Chapter 141

"They were sent to sabotage us?", Ye Xi'an was speechless; she had only just arrived at Zhu Shen Xing, and already it had come to the point where people could be ordered to plot against them.

"But who could want to harm us?", Ye Xi'an racked her brain but could not think of any suspicious individuals.

Yi Yang suddenly thought of someone and guessed, "Could it be that male we made unable to marry?"

Ji Jiangci shook his head: "Unlikely; since he can't get married now, he'll definitely be scrimping on every Contribution Point, so he wouldn't deliberately bring these two rookies over."

They couldn't think of a reason, so they could only treat this sabotage as an accident and keep moving forward.

They hadn't gone far when another ambush occurred; this time the attackers were clearly more professional than the previous wave.

In comparison, the two earlier individuals seemed more like scouts assessing strength.

Lin Zhi Jing shielded Ye Xi'an and the others within a protective dome; although there was no immediate danger, they couldn't stay engaged with that group forever.

Bao Jing hammered the protective dome with a fist: "Who the hell is it! If I catch them, I must kill them!"

Ye Xi'an, cradled in Lin Zhi Jing's arms and silent, let countless streams of spiritual energy pour out; at this moment she was like watching surveillance, observing the surroundings.

A golden‑yellow egg was surrounded by males; those males held guns, their bodies emitting dim multicolored glows, continuously firing at them, their faces showing lewd, obscene smiles.

In the nearby grass, some people were hidden; the beasts' glows seemed brighter.

Among them, the most striking was the beast hiding farthest away; he wore a grim expression, watching the situation here.

Ye Xi'an focused her spiritual energy and finally saw the male hidden farthest away; his face was familiar—it was the male who had tried to kiss her.

Ye Xi'an's spiritual energy contracted; could it be that this male, having failed, now bore a grudge against her and deliberately hired someone to kill her?

Ye Xi'an's eyes snapped open, sparkling brilliantly; she grabbed Lin Zhi Jing's arm excitedly: "I know who wants to harm us!"

After hearing Ye Xi'an, everyone's expression grew solemn, especially Ji Jiangci, who now also felt like strangling the very self who had been busy making money by proposing the rotten idea of betraying Ye Xi'an.

Lin Zhi Jing's complexion was also grim; he hadn't expected such events in Ye Xi'an's family, no wonder Bao Jing had been injured into that ghostly state before.

"Since that's the case, let's settle both new and old grudges together."

Bao Jing had harbored resentment over the previous incident; back then, being inside the ring, he couldn't use his abilities to counterattack. Now, these people have walked right into his trap.

He glanced at the sturdy protective dome, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, and said to Lin Zhi Jing, "Lin Zhi Jing, make an opening in the dome; I'll charge out."

Ye Xi'an exclaimed, "You're insane! Those people are firing nonstop outside; if you go out, you're guaranteed to die."

"Not going out would be the certain way to die," Bao Jing said, looking at Ye Xi'an to reassure her: "These people clearly came prepared, deliberately dividing into several waves to block us."

"Using an air‑compression gun, a weapon with infinite ammunition, to drain our abilities."

"If we stay inside, constantly taking passive hits until our abilities are exhausted, then we'd truly be finished."

Ye Xi'an knew this, but...: "Would those bullets hurt you?"

"No. At most a few holes."

Bao Jing had originally planned to tough it out, but Lin Zhi Jing gave him a contemptuous look and said, "Don't tell me you want to tough it out."

Bao Jing's words were choked by Lin Zhi Jing; he indeed wanted to tough it out—so what?

Seeing Bao Jing like that, Lin Zhi Jing understood the meaning and, a bit speechless, said, "I see you really don't know how to use your abilities, look."

Lin Zhi Jing's gaze hardened; the gold defensive dome, previously focused on protection, suddenly expanded infinitely, its smooth surface sprouting countless sharp spikes. From outside came sounds of frantic running, and gunfire became sparse and chaotic.

The protective dome above opened a luminous aperture: "Bao Jing, go out."

Bao Jing gave him a cold stare; after all this, he still had to go out and tough it out.

Broad, splendid wings unfurled with a swish, nearly filling the entire space; his body, like a glowing blade, pierced the constraints of space and shot upward into the sky.

The fleeing males outside saw someone emerge and immediately focused fire on him. Just as Bao Jing was about to bear the bullets and kill them, a change occurred around him: countless metal particles enveloped his wings and body, shielding him from the attacks.

Though still trembling with some pain, it was far more comfortable than being pierced by bullets; he looked down and shouted, "Thanks!"

Having said that, he plunged straight into the crowd; the metal‑particle‑clad wings acted as his weapon, leaving a deep, bone‑visible blood trail on anyone they passed.

"Damn it!" someone cursed, "Brothers, switch weapons."

They holstered their air‑compression guns.

Air‑compression guns are among the weaker weapons on Zhu Shen Xing, and they are very cheap.

They work by compressing air into bullets capable of piercing flesh, providing infinite ammunition; however, the bullet velocity is low—a level‑1 ability beast might be killed, while higher‑level abilities would likely only cause injury.

Originally they only intended to use this gun to drain those people's abilities, but now a crisis has arisen; it's time to employ real weapons.

Groups of three to five beasts ran into the grass, grasping two‑meter‑long cannons, and launched an attack on Bao Jing in the sky.

These cannons pack a strong punch but are too cumbersome; for a speed‑type beast like Bao Jing, they're practically a perfect counter.

While Bao Jing was mocking these beasts in his mind, his sixth sense warned of danger; his pupils suddenly contracted, he instinctively twisted his body, yet still brushed past a cannonball that had abruptly turned behind him, exploding instantly.

The metal particles were shaken loose, scattering and rolling on the ground; Bao Jing also fell from the sky. Fortunately, he wasn't seriously injured, though some areas were pocked with black holes from cannon fragments.

Bao Jing gritted his teeth, covering the wound on his chest, and glared at the beasts before him with hatred.

Ye Xi'an, enclosed in the protective dome, nonetheless sensed Bao Jing was in danger.

"Lin Zhi Jing, Bao Jing might be in danger; quickly tear down the protective dome and rescue him!" Ye Xi'an's face was frantic, her heart growing more uneasy, her pulse thudding nonstop.

Lin Zhi Jing frowned: "I've gathered them; what if they hit you?"

If he weren't afraid of accidentally harming Ye Xi'an, he wouldn't be using a level‑7 ability while still shrinking inside an eggshell.

"What's the 'what if'!" Ye Xi'an's tone was urgent: "Am I a burden to you! Are you scared of hurting me and thus cowering!"

Lin Zhi Jing pressed their lips together, a hint of hurt in their eyes; they didn't see Ye Xi'an as a burden: "Fine, I'll go rescue him."