Yes, I did all of this!

“I never said you didn’t have to learn this.”

Duanmu Mo smiled at her, started the car, and drove away.

"Alright... Where are we going?"

"Go home, and then wander around a bit more."

"...Why do you need to go home first?"

You'll find out when the time comes.

Duanmu Mo smiled at her, his tone carrying a hint of expectation.

In Xia Yan's memory, it was extremely rare for Duanmu Mo to show such an expression.

Leaning back in her chair, Xia Yan read her book, glancing out the window every now and then, wondering what Duanmu Mo was hoping for.

The car quickly stopped near the office, where a large box was placed at the entrance.

"what?"

Xia Yan and Duanmu Mo got out of the car. She looked at the box with a puzzled expression, and tried to push it, but found that she couldn't lift it at all. The contents inside were very heavy.

Duanmu Mo smiled without saying a word, took a screwdriver from the first floor, and unscrewed the screws around the wooden box.

As the wooden crate was removed, a dark black motorcycle emerged from it, its gleaming exterior reflecting the sunlight, exuding a sense of composure beneath its wild appearance.

"It was decided a few days ago, and it finally arrived today."

Duanmu Mo spoke excitedly, stroking the handlebars of the motorcycle.

—Although I did buy one, I secretly replaced it with the Beast Black Knight halfway through, so that Rin wouldn't find out.

Silently thinking to himself, Duanmu Mo looked at it with immense satisfaction.

. . . . . .

Chapter 275: The Strange Man from the Underworld

"Let's go for a walk around the area."

Duanmu Mo turned around, took out his goggles, and smiled.

"It's alright, it's rare to see you so interested."

Xia Yan nodded and smiled as she watched him take out his gloves and put them on. She then took out her helmet from the first floor.

The two got on the motorcycle, and Duanmu Mo pretended to check the fuel tank before starting the engine.

A deep roar suddenly rang out, and then the two sped out of the office.

Buzz-boom——

The motorcycle sped off the street and quickly headed towards the highway.

"Well--"

Xia Yan instinctively hugged Duanmu Mo's waist tightly, sitting in the back and looking at the scenery ahead, her tone a mix of excitement and reproach: "You were driving too fast..."

"Are you kidding me? Don't let my appearance fool you, I've never been caught speeding."

—At least not when I was Duanmu Mo.

He thought to himself.

Riding a motorcycle through the city, you can freely pass through streets and alleys, a feeling you can't experience while driving a car.

The hurricane hit his face, giving him a feeling of exhilaration as if everything was being flung away.

—Perhaps because he hadn't ridden a bike in a long time, by the time he realized it, he had already passed most of the city, and Duanmu Mo slowed down with a sense of lingering enjoyment.

"Forehead......"

Even though Xia Yan also loves motorcycles, she couldn't withstand this level of riding and collapsed onto his back, her body limp.

"Ah, I didn't realize I'd ridden so far." Duanmu Mo turned his head slightly, feeling Xia Yan's soft body behind him: "Are you alright?"

"I want to rest for a while..."

"Okay, there's a burger joint nearby, let's go sit there."

"Um......"

The two got out of the car and sat down at a table inside the restaurant. Xia Yan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Phew, it feels so good to be grounded, like I've come back to life."

"You don't have to be so direct, do you? It's like you're uncomfortable riding my motorcycle."

Duanmu Mo ordered a set meal, carried it over, sat down in front of her, and said.

Hearing this, Xia Yan rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think I don't understand? Motorcycles are mainly designed for single-person riding. The back seat is more like a decoration. Who would sit comfortably in it?"

"That's true..."

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Mo could only nod helplessly, acknowledging the motorcycle's flaws.

Xia Yan picked up a fries, dipped them in ketchup, and said while eating, "But that motorcycle must have been expensive, right? Are you sure it's okay that you bought a new one so quickly?"

"It wasn't very expensive; it only cost about 60% of my total assets."

"what?!"

Xia Yan was stunned, looking at him in disbelief, then slowly shook her head:

"Wow... You really like motorcycles that much? I remember you've already changed three, haven't you?"

From Xia Yan's perspective, the first two motorcycles didn't fare very well. One was torn apart by werewolves and the other was abandoned and disappeared without a trace. She just hoped that this motorcycle would be luckier and save Duanmu Mo from having to bear any more burden.

At worst, we could ask Fengling to make a more durable motorcycle, one that would probably be even better than this one.

"Motorcycles and I are the perfect match~" Duanmu Mo smiled and said something that didn't make sense.

"What is all this nonsense..." Xia Yan said speechlessly.

She turned her head, eating her hamburger while looking at the people in the store.

Suddenly, she frowned.

"what happened?"

Noticing the change in her expression, Duanmu Mo also looked in that direction and found that they were just some passersby.

However, the passersby looked dejected, their eyes dull and lifeless.

"oh......"

Duanmu Mo turned around and said in a low voice, "Negative emotions?"

"Hmm." Xia Yan sighed and nodded. "It's even more concentrated than before."

Whether those people were just passing through or lived in the Dongxiang District, their negative emotions were so intense that Xia Yan could sense them even when she wasn't transforming.

"No need to rush. According to Cangyi, it will take more than half a month to take shape."

"Even so, there's still some trouble..."

Xia Yan pursed her lips: "We don't know the strength of the monster that emerged from the seal by drawing on negative emotions. It would be terrible if it were very strong."

As she spoke, she took out her phone again and looked at the contents on it.

He then handed the phone to Duanmu Mo: "Look, these urban legends have appeared all around Fengchuan City. If these strange people appear at the same time in half a month, it will be a huge threat to ordinary people."

Duanmu Mo looked at the news on his phone: "Hmm... So, that's why you're thinking of ruining the negative emotions of these weirdos in advance?"

"Yes, I don't want to be in such a passive position."

Xia Yan frowned and took a deep breath: "Unless, there is some way to get them out one by one in advance."

"...You mean, to bring the concentration of negative emotions to the target level ahead of time?"

Duanmu Mo looked at her and smiled, "Don't be in such a hurry, wait patiently. We'll deal with it after we've become stronger. As for now..."

"—We should focus our energy on becoming stronger, right?"

Xia Yan interrupted him, smiled faintly, and put her phone away.

"I'm not in a hurry, but I don't think you'd want to fall behind others."

"Of course." Xia Yan said, quickly finishing the rest of her food, and looked at him, saying, "Alright! Let's go back to training."

"So fast?"

"Yes, Fengling and Lingyin have become stronger, and Yuzhi has also received guidance from Cangyi. I can't fall behind."

Faced with Xia Yan's resolute gaze, Duanmu Mo nodded in satisfaction and stood up.

. . . . . .

Since Xia Yan was so determined to become stronger, Duanmu Mo, as she wished, trained her even more rigorously.

Half a month passed again. Although life was a little different during this period because the two sisters, Shenwu and Shenwu, stayed there, it was not much different from when the five of them were in Fengchuan City.

On that same day, as negative emotions surged in the Dongxiang district, passersby near the district suddenly trembled, feeling as if their inner gloom and chaotic thoughts were instantly ripped away.

However, after negative emotions are removed from the mind, what remains is not a positive feeling such as peace of mind or comfort, but rather a sense of emptiness.

Their steps faltered, and they eventually collapsed to the ground.

Meanwhile, the negative emotions that were drawn away surged in the air, forming dark clouds.

A cold wind blew by, making the chill in Kamishiro City even more pronounced.

Then, as the wind picked up, crystals began to fall from the dark clouds in the sky.

"Hmm..."

Inside the firm, Xia Yan was asleep in Duanmu Mo's arms when she suddenly frowned and opened her eyes abruptly.

A chill ran through their bodies; it was the aura of a strange man. Not only that, but they could also hear faint screams and cries, which unconsciously made people feel gloomy.

"Is it now—?"

Xia Yan suddenly rolled out of bed and hurriedly put on her clothes.

The commotion woke Duanmu Mo. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking at Xia Yan's smooth back: "What's wrong? Another strange person?"

"They're weirdos with negative emotions; those guys have finally shown up."