Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

Lin Ran gestured towards the open space outside the courtyard: "Shall we go out and demonstrate?"

"Okay." Lin Zhiwan nodded, got up and walked out of the villa, standing in the center of the courtyard.

The morning light fell on her, and spiritual energy slowly flowed from her fingertips.

She raised her hand and made a hand seal, and with a flick of her fingertips, a soybean landed steadily on the ground.

hum!

The soybeans were enveloped in rich wood-elemental spiritual energy, causing them to swell in the wind, sprout, condense, and take shape in an instant.

A standard-issue golden-armored warrior stood in the courtyard, his armor gleaming, his posture upright, looking no different from any other summoned creature.

Lin Ran stared intently, quietly counting the time.

Three seconds passed in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

A deafening explosion rang out, and golden flames instantly swept in all directions.

The hard courtyard ground was shaken so badly that pebbles flew everywhere, and fine gold dust filled the air.

The once imposing golden-armored warrior was instantly blown to bits.

A wave of heat hit him, causing the hem of Lin Ran's clothes to flutter slightly.

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow slightly, and a new idea instantly came to mind.

"If that's the case, then it seems like I could do it too!"

Lin Zhiwan's fire-type talent counters the wood-type, and the spiritual energy structure of the summoned golden-armored warrior is extremely unstable, which is why it triggers the self-destruct effect.

If he deliberately infuses the golden-armored warrior with pure fire-elemental spiritual power, he will surely be able to replicate the same type of self-destructing soldier.

The potential for transformation from beans into soldiers was far greater than he had imagined.

Since there are self-destructing units, can we also derive different unit types based on the elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth?

In my spare time, I can test it out properly and refine the upper limit of my spells.

However, the battle to close in on the sea is imminent and cannot be delayed in the slightest.

"This isn't a failure. When your cultivation level increases, controlling the Golden Armor Warrior to self-destruct will also cause considerable damage."

Lin Ran looked at Lin Zhiwan beside him and said seriously, "A normal golden-armored warrior is more defensive, while yours is more offensive. Each has its advantages and disadvantages."

"Hehe." Lin Zhiwan chuckled lightly, "No need to comfort me, anyway, this wasn't my ambition to do this in the first place."

Lin Ran shook his head: "I'm not trying to comfort you. If Lin Zhiyao knew, she might even envy you!"

"Didn't Yao Yao learn it?" A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Zhiwan's eyes.

"No, she learned it too, but..." Lin Ran's lips curled into a playful smile: "The effects of the spells she used were truly remarkable."

Lin Zhiwan immediately became interested: "Is it even more exaggerated than mine?"

"You can have her demonstrate it to you later."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than crisp footsteps echoed from the stairwell.

Lin Zhiyao walked downstairs with her hands on her hips, her little face showing a hint of arrogance.

Are you talking badly about me?

Lin Ran smiled knowingly: "It's because my older sister is very interested in your 'casting beans into soldiers' trick. I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first. You two chat."

Having said that, he rose into the air, transforming into a streak of light that shot straight into the sky.

Lin Zhiwan quickly raised her hand and called out, "You haven't had breakfast yet!"

A distant reply came from high above: "Things are a bit urgent, I won't eat."

The morning breeze whistled, and the air currents rushed past my ears.

Lin Ran sped through the air, determined his location, and headed straight for Jiangcheng International Airport.

According to information provided by Liu Hanyan, this morning, the escort team from Sakura Country will depart from Jiangcheng Airport, board a dedicated aircraft, and escort Tanaka Yusuke back to his country.

His plan was to lie in wait at the airport and discreetly follow them.

After the aircraft leaves the airspace under China's jurisdiction, he will transform into Chen Changsheng to intercept and kill it.

In mid-air, a faint light flashed at Lin Ran's fingertips, and his expression rapidly changed.

His handsome features became ordinary, his body shape was slightly adjusted, and his temperament returned to mediocrity.

Dressed in simple casual attire, he blended into the crowd of people hurrying along, without standing out in any way.

Upon landing at the airport, the place was bustling with activity, with passengers coming and going and announcements coming in all directions.

Lin Ran walked with ease, blending into the crowd, his gaze casually sweeping over the airport's VIP passage.

Shortly afterward, a team of law enforcement officers in standard uniforms arrived in formation.

In the center of the group, Yusuke Tanaka walked languidly, his expression relaxed, showing no signs of the restraint one would expect from a prisoner.

The special procedures of cross-border extradition allowed him to temporarily remove all his shackles and constraints.

Lin Ran's lips curled up slightly: "Here you are."

The group successfully passed through the exclusive security checkpoint and boarded their dedicated high-altitude aircraft.

The hatch closed, and the aircraft slowly glided and lifted, breaking through the clouds and flying towards the sea.

Lin Ran took off unhurriedly, maintaining a safe distance of several thousand meters, and followed far behind.

He concealed himself completely throughout, with no fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, and disappeared into the high-altitude clouds.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the sea below completely transformed from inland lake water into the azure open sea.

The sea breeze was biting, and the clouds were thin; we had already entered the waters controlled by the Sakura Kingdom.

Lin Ran no longer concealed his presence; his appearance instantly changed, reverting to Chen Changsheng's.

His white robes fluttered in the wind, his posture was as upright as a pine tree, and a chilling killing intent suddenly emanated from his body.

He suddenly accelerated, the sound of air being torn apart was deafening, and in a flash, he was ahead of the aircraft and blocked its path.

With a flash of cold light, the Jinghong Sword was drawn from its sheath, its blade firmly locking onto the aircraft's fuselage.

hum!

A piercing sound of spiritual energy trembling echoed through the sky.

The high-speed aircraft came to an abrupt stop, its fuselage shuddered violently, and the roar of its engines was abruptly cut off.

Inside the cabin, seats were sliding, objects were overturned, and there was complete chaos.

Yusuke Tanaka was leaning back on the leather sofa, enjoying the massage service from the flight attendants.

The sudden stop caused him to lean forward, and the languidness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a feverish excitement.

He rushed to the cockpit and, through the porthole, spotted a white-clad figure standing high in the sky.

"It's Chen Changsheng! He really came!"

Lin Ran spoke in a cold voice, which penetrated the cabin and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Listen up, you people inside! You are surrounded. Hand over Tanaka Yusuke now, and I might spare your lives!"

Yusuke Tanaka reached for the loudspeaker in the cabin, threw his head back, and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha... Chen Changsheng, you're dead!"

"They couldn't even see such an obvious trap; they deserved to die!"

Lin Ran tightened his grip on the sword slightly, causing the blade to gleam with a sudden burst of cold light.

"It seems you haven't received a fair punishment after all; in that case, I have no choice but to uphold justice!"

He slowly raised the longsword in his hand, and pure spiritual energy flowed wildly into the blade, ready to be unleashed.

Just as the sword intent was about to erupt, two sharp streams of air broke through the air from both sides of the sea.

The clouds tore apart on the left, revealing Wang Qingfeng dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, exuding a fierce aura, followed closely by several members of the Wang family.

On the right, the sea rises into the air, and Miyamoto Kojiro, dressed in a samurai robe, draws his long sword half an inch from its sheath, its cold gleam intimidating.

A group of Japanese samurai stood around him, their breaths taut and their killing intent overwhelming.

The two forces instantly surrounded Lin Ran, completely cutting off all his escape routes.

Wang Qingfeng's gaze was icy, and he spoke in a deep voice: "Chen Changsheng, this time, you won't escape!"

Lin Ran glanced at the other person, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Wang Qingfeng, right? Does anyone in the Chinese military know about your collusion with Japan? I'm quite curious, how could someone like you hold such an important position in the Chinese military?"

"Don't make false accusations!" Wang Qingfeng frowned and retorted sharply, "I'm here for only one reason: to arrest you!"

"Really? What a coincidence." Lin Ran turned to look at Miyamoto Kojiro on his right. "What do you think, Miyamoto the Sword Saint?"

"It's been many days since we last met, but Mr. Chen's demeanor remains as impressive as ever." Miyamoto Kojiro slowly drew his long sword from his waist, releasing a surge of powerful spiritual energy.

"I have no connection with Mr. Wang before, and our meeting here today is all because of Mr. Chen."

Lin Ran feigned disdain: "You two are in cahoots, of course you'll defend him. I don't believe it anyway."

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Kojiro paused slightly, and that familiar feeling of tightness in his chest returned to his heart.

He took a deep breath and spoke again: "Whether Mr. Chen believes it or not is unimportant; in any case, Mr. Chen must stay today!"