Why am I so proficient!?

Unlike Qiao Muyi, who was puzzled, Ren Suo was in awe.

After sneaking into Dong Chengling's home from the balcony, the subsequent events seemed like something Ren Suo had rehearsed countless times. Except for a momentary distraction by a Da Bai Tu Milk Candy, Ren Suo almost instinctively knew what to say and do without much thought.

It was as if a "Xiao Suo's Secret Diary" had really appeared in his mind. Whenever Ren Suo advanced the plot to a certain point, the diary would naturally display the corresponding content and strategies, transitioning from a "martial arts style" to a "modern style."

Ironically, Ren Suo had been afraid he would forget the contents of the diary and had spent an hour memorizing it, almost causing him to accidentally say the words "Young Master."

The diary also became the guide for his actions, allowing him to fully comprehend Qiao Muyi's worries and speak words of persuasion that hit just the right note.

However, Ren Suo didn't quite understand why words required embracing, hand-holding, and other seemingly trivial gestures... Although the diary didn't mention it, Ren Suo conscientiously included Dong Chengling in those actions.

Hugging was a must, and holding hands was also imperative—who knew whether these actions would significantly affect Qiao Muyi's mood. But now, with three people present, it would be quite awkward if only two were acting out the drama, leaving the third as an embarrassed spectator.

Back in college, Ren Suo's cross-dressing roommate bought ice cream cones on a hot day and politely asked, "Would you like some?" Then another star-chasing roommate immediately leaned over and licked one, startling both Ren Suo and the cross-dressing roommate. To alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Ren Suo also took a lick. That way, all three had some, and no one felt awkward, though the ice cream on the cone was licked clean...

Thus, Ren Suo learned a social rule: never exclude others. To avoid Dong Chengling becoming a mere bystander, Ren Suo, playing his part, changed the 'master-servant heart-to-heart' drama into a 'Peach Garden Oath' scenario...

As expected, Qiao Muyi couldn't resist such a well-honed offensive. She regained her spirits and spoke firmly, "That's right... I, Qiao Muyi, will never let that mastermind get away! Moreover, I will turn the tables, use his power to grow stronger, then find and thoroughly crush him. Finally, I'll return to the Tactical Bureau to prove my innocence and let the Watchers know they've all been deceived!"

Qiao Muyi looked at Dong Chengling and asked, "Cheng Ling, the Tactical Bureau will surely block other escape routes. I can't get out on my own. Can you help me?"

Ren Suo also said, "Cheng Ling, can your Space Movement Spell teleport Qiao Muyi over a long distance, allowing her to escape the encirclement of the Tactical Bureau and the Watchers?"

Dong Chengling smiled, squeezed their hands tightly, and said, "No problem. After I advanced to the fourth transformation, I've made further progress in my awakened spells. My single-person teleportation range can now cover the entire globe."

Remembering something, she vanished in a flash and appeared in the bedroom. Then she flashed back, holding a Red Crystal Pendant.

"This is a Spirit Energy Coordinate I made. Although it's not permanent, it can be used five times," Dong Chengling said. "As long as you wear it, Xiao Qiao, I can cast the spell and teleport you thousands of miles away. So, Xiao Qiao, where do you plan to go?"

Qiao Muyi put on the Red Crystal Pendant and, after pondering for a moment, said, "This time, I'm not just running away. I need to find a way to expose the person pulling the strings and framing me... If the Source of Disaster and the Demon King's Followers are his creations, then I should go to regions where calamities are more frequent."

"Also, to conceal my identity, operate secretly, and reduce the chances of being found, I'd better go to a country predominantly populated by East Asians. Otherwise, an unfamiliar East Asian face appearing elsewhere would be too conspicuous... According to the intelligence I received from the Tactical Bureau, going to Flourishing Sakura Tokyo is my best choice."

Dong Chengling nodded. "I've been to Tokyo twice; I'm very familiar with its relative Spatial Coordinates."

Ren Suo's ears twitched. Possessing 'Insight into the Mortal World,' his hearing was stronger than Dong Chengling's and Qiao Muyi's, and he was the first to hear the sound of an approaching car. He went to the balcony to look and said with a hint of urgency, "Yu Kuangtu and his men are here! Qiao Muyi, you need to leave quickly!"

"Alright!"

Qiao Muyi immediately went to change her clothes and shoes, a joyous smile involuntarily appearing on her face—whether it meant life or death, surrendering was never her style.

If destined to go to hell,

then I shall walk there on my own two feet.

Qiao Muyi, having met them, your luck... isn't bad at all.

After changing, she returned to the living room, gazing at Ren Suo and Dong Chengling, silently offering her best wishes in her heart.

As long as I can imagine your happy futures, even if the road ahead requires braving thorns and thistles, and walking alone, I should be able to survive on dog food and perhaps even find joy in it...

Eating dog food, one can still find joy alone...

One can still be happy alone...

Right...?

"I want to go with you too."

Ren Suo looked at the approaching vehicles. He could already see Li Dan in the driver's seat of the first car—he hadn't seen him for a few days, and his dark circles had grown larger, making him look more like a panda, a malnourished one at that.

Ren Suo turned his head and saw Qiao Muyi's dumbfounded expression, while Dong Chengling also looked shocked.

"Suo, why do you want to accompany Xiao Qiao?" Dong Chengling asked. "The Tactical Bureau, Yu Kuangtu and his men, they act justly; they won't implicate you. Besides, you only focus on healing magic, and you've only ever defeated Zhao Huo..."

"But Zhao Huo is a special case. He's a purely close-combat Cultivator. Defeating him only proves you're not weak in close combat, but you still have a significant weakness against firearms."

"Xiao Qiao is different, though. Even I'm not confident I could defeat her in a direct confrontation. Xiao Qiao's array of spells and her skill level are far beyond that of an ordinary Third-turn Cultivator."

"If you go with Xiao Qiao, you might just distract her."

Qiao Muyi didn't speak, but her eyes conveyed the same sentiment as Dong Chengling.

Meeting their gazes, Ren Suo shook his head firmly.

"No, Qiao Muyi is in an unfamiliar place, and the mastermind will definitely have other tricks up their sleeve. She won't be able to handle it alone. I must go with her and take care of her."

Ren Suo looked at Dong Chengling earnestly and said, "Cheng Ling, Qiao Muyi needs me, and I can help her."

Ren Suo rarely spoke with such seriousness. When he was trying to persuade someone, the 'Seeker's Ornament' would automatically activate a minor effect: 'enhancement of confessions, apologies, comforting words, compliments, persuasion, and all other linguistic effects.'

Although Ren Suo's words seemed to make little sense, Dong Chengling and Qiao Muyi found themselves believing him—perhaps Ren Suo really could help Qiao Muyi.

Ren Suo seldom took the initiative. However, the few times he had—searching for the Fairy Palace Food God, entering the Magician's Secret Realm—he had, almost without exception, navigated the dangers and emerged safely.

Both Qiao Muyi and Dong Chengling vaguely sensed that Ren Suo had some secrets. But everyone has secrets, and since Ren Suo was a homebody who disliked going out, they didn't dwell on it.

The only thing they knew for sure was that Ren Suo rarely did things he wasn't sure about, and almost everything he got involved in tended to turn out well in the end.

Dong Chengling's urge to persuade Ren Suo subsided. She was, by nature, a girl who respected others' opinions; as long as Ren Suo had thought things through, she wouldn't object.

Qiao Muyi, however, felt a nagging unease. Should I really let Ren Suo come with me? This journey... we might not return. He was originally uninvolved, and the mastermind wouldn't have noticed him. But what if he gets implicated because of me...?

Just then, Qiao Muyi saw Ren Suo's earnest gaze, and that sliver of unease quietly dissipated.

If he could follow her to hell...

That seemed... not so bad, actually.

Of course, Qiao Muyi wasn't thinking of dragging Ren Suo down with her. She simply couldn't deceive herself, couldn't harden her heart to refuse this silly boy's company.

Last night, Dong Chengling had said, "Although I don't mind loneliness, having a companion on the road would bring me much more joy."

Qiao Muyi didn't mind loneliness, but she didn't like it either.

Now, there was someone willing to stand against the whole world with her. Qiao Muyi found it impossible to use kind reasoning to convince herself to refuse him.

If these were wicked emotions tempting her heart, making Qiao Muyi wish to lead him towards destruction with her... then Qiao Muyi, who had denied all the world's criminal accusations, was willing to plead guilty to her own malice in this moment!

At this point, Dong Chengling took Qiao Muyi's hand and said seriously, "Ren Suo has rarely left Heavenly Lotus Academy. He's been away from the Tactical Bureau's front lines for a long time and has never experienced a life-or-death battle. Xiao Qiao, can you protect him?"

Although Ren Suo knew Dong Chengling meant well, watching one beautiful girl ask another beautiful girl to protect him made his masculine pride crumble; he felt he couldn't quite stand tall in front of them...

But he couldn't defeat either of them, so indeed, he had no grounds to act tough.

Qiao Muyi squeezed Dong Chengling's hand in return, signaling her understanding. She looked at Ren Suo and asked, "Ren Suo, do you really want to come with me? I might soon be wanted worldwide, jointly pursued by the Mysterious Country and the Federation, accused of creating the Source of Disaster and spreading the Demon King's Followers, of inciting slaughter and catastrophe across the globe, becoming a Demon King hated by countless people. Even knowing all this, do you still want to come with me?"

Ren Suo smiled. "Well, have you actually done any of those things?"

Qiao Muyi momentarily considered saying, 'Yes, it was all me,' to make Ren Suo give up, or perhaps, 'Take a guess,' to lighten the tense atmosphere.

But in the end, she answered honestly, "I haven't. I was framed."

"Didn't I just say?" Ren Suo spread his hands. "I offer you trust with eyes closed and ears covered. Even if the Tactical Bureau says you're guilty, even if the Watchers say you're guilty, even if the fruit-selling lady down the street says you're guilty, as long as you deny it, I'll stand by you. At worst, I just won't buy fruit from her."

"I will definitely help you find the mastermind. I will definitely find the truth. I will definitely prove that I, Ren Suo, did not misjudge you!"

Qiao Muyi felt a mix of amusement and emotion. She didn't speak, instead turning her head to look silently at Dong Chengling.

Even though Ren Suo had agreed, Dong Chengling's attitude was still what Qiao Muyi valued most.

After all, if Dong Chengling was unwilling, Ren Suo couldn't leave even if he wanted to. Moreover, if Dong Chengling was unwilling, Qiao Muyi couldn't help but feel a bit manipulative...

At that moment, Ren Suo remembered something and said, "Cheng Ling, I can go with her alone. We're not going to fight; we're going to find the truth, so you can rest assured... If possible, could you help cover my tracks?"

Dong Chengling took a deep breath and said, "If that's the case... then I wish you both a safe journey. When the people from the Tactical Bureau arrive, I'll say I know nothing, that Xiao Qiao jumped out the window and left early this morning."

"I am a newly advanced Fourth-Stage Cultivator. I haven't done anything wrong. As long as I stick to this story, they can't do anything to me. Suo, if anyone asks about you, I'll say you're staying with Bai Ji. Bai Ji will definitely be willing to cover for you."

"You weren't seen by any surveillance cameras when you came, right? In that case, the Tactical Bureau definitely won't care about your whereabouts."

Dong Chengling trusts Bai Ji that much to cover my tracks?

Although Ren Suo knew that Bai Ji, as a bonding partner, would definitely be willing to offer this little bit of help, Dong Chengling didn't know that... Could it be that Dong Chengling actually understood Bai Ji's character very well?

Speaking of which, in the game, Bai Ji was called 'Sister Bai' by Dong Chengling. However, Ren Suo, thinking he had also become 'Maid Xiao Suo,' naturally didn't mind it much, figuring it might just be the Mini-World Game Console's twisted sense of humor.

"Then I'll trouble you."

"Cheng Ling, we'll be troubling you. I will make sure Ren Suo returns safely."

Ren Suo and Qiao Muyi spoke simultaneously.

Dong Chengling smiled. "Between the three of us, there's no need to talk about trouble. Ren Suo trusts you, Xiao Qiao, and so do I."

"Besides, if you encounter danger, you can directly activate the Spirit Energy Coordinates, and I can pull you back. However, I'll likely be under surveillance by the Tactical Bureau for the next few days. If you return then, you might be caught by them."

Ren Suo said, "We'll return loaded with evidence! Then we'll let the Tactical Bureau welcome us back themselves!"

Dong Chengling smiled gently, resting her hands on Ren Suo's and Qiao Muyi's shoulders.

"Then, I wish you a smooth journey and a safe return."

At that moment, Ren Suo suddenly remembered a detail: in the game, Maid Xiao Suo hadn't actually obtained the "Godspeed Talisman," but she was still teleported by Ling'er.

However, in the game, Ren Suo had always been focused on Young Master Mu, paying no attention to such minor details about Maid Xiao Suo. Now, experiencing it firsthand, he realized that Maid Xiao Suo had possessed the "Godspeed Talisman" all along, and it was even an unlimited-use, Cheng Ling's limited collector's edition...

Ren Suo took one last, deep look at Dong Chengling, as if wanting to imprint her image into his very eyes.

When Dong Chengling saw that look, her body suddenly trembled slightly, a bad premonition surfacing in her mind.

But at that moment, her spell had already activated. Ren Suo and Qiao Muyi vanished on the spot, crossing space to a nation thousands of miles away.

Teleporting two people over such a long distance placed an immense burden on Dong Chengling, consuming a vast amount of her spiritual energy. She struggled to suppress her body's weakness, slumping softly onto the wooden floor.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Just then, several Tactical Cultivators crashed through the balcony's French doors, the guest room window, and the bedroom window, storming into the house. The main door was simultaneously blasted open by a Flame Burst Technique. Yu Kuangtu, wearing military boots, stepped through the flames, with Li Dan close behind.

"No target in the master bedroom!"

"No target in the secondary bedroom!"

"No target in the kitchen!"

Yu Kuangtu scanned the surroundings. From his subordinates' reports, he knew the targets were no longer there. He then turned to Dong Chengling. "Cultivator Dong Chengling, may I ask where Deputy Director of the Tactical Bureau Qiao Muyi is now?"

Slumped on the floor, Dong Chengling glanced at him, then suddenly vanished and reappeared seated on the living room sofa.

At the same time, all the Tactical Cultivators suddenly felt as if the world were collapsing around them. Space itself seemed to compress against their skin, and their knees buckled as if struck by arrows, nearly forcing them to kneel.

They felt as if they were being stared down by hundreds of tigers, hundreds of muscle-bound men, and hundreds of digital Tyrannosaurs. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, cold sweat poured down, and their rationality evaporated in an instant of unspoken fear!

Not even Yu Kuangtu was an exception!

He tried to ignite flames, but only managed a few sputtering sparks, barely forcing out a word, "You..."

Li Dan jabbed Yu Kuangtu sharply in the waist, signaling him to stop making a fool of himself—he was about to kneel anyway, so what was the point of posturing?

"Barging into my home early in the morning, making such a racket, interrupting my cultivation, and then you demand someone from me?"

Dong Chengling leisurely picked up a teacup, poured herself some cool boiled water, took a sip, and said faintly, "I, Dong Chengling, am a Fourth-Stage Cultivator."

She glanced sideways at the Tactical Cultivators, now kneeling one by one in the living room, a chilling frost emanating from her deep, ink-colored pupils as she asked, "Since when can the dignity of a law-abiding Cultivator like myself be so casually trampled upon by the Tactical Bureau!?"

Dong Chengling had always been kind and gentle, averse to conflict, like Jinglan—an ordinary, unassuming girl.

She rarely treated others poorly. Even when instructing students, she persuaded them with reason and guided them patiently. When interacting with colleagues, if their views clashed with hers, she would simply walk away quietly, never arguing, much less resorting to force.

However, she had broken through to the fourth transformation just a day ago, had seen Ren Suo less than twenty-four hours ago, and had only spoken with Qiao Muyi for a short while before Qiao Muyi had to leave—with Ren Suo following her.

Dong Chengling, this morning, was a little angry.

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