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The warm, itchy sensation of the tail rubbing against her skin made Yun Yi shiver. She instinctively wanted to inhale and hold her breath to suppress her body's unnatural reaction, but then she remembered the unpleasant smell in the air and forcefully suppressed the urge.

But it's also unlikely that they wouldn't breathe.

Yun Yi wasn't sure if her game body needed to breathe, but regardless, after living for more than twenty years in her previous life, breathing was a habit that was already ingrained in her instincts, and she probably wouldn't be able to change it anytime soon.

As Yunyi was thinking, Shi Huaiya tapped her shoulder gently, as if to remind her, and she suddenly remembered that she hadn't answered the other person's question yet.

Yun Yi silently recalled the question Shi Huaiya had asked about skincare products in his previous life, and briefly replied, "...I never used skincare products before."

She disliked the sticky, oily liquid that clung to her face and hands, feeling as if it blocked her skin's natural breathing.

"That's a bit uncomfortable for me." As he spoke, even though Yun Yi tried to keep it short, he still couldn't help but subconsciously take a breath.

The stench of decay instantly flooded Yun Yi's nostrils, sticky and nauseating, so foul that she wanted to cut off her useless nose—of course, she couldn't.

Faced with the stench, she could only sneeze several times to expel the odor.

"Really? That's a real shame," compared to Yun Yi's frantic state, Swire twitched her tiger ears, looking relaxed. "I was planning to take you shopping, but if we don't buy skincare products, we'll just have to look at clothes and decorations, okay?"

"Then I'd like to buy the fragrance now, if possible," Yun Yi replied, wrinkling his nose. "Or you could come closer to me, that would be nice too."

"You wish." Swire chuckled and instead distanced herself from Yun Yi, though her hands and tail still firmly held him captive. "Don't worry, I won't let you have your way."

"..." Yun Yi almost heard it as "Don't worry, I will grant your wish," but when he realized there was a "no" at the beginning, he was speechless.

Please, if you're angry, can't you just explain why and let her make amends or reason with you? Is it really necessary to tease her like this?

Yunyi said she couldn't understand Swire's thought process—she decided not to rely on Swire anymore; she would figure out the smell herself.

An unpleasant smell... Yun Yi's eyes were filled with contemplation as his gaze swept over the icosahedron at the source of the smell, and a thought popped into his mind.

Since it's the source of the odor, why not just seal it off? Without a source, the stench is like a rootless duckweed, eventually diluted to almost nothing by the boundless air of the driving space.

Almost the instant she thought of this idea, her gaze fell on the icosahedron, and a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes.

The icosahedron became translucent for a moment, then returned to its original state, appearing unchanged, but in reality, it had been covered with a material that could lock in all the odors.

With absolute control over the Nirvana, Yun Yi scanned the area with his mind and confirmed that the scents were indeed contained inside and would not come out.

As for the smell that had already wafted out before that?

With a slight thought, Yun Yi sent a gentle breeze across the round platform, drawing away the strange, mixed smells around them and quickly restoring the air to its original blank state.

She sniffed to make sure the air was fresh, then took several deep breaths of the fresh air to wash away the stubborn smell in her mind.

"Done." After doing all that, Yun Yi raised her head slightly, her confident posture seemingly convincing, but a closer look revealed that she was secretly glancing at Shi Huaiya repeatedly, with a hint of smugness in her eyes that said, "I won't do it your way."

"What a pity." Swire ignored her veiled provocation, regretfully releasing Yunyi's hands. Her tiger tail nimbly circled back, swaying behind her with lingering satisfaction.

Yunyi really learned his lesson in a short time—

"Stop, Old Chen's team is nearing the end," Hoshiguma said, interrupting Swire's thoughts.

She slightly raised her chin, gesturing for the two to look at the icosahedron, "The Inner Guard is about to win."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yi and Shi Huaiya looked in that direction.

Chen Huijie's back remained the same, but his posture changed from a relaxed fishing state to a sharp and imposing look as he rubbed the hilt of his sword with his fingertips.

Within the icosahedron she was staring at, the corpse was so distorted that its human form was no longer discernible.

Its body had been shredded down to just the torso in the center, lying supine on the ground, with black liquid spreading beneath it. Just looking at it reminded Yun Yiguang of the suffocating smell from before.

Beside the corpse, the guards stood guard, one in front and one behind, their knives relentlessly adding wounds and cutting away parts of the body, using water to grind it until the corpse was completely incapacitated.

But the interior defense team didn't fare much better; they were almost all covered in bruises.

The bright red blood seeped into their gray-black uniforms, causing the already torn strips from the corpses to solidify into clumps. With every movement, the guards could clearly feel the hardened clothing piercing their wounds, causing continuous and unstoppable pain.

The guards ignored this and attacked the helpless corpses with a frenzy, chopping them into black, irreparable mincemeat.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 193 (Main Story) Swire: What riddle teller? Me? (Points back at himself)

The demonic power transformed into a black liquid that gushed from the flesh, spreading with a stench to cover the entire ground and submerging the blood-stained soles of the guards' shoes.

The guards ignored it; the demonic power, now without a vessel, posed no immediate danger to those who possessed fragments of the demon.

Compared to the demonic power that poses no immediate threat, the dragon girl outside, whose killing intent has resurfaced, is clearly more worthy of their vigilance.

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, then one turned away, reaching into the minced flesh to search, while the other stood up and stepped forward, blocking his colleague's view so he could face Chen Huijie directly. Through his mask, he spoke in a deep voice, "I can tell you more, but..."

Chen Huijie ignored his obviously false words and pretended to listen seriously, but her eyes never left the bodyguard whose back was turned to her.

She strained her hearing to its maximum, and the dragon's tail behind her stopped swaying because of her complete concentration.

The bodyguard, with his back to her, stirred the minced meat with his hands, making a "plop plop" sound.

He kept groping the mass in front of him, which was made up of black bits of flesh, pale yellow and dark red bodily fluids, white fat and fascia. His fingers explored every corner quickly and firmly, and finally he found an unusual sensation in the muddy flesh that was originally on the thigh of the corpse.

The guard's expression remained unchanged beneath his mask. His fingers swiftly moved the source of the sensation to his palm, rubbing it lightly for a moment to confirm it was his target. Without making a sound, he pulled it away from the flesh.

Chen Huijie heard a strange "gurgling" sound, a slight "tap" sound of her palm touching a hard object, and a subtle sharp sound of things scraping against each other.

Therefore, upon seeing the guard withdraw his hand, she immediately realized that the other party had found what he wanted.

With a flick of her dragon tail and a swish of her mane, Chen Huijie turned her hand from gripping the sword hilt to striking out with a clean and decisive motion.

That's right, it's not "waved," it's "flyed."

The broadsword, entirely crimson, flew from his hand, slicing through the air with a "whoosh," covering a considerable distance in the blink of an eye, striking two guards who were unable to dodge due to their limited mobility. The one standing was cleaved in half at the waist, while the guard in front of the bloody mess was struck in the wrist.

Chixiao hummed and slammed his wrist into the ground with a clang. The guard endured the pain without letting out a wail, but his tightly clenched hand was unable to loosen due to nerve damage.

A crystalline object with strange, scribbled patterns rolled out of his hand and came to a stop, quietly refracting eerie light that sometimes turned white, sometimes black, and sometimes rainbow-colored on the ground.

The whole process took less than a second. Yun Yi only saw a flash of red suddenly sever the waist of the standing guard and strike the hand of the crouching guard.

Only when it stopped did she see clearly that the end of the sword hilt trembled slightly due to the residual force, and the tip of the sword was completely embedded in the inner guard's wrist and the ground.

Yun Yi knew that the impressive red sword belonged to Chen Huijie. She turned her gaze slightly to look at her, and sure enough, Chen Huijie only had another ordinary-looking standard sword at her waist. The original Crimson Sword was nowhere to be seen.

Yun Yi couldn't help but raise his right eyebrow, looking puzzled. "...Why did Old Chen throw the sword over?"

It's not like we don't have ranged attack methods; didn't we just use sword energy?

“Idiot, Old Chen’s goal isn’t to attack, of course he has to do it,” Swire raised her chin forward, gesturing for Yun Yi to observe carefully, “Take a good look at what the inner guards have on hand.”

Is the center-back available?

Yun Yi looked as instructed and immediately saw the crystal. She couldn't tell whether the constantly changing colors on it were due to refraction or the crystal itself, but she was certain that the rugged patterns with floating halos were related to evil spirits.

Like the black liquid, this pattern has the effect of distorting the air and interfering with the mind and vision. Of course, it can't interfere with Yun Yi. Yun Yi just feels that the feeling it gives her is as disgusting as the black liquid.

Yun Yi raised an eyebrow, "That thing in the inner guard's hand, which feels like demonic power, could it be a fragment of a demon? It must have been taken from a corpse—hmm?"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly noticed something moving in her peripheral vision.

Yun Yi shifted his gaze and saw that the guard, whose waist had been cut open and whose lower body was basically paralyzed, was struggling to crawl towards the guard whose hands were nailed down, digging his fingers into the ground.

Bright red blood gushed from his wound, forming a winding stream behind him, which was then greedily swallowed by the black liquid flowing on the ground, making the resolute figure of the guard crawling towards his companion all the more tragic.

Yun Yi raised a finger to her lips, lowered her eyes, and remained silent for a moment. No, is this right? Aren't the Imperial Guards the real enemies, the villains, who are disturbing her life?

Why do I feel like I'm the villain when I see the other person like this?

Yun Yi quickly shook her head to shake off her dangerous thoughts. What villain? Only losers are villains. As long as you win, you are the protagonist and the hero. She would never let herself become a loser!

Yun Yi suddenly shook her head. Swire thought she had discovered something and immediately asked, "What, have you made a new discovery?"

"No, it's nothing. It's just that judging from the way this guard with the broken back looks, it seems like the guards have a pretty good relationship." Yun Yi put down his hand and looked back at the body of the Twenty-Side Body. "But that's none of our business. I'm more interested in knowing how long he'll have to crawl. Old Chen hasn't made a move yet. Are we going to wait for him to crawl over?"

The MVP's movement restriction was still in effect, and the bleeding interior defender couldn't win despite his best efforts. Just as Yun Yi was speaking, he had only taken one step forward.

At this speed, Yun Yi suspected that even if Nei Erwei crawled on the ground until he bled to death, he still wouldn't be able to reach his companions.

After flying out of Chixiao, Chen Huijie watched the two guards struggle without making a sound or taking any further action, wagging her tail as if waiting for something.

Yunyi felt that they were waiting for the inner guards to regroup.

Swire dismissed her idea, "No, that would be too slow. Besides, I don't know what the relationship is like between the guards, but their bond certainly can't compare to that of this crystal."

Swire pointed at the crystal that emitted an eerie light from a distance, her tiger tail twitching with delight. "Just wait, you'll see soon enough."

"What do you see?" Yun Yi raised his eyebrows in puzzlement.

Swire smiled and crossed his arms without answering, while Yun Yi muttered "riddler" and decisively turned to look at Hoshiguma.

Her golden-red eyes sparkled with anticipation. She reached out and tugged at Hoshiguma's sleeve, her voice soft and pleading, "Hoshiguma, what did Swire mean?"

“Miss Yunyi, if the crystal is indeed a fragment of a demon, given their current situation, what do you think they will do?” Hoshiguma raised her head, the single horn on her forehead backlit in Yunyi’s eyes, its edges coated with a halo that radiated outwards.

She didn't look at Yun Yi as she spoke; her golden eyes calmly reflected her hand, which was stuck in the ground, yet she still stubbornly rolled over and reached for the crystal-like inner guard.

Volume 2: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 194 (Main Story, Post) Yun Yi: I understand.

"What to do..." Yun Yi forgot to let go of Hoshiguma's clothes and turned to observe the state of the inner guards.

Both guards were in bad shape. One was bleeding profusely, while the other was struggling to break free from Chi Xiao and reach the crystal not far away, causing the wound on his wrist to grow larger and larger. Yun Yi could even see the bone covered by a layer of oil.

Despite their poor physical condition, the guards were in high spirits, unyielding and resilient, their movements revealing a determination to fight to the death.

Furthermore, whether it was a misperception or not, Yun Yi vaguely felt that they carried a glimmer of hope and were not struggling in their death throes.

She stroked her chin and voiced her guess, "Does the Imperial Guard have any trump cards related to the Demon Fragment that they plan to use?"

"Yes, and it's probably quite powerful." Hoshiguma nodded, switched to carrying a Hannya, and placed her hand on Yun Yi's soft hair as a reward, giving it a gentle rub. "Whether we can block it or not depends on us."

The icosahedron served as the first line of defense, while she and Old Chen formed the second.

Hoshiguma's golden eyes swept over the crystal that could make her brain and eyes ache just by looking at it, and she prepared to buy Yun Yi and the young lady time to escape if she couldn't stop them.

Yunyi was unaware that Hoshiguma had already considered the worst-case scenario. She nudged Hoshiguma's hand that was rubbing her head and said calmly and confidently, "I'm enough."

The Nirvana is a cosmic-level technological marvel in the science fiction world. Even in its most basic and weakest state, the defenses it has built are beyond the reach of civilizations that have never even ventured beyond their planets.

The evil spirits might be external forces, perhaps even cosmic in nature? Even then, the internal defenses would have to be able to unleash their power!

Yun Yi didn't think the inner guards could perform to their full potential. Even if they did something outrageous, she could just add a few more layers of defense.

In the driver's seat, she can issue a series of commands with a single thought, which will be responded to instantly; there is no situation where she cannot be stopped.

Besides, Yun Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, the inner guards might not be able to use their trump cards even if they get this demon fragment. As long as it's related to energy, any special ability will be imprisoned by the icosahedron."

Swire tapped her arm with her fingertip, mentally simulating the possible uses of the Demon Shard, and found that, based on the known information, the Demon Shard did not have any uses other than energy-related ones.

If the inside defender is used, there's a high chance he'll be ineffective.

Swire nodded slightly. "Hoshiguma, Yunyi is right. It's okay to relax."

“Young Miss, Miss Yunyi, it’s never a bad thing to prepare more.” Hoshiguma’s fingertips brushed against Yunyi’s almost transparent white hair in the light, her golden eyes flashing with determination.

Calloused fingers brushed against Yun Yi's scalp, sending waves of warm, ticklish sensation through him.

She shuddered, her thoughts pausing for a moment before she awkwardly replied, "It's fine, okay, but could you please stop touching my head? It feels a little strange."

“It’s up to you.” Swire casually replied to Hoshiguma, then her lips curled up sharply as she reached out and pinched Yun Yi’s nape, giving it a teasing rub. “Strange? That’s good, Hoshiguma. Go all out and give Yun Yi a good taste of the ‘pleasure’ of being touched.”

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! This is weird!" The moment the back of his neck was covered, Yun Yi immediately felt something was wrong. After Shi Huaiya started rubbing, the hairs on her body that weren't even there stood up.

The feeling of her private territory being invaded reached its peak at this moment, but perhaps because the object was Swire, whom she regarded as a partner and future companion, this feeling did not evolve into a sense of crisis that made her wary, but instead turned into an electric current running through her lower abdomen.

In some ways, it's even worse!

Yun Yi raised his hand and grabbed Shi Huaiya's slightly cool palm, forcefully removing it from his neck, which had quickly become hot and flushed, his earlobes red as if dripping blood.

If Swire didn't want to, Yun Yi would have to be held down and rubbed by her with her strength. However, Yun Yi's flushed face satisfied her, so she released Yun Yi's neck.

Hoshiguma? Hoshiguma didn't want to listen to the young lady and get herself into a weird situation.

She enjoyed the cool, silky feel of Yun Yi's hair, then immediately withdrew her hand, taking advantage of her height, and openly ate the melon with a raised lip.

The young lady wasn't really a pampered young lady. They had encountered and done many things together when they did missions, chased murderers, and investigated cases.

Whether it's her ears or her tail, these vulnerable parts that are crucial to ordinary film have long since evolved into weapons for her, who has been through a lot of training.

You get aroused just from being touched? If that were true, how could this young lady possibly work!

The truth is, Hoshiguma never saw Swire blush and have her heart race when her ears and tail were touched. On the contrary, the person who touched her blushed and had their heart race—either they got beaten up or went to jail.

In short, the young lady's flustered state upon being touched was clearly problematic. Hoshiguma had reason to suspect that she wanted to pursue a younger man, or rather, a younger woman. Her way of pursuing someone was truly appalling.

If you're interested in someone but still grope them, isn't that just being a lecher?