Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

An invisible force gripped Lin Bai's neck, lifting him from the pool of blood into the air.

Lin Bai's feet were dangling in the air, his hands gripping the invisible force on his neck so tightly that his fingernails drew blood in the air, and he was breathing heavily.

"Such earth-shattering methods are beyond the capabilities of an ant like you. Only by handing them over to me can you truly honor them."

Their sanctimonious tone and self-righteous attitude blatantly demonstrate what it means to be prey to the strong.

The Taoist in the green robe did not interrogate or force a confession, nor did he intend to give Lin Bai any room for negotiation.

If such forbidden techniques were taught through Lin Bai, who would dare to guarantee their authenticity?

Therefore, the best way to obtain it is to dig it directly out of one's mind.

He raised his right hand, his two jade-like fingers joined together, and touched Lin Bai's brow.

"Let me see where you found this opportunity with me!"

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Lin Bai's eardrums bulged, and all the surrounding sounds—the sound of wind, the sound of falling rocks, the panting of the remaining magical beasts—all disappeared.

His consciousness began to crumble at the edges, and the defenses built by his mental strength crumbled under the power from the legendary realm.

It had no effect whatsoever, and collapsed inch by inch.

Just as that cyan energy was about to touch the core of the soul.

The deepest part of Lin Bai's spine on his back.

The "rusty greatsword" inscription, which had remained lifeless since its formation and resembled nothing more than a tattoo, began to glow with a faint red light.

The invasion of the legendary power became the key to awakening it.

Zheng—

A faint yet crystal-clear sword cry rang out from within Lin Bai's body.

The sound was extremely soft, yet it abruptly halted the downward thrust of the green-robed Taoist's finger.

The Taoist's expression remained calm.

He sensed a presence.

A desolate, deathly still atmosphere, carrying a decaying scent that seemed capable of dragging the entire world into a grave, was rising up Lin Bai's spine.

puff.

The invisible force field binding Lin Bai's neck shattered instantly, like paper cut by a sharp blade.

Lin Bai crashed heavily back into the bloody mud, panting heavily.

The sword intent did not stop, transforming into an invisible blade, slashing upwards past Lin Bai's brow.

The Taoist priest in the green robe's expression changed drastically.

He smelled the scent of death.

That's the kind of palpitation that only arises when facing the ruler of a realm.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly withdrew his right hand and flicked the wide sleeve of his Taoist robe.

A bronze bell, about the size of a palm and radiating a mysterious, yellowish-brown aura, was brought forth.

His natal defensive magic weapon, the bronze bell, swelled in the wind, growing to a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), completely encasing him upside down.

The primordial energy descended, forcibly freezing the collapsing space around them.

"Sword intent... I didn't expect you to have other trump cards?"

After the Taoist priest in the green robe calmed down a little, the greed on his face became even more intense.

The fact that this kid can seal away such terrifying sword intent means he has an inexhaustible gold mine of secrets.

Out of caution, he decided not to get close this time.

Standing inside the bronze bell, he waved his hand, and his sleeves suddenly expanded, covering Lin Bai.

This kid has a lot of secrets. Let's capture him and study him slowly!

"hehe."

A soft laugh, crisp and melodious, with a hint of mockery, suddenly echoed across the ruins torn apart by the turbulent flow of the boundary membrane.

The Taoist in the green robe froze.

The air, which was originally filled with the stench of blood, now carried a strange, cool fragrance.

In mid-air, countless red petals began to fall from the sky.

The petals fluttered down, ignoring the raging winds and turbulent energy around them, swirling gently.

In the center of the rain of flowers, a bright red oil-paper umbrella is opened.

Under the umbrella was a girl wearing a long black and red dress.

Xia Tong.

Her waist-length hair was casually tied with two red ribbons, and her bare feet were suspended in mid-air.

A pair of dark eyes were peering through the gaps in the petals, watching with great interest Lin Bai coughing up blood below.

"The secrets you hold are even more surprising than I imagined, Lin Bai."

Xia Tong twirled the red paper umbrella in her hand, sighed, and spoke as if she had seen a novel toy.

Through the dark bronze bell, the Taoist priest in the green robe saw the red paper umbrella and the stunningly beautiful face.

His arrogant face, which seemed to regard all things as straw dogs, was distorted.

The coldness and greed in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by an uncontrollable terror.

He took two steps back and his back slammed heavily against the inner wall of the bronze bell.

"You... how could it be you!" The Taoist in the green robe's voice completely changed.

He recognized the girl's identity and what the red paper umbrella represented.

Xia Tong turned her head, her gaze finally falling on the Taoist in the green robe as if in a gesture of charity.

She wrinkled her upturned nose, seemingly annoyed by the other person's noise.

Snapped.

She raised her free left hand, her slender, fair fingers snapping casually.

It was just a simple snap of the fingers...

The Xuanhuang Bell, which was said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from someone above the Legendary Realm and was adorned with Xuanhuang Qi, looked like a sandcastle piled up on a beach.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the bronze bell, followed by a loud "crash".

The indestructible magic weapon was instantly transformed into countless fine metal powders, which were scattered completely by the wind.

"ah--!"

With his natal magic weapon destroyed, the Taoist in the green robe tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't even have the courage to look at Xia Tong twice.

He slapped his chest with both hands, and the primordial essence he had cultivated for thousands of years burned like it was free.

His entire body transformed into a thick streak of blood-red light, rushing headlong into the spatial rift in the sky without looking back.

escape.

Escape at all costs.

As for the myriad refinings of the body and the earth-shattering opportunity, he completely forgot about them the moment he saw the red paper umbrella.

It's already a miracle that I survived.

Xia Tong raised an eyebrow as she watched the streak of blood flee in panic.

"You ran pretty fast. That Blood Burning Escape Technique is quite skillful."

She was too lazy to pursue them.

The petals closed up.

Xia Tong floated down to the ground.

Bare feet tread on the bloody mud, yet remain unstained.

He walked up to Lin Bai and squatted down.

The veins on the back of Lin Bai's hand throbbed incessantly as he stared intently at the girl who was so close to him.

He was on guard, while also quickly thinking about how to respond.

The strength that the Taoist in the green robe had just displayed was already difficult for him to handle, and the girl in front of him who had scared him away so easily was an immeasurable monster.

Xia Tong smiled when she saw Lin Bai's tense expression.

She leaned in close to Lin Bai's ear, the cool fragrance filling his nostrils.

"Don't be so nervous."

She extended her slender white fingers and tapped Lin Bai's shoulder, her tone ambiguous yet carrying a chilling eeriness.

"At present, we are far from being enemies."

"Get stronger quickly."

Xia Tong stood up, twirled the umbrella handle, and red petals once again danced around her skirt.

"After all, you don't have much time left."

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