoke and dust mingling with icy mist spreading everywhere.

Qiana, covered in ash and dust, crawled out of a pile of broken ice, her nerves still rattled as she looked toward the impact's center.

Xing shook his head, staggered out of the ice heap, brushed off the ice shards, muttering, "Whoa, the force is even greater… still okay, not broken."

Then she turned her head, her gaze meeting the bewildered Qiana staring at her.

Their eyes locked.

In Xing's golden eyes, for the first time in this training space, a clear reflection of another person appeared.

She visibly froze, as if her head tilted half a degree.

The meaning in his gaze was obvious: Who's this? How is there a third one?

Qiana saw him notice her; though she didn't know him, out of politeness she instinctively raised her hand and forced a slightly stiff smile onto her face: "Um… hi? You okay? That last hit was really harsh…"

However, Xing's response instantly froze the smile on her face.

Xing's gaze snapped away from her face, focusing behind her, and he uttered a short warning: "Watch out!"

Qiana's heart jolted; combat instinct made her react before thinking, her body whipping around—

Then she saw a sight she would never forget for the rest of her life.

The white‑haired man had, at some point, closed to a moderate distance; he didn't even look at the just‑stood Xing, but locked his gaze directly onto her, the unexpected target.

His empty left hand made a vague grasp toward the area she occupied.

There was no earth‑shaking fanfare, yet the air around Qiana instantly dropped to an Absolute Zero‑like chill.

In the next instant, a miniature ice mountain, the size of a small meteor, materialized out of thin air and slammed straight down onto her!

That shadow instantly engulfed her entire field of vision.

Whoa—!!!

Qiana was so frightened her hair seemed to stand on end, her mind a blank, leaving only the most primal survival instinct.

She spun around, mustering all her strength, and sprinted desperately sideways, perpendicular to the falling ice mountain's direction!

No stance, no tactic mattered; it was pure, frantic escape!

On the other hand, Xing's reaction was completely different.

Facing this area‑wide attack, she did not choose to flee.

On the contrary, she inhaled deeply, as if to draw all remaining heat around her into her lungs.

The bat in her hand instantly transformed into a Flame Gun, and she thrust it sharply into the frost‑covered ground beneath her!

Bang!

A deep, muffled thud, as if the earth's fire were being stirred.

Centered on Xing's foothold, an intensely blazing, solid red Flame burst outward in a ring, like loyal guardians whirling rapidly around her, forming a semicircular Flame Shield.

The tiny iceberg pressed down with a Destruction aura, but the closer it got to Xing's Flame Shield, the more its advance was hindered by an invisible resistance.

When the iceberg's surface touched the high heat, it emitted a sharp sizzle, and the solid ice melted at a visible speed, turning into rolling white mist that surged outward.

The forces of ice and fire clashed fiercely within arm's reach.

Just as the main body of the iceberg was about half melted by the Flame, and its momentum waned at that Shana, a flash of brilliance sparked in Xing's eyes.

She pushed off the ground, her body turning slightly, grasped the Flame Gun planted in the earth with one hand, and thrust it upward—

Ha!

Xing let out a low shout, engaged her waist and abdomen, and within a very short distance delivered a precise, powerful front kick, the tip of her foot barely striking the tail of the Flame Gun.

Whoosh—Boom!!!