All of France: Summoners of the Rift, establish the Glory Hunters' Guild

Chen Qing paused, then shouted at Zhao Manyan, "Old Zhao, stop cowering like a coward! Quickly take out all your magical artifacts!"

Zhao Manyan naturally heard the sounds of battle outside. Upon hearing Chen Qing's shout, he hurriedly pulled out a bunch of glittering gold ornaments from his pocket.

"Next, without binding to the soul, it can be used simply by injecting spiritual energy!"

As he spoke, he tossed the ornaments in his hand to the four people.

Chen Qing casually took a ring, and his spiritual power erupted from between his eyebrows, instantly flowing into the ring.

The mysterious patterns on the gold ring suddenly lit up with a silver light, followed by a burst of fiery red beam that pierced through the chest of a fish-headed monster in front of it, creating a large hole in its chest.

The others also obtained magical tools and launched fatal attacks on the buried and bound demons.

With the help of both inside and outside forces, the group of slave-level demons was completely wiped out in no time, and all around them had turned into ruins.

The trees were charred, the earth was frozen, and the corpses of demons lay scattered on the ground, the thick stench of blood filling everyone's nostrils.

Chen Qing let out a long sigh of relief; the excessive consumption of magical energy and mental power had left his forehead covered in sweat.

Suddenly, a cool little hand touched his forehead and gently wiped away his sweat.

Chen Qing looked down and saw Ai Tutu looking at him with eyes full of heartache and guilt.

"I'm...I'm sorry, I might really be a burden."

Her voice was very soft, and there was even a hint of a sob in her tone.

Chen Qing blinked, reached out and patted her bottom, and said with a smile, "Since you admit that you are a burden, then come back with me and be a good bed warmer. Maybe one day I will be happy and agree to let you serve me in bed and become my concubine, dangdang."

Ai Tutu burst out laughing, her pretty face turning rosy. "Who wants to be your concubine, you scoundrel!"

"Alright, alright, hurry up and get down, I'm exhausted." Chen Qing patted his hands again. He hadn't had time to feel the effects of the battle, but now that he was really getting into it, his blood was almost boiling.

"I...I have weak legs, I have no strength."

Ai Tutu blushed. Although she hadn't exerted much effort, she had completely used up her magical energy. In addition, she had been frightened, and her legs were still trembling.

Chen Qing was in a bad mood, but an eighteen-year-old's body is not something you can control. Before he could say anything, Ai Tutu frowned.

"Chen Qing, what's that in your pocket? It's so cumbersome."

Ai Tutu reached out and touched it, then froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Her fair and rosy face turned bright red in half a second, like a monkey's bottom.

"You..." Ai Tutu glanced at Chen Qing shyly, then buried her head in his chest.

"Are you alright? Why didn't you call for help?" The mages who came to the rescue were also the examiners for this event. They looked at Lin Tao and asked.

Upon hearing the question, Lin Tao's face immediately darkened, and he took out the walkie-talkie that did not contain the magic crystal.

Everyone frowned slightly upon seeing this.

"It's not that I didn't want to call for help, it's that this walkie-talkie is completely unusable!" Lin Tao angrily slammed the walkie-talkie to the ground. This thing almost cost him his life!

"This..." One of them hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Could it be that the logistics department didn't do a proper check before coming?"

"Impossible. The logistics department re-inspects the equipment every day. This shouldn't happen."

"Perhaps we really have been negligent this time."

"..."

As Chen Qing listened to their conversation, his eyes narrowed slightly. This whole affair was suspicious, and he couldn't believe the nonsense that the logistics department had neglected their duties and failed to inspect the equipment.

It's highly likely that someone is sabotaging things behind the scenes, but Chen Qing has no idea who the target is. After all, none of them are ordinary people, and who knows who the mastermind is targeting?

But no matter who tries to target them, Chen Qing will retaliate with swift and decisive action.

……

Because their magic energy was depleted and they were physically and mentally exhausted, they chose to withdraw from the competition early.

The moment Chen Qing left the island, he took out his phone and told Leng Qing what had just happened.

Based on his intuition from years of trial experience, the latter also realized that there might be something fishy going on.

"Xiao Qing, I'll let you know when the results of this matter are in." Leng Qing's tone was calm, without any unnecessary formalities, and she hung up the phone directly.

Chen Qing put away her phone, looked at the large rabbit still hanging in front of her, and said helplessly, "Aitutu, is your leg still not healed?"

Ai Tutu peeked out from his arms, looked around and saw that there were only Mu Nujiao and Zhao Manyan around. She shifted her bottom to feel around before getting off him.

Chen Qing's face darkened.

Ai Tutu seemed to realize that her actions just now were somewhat inappropriate. She blushed, glanced at him, and then quickly ran to Mu Nujiao's side.

"Sister Mu, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Mu Nujiao's face was slightly pale, a sign of weakness due to excessive consumption of magical energy.

Looking at Ai Tutu's concerned expression, she forced a smile, making her look rather pitiful.

"Sit down and rest to recover your magical energy. The cruise ship will probably not return to Anjie until the assessment is over."

After Chen Qing finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began meditating to recover his demonic energy.

Zhao Manyan shook his head. "I can't. I can't stand the smell. I need to take a shower first."

Mu Nujiao, like Chen Qing, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate and recover.

Ai Tutu had been attached to Chen Qing the whole way and had already recovered somewhat. Seeing that Mu Nujiao and Chen Qing were both meditating, she suddenly felt a bit bored.

Then she remembered the strange feeling when she was hanging on Chen Qing earlier, and blushed as she reached out to touch it.

Chen Qing, who was meditating, twitched his ears slightly and almost broke his meditation.

……

Time passed second by second, and when Chen Qing opened his eyes again, in addition to Mu Nujiao, Ai Tutu and Zhao Manyan, there was another figure in front of him.

She stood by the window, the sea breeze blowing her orange-brown hair. Her tight yellow and black leather skirt barely covered her thighs, and her long, shapely calves were encased in black knee-high leather boots, making her look both cool and stylish, yet still sweet and cute.

"Xiaoman, what brings you here?" Chen Qing exclaimed in surprise.

Ji Xiaoman turned around and looked at him with a slight smile.

"Leng Qing sent a message to Sister Mulan, saying that you encountered some problems here, and then Sister Mulan asked me to come."

"Then... what about Mulan?" Chen Qing swallowed hard and asked.

"Hehe, I'm getting the washboard ready at home." Ji Xiaoman chuckled, her face full of playfulness.