Mini World Game Console

Tokyo, 9 PM, Haneda Airport.

When You Jiu left the airplane, bringing a group of Huanghe Cultivators by limousine to the VIP channel, he sensed an intense killing intent rushing toward him the moment he stepped out of the vehicle!

You Jiu snorted coldly, exhaled a wisp of blood-red turbid air, and unleashed a killing intent that seemed like the descent of Ghost Gods or the firing of a Planet-Destroying Cannon. Everyone standing in the hallway winced simultaneously. The rabbit-toothed man in black, who had the sharpest burst of mental fluctuations, even had blood streaming from his nostrils. He looked at You Jiu with a mixture of shock and rage.

Only then did the Huanghe Cultivators following behind You Jiu realize that there had already been a covert clash between the high-tier cultivators of various countries. It was clear that their own Two Thousand Five Hundred Li had overcome the combined sneak attacks of the other high-tier cultivators!

"Danzhu Mouth God, expelling filth to clear the air." You Jiu spat disdainfully and walked in, saying loudly, "I have arrived. The battle strategy meeting can begin... Where is the Watcher?"

The rabbit-toothed man in black wiped his nosebleed, stepped forward with a cold sneer. "Tienes·el·aspecto·de·un·pedo·visible#￥%&..."

No sooner had he spoken than the man in black suddenly exhaled a thick and strangely entwining black smoke, shooting toward You Jiu like an arrow. You Jiu's reaction was interesting—he simply spat.

When the saliva met the black smoke, it suddenly sparked an ash-grey current. In the face of the Dark Dirty Thunder, the black smoke disintegrated instantly. The Dark Dirty Thunder even followed the smoke's path right into the man in black's mouth, electrocuting him. He screamed, eyes wide with fury, as his muscles tensed instantly. His legs gave way, and he dropped to his knees!

This exchange was incredibly swift, as if the man in black had just spoken a word before kneeling. However, the residual Spiritual Energy fluctuations in the air and the black thunder flickering on the man's body caused the other cultivators' complexions to change drastically.

You Jiu, already stooped and hunched over, leaned in even closer to the rabbit-toothed man in black, who was now sweating profusely, and sighed. "I haven't learned bird speak, so don't talk to me in bird speak. It makes me want to pee... I only understand Mandarin. If you can't beat me, then you should just speak honestly in Mandarin."

"But you can neither scare me nor hit me, yet you insisted on tasting my saliva. That makes it difficult for me..."

You Jiu kept his hands casually inserted in the pockets of his tracksuit the whole time, appearing relaxed and composed. He looked around and said, "Is this an assassination then? The Five Great Supernatural Organizations ganging up on the Great Wall? Is the European Union, the Federation, the South American Union, Flourishing Sakura, and Russia declaring war against the Mysterious Country, using my good head as a flag for their rebellion?"

He rubbed his neck and heaved a helpless sigh. "Then I have no choice but to fight my way out of Tokyo... Someone, activate the GPS and show me the fastest route back to the Mysterious Country. Then follow me as I cut my way from Tokyo East Road to Capital City West Road..."

The Huanghe Cultivator he was pointing at looked embarrassed, not knowing how to begin. He decided to clarify issues one by one, "Um, Your Excellency Two Thousand Five Hundred Li, killing you doesn't count as rebellion..."

"What, it's called an uprising?" You Jiu gave him a puzzled look. "But that's not how 'uprising' is used either!"

Neither is 'rebellion' used that way! Killing you would be called maintaining world peace, not rebellion!

Tokyo doesn't have a Tokyo East Road, Capital City doesn't have a Capital City West Road, and you certainly don't need to pass through Capital City to fight your way back to the Mysterious Country from Tokyo!

The others were also furiously roaring inside their hearts. They all understood Mysterious Country's culture and were even proficient in its official language—if for no other reason, they were willing to spend a great deal of time on it just for the Fairy Palace.

They had already reviewed You Jiu's information and knew this person had a very peculiar personality. But they hadn't expected him to be so odd that he would resort to hacking at people without a word of disagreement!

But the problem was, You Jiu indeed had the capital to speak such words—Iron Sun's "Shadow," Dai Ze, was a C-level powerhouse, which in the Mysterious Country's ability evaluation system, would be a Fourth-Stage Cultivator!

However, upon meeting, Dai Ze was subdued by You Jiu with a single move! You Jiu didn't even use a Flying Sword!

Intelligence organizations of other countries also made efforts to gather intelligence on the powerhouses of various nations. Everyone knew that You Jiu was famous for his Flying Sword. He could use it to slay many powerful Sources of Disaster on his own, making his combat power unparalleled.

Apart from his brain being wired differently from ordinary people, You Jiu was indeed a powerful Cultivator from the Mysterious Country. None present dared claim they could defeat him. Even if they banded together, they might not be able to kill him. The Mysterious Country had somehow managed to research a large number of learnable Spells and had even mastered Space Spells. Although You Jiu had never fled, they wouldn't bet that he couldn't escape!

Moreover, they were just trying to give the people from the Mysterious Country a show of force, with no intention to fight at all. Who knew why You Jiu alone could suppress four powerhouses of the same tier... And there was at least one more person like that in the Mysterious Country: Mr. Sanqianli Chuan!

Thinking of this, they also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts: fortunately, the Mysterious Country only had Sanqianli and Two Thousand Five Hundred Li. Perhaps with more effort, they could catch up in the future!

"Your Excellency Two Thousand Five Hundred Li, we had absolutely no such intention. Just now was definitely a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding," a receptionist from the Martial Soul Hall hurried over to ease the atmosphere. The others kept silent, tacitly agreeing to this outcome. People from Iron Sun came over to drag away the rabbit-toothed man in black, who looked at You Jiu with fear and silently positioned himself at the back.

He had only wanted to take advantage of their numbers to suppress the momentum of this powerful Cultivator from the Mysterious Country, but now he was the one who ended up embarrassed!

You Jiu glanced at the people present and also became internally vigilant.

Three Fourth-Stage Cultivators, plus Bright, the Watcher, and himself, along with the Fourth-Stage Cultivator from the Martial Soul Hall, added up to six Fourth-Stage Cultivators!

The six international Supernatural Organizations participating in this operation each sent out Fourth-Stage Cultivators and an uncertain number of Third-turn Cultivators. If they were coming to eradicate the Demon King, everyone was taking it far too seriously.

You Jiu, of course, knew what these people were up to because he had already received Mr. Chuan's insidious orders before coming: "First, capture the Demon King; second, if unable to capture him, then allow our own personnel to kill the Demon King; third, if someone else kills the Demon King and internal strife occurs within the Joint Investigation Team, adapt accordingly."

Without a doubt, others had the same idea!

Because the two major abilities exhibited by the Demon King—developing Demon King's Followers and creating Sources of Disaster—held strategic significance for any organization. If Demon King's Followers were used well, loyal Transcendents could be cultivated on a large scale. And if Sources of Disaster were used well, they could even help avoid calamities!

For example, humans could previously only flee seismic natural disasters. But if a nation could control the creation of Sources of Disaster and dispatch a strong army of Cultivators to destroy them, it would be possible to directly obliterate the disaster. This would greatly reduce economic and human losses!

Abilities themselves are neither good nor bad. Their use all lies within the intent of the wielder.

Of course, all of this presupposed that they first found the Demon King. What to do after finding him, and how to allocate such a terrifyingly strategic ability, would then be up to each individual's capability. This was precisely why only You Jiu and a team of Huanghe Cultivators had come this time.

Because he could truly fight his way out of Tokyo, any additional person would only be a burden to him.

"What about Bright? Didn't he come to Flourishing Sakura first?" You Jiu asked.

"He found followers of the Demon King and is further narrowing the search area."

The white man with black hair, who had been standing silently against the wall listening to music, replied briefly. You Jiu glanced at the cello case beside him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was no simpleton. Before his arrival in Tokyo, You Jiu had already reviewed the information on powerhouses from various countries. Choosing to give Dai Ze a good beating was a thoughtful decision—among all the Fourth-Stage Cultivators present, only Dai Ze had the weakest backing, represented by the South American Union, which was insignificant, and Dai Ze was also the weakest among them.

And the other two Fourth-Stage Cultivators were Ursa, the "Thunder Bear" from the Russian Winter Castle, who sat on the couch drinking the Water of Life all this time, and this man carrying a cello case, "Lone Wolf" Kadell from the EU Wizard Council!

Compared to the nearly two-meter-tall bear-like man, You Jiu's keen intuition told him that this Lone Wolf was probably the most terrifying person present—the threat he posed to You Jiu was only slightly less than that of the smiling tiger, Bright!

In this vast world, there are indeed people comparable to me.

But those more outstanding than me are still holed up in some basement, living a life so wretched they can't even take a crap!

Looking at these foreign powerhouses, You Jiu felt no fear; his fighting spirit even surged. Behind him sat the strongest on Earth; he represented the Great Wall of the Mysterious Country. Unless those gods and immortal Mages living in the heavens descended personally, he had no reason to retreat!

"He found more of the Demon King's followers?" You Jiu laughed. "In the Federation, he found the Demon King's followers and discovered the Demon King. When the Source of Disaster appeared in Lianjiang, he found the Demon King's followers again, revealing the Demon King was in Flourishing Sakura. Now that a Source of Disaster has emerged in Flourishing Sakura, he's caught up in this as well and found the Demon King's followers?"

Kadell's mouth twitched into an eerie smile. "What's so surprising about that? Previously, he often encountered accidents, disasters, robberies, and Sources of Disaster... The Watchers' propaganda suggests Bright has an ability called 'Luck'."

"Encountering disasters and accidents often is called luck?" You Jiu said bluntly. "Isn't that more like a disaster magnet?"

"This 'Luck' refers to those affected by disasters and accidents—as long as Bright arrives, he can essentially save everyone from the disaster, every single time, without fail. 'To encounter Bright during a disaster is the greatest fortune' goes the Watcher's slogan. Quite interesting, isn't it?"

As the two of them chatted, those below the Fourth Stage dared not speak. The embarrassed Dai Ze had no interest in speaking, and Ursa, inebriated, was not interested in talking either.

At this moment, the Martial Soul Hall's receptionist received information and said to everyone, "Lords and ladies, the Martial Soul Hall and the Watchers have located the Demon King's whereabouts. Lord Sakurazaki and Lord Leopold invite everyone to gather. Please come with us; vehicles have been arranged by the Martial Soul Hall..."

They repeated this message in various languages, offending no one. After exchanging glances, everyone asked almost simultaneously, "Where are we going?"

The receptionist announced a location unfamiliar to many: "Missile City in Gifu Prefecture."

Ursa, still drunk, burped and staggered up, his body crackling like popping beans, and slurred, "Time to execute justice (in Russian)."

Kadell softly sang, "Darling, what thoughts are you harboring in your mind? Are they of hunting, blood, or nightmares (in French)?"

Dai Ze said nothing and left directly with the people of Iron Sun.

You Jiu glanced at them and knew that they were all resolute in obtaining the Demon King. On the contrary, he might be the only one here who wished to capture the Demon King—he had no interest in the Demon King's abilities, and Mr. Chuan's first order was to capture the Demon King.

Qiao Muyi, although we have only met once, and even though you are the heinous Demon King, and despite your escape being quite annoying, I would still like to sincerely wish you here—

Enjoy your last evening.

And then go die.

"AH~~~ YAWN~~~ OH~~~"

The steamy hot spring water enveloped Ren Suo's toes, then his knees, his waist, and his shoulders. As his body transitioned from the cold into the warmth, he let out a long, comfortable sigh of relief.

It was as if the hot spring could wash away the body's Exhaustion, yet Ren Suo didn't feel that tired—it would be a joke for a Third-turn Cultivator to be exhausted after a day of travel. Even if Ren Suo went out to move bricks and work as a plasterer all night, he wouldn't feel tired.

But physical comfort can effectively relieve psychological Exhaustion. Having already enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, the thought of soaking in this was so pleasant that Ren Suo even entertained an idea. Even if it took a whole day to get here, it would have been worth it just for this soak.

"Feeling comfortable?"

"Mmm~HUH!?"

Ren Suo immediately grabbed a towel to cover his lower half and turned around to see Qiao Muyi holding her phone towards him. She couldn't have seen anything through the steam, he thought, forcing a smile as he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Watching you, taking your nude photos," Qiao Muyi said with utter sincerity. At that moment, her phone made a CLICK sound—Ren Suo's phone had an anti-voyeurism feature (to prevent the owner from secretly photographing others), which produced a clear sound when taking photos.

Ren Suo asked, his face dark, "You have a habit of watching people bathe?"

"No," Qiao Muyi shook her head and added, "But look at the environment around us—the fine snow fluttering, the quiet courtyard, the orchid bamboo stone lamps... Don't you want to take a photo?"

Indeed, their suite's private hot spring was outdoors, with a ceiling to shield it from snow and rain, allowing guests to enjoy the serene courtyard view while soaking.

Ren Suo couldn't help but nod. "It would be great if the snow piled up... The world clad in silver outside, warm as spring inside. Just the thought of it is beautiful."

"In half a month, here at Okuhida, there will be continuous heavy snow. By then, the courtyard will surely be covered with snow—but at that time, all the inns in Okuhida will have been fully booked."

"It would be nice to come here when the snow is falling heavily."

"Yeah."

"So what does this have to do with you taking my picture..."

"I'm not going to send it out, and it's stored on your phone. What's a big man like you afraid of?" Qiao Muyi huffed. "I didn't even say it's an eyesore!"

Ren Suo muttered, "Still, that's a loss for me..."

"When I soak in the hot spring later, you can come and watch, too."

"Really?" Ren Suo was excited.

Qiao Muyi squatted down, nodded earnestly, and then reached out to touch the stones piled up by the hot spring. With every touch, the protrusions on the stone were worn down a bit. After a few seconds, that stone became smooth and flat.

This scene sent a chill from his spine straight to his pituitary gland—Are you learning this from Dong Chengling? That poor stone! Trampled on for so many years, it finally persevered, and now you insist on ruining its integrity in its final years?

"For real!" Qiao Muyi reached out and touched Ren Suo's damp head. He gave her a glance, crouched obediently, his mouth submerged in the hot spring, blowing bubbles and keeping his head away from her palm.

Go ahead and rub stones, just don't rub my head! Women truly don't understand how precious hair is. There doesn't seem to be a Hair Growth Spell on the intranet either. If you rub my hair roots away, I'll really have to wear a hat every day.

After soaking for nearly half an hour, his fingertips all wrinkled, Ren Suo reluctantly left the hot spring. Dressed in a yukata, he sat on a cushion in the living room with his feet in a heated kotatsu foot-warmer, feeling as though he was being absorbed by the heater.

He opened a can of milk coffee and sipped it while turning on the TV to see what was on.

TBS station was discussing the battle between Magicians and the Fish-man Giant Monster; Fuji TV station was comparing the combat power of Magicians in the Secret Realms and Flourishing Sakura; Asahi TV station was discussing the potential damage the Fish-man Giant Monster could cause to Itoigawa City if Magicians didn't exist; Tokyo TV station was airing the anime "Yami Shibai," episode seven, "The Sound of Boots."

I'll watch "Yami Shibai."

Though that's what he thought, in reality, Ren Suo was just using the TV sound as background music while playing with his phone, resting against the coffee table.

Some time later, Ren Suo was touched on the forehead and realized that Qiao Muyi had finished soaking in the hot spring. She was dressed in a yukata, revealing her fair and smooth collarbone.

Qiao Muyi sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hands, her eyes brimming with laughter. "Good for you, not coming to peep."

Ren Suo pursed his lips, silently praising his own cleverness.

You just threatened me like that. Did you think I'd be so foolish as to go over?

I only threatened you like that. Why weren't you foolish enough to come over?

Qiao Muyi was also feeling both amused and a bit vexed, a little Depressed but also reassured. After watching Ren Suo play with his phone for a while, she finally said, "We might have to leave early tomorrow, so let's go to sleep earlier."

"Okay."

Knowing that tomorrow would definitely be even more tiring, Ren Suo didn't reject the suggestion and followed Qiao Muyi to the bedroom.

Undoubtedly, as one might expect, there were only two sets of mattresses and bedding in the bedroom, placed side by side. It was a couple's suite, after all. Since they were a man and a woman checking in together, the staff naturally wouldn't have been so considerate as to separate the bedding for them. Perhaps even if it weren't a mixed-gender party, the staff wouldn't proactively separate the bedding, for fear of being accused of discrimination against minority groups.

Qiao Muyi didn't speak, merely glancing at Ren Suo out of the corner of her eye, while Ren Suo naturally slipped under the covers and shuffled a few times to wrap himself up tightly. Seeing that Qiao Muyi was still standing, he patted the bedding next to him and said, "What's the matter? Get in."

Qiao Muyi looked at Ren Suo with a strange gaze. Sure enough, Ren Suo threw her pillow to the other side of the mattress and said, "I'll make sure to wrap my feet up in the blanket. I definitely won't touch you."

Sleeping head to foot... I knew it.

Qiao Muyi sighed helplessly and crawled into the bedding to sleep.

After the lights were turned off, the bedroom became incredibly quiet. Outside the window, a faint Glimmer emanated, with the occasional sweep of flying snow that was here one moment and gone the next. A distant, weak bark of a dog rang out, as if the world had pulled down its curtain.

She whispered softly, "We're going into the mountains tomorrow."

"Hmm."

"Once we find the evidence, we can go back."

"Hmm."

"Tonight is our last night staying in Flourishing Sakura."

"Maybe."

Afterwards, silence ensued, as if both of them, carrying expectations and Exhaustion, fell into a sweet slumber.

「2:45 A.M.」

Ren Suo slowly sat up, pulled back the blanket, and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

When he reached the living room, he pressed his head and leaned against the wall, allowing his spine to slowly sink down as he sat on the tatami mat with a soft sigh.

He'd actually miscounted!

Throughout the entire process, he hadn't summoned his Senior from the Sect three times, but four!

Because the plotline of summoning his Senior from the Sect didn't feature much in the game—it usually just involved Maid Xiao Suo saying a line before it flashed by—he didn't have a strong impression of this part.

He had always thought there were only three summonings: on the third, sixth, and eighth days. He'd forgotten that after summoning once on the evening of the sixth day, another occurred in the early morning. These two were almost back-to-back, with very little plot in between, so in his memory, they'd merged into one!

He had previously calculated that the Magician (3 stars), the Truth Seeker (3 stars), and Ren Woxing (2 stars) combined had a total of four summoning opportunities. If one summon could increase a character's star rank by a maximum of 1 star, Ren Woxing would need to be summoned at least twice to reach 4 stars.

Therefore, his instructions for the Truth Seeker and the Magician had been to finish quickly, hoping to save some "Rippling Spring Sounds" time to use as a trump card.

But now, three summonings had become four. This meant his trump card was completely useless—not only had all the powerful characters he could summon already reached 4 stars, but he also suspected that most of his "Rippling Spring Sounds" time was probably gone!

Sitting there sighing and lost in thought for a while, Ren Suo eventually obediently touched the green Mark and let Ren Woxing go to the location revealed in "Xiao Suo's Secret Diary" to eliminate the Source of Disaster.

After managing that, Ren Suo went to the bathroom for a short visit and then tiptoed back to the bedroom, crawling back into the covers to continue sleeping.

However, not long after, Ren Suo felt a warm and toasty object sneak into his blanket.

He looked down and saw Qiao Muyi's head.

She must be half-asleep, right? But this sleeping position is something else! Not only did she roll from her own bed into mine, but she also somehow turned 180 degrees...

"I'm not asleep."

As if hearing the thoughts in Ren Suo's mind, Qiao Muyi's soft voice rang out from the bedding. She lifted her head, her eyes unwaveringly staring at Ren Suo, her enchantingly beautiful eyes still shining with captivating brilliance under the dim Moonlight.

"I haven't been asleep, not at all."