Unfortunately, they're all named Chen.

The Desert Market doesn't take action for free. When the spoils were divided back then, it was agreed upon, besides that, cooperation with Ji Jue and conditions for future collaboration were required.

'Grow bigger and stronger, recreate glory' is the common obsession in the heart of every leader. The heart of Ascension exists in the essence of all spiritual beings, and it can never change.

After securing the leadership position, Chen Xingzhou naturally wasn't content to be confined to just Hai Province. The various divisions of the Desert Market within the Federation were at odds, but outside the Federation, the Thousand Islands were an uncharted blue ocean.

He planned to unite with other regional leaders, taking advantage of this chaotic time to compete with counterparts in the Thousand Islands.

Pacquiao must die, or how else could the market be vacated? Ling Liu was envious; wasn't he envious too?

This was only the first step. After renovations, these stranded ships in Longjiang would be registered under Chen Yubo's Yulou Trade, starting to venture into maritime trade.

Success or failure afterward depends on how he competes with Ling Liu, how he draws more people into the game, and what bridges he builds with the Northern Realm through these relationships.

Rebuilding efforts were tangled and multifaceted, even Ji Jue was busy and overwhelmed, so much so that he had no time to bother with Old Tang.

It wasn't until daybreak that An Neng, who had been missing all night, finally appeared.

Aside from a singed lock of hair, he was intact.

He still sported a palm tree T-shirt and large floral shorts, nonchalantly smoking a cigarette, carrying a plastic bag like a ghost, suddenly appearing from behind.

This time, however, Ji Jue unexpectedly had a forewarning.

To be exact, it wasn't An Neng he sensed.

It was the large black plastic bag in his hand...

Heavy, as if something was inside.

It unexpectedly made him instinctively feel thirst, his heart almost surging with excitement, but before that could happen, it was suppressed by the Mechanical Descent.

"How's the outcome?" Ji Jue casually turned back, smiling as he greeted.

"Not very good."

An Neng curled his lips, "They ran away."

"Those Entropy... You Shuang guys have this advantage; once they transform into energy, they can divide themselves. If half die, with a little fire, they can regenerate instantly, making escape too convenient."

The Mutated Transformation of the Entropy System's Chosen Ones inherently involves uncontrollable energy transformations, including self-combustion, freezing, vaporization, or photolysis, among others.

Those who turn towards the Great Evil may retain a sliver of consciousness amidst mutation, but they're no longer considered human. Having become like this, they naturally don't fear splitting, using the technique more skillfully than the Chosen Ones and, when desperate, can even divide their souls completely.

As long as a spark remains, they can come back to life.

It's indeed troublesome to annihilate them completely.

"However, it wasn't a wasted trip."

An Neng shook the plastic bag in his hand, "At least we got this."

Ji Jue looked on curiously and naturally asked, "What is that?"

But An Neng fell silent.

He seemed to ponder, shaking the plastic bag in his hand, glancing at Ji Jue, and then at the direction beyond Xinquan, specifically the distant ruins of Spring City.

As if suddenly enlightened, he chuckled lightly.

"I think I know."

He blew out a smoke ring and commented nostalgically, "You kid... really have dog's luck."

Riddler, get out!

Ji Jue rolled his eyes, unwilling to ask further, but An Neng unexpectedly sidled over, putting an arm around his shoulder intimately:

"Hey, kid!"

"Hmm?" Ji Jue wanted to retreat disdainfully, trying to get away.

Are all you An Family people this overly familiar? Can't you maintain some social distance!

Unfortunately, he couldn't brush him off.

"Don't be so distant; with your relationship with Xiao Ning, as an uncle, I don't mind. It's all up to you." An Neng's smile became increasingly mischievous and eerie, "But when do you plan to give me a nephew with my niece?"

Ji Jue was frozen for a while, feeling a chill all over, shocked with eyes wide open.

Are you crazy!

Or am I crazy?!

Uncle, do you even realize the nonsense you're spouting!?

Seeing Ji Jue's dumbfounded, alarmed expression, An Neng laughed heartily, not explaining further, "Uncle will give you something nice, consider it a contribution!

Don't be quick to refuse; in the future, you'll realize how good Uncle is to you."

With that, he tossed the plastic bag into Ji Jue's arms.

Ji Jue instinctively caught it and felt his inner spiritual energy surge and stir, as if extinguished flames were rekindled, and his heart suppressed by the Mechanical Descent faintly sped up.

In a word, it felt like...

Thirst?!

In a daze, the darkness from his nightmares seemed to resurface before him, along with that expanse of silent flame light burning like in the deep sea.

So familiar.

"This... what is it?"

Maintaining a puzzled expression, he lowered his head, opened the plastic bag, finding only a broken arm inside, appearing crushed and almost unrecognizable.

As it met the air, it immediately sparked with electricity and fire, yet was suppressed by a pin thrust into it.

Unable to transform.

An Neng took out his cigarette, blew out smoke, and grinned, "A limb freshly taken from an Evil Demon, that's all."

Familiar mutated aura, but beside it, there was something different.

Ji Jue furrowed his brows, examining it closely.

So pure and clear, even in darkness, it was a pure black, a pure Great Evil aura, devoid of any trace of Superior. There was a fundamental difference from the mixed impure spiritual substance of those Mutated Transformations...

He was momentarily stunned, a silhouette suddenly appearing in his mind.

Lu Changsheng.

Specifically, the appearance of Lu Changsheng before he died.

"Evil Demon?"

Ji Jue asked carelessly, "What is that?"

"Yes, what is that? Maybe, something like a wolf?" An Neng shrugged, "I can only say that much. Beyond that, you'll have to find the answers yourself."

He paused, as if remembering Ji Jue's usual behavior, suddenly slapped his forehead, and quickly reminded, "I know you craftsmen like to research things the association forbids, but don't waste this!

If someone comes looking for it later, don't fail to recognize its value. Remember to demand a good price for it."

"Something like this?"

Ji Jue 'sighed speechlessly,' "Who would want it?"

Consequently, An Neng's smile grew more delighted, and finally, he gave an enigmatic smile, "When someone comes to you asking, you'll know."

A few hours later, just as dawn broke.

Ji Jue received a message from Lv Yingyue.

"Finished with everything?"

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