He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

"It's all done!"

"We'll be going now!"

Without any hesitation, Wen Sheng Shi Qianjun waved his hand again as soon as he finished speaking.

The space rippled slightly, and several figures vanished from their original spots in an instant.

They came quickly and left even faster, as if they had never existed.

However, in the instant they disappeared, several telepathic messages accurately entered Lu Chen's mind:

"Boy, not bad, you actually 'killed' my phantom on the Tower of Babel."

The God of War, Xuanyuan Xingtian, spoke with a hearty laugh, but then his voice turned to a warning.

"However, you'd better be careful, some old fogies might have their eyes on you..."

This abrupt and unsubstantiated warning sent a chill down Lu Chen's spine.

This was followed by Zhuge Jing's clear, cool, and concise voice:

"My name is Zhuge Jing. You may visit the Zhuge family at any time if you need anything."

This was her expression of goodwill on behalf of the Zhuge family.

"Hmph! You brat, you didn't even tell me about something this important right away!"

Xuan Yuanwu's resentful voice rang out.

"When I finally have some free time, I'm going to have a ten-day, ten-night battle with you, and fuck you to death!"

This seemingly perk-like "threat" made Lu Chen's lips twitch involuntarily.

Finally, it was Master Leng Shuang who sent the most brief but equally solemn message: "Lu Chen, thank you."

With this [permanent tag],

Her plans, which required risking her life to implement

Perhaps it can be done earlier.

"They've just been through a fierce battle..."

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a solemn expression appeared on her exquisite face.

She sensed something unusual in the lingering scents on the group.

"That's right, that aura is so strange, it's extremely repulsive."

Hua Xiyu nodded; she was very averse to this kind of negative atmosphere.

Lu Chen stood there, his brows slightly furrowed.

The warning from the God of War, Xuanyuan Xingtian, echoed repeatedly in his mind.

A disturbing suspicion gradually formed in his mind:

The Tower of Babel is probably not a simple place for trials.

The phantoms inside are either some kind of powerful imprint of rules,

It's highly likely that it's a battle imprint left by a true powerhouse like Lord Martial God, still retaining some of his consciousness!

My rampage has probably attracted the attention of some guys.

As for the female tyrant's "ten days and ten nights"...

Thinking of this, Lu Chen smiled slightly, and even felt a little expectant.

He endured seven days and seven nights, what about ten days and ten nights?

Bring it on!

This is a good opportunity to test my "endurance" after the breakthrough.

With the departure of the sage of literature, the transparent barriers around the villa area also disappeared.

Canglong and his companions cautiously peeked out, exchanged glances, and tiptoed slowly back towards Villa No. 7.

Until it was confirmed that all the terrifying aura had truly vanished,

Everyone finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

My body, which had been tense, completely relaxed.

"Boss! You're incredibly awesome! Even the Sage of Literature and the God of War came to see you personally!!"

Canglong was the first to rush to Lu Chen, his chubby face beaming with excitement, practically spitting out words.

"This is the supreme guardian of humanity! Even my ancestor of the Zang family would kneel down and pay homage before him!"

"Boss, I'm bowing down in complete submission!!"

Miao Tiaojun went even further, letting out a cheer and immediately kneeling down with a "plop."

Without hesitation, he lunged forward, grabbing Lu Chen's leg tightly with both hands, his chubby face tilted back, his eyes burning with fervor.

"From now on, I, Miao Tiao Jun, will wholeheartedly follow the boss!"

If the boss tells me to go east, I'll never go west; if the boss tells me to catch a dog, I'll never chase a chicken!

Xuanyuan Tai and Hua Zhanyue stood to the side, their gazes toward Lu Chen filled with admiration.

To be visited by legendary figures like the Sage of Literature and the God of War simultaneously...

Even if it's just a fleeting visit, it's still a great honor worthy of being recorded in the family history!

They felt honored to be able to work alongside such a person.

"Alright, alright, get up, everyone!"

Lu Chen looked at the slender, handsome man clinging to his leg with a fawning expression, feeling both annoyed and amused.

With a light lift of his leg, he skillfully sent the slender yet imposing figure flying.

"ah--!"

Miao Tiaojun exclaimed in surprise, drew an arc in the air, and landed precisely in Chunli's arms, who was standing not far away.

Chun-Li quickly opened her arms and caught her "handsome brother" steadily, her face full of heartache:

"Brother Jun, are you alright?"

"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright, boss went easy on me."

Miao Tiaojun jumped down from Chunli's arms, scratching his head and grinning foolishly.

"This is none of your business, hurry up and cultivate!"

Lu Chen ignored these few clowns and gave a brief instruction to everyone.

He then turned around, took Bibi Dong and the others' hands, and walked straight back into Villa No. 7.

Closing the door shut out the noise from outside.

In the living room, Lu Chen's expression turned serious again.

He looked at his wives and said in a deep voice:

"Just now, Wen Sheng and his group used four slots."

There are currently five permanent marker slots remaining.

How do you think we should allocate it?

"My lord, we don't need this for the time being."

Bibi Dong was the first to shake her head.

"My sisters and I are with you almost all the time."

Your domain has always encompassed us as well.

Even in the event of an emergency, you can revive us through the domain in the first instance.

This permanent marker is of little significance to us.

"The Pope is right."

Zhu Qingqing softly echoed, a gentle smile appearing on her usually cool face.

"We've always been by my husband's side, inseparable."

There's really no need to waste such a precious spot.

Perhaps... we can keep it and see who needs it more in the future?

Hua Xiyu had a special relationship with someone whose life had been intertwined with hers before.

Lu Chen has already bound himself to one.

She simply looked at him gently, offering no comment.

Lu Chen looked at them, feeling a warmth in his heart.

"All right."

He nodded and stopped insisting.

"Since none of you want them, we'll reserve these five spots for now, just in case."

……

at the same time.

In the depths of certain secret realms around the world, some ancient and powerful beings slowly opened their eyes.

Beneath the deep, icy trenches of the endless East Sea lies a magnificent dragon palace, covered in coral and seaweed, radiating a hazy glow.

A cold, arrogant female voice, seemingly carrying the chill of millennia, slowly echoed through the empty palace:

"Go to the human territory and inquire about a guy named 'Lu Chen'..."

I need to know everything about him…

From the shadows outside the palace, a blurry figure bowed: "Yes, Your Majesty..."

In the heart of a vast, ancient, and mysterious realm, where yellow sand stretches to the horizon, stands a colossal throne formed entirely of pure yellow sand.

On the throne, a blurry figure shrouded in a sandstorm issued a command as deep and thunderous as:

"Bring that Lu Chen to me..."

Below, several beings clad in sand-yellow armor, exuding an ancient aura, knelt on one knee: "We humbly obey the Lord's decree!"

Deep within the eerie and sinister realm of the dead, bones piled up like mountains, and ghostly green soul flames flickered.

On a throne made of countless skulls, a constantly twisting black shadow...

It emitted a chilling, eerie laugh:

"Hehehe, it's been a long time since I've been 'defeated'..."

Lu Chen...

interesting……

Things are getting interesting...

……