Chapter 940: Long Time No See!

"I only want to return to Tai Bu Si! Lord Fu Xuan is still waiting for me!"

Of course, it's because her current face can't make expressions; otherwise, with Huan Long's sincere "I'm doing this all for you" look, she'd probably have burst out laughing.

But still, Huan Long's whole spiel is far higher in quality than the Medicine King Secret Transmission.

At least Huan Long didn't say the low‑level lie "Abundance blesses you with eternal life," which Xianzhou has exposed countless times; instead she acknowledged the clash of two forces inside Qingque and offered a solution that sounded logical.

If Qingque were truly an ordinary Xianzhou person who had just fallen into a demonic Yin body and had no clue about the future, she might actually be swayed by this talk.

Unfortunately, Qingque is not an ordinary Xianzhou person.

Tai Bu Si deals with all kinds of charlatans in Intellectual Duel every day, and Lord Fu Xuan personally trained them to see through pseudo‑scientific rhetoric cloaked in lofty appearances.

To Qingque, Huan Long's spiel had so many flaws that her inner commentary nearly blocked her retina.

Just as she was about to craft another inner rant to pass the time, her ears suddenly caught a faint sound.

It was footfalls.

But not exactly footfalls.

The frequency was too rapid, like a marble bouncing madly across tiled floor.

And… getting closer!

Huan Long also heard it.

She stopped her speech, her jade‑green eyes flicked toward the source, and her folded ears twitched alertly.

Immediately, a gray figure materialized beside Huan Long.

In the previous frame the spot was empty; in the next, she was standing there, as if she had been there all along but everyone's eyes hadn't refreshed the scene.

Qingque was so frightened she leapt back three full steps, nearly tumbling off the stone steps.

Her inner commentary cleared in an instant, leaving only a screen full of exclamation marks and a shout that rang to the heavens, "What the heck!!!"

It was a silver‑gray‑haired cat‑ear girl.

A slender, agile cat tail flicked behind her in a light S‑shaped arc, and her silver‑gray cat ears stood straight up on her head.

She stood sideways beside Huan Long, casually resting one hand on Huan Long's shoulder, her posture as intimate as an old friend, her face bearing a grin so radiant it seemed almost to glow.

"Wow—long time no see, little sister Huo Huo!"

Sai Fei Er bent down, her cat tail swinging merrily behind her, and asked, "Miss me yet?"

Huan Long lifted her head to look at the cat‑ear girl's face that had suddenly appeared before her, and the faint yellow glow deep in her jade‑green eyes flickered violently.

Her brain experienced a rare pause at that moment.

A cat‑ear girl materialized before her at a speed beyond her perception, then greeted her with a casual "long time no see."

And they had even met at the dock earlier that day.

No more than four hours had passed.

Four hours.

Long time no see.

Huan Long's mouth twitched.

Then she quickly suppressed the twitch.

The girl's shoulders began to tremble slightly, a veil of mist rose in her jade‑green eyes, her folded ears drooped half a notch, she clutched the Command Flag to her chest, recoiled a bit, and in a timid voice—different from the one she used when reciting the entropy increase law—whispered, "Sister Sai Fei Er? How did you get here? Weren't we just together earlier today? This place is so dangerous, full of demonic Yin bodies—"

Qingque, watching from the side, rebooted her inner commentary; the first line in big letters read—"Professional! So professional!"

Switching from 'Extinction Great Lord missionary mode' to 'helpless little Judge mode' took less than 0.3 seconds, the transition was smooth and the expression spot‑on.

It's truly a loss to the acting circle that this sister doesn't act.

Sai Fei Er obviously felt the same.

She rotated her cat ears half a turn forward, her tail swayed even more joyfully, and the hand resting on Huan Long's shoulder even gave Huan Long's shoulder a casual pinch, as naturally as if she were stroking a real Huo Huo, though the force made the Command Flag in Huan Long's hand tremble.

"Ah, it's a long story,"

Sai Fei Er pointed with her other hand toward where she came from, her tone lively, "The situation is very complicated, but there's no time for details now. Little Huo Huo, help your sister—just a tiny bit, it's simple. Just stay here and don't move!"

As she spoke, she pressed the hand on Huan Long's shoulder down, placed her other hand on Huan Long's opposite shoulder, and with an extremely fluid motion spun Huan Long a full 180 degrees on the spot.

Huan Long's expression was still that of a 'helpless little Judge', and she was twisted by Sai Fei Er like a spinning top, now facing the direction Sai Fei Er had just come from.

?

Then she saw the sword aura.

It was bright and cold, a sweeping sword aura rolled in from the far end of the street.

A moving city wall made of ice‑blue sword light swept across; where it passed, the stone pavement instantly cracked, the outer walls of the adjacent buildings were sheathed in thick ice, and the demonic Yin bodies still wandering the street were frozen into varied ice sculptures before they could even let out a low growl.

The core of the sword aura was a horizontally expanding arc of light, its edge razor‑sharp, racing at extreme speed toward their position.

Huan Long's eyes widened outright.

In those Huo Huo eyes, the yellow light erupted violently; the pupils contracted from round to vertical and back to round within 0.1 seconds, repeating three times.

Her mouth twitched wildly between 'Huo Huo's terrified expression' and 'Huan Long's twisted anger', her facial muscles switching at a visibly rapid rate between two completely different personas.

Sai Fei Er stood behind Huan Long, her hands already released from the other's shoulders, her cat tail lazily drawing circles behind her.

She glanced down at Huan Long's rigid silhouette, then looked up at the approaching sword aura, and raised a finger to make an imperfect salute in front of her forehead.

"Report, classmate Huo Huo, this is called Jing Liu."

Her tone was as if introducing an old friend from afar, every word brimming with uncontainable, jokester‑like delight, "I was just strolling through the market when I accidentally upset her halfway; actually it wasn't a big deal, just a little trick, a tiny little trick."

"In short, she now insists on chasing me to slash; I'm faster so she can't catch me, but her sword aura has long range, so I need you to block it. Anyway you're thick‑skinned—no, I mean, you're a Ten Kings Office Judge, you have the most experience dealing with this kind of swordsman!"

"Come on!"

She brushed over the words 'thick‑skinned' lightly, without any correction, and her smile grew even brighter.