Tonight's Draw

Not only Su Ze wanted to break through in the Land of the Living Dead.

At this moment, Meng Xingyao's group arrived at a mountain foothill. Looking down from above, they could see dozens of Firefly Realm and three Candle Realm undead wandering aimlessly.

"Here, here!" Xu Ziyin pointed at the undead below.

These undead still retained human characteristics, except their bodies were highly decomposed. Only when they decomposed to a certain degree would they lose their ability to move.

Then they would be absorbed by this land.

Before losing their mobility, they remained under the control of monsters.

As for where the monsters controlling them were, no one knew.

"This is indeed a good environment. This area should be free of Mysteries," Meng Xingyao said.

[Mystery.] This was what the native monsters in the mysterious realm were called.

Xu Ziyin looked at Gu Qingqing beside her with expectant eyes, "Can we? Can we?"

Xu Ziyin wasn't planning to break through between life and death, but rather under high pressure.

Though less intense than breaking through between life and death, it was still considered highly efficient.

Medium efficiency was long-term exposure to harsh environments.

Low efficiency was the casual approach - eating, drinking, and fighting as needed.

Though inefficient, it wasn't necessarily bad.

For instance, what if one day, while traveling by train with your lover, eating hotpot and singing songs, suddenly...

When happiness reaches its peak, you suddenly break through?

Breaking through was like a woman's period - unpredictable.

Sometimes it comes before its time!

Sometimes it strikes twice in one month!

Or sometimes, it doesn't come for ten months.

Even scarier, it might never come again!

That's why taking it easy had its benefits - they didn't have to face high-pressure environments but could still break through.

Gu Qingqing clutched Xu Ziyin's clothes tightly, hesitating before asking, "Do you still want me?"

Xu Ziyin quickly grabbed her hand, "Of course! Why wouldn't I?"

"Then don't die, or I'll marry a man instead."

Xu Ziyin pressed her lips together and suddenly hugged Gu Qingqing!

Gu Qingqing felt a softness on her lips, her eyes widened, her whole body began to tingle, and her legs went weak.

Feeling the softness on her lips, her pupils trembled, her eyes filled with confusion, her cheeks flushed red, and her mind went blank.

After a while, Xu Ziyin lifted her head with a mischievous and playful smile. Gu Qingqing's legs had given out, and she collapsed into Xu Ziyin's embrace after the kiss.

As the crystalline thread broke, Xu Ziyin hummed, "Well, before you leave, I'll take some compensation first."

Before she could react, the still dazed Gu Qingqing leaned against a tree.

Xu Ziyin licked her lips, savoring the moment.

She dared not stay too long, fearing Gu Qingqing might kill her once she came to her senses.

Turning around, she drew her nunchucks and charged toward the undead!

Everyone else was still a bit stunned, not having processed what happened.

Shen Qingsheng was dumbfounded - was this how intense it got?

These girls really knew how to play.

Better avoid hanging out with couples in the future, or he might die from awkwardness.

Meng Xingyao and the others quickly spread out, each guarding different passages to prevent sudden attacks from Mysteries.

Gu Qingqing wiped the moisture from her lips, blushing again as she recalled her lover's actions.

She cupped her warm cheeks with her hands, trying to cool them down with her cold palms.

But she found her palms were just as hot as her cheeks.

Xu Ziyin! Xu Ziyin! You bad, bad person!!

Although they were lovers, they had never been this passionate before.

At most, they'd shared quick pecks.

Unexpectedly, Xu Ziyin had taken advantage of this moment to be so bold.

And in front of so many people...

Glimpsing Xu Ziyin being surrounded by the undead, she quickly composed herself.

Her expression darkened as she waved her finger, making a canvas float in the air. With palette and brush ready, she swiftly began painting the scene of the undead surrounding Xu Ziyin.

Unnoticed by anyone, at the intersection between mountains, a giant eye lurked within one mountain face, watching the group's every move.

Its hundred-meter-long smooth body extended from the mountain, hidden behind where no one could see.

It controlled the undead fighting against Xu Ziyin on the battlefield.

...

In the shelter.

Su Ze sat on a rock, wearing only a hooded black coat. Under the open coat, his severed arm and chest were wrapped in bandages.

Like a wild beast, he gulped down water and devoured preserved vegetables and fresh meat. His silver hair, stained with dirt, dust, and traces of blood, swayed as he tore at the meat.

Su Ze's powerful physique allowed him to directly digest raw meat protein.

Whether supernatural beings or ability users, if they didn't care about taste or were too lazy to make a fire, they would eat meat raw to replenish energy.

After eating and drinking his fill, Su Ze reached into his sleeve with his remaining right hand, found his cigarettes stored in the cave, put one in his mouth, stuffed some compressed biscuits and snacks into his pocket, grabbed his machete, and headed outside.

Stepping out of the cave, the sky had already turned dusky.

This late, should he flip cards? Find someone? Take it easy and sleep?

After pondering for a moment, he smiled, "This late, whose card should I flip?"

With that thought, he took a step toward the giant eagle's direction and vanished, reappearing two thousand meters away.

In just a few steps, he arrived at that plain.

All Mysteries scattered at the sight of him.

The eagle walked out of its tree hollow with a tap-tap-tap, still fearlessly meeting his gaze.

Su Ze walked toward it with a smile, "Let's get straight to it, it'll be quick."

The eagle didn't know what had gotten into him, acting so arrogant despite losing an arm.

This confidence, combined with his cold smile, immediately put the eagle on high alert.

The next moment, Su Ze's aura suddenly exploded! The pressure of early Lamp Realm crashed down, "Get down here!"

Trees toppled, rocks shattered, and in an instant, the world turned upside down!

The eagle unexpectedly burst into powder, its blood raining down like droplets.

After advancing to Lamp Realm, not only did his abilities undergo earth-shattering changes, but he could now fully utilize the power of laws!

This power, belonging to gods used in creation, was incredibly powerful beyond comprehension!

Unfortunately, Su Ze didn't possess many laws at present.

During his battle with the monster while breaking through, he became more proficient in using laws.

Compared to Mo Ziang, the ghost officer, though he couldn't achieve the same effect of eliminating all ghosts and monsters with a single command,

He had figured out some techniques, like now, destroying targets by infusing law into pressure.

Su Ze approached the powder trying to reassemble itself, smiling as he ground it under his feet, "As promised, it's my turn to flip your card."

Countless Mysteries trembled as they watched this young man from afar, remembering when they had once ganged up on him.

Dozens of times, his realm had remained stuck at peak Candle Realm without breaking through.

Unexpectedly, times had changed, and after one journey, he had broken through!

Releasing the law pressure on the eagle, it quickly reformed its shape.

"Now, you have two choices: one, submit; two, be kept by my side and constantly tortured."

"I'll let you resurrect, and no matter how many times you come back, I'll kill you just as many times!"

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