I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 301 Delis is still riding over.

"How did that guy do that? He traveled that far in an instant? That's almost as fast as the law enforcement agency's beacon teleportation (Note ①)?"

In the crack of time and space, Delis rode her little white horse (Radiant Steed) at full gallop, looking at the coordinates that spanned almost the entire region, her intelligent mind was a little dizzy.

What's even more absurd is that while she was running, the readings started jumping wildly again, not only in the Exile Lands but also in the world that the Exile Lands were connected to.

Although this jump was only an estimate, referring to "the consequences if nothing is done," it still sent chills down Delis's spine.

It's important to understand that the Exile Lands are linked to the most basic, conventional technological planes. The flow of information there would cause enormous chaos even for a newly graduated god like myself. Demon kings rarely appear in such worlds; they are mostly used by the Celestial Realm as bases for heroes.

When problems arise in places like this, even if I wanted to, I couldn't control them!

Even more despairingly, when she finally crossed half the region and was able to capture the signal from the world where the beacon was located, she discovered that the readings there were also starting to spike!
"Is this person some kind of reincarnated demon god? How long has it been?" Delis felt her future was bleak. It wasn't a question of whether she could become the Great Sage of Balance anymore; it was a question of whether she would be sentenced to death!

Regardless of the facts, based on the current records, she will definitely be regarded as assisting the demon god to escape from the place of exile, and even causing a regular technological world to go berserk. The subsequent impact is unknown. With these multiple crimes, it is only thanks to the superiority of the Heavenly Law that she is not executed along with her entire family!

Realizing that the nature of the matter had completely changed, Delis swung the reins hard, but the Radiant Steed was about to go crazy. It was already difficult to run in the spacetime rift, and you wanted to go fast. It would be one thing if there was a horse accident or a car accident, but what if it crashed into some warp life form? You don't want to live, but I do!
……

"boom!"

In the dimly lit room, accompanied by a burst of electric arcs, the straw doll suddenly shattered into pieces, its threads scattering wildly like steel cables snapping at their limit.

The man, who was sitting upright in front of the altar and wearing a haori, suddenly leaned back. A red thread grazed his brow, leaving a not-too-deep bloodstain.

"As expected of a master who could see through the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect's century-long plan, truly extraordinary!"

The man formed a hand seal and let out a muffled snort. The torn straw figure suddenly burst into flames and instantly turned into a handful of ashes.

The man divided the ashes into three portions, placing one portion in the center of the altar, scattering another into the incense burner, and finally taking a white talisman, wrapping the remaining ashes inside, and folding it into a triangle.

"Ichiro!"

"My lord, I am here." From the shadows, a ninja dressed in dark gray night clothes suddenly appeared. He knelt on one knee, awaiting his lord's orders. The man handed the triangular talisman to the ninja, saying:

"Give it to Number 3 and have him carry it with him at all times."

"Hi!"

The ninja disappeared into the shadows again, but the man still frowned. Even across most of the city, he could still see the mark in the sky—"Such powerful lightning magic, why did it arrive in the port city at this exact moment? Is this what the Central Plains call the Human Tribulation? Is it the counterattack of the local 'Heavenly Will (Human Spiritual Mechanism, just a different name)'?"

Thinking of this, he took out a samurai sword from under the table and placed it on the offering table, above the incense burner which was one-third filled with ashes.

Wisps of smoke intertwined, and the blade, which originally seemed to flow like water, was now tinged with a thin layer of white radiance.

……

On the other side, Feng Xue, who had left the corpses to be handled by the local cultivators, returned to the clinic. She first lit three incense sticks for Su'e Huiye, Xiaolingdang, and Ghidorah, and then picked up Mo Ying and tidied up the place.

This ghost looks gentle and virtuous, but deep down she's a little devil. If you give her a nice look, she'll start to act arrogant. Sometimes Feng Xue wonders if she just likes to be disciplined and that's why she deliberately picks fights. She really doesn't know what kind of twisted young lady her personality template is.

"Wash your hands and eat!" Just as Mo Ying was being whipped by Feng Xue and was yelling, Liu Yunxi's voice came along with the aroma of dinner. Feng Xue immediately put down the mochi balls in her hand and started eating dinner.

Only after they had almost finished eating did Liu Yunxi ask:
"The assassin has been dealt with?"

Feng Xue nodded and said, "Yeah, they're not any formidable characters, but there are definitely others behind them, so we should be careful lately."

"I understand. When you went to chase that assassin, there were two little devils who looked a bit like messengers following you. I didn't know which side they were on, so I detained them."

Looking at the two will-o'-the-wisps that Liu Yunxi took out, Feng Xue was also a little curious. They looked somewhat similar to the will-o'-the-wisps that Miss Deng had summoned before, but upon closer inspection, they seemed to be quite different.

"You can even catch this thing?" Feng Xue was somewhat surprised by the amazing skills Liu Yunxi occasionally displayed. Upon hearing this, Liu Yunxi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I told you a long time ago, didn't I? Demonic energy has a restraining effect on yin-type ghosts. With my nearly two hundred years of cultivation, I might not be able to suppress a red-clothed fierce ghost, but this kind of little ghost is still very easy to deal with."

"I think I've heard you mention it before." Feng Xue chuckled, then turned her attention to the two will-o'-the-wisps. They seemed a bit like ghosts, but in terms of purity and intensity, they were several levels below Mo Ying.

Because she was worried that some senior had sent it to avoid any accidents, Feng Xue didn't intend to kill it directly. After thinking for a moment, she rolled her eyes, took out a pen from her pocket, and began to draw talismans.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly absurd idea of ​​drawing symbols with a fountain pen. Compared to a brush pen, which requires mixing ink on the spot, the advantage of a fountain pen is that the ink can be mixed in advance, allowing you to draw as you go, making it far more efficient.
A summoning talisman was quickly completed. Normally, Feng Xue would simply shout a command and the little bell would appear on his body. However, to avoid being usurped by some strange individuals, he had studied the rituals of summoning spirits quite thoroughly. Combined with the shamanistic techniques he learned from Old Li, these were some of the few talismans that Feng Xue was proficient in.

With a flick of her fingertip, the ignition spell exploded into a ball of sparks, completely igniting the talisman. Along with the guiding force and the connection with the ghost fire, Feng Xue clearly did not intend to summon the god herself. Instead, she casually took out a paper figure that could use a substitution spell, and with a flick of her fingertip, the flame seemed to be drawn towards the paper figure.

However, the paper figure, which clearly looked highly flammable, showed no signs of burning when touched by flames. Instead, with the magical power injected by Feng Xue, it began to faintly take shape...

(End of this chapter)