Chapter 1824: Two People

"Extra! Extra!!"

"The Son of Heaven has come out of seclusion with his sword and slaughtered his way through the Gray Realm! Four of the six great world-enders have been slain!!"

"Our Chengtian Dynasty is now invincible in the world!!!"

"Extra! Extra!!"

“……”

The newspaper-selling child ran through the streets, his crisp, bright voice immediately attracting the attention of many pedestrians.

The crowd gathered around in a swarm.

"Kid, give me a copy quickly!"

"Is it true?? Four world-ending disasters have been slain??"

"It seems to be true..."

"This... the world-enders that have plagued our prison for over three hundred years are just dead like that?"

"What about the disaster territory?"

"It is said that it has been destroyed. Those disasters are fleeing in all directions, and the entire Gray Realm is in a mess..."

"The newspaper also says that there might be exiled disasters attacking the prison walls in the near future, but without the world-enders sitting in command, they are a dragon without a head and won't be able to jump around for long."

"Hahahahaha!!! Then we don't have to live in fear anymore!"

"Long live His Majesty!!!"

The cheers of the people sounded from outside the window.

A figure in a brown coat lowered his head and walked silently through the crowd, slowly sitting down at a table in the corner of the cafe.

At this time, a figure was already sitting on the other side of the table.

It was a quiet woman in a black dress. The black veil hanging from the edge of her hat covered half of her face, making it impossible to see her appearance... Seeing the figure in the brown coat sit down opposite her, she immediately sat up straight, appearing very solemn.

"Red..." Liu Qingyan said softly, but only said one word before stopping immediately.

Chen Ling shook his head at her, signaling her not to call him that.

Chen Ling glanced at the two empty chairs next to him:

"Hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Not yet," Liu Qingyan replied truthfully, "but he should be here soon."

"Hmm." Chen Ling beckoned to the waiter nearby, "Hello, please bring me a... no, two double-skin milk puddings, thank you."

The waiter turned and left, and the coffee table fell into silence. As Liu Qingyan moved her mind, an invisible veil capable of blocking sound was pulled open from the void.

"It has been confirmed," Liu Qingyan finally spoke, "Ying Fu encountered a trap set by the Thought Calamity in the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest and was besieged by the five great world-enders... This battle lasted from the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest to the Sighing Wilderness, and then to the Delusion Mountains, lasting for three full days and nights..."

"At first, Ying Fu was actually at a disadvantage, but he had too many divine paths on him. Duke Yao's Medicine Path was constantly healing his wounds, and Duke Yu's Military Path gave him almost perverted endurance. With his own strength, he actually dragged the five great world-enders to the point of exhaustion..."

"Didn't the Thought Calamity notice?" Chen Ling asked back.

"Ying Fu's scheming is extremely deep. Every time, he would disguise himself as if he were about to collapse, luring the world-enders into wave after wave of counterattacks... By the time the Thought Calamity reacted, the other world-enders had already consumed most of their strength," Liu Qingyan paused for a moment,

"not only that, he didn't know how he used the Witch Path to influence the Mockery Calamity, causing it to fall into self-conscious slaughter and thus completely withdraw from the battlefield."

"So, Ying Fu seized the opportunity and began to counterattack regardless of the cost..."

"Both sides fought to the death. Ying Fu paid a huge price and finally forcibly counter-killed three world-enders... Only the Thought Calamity sensed the fatal threat in advance, knowing that the general trend was gone, so it successfully escaped."

Chen Ling touched his chin with one hand, thoughtful.

Sure enough, since Ying Fu dared to enter the Gray Realm alone, he must have been prepared.

He knew that among the six great world-enders, the Mockery Calamity, the King of Disasters, had the strongest strength, so he made countermeasures against its weaknesses in advance... ensuring that even if he fell into a melee, he could isolate the Mockery Calamity immediately.

The Forbidden Calamity's strength was also absolutely top-tier among the other world-enders, so he took advantage of the fact that the other world-enders hadn't reacted and used thunderous means to kill it quickly, solving a major problem.

As for the other world-enders... the Thought Calamity was not good at active attacks, and the threat of the frontal battlefield could be ignored, so Ying Fu used his multi-divine path advantage to grind the other world-enders to exhaustion and then counter-killed them.

But even so, fighting one against four, Ying Fu must have paid a painful price.

"How is he now?" Chen Ling asked.

"The Chengtian Imperial Palace has been completely sealed, and news cannot get in or out... so it is not clear how serious his injuries are," Liu Qingyan sighed, "Currently, it is only known that Duke Yao has been staying by Ying Fu's side."

"Then his physical condition is probably worse than imagined," Chen Ling glanced out the window, "Duke Yao himself is a Medicine Path demigod, and Ying Fu himself possesses the other party's ability. With two demigod paths superimposed, they still couldn't heal him in a short time..."

"After all, that was a group of world-enders..."

Just as the two were talking,

a figure pushed open the door of the cafe, walked straight into their conversation barrier, and sat down at the table without haste...

Then, he placed a lifelike lion dance headgear neatly on the chair beside him.

"Yo! Double-skin milk!"

The young man smiled, "Thanks, Chen Ling."

It was a young man in a Tang suit, with a vintage-looking string of beads wrapped around his wrist and small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Seeing the double-skin milk in front of the table, his eyes lit up, and he picked up the spoon without hesitation and dug a mouthful into his mouth.

At the same time,

the lion dance headgear beside him actually transformed into a humanoid form!

It was a "person" dressed in the same attire as the young man, except that the body seemed to be made of the material of the lion dance headgear. A pair of nested colorful eyes blinked, and the red paper tongue licked its lips with a smack:

"Red Heart, the double-skin milk in this shop doesn't look very authentic..."

"It's good enough that a coffee shop sells double-skin milk. Why care if it's authentic?" Chen Ling smiled.

"That's true."

The lion dance lowered its head and tasted it carefully.

The young man and the lion dance ate the double-skin milk in a way that seemed to be carved from the same mold, and even their expressions and postures were exactly the same, as if two identical characters had appeared in one space-time.

If you looked closely at the glass reflection at this time, you could see two identical "Sun Bumian" eating double-skin milk with their heads down.

"A bit too sweet."

"A bit too sweet."

After the two finished eating, they put down their spoons at the same time and made the evaluation in unison.

Chen Ling looked at the two and laughed dumbly: "You two really are... in sync."

"It's normal, right? After all, the one who understands you best has to be yourself," the sixth-generation Sun Bumian wiped his mouth and looked at the lion dance beside him, "And, thanks to him... he completed my last short board."

"Short board?" Chen Ling was a little puzzled.

"Hmm," the fifth-generation Sun Bumian in the lion dance smiled,

"after all..."

"Lion dance... has always been a performance that requires two people to cooperate."