The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 405 Mission 3
The breeze blows gently and the sky is about to brighten.

Under the caress of the hazy moonlight, the chirping of birds gradually awakened in the surrounding trees, breaking the quiet air. Those strange rocks have various shapes, and each one seems to contain the breath of life, as if they are about to break free and jump into the eyes, showing a sense of otherworldly agility.

Zhu Mingyao sat upright on a protruding cliff, facing east and breathing slowly.

He stood on the top of the mountain, absorbing the pure spiritual charm deposited by the mountains and rivers over tens of millions of years. His eyes flashed with golden light, and he was performing a movement as if swallowing the heaven and earth.

As wisps of illusory purple air entered his abdomen, a feeling of warmth suddenly spread throughout his body. He guided the fetal breathing method in his body, and as the Qi flowed, it merged with the vast heaven and earth, as if every breath resonated with the universe.

In the mysterious sea of ​​consciousness, the light golden reward number was quietly cleared, a mysterious and clear air rushed into the mouth and nose, and tiny acupoints as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges opened, giving rise to two hazy divine intentions.

[The God of Mouth Knows Destiny]: The wisdom of the tongue and mouth, insight into destiny. This ability gives people the keenness to taste all kinds of flavors in the world. Not only can they distinguish the constituent elements of each food that enters the mouth, but they can also identify potential harmful substances in an instant. Once they touch the taste buds, the harm will be immediately apparent.

[Nose God Chasing Dragon]: The nose is spiritual, and the dragon's breath chases the soul. This ability gives people an extraordinary sense of smell, which can identify hundreds of scents in the world, choose the good ones from the complex, and automatically discard the bad and turbid air to ensure that the body is not invaded by any poison. What's more, its sense of smell is so sharp that it can penetrate several miles away, follow the subtle breath of people, and track their whereabouts without escaping.

Information about the two kinds of supernatural powers flowed through his mind. Zhu Mingyao took a deep breath, and his lively inspiration mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees, intertwining and lingering. All kinds of smells were clearly visible, appearing rich and vivid.

Blow gently again, and the turbid air that circulates inside your body every day will gather and naturally come out with your breathing.

In addition to their own special powers, the gods cultivated by the Huangting Sutra can also cooperate with each other.

The eyes and ears combined into [Seeing in Heaven and Hearing in Earth], while the mouth and nose put together is [Exhaling the Old and Inhaling the New] - no deliberate guidance is needed, it is always in a state of breathing and self-purification. In game terms, it is equivalent to solidifying the mana recovery and purifying the two passive buffs.

Even though the Mother of Mist's combat power was a little weak, her life level of [Lord Class] was solid after all. Adding to that the rewards he received from saving people, Zhu Mingyao was able to take another step forward.

He familiarized himself with his new ability, ended his practice, and took out something from his treasure bag.

The silver-gray metal foil, about 16-page in size, trembled slightly, and the faint light from the sky was reflected on the surface, giving it a greasy feel.

There was a blurry and mottled mark in the middle of the rectangular foil, as if some pattern had been engraved on it originally, but was erased by an unknown force.

Just like in the legends, many ancient supernatural organizations would record the real names of their members into special instruments, which could be used to restrain, protect, and know life and death. The Holy Church, as a thousand-year-old church, naturally had similar means.

This platinum parchment-like object is a page of a deed torn from a secret sacred object. It was specially used for senior and important internal personnel to leave their names and seals. Now that the names and seals are gone, the meaning behind them is, of course, self-evident.

Zhu Mingyao's fingers stroked along the outer edge of the mark, and the powerful spiritual perception of the Jindan Zhenren level was activated, deducing the residual breath. Lines swirled and entangled in front of his eyes, and the illusion of a holy and elegant spiritual flower emerged.

Squinting his eyes as he looked at this sacred flower that represented purity, Zhu Mingyao, whose strong body was supposed to be immune to all diseases, suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Breaking into a hellish dimension and defeating the fallen stigma holder at the core is a very difficult task...

If it weren't for the repeated assurances from the other side, Zhu Mingyao would only need to try to get ahead of others and find his true body, and they would come to help from afar. He would never dare to go even if he was beaten to death.

It is said that those who turn evil are twice as strong, and those who wash white are three points weaker. As a person with the same stigma, even though his strength is limited by his age and background, he is far inferior to Sister Irene's tact and experience. At present, it is conservatively estimated that he is around the [Scepter Level], which means he is a mysterious Yin God or ghost!

His thoughts drifted back to that day, and Lai Henry's persuasion, which was both logical and emotional, was still ringing in his ears:

"...Including our Chamber of Commerce Directors, the masters from all sides will initially cast spells to attack from the outside, tying down most of the power of the Hell Embryo. So the action may seem dangerous, but in fact the danger is limited.

You have already secretly achieved your destiny's true talisman. If you take the things we prepared with you, you will be able to escape unscathed even if something changes.

What Aunt Irene said makes sense. If it was just a stigma, it would be fine, but then... if the evil technology that could achieve immortality was leaked, what would the bastards at the top of this society do? I think you should know..." Zhu Mingyao pulled his thoughts out of his mind, rolled up the platinum contract, and rubbed his temple in distress.

Sneak into secret places, face powerful enemies, conduct infiltration and sabotage, and prevent huge crises from happening. How did you get to play Assassin's Creed?
I'm not good at action games... you should find someone else!

He had originally intended to shirk his responsibility, but the reward offered by the other party, in addition to the lofty moral principles, was simply too good to be true!

Monthly salary of 3000, boss, you are not a human being! Monthly salary of , boss, don’t treat me as a human being!

Moreover, since it involves such a widespread and far-reaching extraordinary disaster, even if he only plays a supporting role, the reward he will get will be absolutely generous, which makes him very tempted as he is used to spending money and cheating, and putting aside his hard work in cultivation.

The last reason that convinced Zhu Mingyao came from himself.

Burning Centria... The young man silently thought, I am probably the only one in this world who knows your deeper details and your other name.

--silent Hill!

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The gradually rising morning light awakened Zhu Mingyao from his memories.

At this time, the moon's shadow was about to set, and a white line had begun to appear in the east. Then the sun and the moon shone together, announcing the magnificent sight of the sun rising.

With the help of the wind, the bright red clouds roll and surge, like the vast ocean, with magnificent waves, sometimes surging waves, sometimes undulating tides. In the rolling clouds, birds can occasionally be seen flapping their wings and soaring into the sky. Their figures shuttle between the clouds, just like fish leaping in the water, free and agile.

In the soft morning light, a row of houses with red walls and blue roofs in the valley shook off the night veil and appeared. Zhu Mingyao lifted up and floated towards the building like a light leaf.

The blue-grey low walls surround the area, enclosing a large area of ​​rare flat land in the mountains. White oaks, green oaks and short-leaf pines stand tall with their sturdy bodies, demonstrating a long cultural heritage.

On the wide billboard at the gate, the words "Welcome to Hob Manor" had been crossed out in black paint, and replaced by a new sign:
[Qingquan Manor, private territory, no visitors allowed]

As soon as Zhu Mingyao's feet touched the ground, a burst of cheerful laughter came up.

Madison's face was as red as a flower, and her soft and shiny blonde hair was steaming, as if she had just finished taking a bath.

"Humph, I didn't expect you to find such a nice place. You should have invited us to come and play a long time ago."

"It's rare to find spring water that is so spiritual, and it's even rarer to find water that can be used for soaking in a hot spring. Thank you so much for your hospitality." Zoe's eyes were full of smiles, and she leaned over with a faint smile. The skin on her neck was soft and smooth after being washed by the clean water.

As if infected by her, Madison's attitude also became dignified, and she nodded seriously to express her gratitude.

"Hey, it's a matter of convenience. The gathering date is tomorrow. This manor is only a few hundred kilometers away from Centralia, which is a good opportunity for everyone to rest for a while."

Zhu Mingyao exchanged pleasantries politely, and only after the two of them turned around and went to have breakfast, he scratched his cheek in confusion.

"It's not the first day we've known each other. Why are these two quirky little girls suddenly acting like pure ladies from wealthy families?"

(End of this chapter)