Great, we're doomed now!

"Great! Thanks to you, I feel much more confident now!"

The two Qiaos nodded in deep agreement, then paused and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "What's the specifics? We don't even know where he is right now."

“Cairo, Egypt—of course, that’s a rather large area, and the sooner we move, the better.”

Cairo has a resident population in the tens of millions; finding a specific person within that city is more than just difficult...

"We absolutely have to rely on an intelligence-based substitute—like your 'Hermit Purple'."

Qiao squinted. His stand-in name was given to him by a friend and was a secret known only to the two of them, which further confirmed Ye Shou's identity as a "prophet".

He had no more doubts at that moment and said, "My stand-in can indeed read people's memories or display distant scenes, but I haven't been able to fully control it yet, so I can't guarantee the effect... Besides, it also lacks relevant information about the target."

"Bloodline is the guiding light. There is an invisible connection between you and Dior. There is no need to worry about it."

Qiao was a decisive person, and immediately said, "In that case, I'll go buy a camera and give it a try."

"Why do you want to buy a camera?" Bobo asked, puzzled.

Joseph did not answer immediately, but looked at Ye Shou, and sure enough, the Eastern boy explained: "[Hermit Purple] needs to use a certain medium to materialize the information it has read."

For example, cameras, televisions, or other devices that can display images.

"Oh, I see~" Bobo stroked his chin. "It feels like a waste."

"Compared to the value of intelligence, it's already a very good deal."

Ye Shou smiled slightly and took out a VR headset from his pocket: "Don't bother buying a camera, use mine—it's powerful!"

……

"Oh! That feels so good!"

Polnareff stretched out on the soft bed, so happy he almost cried.

"I didn't sleep well the day before yesterday and yesterday, I really miss this comfortable feeling~"

After using his Stand ability on the VR glasses, Joseph Joestar must have seen some kind of "Mewtwo" in his mind. He became even more respectful of Ye Shou, and immediately helped Ye Shou get his passport and identity documents, and arranged the most luxurious hotel for the two of them to rest in.

Once he was ready, he would fly to Cairo, Egypt, to put an end to his family's century-old destiny!

Of course, before that, he had to make a phone call to his friend—the one who had named his stand-in.

Coincidentally, this friend regularly operated in Cairo and was also a highly perceptive fortune teller. Joe asked him to do some research in Cairo, partly to prepare for the future.

Ye Shou was happy to see this happen, and once the fortune teller Abdru was also brought in, a "diao guild" would begin to take shape in his hands.

"Polnareff, have you forgotten what I said?"

"...Uh, I haven't forgotten...tsk!"

Just as he was relaxing and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it, Polnareff covered his face with a pained expression.

"You have to exercise all the time... but it's okay to relax a little when you sleep, since it doesn't really matter where you sleep anyway."

"almost?"

Ye Shou narrowed his eyes and suddenly slapped the bed: "If you're content with 'good enough' now, you'll fall short when it really matters!"

Buzz

Suddenly, the bed surface sank down automatically, as if an invisible hand was continuously exerting force. Polnareff's body sank into it, and his skin felt a series of subtle but dense vibrations, making him feel as if he were on an electric massage chair.

"Well!"

I can't move!

I tried to get up, but it was as if I was being held by a magnet, my hands and feet firmly bound.

"What... what is this?"

"You successfully released Ripple energy before, so you can say you've already mastered it. But Ripple isn't a move from a shonen manga where you just have to shout loud enough—you need to grasp the relationship between frequency and intensity and find a way to generate power that suits you!"

Ye Shou removed his hand from the bed—

call!

The soft mattress bounced off the ground, and Bobo was lifted up like a salted fish, watching helplessly as the ceiling rapidly enlarged... Just ten centimeters away from hitting it, the upward force was exhausted, and his body suddenly fell back down.

bang~~~

After bobbing up and down a few times, Bobo blinked and took a deep breath.

"Okay...I understand!"

He didn't want to be a half-hearted practitioner who gave up halfway. If eating and sleeping were also part of cultivation, then he had no choice!

Immediately, under Ye Shou's instructions, he began to lie on the bed in a starfish position. Each time Ye Shou pressed down on the bed with different amounts of force, he had to adapt to the range of motion as quickly as possible and try his best to keep his body pressed against the bed so that he wouldn't be thrown off.

At first, he couldn't do it at all, but after being tossed around several times, he suddenly understood the concept of a "spring" and began to simulate and feel the coils of metal wire hidden in the mattress, imagining their deformation and the power accumulated in the process, the slightest tremor...

In a split second, he successfully released ripples from his hands, making his body soft and boneless, as if he were imprinted on the bed, and was no longer thrown to the ceiling!

By then, the first rays of dawn could already be seen through the window.

-

After a short three-hour nap, Polnareff woke up refreshed and went to have breakfast with Ye Shou.

Perhaps it was because the life energy hidden within his body was being stimulated, but he was very excited as a beginner. He remained calm and composed even after a night of arduous practice, and was eager to move on to the next stage of his cultivation.

However, Ye Shou didn't come up with any new training methods. Instead, he selected several traditional meditation, standing meditation, and breathing techniques from his "memory" and had him practice them more often to improve his basic skills.

Around noon, Bobo saw yesterday's Paris news on the hotel TV, which mentioned the riots at the Louvre. It was then that he suddenly remembered the existence of the god Anubis.

"By the way, where's that knife?"

Bobo wasn't tempted at this point; he was simply curious: "They didn't return it to the museum, did they?"

"No, I kept it temporarily before, but it's time to return it to you now." With that, Ye Shou snapped his fingers, seemingly having forgotten about it as well.

"return?"

"It chose you out of its own will, and I think you are more deserving of this knife than a museum."

As soon as he finished speaking, Polnareff's luggage appeared on the table, including the [Anubis] sword.

“This guy,” Bobo stared at it menacingly, “not only hypnotized me, but almost killed you too…”

"..."

Ye Shou's eyes flashed: "It does give a very bad first impression, but I think it is still very loyal to you. As long as it stops trying to control your mind, you can use it as a sword."

With Ripple and this sword, your combat power will immediately rise to the next level!

“But this is a cursed sword!” Popo was clearly very wary. “I don’t want to use a double-edged sword that could hurt me!”

"Hmm...why not let it explain itself?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

A prosperous nation!

A golden light flashed, and a humanoid clone appeared behind Ye Shou, extending its fist to touch the blade—

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"What?!" Bobo was startled.

Dark smoke billowed from the blade, forming a semi-transparent jackal god!

"really!"

Ye Shou smiled confidently: "Although you are not a living being, since you possess a Stand, you can be marked by the [Prosperous Country]... Anubis, now I'll give you the chance to tell Popo your thoughts in person!"

"Oh, this is really... Is this really my own body? This is the first time I've seen a real one... I feel like I can even move that ashtray right now!"

The Jackal God was excited for a long time, but when he heard Ye Shou's words, he suddenly woke up, looked at him with awe, and then changed his attitude, looking at Polnareff with gratitude, flattery and even fawning.

"Master, please forgive me! I really won't dare to do it again!"

“I… oh, I didn’t expect you… to be quite handsome in your true form.” Polnareff was clearly pleased with the Jackal God’s appearance, but quickly realized what he meant.

"No! We haven't even questioned you about hypnotizing me yet!"

"I meant no harm!"

The Jackal God quickly waved his hand: "My former master was a swordsmith. After he died, I don't know why I didn't disappear, but instead attached myself to this sword... I don't allow unqualified people to draw me, so I was thrown into a dark and sunless warehouse as scrap metal."

If I hadn't met my master, I might have slowly died in my sleep and never had the chance to wake up again!

All the unpleasantness before stemmed from my fear of being returned to the museum by my master… so I hoped you could take me away. Even the conflict with Lord Ye Shou was because he prevented me from being with my master…

However, I've learned my lesson and will never do that again. No matter how my master punishes me, [Anubis] will gladly accept it!

"...His attitude in admitting his mistake was quite sincere."

Bobo was actually a little reluctant to part with the knife, after all, the feeling of power it exuded was too tempting.

Should I believe you?

"We can find a third party to act as a witness—like this Lord Ye Shou!"

Jackal God waved his hand and said, "I can feel that the moment he summoned me, he also left a spiritual imprint on my body. He should be able to dispel my current spirit at any time and turn me back into a sword that cannot speak."

Believe me! After experiencing this kind of 'freedom,' I would never want to go back!

Upon hearing this, Bobo exchanged a glance with Ye Shou. Seeing that Ye Shou nodded, Bobo understood and immediately relaxed.

"Then I'll trust you this once... However, if you are disloyal to me in any way, or show hostility towards Ye Shou again, you can expect to be put in a coffin and buried with him for a thousand years!"

"Oh! Rest assured! I, Anubis, swear by my very soul! I will vanquish all enemies and obstacles for you!"

In gratitude for this manifest favor, I will also offer the same loyalty to Lord Ye Shou!

"...That sounds weird."

"It's okay~"

The Jackal God exclaimed excitedly, "Being your blade doesn't stop me from being Lord Ye Shou's dog!"

Chapter 132 The Golden Wind Can't Breathe Anymore~

“Alright, Avdol has extensive connections in Cairo. With the intelligence I obtained from [Hermit Purple], I believe we can find Dio’s hiding place soon.”

Inside the Notre Dame Cathedral's main chapel, Ye Shou and his two companions, acting like complete tourists, were chatting. Two Joes confidently said, "That guy Dio would never have expected us to come knocking on his door so quickly. Let's catch him completely off guard!"

Preparations will take a few more days. Once the equipment is airlifted to Egypt, we can set off with a spectacular surprise!