After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Xu Ze: "..."

“You only told us not to ascend,” Ding Wan said. “As for what to do next, you didn’t say.”

In response, the little fox Bai Yuxi added:

"Maybe you hadn't thought it through at the time, or... you had other plans."

Xu Ze fell into deep thought.

Other arrangements?

What other plans does he have?

Just as the three of them were discussing...

Suddenly.

A sudden commotion erupted in the living room.

"...An urgent message is being broadcast."

The three of them turned to look at the same time.

Xi Rou was sitting on the sofa, holding a plate of fruit, her eyes fixed on the TV screen.

She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't even notice the grapes she was holding had fallen.

The news is being broadcast on television.

"He Yundao, the head of a transnational drug trafficking syndicate, escaped from the city detention center at 4:37 pm today."

According to the police report, He Yundao was kidnapped by a group of armed men while being escorted by prison guards and has now fled to the direction of the East City Expressway.

"The police are making every effort to apprehend the suspect. The public is advised to be vigilant and report any suspicious individuals to the police immediately..."

The video feed switches to live recording.

Several black SUVs sped recklessly on the highway, and figures holding guns could be vaguely seen through the car windows.

The most eye-catching element is the old man surrounded by people in the center of the picture.

His hair was gray, his eyes were sinister, and a strange smile played on his lips.

Xu Ze suddenly sat up straight.

"He Yundao?!"

Of course he recognized that face.

Xu Ze would never forget the most CS-obsessed old man in the Biyang Sect.

After emerging from the instance for the second time, he already knew that the other party in reality was a transnational drug lord who had been sentenced to death for drug trafficking.

The execution was to take place four days later.

But now, he's escaped from prison?

Countless thoughts flashed through Xu Ze's mind.

If we accept Ding Wan and the others' claim about time travel, then regardless of whether He Yundao escapes from prison or not, he will eventually travel to that world of cultivation.

Because the execution was scheduled for four days later, and four days later, that would be exactly...

wrong.

There are flaws.

Unless this time is fake.

"Where are you going?"

The anxious voices of the girls came from behind.

Xu Ze stood up and walked towards the door without looking back.

"Go and arrest them."

"What?!" Bai Yuxi jumped up. "Master, are you crazy? Those are armed men! They have guns!"

Ding Wan also stood up, her brows furrowed.

"Xu Ze, this is too dangerous."

Xu Ze stopped and turned to look at them.

He smiled, a smile that carried a hint of confidence and composure.

"Do not worry."

He raised his hand, and a ball of flame suddenly burst forth from his palm.

The flames were crimson with gold edges, intense yet not scorching, dancing in his palm as if they were alive.

"I have already inherited the cultivation level of the Void Refinement stage."

He extinguished the flames and patted his chest.

"Currently known firearms pose little threat to me."

This is not bragging.

He had already tested it in the abandoned, unfinished building.

In this world, cultivators at the Void Refinement stage are invincible.

Ding Wan and Bai Yuxi exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes.

But they also saw the determination in Xu Ze's eyes.

That was an unquestionable conviction.

"Be careful."

Ding Wan ultimately only uttered two words.

"Master, please be careful!"

Bai Yuxi shouted.

Xu Ze nodded and pushed open the door to go out.

The next second, his figure soared into the sky, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the night sky.

In the living room, Ding Wan and Bai Yuxi stood by the window, gazing at the disappearing light, motionless for a long time.

"He'll be alright," Bai Yuxi whispered, as if trying to convince herself.

Ding Wan remained silent.

She simply gazed quietly at the night sky, her eyes devoid of worry.

Only trust.

Because this is the man Ding Wan chose.

……

East of the city, on the expressway.

Three black SUVs, like three black venomous snakes, weaved wildly through the traffic.

They completely disregard traffic rules, sometimes driving side-by-side to block pursuers, and sometimes suddenly changing lanes, almost colliding with other vehicles.

The ear-piercing roar of the engine tore through the night sky, and the screeching of tires against the ground created chaos in its wake.

"Damn it, do you even know how to drive...?"

"Fuck!!"

The drivers of the private cars forced to stop cursed loudly, but when they saw the gun barrels sticking out of the car windows, all their curses were swallowed back.

In the back seat of the middle car, He Yundao sat back with a relaxed smile on his face.

The sirens of police cars wailed outside the car window, and flashing police lights could be vaguely seen in the distance, but all of this seemed to have nothing to do with him.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, the rhythm steady, as if he were enjoying tea in his own backyard.

"Professor He, your formula is a best-selling product."

A bald, burly man in the front row turned around, grinned, and revealed a mouthful of gold teeth.

"It wasn't in vain that the brothers risked so much to rescue you."

He Yundao waved his hand, his tone carrying a hint of composure and smugness:

"Don't worry, follow me, and you'll have your day to get rich."

The bald, burly man laughed even harder, his chubby cheeks bunching up.

"That's right! Once we're in a safe place, you should rest well. Leave everything else to us brothers!"

The other thugs in the car chimed in, and the carriage was filled with boisterous laughter.

Some people started discussing where to go and have fun after getting the money. Some said they would go to the so-called free country, while others said they would go to a small island without extradition treaties.

"We'll find dozens of girls and throw parties every day!"

"You bumpkin, all you know is women... I'm going to the casino and go all in!"

"You think you're all that? I'm going to buy a yacht and a private jet!"

The laughter grew increasingly unrestrained.

Only the man in black sitting next to He Yundao remained silent.

He was dressed in a black outfit, simple in style yet well-tailored, the fabric having a faint matte sheen in the dim light.

But his temperament was completely different from the rough bandits around him; he was sinister and calm, like a dagger hidden in its sheath.

He hasn't said a word since he got on the bus; he just quietly watches the night view rushing past the window.

He Yundao glanced at him.

That look was subtle, yet profound.

It doesn't look like looking at a stranger, it's more like...

Looking at similar things.