Chapter 91: Self-Generated BGM

Originally, others behind them responded, but their voices quickly grew fewer and quieter.

Unconsciously, A Ming's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his whole body trembling as he ran, his breath ragged.

And just then…

"The vast horizon is my love…"

A ringtone suddenly blared—it was the young mistress's phone.

A Ming was about to tell the young mistress to ditch the phone and focus on running, but he saw her freeze, as if struck by sudden inspiration, then suddenly answer the call.

"Mr. Fang! Save me! I'm at Qingshui Park, on the long path by the southern exit!!"

But from the phone came only a number.

"10."

Ahead, a young man appeared, holding a phone.

"5."

A Ming turned back—the middle-aged man with black blood was now taking shape.

"3."

Mr. Fang, save me!

The countdown and Bai Xiaoya's panicked voice rang out almost simultaneously.

The middle-aged man with black blood had already reached a hundred meters behind them, a blurred figure instantly closing the distance.

"2."

The middle-aged man with black blood appeared before them as if teleporting, his arm stretching grotesquely one meter, his fist slamming toward Bai Xiaoya's chest.

A Ming roared and charged forward, drawing his pistol and firing rapidly.

Bullets bounced off the middle-aged man with black blood.

One stray bullet shot straight for Bai Xiaoya's forehead.

No!!

"1."

At this moment, time seemed to slow.

The middle-aged man's fist, howling with wind, crept slowly toward Bai Xiaoya's chest.

As the distance closed, the fist seemed to grow larger and larger.

Meanwhile, the stray bullet racing for her forehead also rippled with invisible Lianyi, drawing nearer and nearer.

At this moment, Bai Xiaoya's mind went blank; she couldn't react at all.

She could only watch helplessly as the bullet approached, as the fist approached, as death drew near—until… everything suddenly stopped!

"0."

That annoying voice uttered the final countdown.

A broad back appeared abruptly, like a scene cut into the frame.

Following the back, one could see the man's left hand calmly pinching the bullet that had just flown to kill Bai Xiaoya between his index and middle fingers.

His right hand gripped the middle-aged man's fist tightly, unmoving!

The scene froze at this moment.

On the middle-aged man with black blood's face, for the first time, an expression appeared—confusion mixed with bewilderment.

Bai Xiaoya stared, stunned and dazed, at that back; her mind still blank, the sensation of imminent death still holding her frozen.

And just then, a sound suddenly began to slowly rise.

La la, la! La la la la la… Ding! Ding ding ding!

Bai Xiaoya instinctively turned her dazed gaze toward the sound's source and saw Fang Yue's pocket, glowing faintly, playing music out loud.

The name of the music seemed to be… Chuang Jiang Ling.

Oh no? Isn't this awkward?

Unaware, Fang Yue, amid the intense self-generated BGM, spoke slowly in his deepest voice.

"All martial arts under heaven are invincible only by speed!"

Before they understood what had happened, Bai Xiaoya and A Ming suddenly found the scenery blurring, then they were flung backward and landed on the ground some distance away.

When they looked back toward where they had just been.

A loud boom echoed—dust billowed, stones flew everywhere, and a figure was blasted backward, landing right beside them.

Both were startled; Bai Xiaoya cried out: "Fang Yue!!"

But when they looked closer, the figure on the ground wasn't Fang Yue—it was the middle-aged man with black blood.

The once invincible, nearly unstoppable middle-aged man with black blood now lay utterly motionless.

Ahead, Fang Yue walked calmly out of the dust, his face still marked with confusion.

"That's it?"

Just now, after flinging them away, Fang Yue twisted the middle-aged man's wrist—there was a sharp crack—and snapped his right arm clean off.

Before the middle-aged man could react, Fang Yue released his grip, adjusted his stance, stepped forward, and punched straight into the man's chest.

A thunderous boom!!

Centered on that punch, the ground around them shattered violently, like a hurricane had swept through—dust and shattered stones flew everywhere.

The violent force blasted the middle-aged man with black blood clean away.

And now, this is the scene.

Without a health bar like in a game, Fang Yue didn't know how much health the guy had lost or what state he was in now.

But as Fang Yue approached, he saw the middle-aged man with black blood slowly dissolving into black smoke, vanishing as mysteriously as in a game—yet no Black Ember remained.

I don't know whether it was because of something in reality, or because this guy was too weak, he couldn't condense Black Ember.

Relieved, Fang Yue remembered another matter.

By the way, the parchment never said killing Bai Xiaoya was an Advent, and aren't Advents something from the game? Why would they appear in reality?

Fang Yue was truly startled—he had seen Bai Xiaoya enter the park, thinking such a small place meant he could open Advent anytime and rush over, so he'd strolled slowly outside, planning to wait until the time came before rescuing her, since the parchment's death prophecy rarely deviated much as long as he didn't alter his own actions.

But he never expected the situation inside to be this brutal.

While Fang Yue was lost in thought, Bai Xiaoya and A Ming were stunned.

They looked at Fang Yue as if he were a monster.

So strong! So terrifying!

Over fifty people, all firing guns, couldn't kill the monster—but Fang Yue knocked it out with one punch!

This this this… who the hell is this guy?!

A Ming nervously glanced at Bai Xiaoya; she, pale-faced, shook her head, then bit her crimson lips and whispered, "Thank you, Master Fang, for saving my life! I, Bai Xiaoya, owe you my life—should you ever need anything, I will fulfill it fully!"

Bai Xiaoya, mindful of her status, felt this promise was heavy—but Fang Yue seemed unconcerned, merely saying, "Alright, then keep today's events secret for me."

"Bai Xiaoya will surely keep Master Fang's secret—no fourth person shall ever know of today's events!"

As she spoke, Bai Xiaoya paused, turned to A Ming, and said sternly, "If even one other person learns of this, I will kill myself on the spot to prove my innocence!"

These words shocked Amin's pupils to shrink—he quickly understood Bai Xiaoya's meaning, lowered his head, and fell silent.

Fang Yue was also startled.

Holy shit! Is it really that brutal?

Didn't see that coming.

Still, though this place was remote and usually deserted, it was still a park—Fang Yue thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back and talk. By the way… these bodies—can you handle disposing of them?"

Fang Yue had no experience with such matters.

A Ming then said, "Leave this to me—Miss Bai, please return with Master Fang first; I'll take care of everything!"

(End of Chapter)