Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 89 I Want It All! The Whaling Ship (Five chapters delivered! Requesting first subscription!)

After changing his clothes, Han Chuanyou approached the girls and asked with a smile, "Did you see my performance just now? How was it? Handsome, right?"

"The senior is so handsome!"

Anna Yagyu nodded in agreement and took a bottle of sports drink out of her bag.

At the same time, Yagyu Genon and Kujo Kitsune took out a bottle of beverage and handed it to him.

The three women exchanged glances, their eyes filled with inscrutable expressions.

Han Chuan You blinked, not reacting for a moment.

Do we have to make a choice so early?

Kujou Kitsune's eyes lit up with amusement, eager for more drama: "Hanchuan-kun, which bottle do you want?"

Yagyu Genon looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Although he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly said, "If you dare not accept my water, I'll kill you!"

This is the meaning that Hanchuan You translated based on his understanding of the girl.

He didn't hesitate at all: "How could I not accept your kind intentions? Of course I'll take them all."

He simply pocketed all three bottles of drinks.

His good upbringing made him unwilling to let the beautiful girl show any disappointment.

Being too popular isn't good either; that's probably the dilemma of being a handsome guy in Tokyo.

Kujou Kitsune sneered: "Ha—a greedy man."

"It's in a man's nature."

The match was over, and Nakamura Taito wanted to invite Samikawa Yu to a celebratory dinner, but seeing him surrounded by beautiful girls, he could only leave with the words "You deserve to die" before leaving in a fit of grief and anger.

The group walked towards the school gate, and Han Chuanyou casually unscrewed a bottle of beverage and took a sip.

"Where are you planning to go next? Heading straight home?"

The young lady's expression immediately turned pleasant.

Yagyu Genon's expression immediately turned cold.

Han Chuanyou looked down and couldn't help but sigh.

If you don't make a choice even once, life will force you to make choices all the time.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? It's so childish to treat this kind of question as proof of how close we are. With our relationship, do I even need to care about something like this?"

A strange look immediately appeared on Yagyu Genon's face.

Kujou Kitsune seemed to realize something, glanced at Hanukawa Yu, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Han Chuanyou's lips curled slightly; with just one sentence, he broke the deadlock. He was truly clever.

At the school gate, Kujou Kitsune was the first to say goodbye to the others: "I'm going home, goodbye."

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Bye-bye, see you tomorrow.

After saying goodbye to the Yagyu sisters, Yuu walked alone toward the station.

Another fruitful day. Time to go home.

"Mizuki, I'm back!"

Han Chuan You put down his schoolbag and went to the kitchen, where he gave Mizuki's big butt a pat.

It has a soft and elastic feel.

Today was even more perfect.

"Do you want to die?!"

"I don't want to die, I miss you—"

Night fell over Tokyo.

The night sky is exceptionally clear tonight, dotted with twinkling stars in the black, velvety sky.

At this moment, in the bedroom on the east side of the second floor, Han Chuanyou sat cross-legged in the center of the bed, trying to digest the medicinal power of the Mind-Concentrating Pill.

The medicinal power of the Concentration Pill, like a warm stream, dissolves in the dantian, then flows upstream along the meridians, slowly converging into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally chaotic sea of ​​consciousness began to tremble under the impact of this force, like a stone being thrown into a calm lake. Then came a pain from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, as if something was about to break out of the head.

This was something Han Chuanyou hadn't expected, and he could only grit his teeth and endure the excruciating pain.

He continued to circulate his spiritual power, accelerating the fusion of the medicinal effects. The mental techniques of the Bewitching Illusionary God Scripture operated automatically in his mind, guiding that power to expand his sea of ​​consciousness in an orderly manner.

As time passed, the fog in my mind began to dissipate, and the boundaries extended outward.

The pain suddenly disappeared at a certain moment, and in its place came a clarity I had never experienced before.

Han Chuanyou felt as if he had stepped out of a cramped little house and was standing in an open field.

The wind blows from all directions, carrying countless messages.

The hum of the refrigerator downstairs, the chirping of insects outside the window, the creaking of the mattress when Meiyue turned over in the next room, and even the trail of dust in the air were all clearly presented to his perception.

Is this divine consciousness? It's truly mysterious and profound.

It's a feeling of knowing something is there even without opening your eyes; it's fundamentally different from perspective.

He tried to extend his consciousness outward, like tentacles reaching out of the window.

Everything around him unfolded within his perception, reaching as far as fifteen meters.

Han Chuan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

That's it.

The divine sense has been fully condensed; the next step is to test the abilities of the immortal vessel.

Meiyue next door was still fast asleep. His figure disappeared from the spot and soon reappeared on the roof of a building.

The rooftop was spacious, and a small, exquisite model ship appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Having already pledged allegiance to the ship, he attempted to communicate with it.

Soon, the model ship grew larger at an extremely fast speed, and in no time, the complete version appeared before our eyes.

This is a shuttle-shaped flying boat, about twelve meters long and three meters wide at its widest point. Its lines are smooth, with a pointed bow like a swallow's beak and a slightly upturned tail, resembling a silver fish about to leap out of the deep sea.

The cabin is located in the middle of the ship, slightly sunken, and not abruptly. It is about the height of a person and about two meters deep.

There is a row of small windows on each side of the ship's side. The window frames are flush with the hull and are almost imperceptible unless you look closely. The windows are covered with a thin layer of spiritual light, so you can't see what's inside from the outside.

He eagerly leaped onto the celestial ship. At the bow, a palm-sized crystal panel was embedded in the cabin wall, emitting a soft glow; this was where he steered.

Following the instructions he learned after recognizing the master, he placed several mid-grade spirit stones into the central space of the panel.

The moment the spirit stone was placed in, the entire flying boat trembled slightly, as if waking from a dream, and slowly left the rooftop, floating up.

The spiritual patterns on the bulkhead lit up one by one, and the pale blue light flowed and spread along the hull, while the ship emitted a slight humming sound.

"rise."

Han Chuanyou's mind stirred.

The fairy boat instantly soared into the air, and a strange sense of weightlessness surged up from the soles of his feet. Before his eyes, the night view of the entire city unfolded like a scroll beneath his feet.

The streets, brightly lit, the towering buildings, and the Tokyo Tower, faintly visible in the distance, all seem to shrink rapidly.

With another thought, he sent Yunying flying swiftly toward the distant coastline.

This airship is made of special wood, so there is no worry about it being detected by radar. Moreover, it is engraved with an invisibility array, which cannot be seen with the naked eye when activated.

Han Chuan You began to calculate the time.

As time passed, the airship appeared over Tokyo Bay.

He estimated the speed to be around 1,500 kilometers per hour, close to the speed of a fighter jet. At top speed, it could reach around 2,000 kilometers per hour, a speed he was very satisfied with.

During the flight, the shield provided protection, so there was no turbulence at all, making it even more comfortable than a passenger plane. As for the control, it was truly intuitive and responsive. However, it consumed a lot of spirit stones, and a mid-grade spirit stone was used up in no time.

He stood at the bow of the Cloud Shadow boat, leisurely admiring the sea view below. The sea surface under the moonlight shimmered with a unique beauty.

Having flown an unknown distance, he felt a pang of regret for the spirit stones he had consumed. Just as he was about to control his cloud shadow to fly back, a large ship below caught his attention.

[What a waste! A spirit beast has been discovered being hunted by evil cultivators —]

This is----

Han Chuanyou lowered the altitude and looked down carefully. He saw that the sea was stained red with blood, and a huge creature was being dragged behind the stern of the ship. It was a giant whale.

whaler?

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