How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

The question is, what is the purpose of gathering so many systems?

Did they create a combined system and have Big Ivan explode against her?

"Mom, it's not impossible that you're thinking of that."

"It can't be that superficial, can it?"

Even a combined system like Ivan the Great is useless against her.

Instead of going through all this fancy stuff, why not just use these systems to attract her attention and then sneak away?

"That..."

"That's impossible!"

Although that's what she said, when Sirin asked the question, Miss Fox immediately cut her off and denied it.

Because this behavior is also useless.

She didn't use her naked eyes to see if someone was escaping; she used her spiritual sense to lock onto them.

"It's less about escaping to avoid suspicion and more about absorbing the system as nourishment to break through to the Transcendent Realm."

That would make it really possible for them to run away from her.

"So, is this an attempt to break free from detachment?"

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Chapter 1524 The Tea Brewer

Seventeen-year-old girl: Little filler, do you think this body-snatcher will succeed?

Newbie just there to fill a spot: Hard to say.

It's not that it's hard to say, it's that it's really difficult to say.

That so-called state of transcendence is a rather subjective thing.

Even though she herself is a transcendent being, it is quite difficult to describe things about this state, because it is hard to find suitable, understandable words to describe it.

Simply put, she can speak it, but people who don't meet the requirements can't understand it.

As for the commotion put on by the person who possesses the body, it is essentially a smokescreen. It is grand in scale, but very little of it is actually effective. It is completely useless in terms of impacting a person's transcendence realm; it is purely a superficial act.

"Mom, why don't you just tell me if you sensed any similar aura?"

"...It's not that simple."

Miss Fox sighed.

There are absolutely no warning signs before success.

After success, the results are only visible for a brief moment, and then things quickly return to normal.

So it's hard to say whether it will work out.

"Isn't Mom going to do something?"

What should we do?

Yes, she really should do something.

The spiritual energy formed a giant hand, which enveloped the torrent of system power and crushed ninety percent of the system in one go.

It was spectacular, and the entire main plane experienced significant anomalies.

As energy overflowed, the entire prime plane witnessed a magnificent spectacle, much like a spiritual revival.

They stole quite a lot.

However, this spiritual energy revival comes quickly and goes quickly as well.

Because the possessor gave up the possession in a last-ditch effort, the world's consciousness quickly recovered. Miss Fox crushed the system and squeezed out a large amount of energy, instantly regaining half of the control.

The world is beginning to tremble; it's time to take action against the parasites hiding within us!

"Is this a case of using someone else to do the dirty work?"

"...Is it possible that we are the ones who are the knives?"

Miss Fox rolled her eyes.

In the whole affair, her unexpected arrival here is the only tool that can be borrowed.

But things always take unexpected turns. Before she could even strike, the person who wanted to borrow the knife had already recovered enough to wield it.

"But it's still uncertain."

The world consciousness, having been suppressed for a long time, seized the opportunity and acted swiftly. Basically, the moment it regained some control, it immediately gathered all the power it could and launched an attack on the location where the possessor was hiding.

Just that.

It's true that when someone tries to possess another's body and advances to a transcendent realm, they can't fight back.

But this was a gang crime.

The moment the enraged world consciousness clashed with the possessor, the tea-brewing man finally lost his composure.

In an instant, he struck, suppressing the world's consciousness with the force of thunder!

Suppress them with maximum speed, maximum force, and lightning-fast decisiveness! Then escape!

Yes, once the world's consciousness had painstakingly regained control, it immediately turned tail and tried to run away!

"Hmph! Trying to escape?"

Miss Fox was naturally the first to object.

They were waiting for this moment when he reached out; they certainly wouldn't let him escape easily.

The spiritual energy, which had been gathering momentum, invaded the tea-brewing person's body. With a strong pull, the tea-brewing person, whose body was already halfway out of the world, was instantly thrown to the ground.

The immense gravitational force instantly enveloped them, pinning down the tea maker who was still trying to escape.

Once we've caught them, there's no reason for us to let them escape.

"Go for it, Bug, it's your choice!"

Should I come?

Xilin was stunned. She hadn't expected that the six-month-old's mother wouldn't go over and kill her herself, but instead let her go.

At a time like this, there's no need to give her a chance to practice.

"Wasn't it said that the person who brewed the tea had a transcendent feeling?"

“Hmm.” Miss Fox nodded. “It gives off that feeling, but it’s not. It’s just that the initial conditions have been met. In reality, it’s not even as good as that body-stealer.”

So what exactly are the conditions for achieving this?

"Well, the general direction is about understanding one's own strength."

Shrugging, Miss Fox will try to explain in a less abstract way.

This is quite difficult to explain in detail.

In short, it means transcending the world and becoming a self-sufficient being, much like a creature stripping itself of its own zero energy and perpetually moving clothes in nature—that is, becoming a transcendent being.

"And I also have to keep an eye on that body-snatcher, I'm not sure if he'll run away the moment I make a move on the tea-maker."

The tea maker has at least met the initial conditions, so she can hold out for a little while longer.

That's enough time for the possessor to escape.

Although they wouldn't run far, Miss Fox didn't want to cause any trouble, so she sent her eight-year-old daughter up to deal with the tea maker.

Xilin nodded, then opened the door and came to the tea maker.

There wasn't a single wasted word between the two sides when they met.

The tea maker knew that to survive, he had to kill Sirin and then find a way to escape from Miss Fox.

Sirin's idea was simpler.

The Spear of the Void is her best opening line.

The tea brewer immediately flicked his sleeve, summoning two brushes, one black and one white. With one stroke, he brushed the Spear of the Void, and the ink-painting-like effect vanished without a trace.

With a single stroke of the brush, a strange power reversed Sirin's state, and a feeling of weakness and emptiness immediately enveloped her body.

It seems to be an item related to the reincarnation attribute.

Xilin tossed her purple hair aside, lowering the angle of view considerably and making her appear much thinner, giving a rough idea of ​​her current state.

It had little impact. By concentrating and gathering her energy, she easily expelled the strange power that had been applied to her body, and her body returned to its original state.

Upon seeing this, the tea maker summoned even more props from his sleeve.

A gourd hovered in the air, its mouth pointed at Sirin, emitting both a beam of positive lightning energy and a flying artifact that could absorb Sirin.

Several swords encircled his body, each wielding a different sword technique, coordinating with each other to form a sword formation, employing hit-and-run tactics and combined attacks, constantly changing and weaving together into an impenetrable defensive network.

A jade ruyi gleamed and relentlessly struck at Xilin, each impact delivering a heavy force from the clashing weapons.

Etc., etc.

The tea maker's sleeves seemed to contain endless space. Every time Xilin solved a few props, a new prop would appear from them, combining with other props to continue forming a pincer attack.

"He's practically a pay-to-win player..."

Xilin was starting to lose her composure. She had seen almost every kind of strange and wonderful weapon this person had.

It's practically a fantasy version of Gilgamesh.

It might even be more outrageous than Gilgamesh's; Sirin has already destroyed more than one resurrection item or invulnerability item.

Judging from the calm demeanor of the person brewing the tea, it seems that the tea has not yet been completely consumed.

"You want to wage a war of attrition against me, is that it?"

Xilin asked, amused.

It is quite obvious that after the tea brewer realized that he was no match for Sirin under the constraints of gravity, he decided to fight a war of attrition with Sirin.

His body is practically covered with mana-restoring artifacts!

"So, have you ever heard of imaginary internal energy?"