What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

The two were so close that their pupils reflected each other's, and they could even feel each other's heavy breathing.

Cangxing stared intently at those rosy lips, unconsciously swallowing hard. It took her several seconds to react: "Wait, you might have misunderstood. I'm not a lesbian anymore!"

She hurriedly tried to push the person away, but found that her whole body was too weak to exert any strength, and the world spun before her eyes, as if the whole room had been turned upside down.

Chen Shuhan continued to caress her face with lingering affection, his voice gentle yet chillingly sinister: "Use your beauty to aid my eternal youth. Your beauty will merge with mine. We can become the most beautiful people in the world together."

The girl who was just moments ago gentle and innocent now speaks as if she were a demon from hell.

At that moment, the conversation in the fast food restaurant flashed into Cang Xing's mind. His pupils constricted, realizing something was wrong, and he stared in horror at the person so close to him: "You...you're the mysterious owner of Fan Hua Shi Rong!"

Chen Shuhan didn't respond directly, but instead leaned close to her ear, her breath sweet as orchids, and whispered, "You'll feel better after a good night's sleep. You won't feel any pain after a good night's sleep..."

Cangxing felt her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the seductive whispers in her ear drilled straight into her mind. A strong sense of drowsiness was frantically eroding her spirit.

Even though she tried her best to activate the magic power within her body, she could not dispel this extreme exhaustion.

Finally, amidst Chen Shuhan's gentle yet eerie soothing voice, Cang Xing completely lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

"This is my carefully prepared hideout. The incense I smelled, every single item in the room, the fruit you ate, even our previous embrace—I've tampered with everything." Chen Shuhan wasn't in a hurry to act. She gazed quietly at the sleeping girl before her, a smug expression on her face. "Should I call you Ying Honglian, or Magical Girl Cangxing?"

This is a trap she began weaving from the very beginning of her career at Fan Hua Shi Rong, and today, she has finally caught a big fish.

Even if an ordinary human is incredibly beautiful, their level of life is ultimately too low to completely reverse their passing. But a magical girl might be different; she could very well keep her young forever.

Chapter 118 The Mad Zhong Hui

Chen Shuhan smiled very happily, her face as bright as a flower. She was both proud of her successful scheme and overjoyed that her long-cherished wish was finally coming true.

In her view, life is too short, and it's a tragedy from beginning to end.

We come into this world in a daze, and our youthful years pass in the blink of an eye. Then we have to struggle for a living, with no time to enjoy life. By the time we achieve success, our appearance has already deteriorated, and we can only leave this world with old age and illness.

Anyone who has been young and glorious is willing to end up like this.

So after she turned thirty, she tried every possible way to break free from the fate that humanity had already predetermined.

But the limits of human beings are locked from birth.

Death is the inevitable end, determined from the moment of birth.

She tried every possible method, from health preservation and skincare to technological therapy, but in the end, she could only slightly delay aging and could not turn back the time that had passed.

Just when she was in utter despair and was about to end her own life while she was still able to take care of herself, a god descended!

That being was enveloped in divine radiance, who called himself the God Lord, the creator of a new world, and bestowed upon her extraordinary power.

From that moment on, she was no longer human, but became one of the many divine messengers, a young divine messenger!

It was at that moment that the wish I had been pursuing for many years finally had a chance to come true.

She made a special trip to this place where the two divine messengers had once stumbled, and devised a meticulous plan.

She first invested heavily in establishing Fan Hua Shi Rong Media, tacitly allowing the company to engage in various illegal activities, which attracted numerous reports and successfully drew the attention of the police.

Following that, she personally orchestrated several missing persons cases, making the police realize that something was wrong and that it was beyond their ability to handle, so they had to report the cases to the magical girl for processing.

After doing all this, she quietly withdrew, then registered and founded a new company, secretly sending people to cast a wide net.

At this point, the magical girl is already engrossed in the disappearance case and will definitely do everything in her power to find out the truth.

The situation unfolded exactly as she had predicted.

A magical girl conceals her identity and disguises herself as a job seeker to conduct an investigation. She has already disguised herself as an ordinary job seeker, feigning innocence and kindness, gradually lowering the other party's guard and luring them into a trap, waiting for the moment to reap the rewards.

The magical girls who protect the world and the hope of humanity are, in reality, just a few lucky little girls who were chosen.

How can anyone compare to her, who has lived for over sixty years and seen all the ways of the world?

At this moment, Chen Shuhan, or rather the young divine messenger, stared more and more obsessively at the face of the sleeping Cangxing, her bright smile becoming increasingly distorted, revealing a sickness and coldness.

She wasted no more time, a faint, dark light emanating from her palm as she reached out towards that stunningly beautiful face.

If she absorbs everything from the person in front of her, she may be able to stay young forever!

At the critical moment!

With a loud "bang," a rain of swords burst through the wall, forcefully repelling the unsuspecting young divine messenger.

"who?!"

She managed to block the sudden attack in a disheveled state, her face ashen, and she shouted angrily.

As the smoke cleared, a cool-faced young woman appeared in the scene, protecting the sleeping Cangxing with one hand.

"Magical Girl Bell Club!"

"You know me?"

Zhong Hui raised an eyebrow, sized up the person before him, and coldly questioned, "I knew you were no good. Who are you?"

"A beautiful young divine messenger."

Chen Shuhan sized up the person in front of her, feeling increasingly satisfied, yet also a little curious: "How did you figure out I had a problem? My disguise shouldn't have had any flaws."

This is no exaggeration. Who would doubt a pure and kind-hearted girl?

"You've only known me for less than a day, yet you're incredibly enthusiastic towards Cangxing, offering help without expecting anything in return."

"Even biological parents raise children so that they will have someone to rely on in their old age," Zhong Hui sneered. "And you, a complete stranger, offering so much without expecting anything in return? In my eyes, all selfless kindness in this world is fraught with hidden motives!"

This is the experience he has summarized after 500,000 years of ups and downs.

"I see. I was too hasty. It seems I need to be more cautious next time."

The young divine messenger suddenly realized what was happening, then glanced around to make sure no one else was there. A mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips: "A mere three-star magical girl dares to come alone? You're quite confident. Today, I'll first steal your beauty, then I'll steal the Azure Star!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her aura exploded outwards, and her robes were stained with deep purple patterns, revealing countless strange designs.

Four stars!

That's the source of her confidence to be so arrogant.

Facing two three-star magical girls, one of whom was still unconscious, she felt she could take care of the target before reinforcements arrived.

She was willing to take this risk for those two stunningly beautiful faces.

"The Nascent Soul Realm?"

Zhong Hui sneered and uttered two words in a deep voice: "I'll kill you!"

The next second, only a blur remained in place.

Zhong appeared before the young divine messenger, unleashing a powerful punch with both fists, as if to shatter all obstacles.

"boom!"

The young divine envoy's pupils contracted, and she hastily set up a defensive barrier. However, the barrier was shattered as soon as it met the fist, and the huge impact sent her flying.

She crashed through walls and flew forty or fifty meters before finally regaining her balance.

Before she could even catch her breath, Zhong Hui's figure was already closing in again.

She dared not be careless any longer and quickly threw out several purple dark balls in the backhand, trying to force her opponent back and create a safe distance.

But what happened next was completely beyond her expectations. Zhong Hui actually threw out a few purple dark balls in return.

This is a perfect replica; the effects and power are exactly the same. The two dark spheres collided, devoured and intertwined with each other, and then suddenly exploded.

Amidst the raging torrent of magical energy, Zhong Hui charged forward relentlessly, unleashing wave after wave of attacks that gave her no chance to catch her breath.

The young goddess could only passively defend herself, feeling incredibly frustrated. She couldn't help but curse inwardly: What's going on? Isn't this supposed to be a magical girl? Why isn't she using magic to fight? Instead, she's resorting to hand-to-hand combat?

This kind of play is simply outrageous and completely illogical.

Shouldn't a normal duel involve both sides keeping their distance, exchanging spells back and forth, and slowly determining the winner?

Who else would do something like Zhong Hui, acting like a madman, recklessly hitting someone right in the face?

During this period of passive defense, the young divine messenger complained incessantly.

The opponent's power is not at all what a three-star magical girl should be capable of.

The layers of defensive barriers she conjured were shattered by a single punch each time. Even if some of the impact was deflected, the remaining force still hit her hard.

In just a short while, she was already in excruciating pain all over her body, her internal organs were trembling, her blood and qi were churning violently, and her bones were making a creaking sound.

If this continues, she might actually be beaten to death by the other party.

To save her life, she narrowly dodged a heavy punch, a ghostly light instantly gathering in her palm as she clenched her fingers tightly.

On the other side, Zhong Hui continued his full-speed charge, intending to gain absolute dominance and kill his opponent directly.

But just as he was about to get close, the opponent successfully unleashed his attack.

Zhong Hui gathered all his strength and delivered a powerful punch.

The defensive barrier, which could usually be shattered with a flick of the wrist, was now exceptionally sturdy. It was only shaken and rippled by the shock, but showed no sign of breaking.

Taking advantage of the moment she managed to withstand the attack, the young divine envoy's palm glowed with a ghostly light once more, and her five fingers tightened sharply.

Zhong Hui suddenly stopped, instantly realizing that something was wrong.

When his opponent withdrew his finger for the first time, 20% of his formidable combat power was directly drained away, and the power of the Heavenly Emperor Fist also plummeted. This time, even his life force was forcibly reduced by 20%.

The way of deprivation? Or the way of erasure...?

Zhong Hui spoke coldly: "Fine, whatever path you cultivate, how dare you question my power!"

His voice was full of an air of arrogance and disdain.

He fought countless tough battles throughout his life, battling against people and against fate. He relied not only on his powerful cultivation that suppressed the past and present, but also on his indomitable belief rooted in his heart.

He is the Heavenly Emperor, who suppresses all enemies throughout history. Any enemy in front of him either flees or suffers a complete defeat!

Zhong Hui's pink hair flew wildly, and the light from his staff shone brightly.

The other party's abilities are indeed quite strange, but the cultivation he has painstakingly acquired cannot be stolen so easily.

Sensing the host's urgent need, the system immediately awakened and continuously supplied magical power to support it.

The young goddess tightened her grip on her fingers once more.

Confidence is a good thing, but excessive confidence is suicidal.

Once she's stripped away 20% of Zhong Hui's strength, she doesn't believe he can still compete with her!