wear it lord god

Half an hour later, a pale gray coastline emerged from the horizon, followed by a burst of crimson flames that shot up from the horizon, accompanied by a thick column of black smoke, and a deafening roar like a muffled thunderclap!
The passengers on the passenger ship were instantly jolted to their feet and rushed from their cabins to the deck, staring intently in the direction of the explosion. Several cultivators leaped into the air, soaring more than ten feet into the sky, their fingers forming hand seals as they probed the commotion ahead, their faces filled with astonishment.

Meanwhile, on the bridge of the escorting warship, several officers who had known beforehand stared wide-eyed at the billowing smoke in the distance—my God, it really exploded!
An announcement blared over the loudspeaker, a calm yet gentle female voice drowning out the commotion on deck: "Attention passengers, please return to your cabins immediately. The explosion site is currently far away, and we are in a completely safe zone. However, minor swells may occur subsequently. For your safety, please return to your rooms immediately..."

The news spread faster than the speed of sound across the internet: it was a shell from a nearby military base that bombed the factory, and it happened to be from the base of the country that was capturing and hunting down the monks.

The moment this message was posted on a public forum, netizens from all over the world flooded the comment section, almost all of them jokingly watching with a watermelon in hand:

"I can't laugh anymore. The master's servants accidentally blew up the doghouse."

"Additional details: It seems that the owner sent servants to blow up the doghouse on the dog's territory."

"One more thing: This doghouse discharges toxic wastewater into the sea every day, and the fish around it have all mutated into three-headed, six-armed creatures. They are now reaping what they sowed."

"Don't insult dogs. At least dogs don't poison their own food bowls."

"I understand, they're not even as good as pigs or dogs."

……

At this moment, Xining was in this base, with a dozen or so living souls operating various instruments in front of her, and the remaining dozen or so semi-transparent living souls obediently floating beside her.

The factory, which had been discharging wastewater infused with demonic energy, was now a steaming pit.

With the problem solved, she was quite satisfied and gave the order: "Everyone, go back to the banner!"

So all the living souls rushed toward the ceiling and disappeared into the enormous banner that filled the entire hall.

The banner was so large that it could not be erected in a normal building; it could only be laid flat in mid-air, floating parallel to the ceiling.

After putting down the banner, he turned around, pushed open the door of the command room, walked to the elevator, and took the elevator to leave.

With a "ding-dong" sound, the elevator had arrived at the ground floor from the fifth basement level.

As the elevator doors opened, she stepped out, but her steps suddenly halted—her white dress was now covered with countless red dots, from the collar to the hem, every inch of fabric was covered in red dots, making it look like a sieve with countless small holes burned into it from a distance.

"Click-click-click" A series of crisp switch sounds rang out in succession, and all the powerful searchlights on both sides of the corridor suddenly turned on. The blinding white light surged over like a tide, so bright that she subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes.

Her vision was barely focused in the halo of light when she could see that she was surrounded by fully armed soldiers, all of whom were pointing their guns at her.

The loudspeaker then blared, and the English command was unequivocal: "Put down your weapons and surrender immediately, raise your hands and kneel down, or we will open fire!"

Looking at the crowd before her, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, Xi Ning sighed softly to herself. Why bother? What's the point?

When she came in, she casually took away a group of guards at the gate, then another group in the command room, and now yet another group has arrived. Why are they all coming to be killed? Xi Ning sighed deeply, then called out, "Fanlai~"

"call--"

A sudden gust of cold wind swept up from behind her, and a three-meter-tall jet-black banner appeared out of thin air. Dark purple patterns flowed slowly across the banner's surface, and wisps of cold black smoke billowed from its base. The temperature in the vicinity dropped by more than ten degrees, and even the ground was covered with fine white frost.

What happened next is unknown to outsiders.

All that could be heard was a frenzied barrage of gunfire, interspersed with heart-wrenching screams. In just a few minutes, all the sounds seemed to be swallowed up by the black mist, and all fell into complete silence.

Five minutes later, a faint golden light suddenly flashed across the dark banner, and all the living souls that had just been taken in were completely refined within the banner.

Xi Ning felt a sudden heaviness on her head as a warm, golden light descended from the heavens, landing squarely on the top of her head and flowing through her meridians to her limbs and bones. She stood there stunned, raising her hand to touch the top of her head, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Wait a minute, how can I accumulate so much merit by taking in this group of people?
So she summoned the few wisps of souls she had just collected and asked them directly, only then did she understand the cause and effect.

It turns out that this group of people fighting overseas had repeatedly used the guise of headhunting to massacre civilians. Although they were acting under orders, they were still aiding and abetting evil, their hands stained with blood and their bodies burdened with sin.

Even if some are innocent, they're just unlucky; they were born into the wrong place. You can't expect someone to stand still and obediently take the bullet when it's pointed at their nose. That's not kindness, that's stupidity.

Originally, she planned to turn around and leave immediately after finishing this task, but she stopped as soon as she took a step. If she went back the way she came, the traces would be too obvious, and she might be able to follow the clues to find out the original owner's identity, which would eventually bring disaster to the original owner and her family back in China. No matter how you look at it, this deal was not worth it.

With a change of heart, she decided to fly into the deep mountains on the summoning banner, and found a village in less than half an hour.

This small country has experienced a precipitous drop in population in recent years. Coupled with years of illegal sewage discharge and frequent outbreaks of strange diseases, a large number of villagers have moved to the cities with their families, leaving abandoned empty houses all over the mountains and fields. Xining walked around half of the village and chose a relatively well-maintained country villa to settle down in.

Pushing open the door, she discovered that the small house, covered in a thick layer of dust, still had electricity. It didn't seem to be completely abandoned at all; it was probably a temporary residence used by the owner for summer vacations every now and then, which was just right for her to stay overnight.

Xining rummaged through her storage bag and took out a cleansing talisman.

Most of these talismans are defective and have a pitifully weak effect; they can only be used to wipe off the surface dust on the body, but that's enough.

So I cleaned the bed first, lay down on it and scrolled through my phone. When my eyelids got heavy, I raised my hand and created an invisible barrier around the room.

I placed a few more newly acquired souls inside to stand guard. I'd seen posts about this before, saying that the local residents usually didn't dare to look up when they saw the soldiers stationed there, and they'd even give up their window seats at restaurants. Now they'll come in handy!
The next day, after sleeping in, Xining woke up naturally and followed the local food recommendations on her phone to wander to the only family-run shop in the village that had been open for decades to eat.

Fortunately, she had heard that people here eat very little. So, in addition to ordering a plate of fried meat, she also specifically ordered an extra-large portion of ramen and asked for extra noodles.

The elderly couple, their hair white with age, stood behind the counter, staring wide-eyed as she devoured the entire bowl of fried meat and a huge portion of ramen. Their eyes widened in astonishment, then their faces lit up with a mixture of surprise and excitement. They said they'd been running the shop for decades and had never seen a young woman with such an appetite, finishing everything so clean. This proved their cooking was truly excellent, and they even gave her a small plate of seaweed. (End of Chapter)