Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 3.002. Cabin Dispute

Xu Zhenqing vaguely heard a woman yelling in Korean: "Are you blind?! You stupid pig!"

"Excuse me, ma'am." The flight attendant, after a moment of confusion, hurriedly apologized.

Xu Zhenqing glanced at it with one eye open. Others might be arguing and making a fuss, but it was none of his business, so he remained indifferent.

The Korean woman pointed at the fruit plate on the table and said fiercely, "I ordered fruit cut into small pieces. You brought a plate of chunks. How am I supposed to eat this?"

"I'm sorry, we only serve small pieces of fruit on our plane. If you're not satisfied, you don't have to order it." The flight attendant, though slightly annoyed, gritted her teeth and replied with a polite smile.

The Korean woman sneered, grabbed the plate and fruit, and threw it at the flight attendant's face, yelling, "Idiot, take this and get out!"

The plate crashed to the floor and shattered into pieces, and fruit juice dripped down the flight attendant's face and chest.

The flight attendant chuckled, a glint of gold flashing in her eyes as she looked at the Korean woman. She pursed her red lips, squatted down to tidy up the floor, said "Sorry," and turned to leave.

The Korean woman smiled smugly, sat on the small bed with her legs crossed, and people whispered among themselves, but she didn't understand Chinese.

"Miss Zhao, this isn't South Korea after all," the middle-aged man next to her whispered to the Korean woman in Korean.

The Korean woman casually picked up her makeup box, applied makeup while looking in the mirror, and said nonchalantly, "I'm already being lenient by not making her kneel down and apologize. If you push her too far, I'll make her lose her job."

Xu Zhenqing soothed his little snake, not daring to let his soul leave his body on the plane, afraid that his soul would fly out of the passenger plane. He had never tried whether his soul could grab onto matter and accelerate.

More importantly, the passenger plane was flying too fast. Xu Zhenqing's soul speed was only two to three times faster than his maximum running speed, so he couldn't catch up with the passenger plane.

"Aside from the tiger's soul last time, I've never seen a swarm of snakes so agitated. What could be the reason?" Xu Zhenqing wondered to himself.

The stars shone brightly outside the window, the young man was lost in thought, and most of the people on the plane were fast asleep.

The Korean woman got up and headed for the bathroom. Xu Zhenqing summoned a green snake and chased after her, but after a while, the snake came running back in a panic.

Xu Zhenqing thought for a moment, then separated a strand of his hair's soul, which, along with the souls of three green snakes, went to investigate.

As I walked through the cabin, I saw the Korean woman's golden eyes light up and she was chanting in the language of dragons, so I turned back.

After exchanging information with the hair, Xu Zhenqing discovered it was a hybrid. He became curious and was surprised to learn that the dragon's might could affect the soul.

In other words, different esoteric schools can overlap.

As the snakes continued to explore, Xu Zhenqing discovered that the female flight attendant from before had also entered the restroom.

The Korean woman shrugged and said to the flight attendant, "Idiot, what are you doing here?"

"You're mixed race too," the flight attendant said confidently. She had changed into a black skirt and black shorts, her black hair was tied in a bun, and she was wearing brass knuckles, posing aggressively at the Korean woman.

The South Korean woman leaned against the cabin wall, pulled out a pistol, and smiled at the flight attendant.

"Would you dare to fire a gun here? The soundproofing isn't good here; be careful someone hears you." The flight attendant's face was grim, but she still asked firmly.

"Why wouldn't I dare? My uncle will just erase all the memories of the people outside in a bit," the Korean woman said confidently.

The female flight attendant gritted her teeth and cursed, "Crazy!"

The South Korean woman raised her pistol, and the next moment she saw the flight attendant's golden eyes flash. She pulled the trigger directly, and "bang," the shot hit the flight attendant in the abdomen.

The female flight attendant also finished reciting the incredibly long dragon script that was so difficult for her: Word of Power - Copper Message!

Copper News No. 18: To a certain extent, it can command all metal elements within the area.

Under Tong Wen's control, the primer of the bullet was triggered, causing the pistol to explode. Although the bullet contained little gunpowder, it still shattered the pistol, cracking the hand holding the gun and causing it to bleed profusely.

The female flight attendant covered her abdomen with one hand and covered the Korean woman's mouth with the other to prevent her from screaming.

Both of them looked pained, yet dared not let their guard down.

The female flight attendant was on the verge of tears. She had been angry and started a fight, only to be shot. Then she was threatened: "Shut up if you want to live. What kind of magic is your word? Don't attract ordinary people."

"Don't kill me! My word of power is a snake, it's no threat. My name is Zhao Xian'e, the daughter of Hanjin Group, I'm very rich," the Korean woman replied fearfully in Chinese.

Snake No. 018: A void snake that probes its surroundings and directly transmits information to the caster's brain.

This was the only time Cho Hyun-ah spoke Chinese during her trip to China, and her words were indeed serpents; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to pass through security.

Upon hearing this, the female flight attendant's expression changed. She thought to herself, "Then I can't let you live any longer." She twisted Zhao Xian'e's neck 180 degrees.

Xu Zhenqing's hair, carrying the soul of the green snake, entered Zhao Xian'e's body. While the body still had a sliver of life, he tried to summon the power of the snake.

The female flight attendant was startled, but thankfully the golden eyes flashed briefly and then went out.

The latest novel is first published here!

The hair, carrying the soul of the green snake, left Zhao Xian'e's body and flew back to Xu Zhenqing's body.

"Is this the Word Spirit Serpent? How can it control a serpent in the void? Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!" Xu Zhenqing exclaimed in amazement after receiving the memories. The Word Spirit's control over bioelectricity was so convenient.

The only concern was whether the murder on the plane would slow down the trip, but Xu Zhenqing didn't care about the trouble caused to the female flight attendants.

Looking at his thermos, which he had dropped twice, Xu Zhenqing thought to himself that the flight attendant would have to replace it with a new one if they met again.

"But is this Zhao Xian'e's uncle the person she was talking to? What kind of spiritual power is it that can erase other people's memories?" Xu Zhenqing was a little curious.

Using the souls of five green snakes as materials, a curse was cast—the Ten Thousand Snakes Curse. This curse was the same one used to torment the unscrupulous boss.

The "horror" meme allows Xu Zhenqing to set a curse, but it requires three elements: materials, ritual, and spell. Xu Zhenqing can set the elements other than materials himself.

But materials are essential, and rituals and spells are like codes; once set up, everyone can use them.

Xu Zhenqing's password was very simple: when opening the altar for a sacrifice, the time, place, and people were recited using a specific template. The more standardized the ritual and incantation, the lower the "cost".

However, Xu Zhenqing was not keen on spreading these things now, as he was too weak.

Xu Zhenqing only needed materials and a thought to use it, and the Ten Thousand Snake Curse quickly took effect, with five intertwined black snake-shaped patterns appearing on the middle-aged man's neck.

After that, in my dreams, I will be bitten and entangled by snakes day and night until I have a mental breakdown, or I will get used to this pain.

But that's none of Xu Zhenqing's business. He was just testing the other party's power of words. Whether it succeeded or not didn't matter. It was just the souls of five green snakes. Who told them to expose their strength?

What intrigued Xu Zhenqing even more was the power of the words that caused the pistol to explode; this remained a mystery to him. He also felt it was a pity that the soul of a hybrid had been wasted.

After the shooting incident, Xu Zhenqing naturally couldn't sleep. He silently opened cached movies and novels to pass the time and prevent himself from falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)