Under One Person: I can manipulate magnetic fields!

Zhang Chulan's pupils contracted slightly; he dared not be careless.

Thunder magic is extremely taxing on the mind and body, and the continuous use of it had already made his meridians numb. Now, facing the opponent's desperate attack, he dared not hold back in the slightest.

"Thunder VIP membership!"

Zhang Chulan let out a strange cry, and his whole body burst into bright lightning. Pure white arcs of electricity wrapped around his body. His speed reached its peak, and his figure transformed into a straight line of lightning. He neither dodged nor retreated, and charged head-on into the sky full of fire crows!

Chapter 675 Father and Daughter Reunite! (Part 2)

A thunderous roar ripped through the streets and alleys!

Zhang Chulan was enveloped in blindingly bright white lightning, his entire being like a drawn lightning blade, carrying an immense and powerful yang energy, crashing straight into the golden fire crow that was burning the sky and devouring the earth. The upgraded version of Xunlei VIP completely drained the remaining energy from his body, his hair standing on end, making him look somewhat comical.

"Damn it, I'm going all out today!"

"Little white worm!"

Zhang Chulan shouted, and the countless tiny electric sparks suddenly gathered and condensed. The originally entwined and wandering electric snakes instantly expanded and swelled, transforming into a thick, several-zhang-long, pure white lightning snake with distinct scales and claws, and deafening thunder. It collided head-on with the forbidden technique Fire Crow activated by Amakusa Unsai, which was fueled by burning his life force.

The two extreme forces, one golden and one white, collided violently, creating waves of air.

The scorching flames and white arcs of electricity annihilated and neutralized each other, causing the bluestone slabs on the ground to crack with dense spiderweb-like patterns, and rubble and debris flew everywhere.

Amakusa Unsai frowned, the excruciating pain from the reverse flow of his essence and blood sweeping through his body, every meridian feeling as if it were being scorched by flames. He gritted his teeth and mustered his last bit of strength, his fire crow claws fiercely tearing through layers of electric arcs, just as he was about to reach Zhang Chulan's figure, a cold blade of light suddenly burst out from the gap in the flames.

Suddenly, Feng Baobao, who looked somewhat dazed and cute, appeared as if she were walking on fire like a ghost.

She neither dodged nor evaded, her movements as swift as a ghost. Tiny, sharp blades of fire grazed her thighs and slender waist, yet failed to harm a single detail of her clothing. The gleaming cleavers in her hands flashed with a cold light, giving her a surprisingly chivalrous air!

"Old man pushing a cart!"

Feng Baobao also shouted, without any ripples, but her speed was as fast as lightning. Her extremely refined Qi completely locked down the core fire of the fire crow. With each slash of her blade, the resentful fire was cut down by Feng Baobao as quickly as Wensi tofu.

"What?! How is this possible?"

Amakusa Unsai was dumbfounded.

How could this strange Chinese girl possess such strength?

His forbidden technique, Burning Life Strike, had already surpassed the limits of normal magic, yet Feng Baobao could actually cut his resentful fire with a kitchen knife—that's just too outrageous.

Moreover, this woman didn't care about any particular moves. Her seemingly casual moves were all aimed precisely at the weaknesses of the flames of resentment, forcefully disrupting their flow.

The fire crow's form suddenly became disordered and distorted, and the golden flames around its body rapidly dimmed.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan focused his mind and unleashed the last of his Yang Five Thunderbolts. Yang Five Thunderbolts were inherently capable of suppressing all evil and resentment; now, erupting at full power, pure white arcs of electricity instantly engulfed everything before him.

Crack!

The ear-piercing explosions continued incessantly, the golden flames of resentment were completely extinguished by the electric arcs, and the layers of alchemical shields shattered into countless points of light.

"idiot!"

Amakusa Unsai's Qi meridians instantly ruptured, his essence and blood backfired on his internal organs, and a mouthful of scalding golden blood mist suddenly sprayed out. As if all his strength had been drained, his body stiffened and he hung in mid-air. The frustration and unwillingness in his eyes quickly faded, leaving only extreme dejection and helplessness.

In an instant, he crashed heavily to the ground, his body completely exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to lift his hand and could only slump on the broken bluestone slab, panting heavily. All the magical cultivation he had painstakingly cultivated over many years was completely destroyed.

At this moment, the tense atmosphere in the air slowly dissipated, leaving only dust and debris floating in the air.

"With the Celestial Master's Mansion's thunder magic being unparalleled in the world, coupled with Miss Bao'er's unbeatable physical skills, this Japanese ninja's defeat was not unjustified."

Ding Shian said calmly.

It must be said that Zhang Chulan's Yang Wu Lei is indeed impressive.

He had heard that Zhang Chulan had a ten-year hiatus, which meant that Zhang Chulan's talent wasn't bad.

Zhang Chulan withdrew Yang Wulei, rubbed his numb wrist, and smiled smugly: "Done! Sister Bao'er, our teamwork is unmatched."

Feng Baobao casually flicked the shavings off the cleaver and nodded expressionlessly: "He's alright, he can't take a beating."

"Feng Baobao's life-saving skills are not bad either, and..."

Chen Yuan sized up Feng Baobao.

This girl is definitely the product of the fusion of the Eight Extraordinary Skills. He sensed the essence of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief from Feng Baobao.

With the ambush resolved, the tense atmosphere completely relaxed. Zhang Chulan's stomach rumbled at just the right moment. He rubbed his lower abdomen and chuckled dryly, "Senior Chen, I'm starving after the fight. Speaking of which, we're in Hangzhou now, shouldn't we try some local specialties? I've heard so much about West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Baobao's eyes flickered slightly, and she unusually took the initiative to agree: "Eating fish is fine."

She was also a little hungry.

"Yes, senior, we also need to eat something to fill our stomachs."

After all that commotion, Ding Shian was also looking forward to having something good to eat.

"Then let's go to Lou Wai Lou and give it a try."

Chen Yuan shrugged, a playful smile flashing across his lips.

Soon, they arrived at Lou Wai Lou.

The window seat offered a perfect view of the shimmering waters of West Lake. Soon after, a plate of West Lake Vinegar Fish, its vibrant red color and sweet and sour flavor perfectly complementing the dish, was served.

Zhang Chulan couldn't wait to pick up a piece of food with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chew. The next second, his face froze and the smile on his lips disappeared completely.

A muddy, earthy taste filled his mouth, and he almost cursed.

This stuff tastes awful.

How can there be such terrible food in the world?

"vomit!"

Feng Baobao also vomited instantly.

It tastes awful!

"Forehead……"

Ding Shian chewed a few times, his face showing difficulty. He slowly spat the contents of his mouth into the bone dish, revealing a rare, genuine speechlessness.

Having traveled the world for decades, tasting all kinds of delicacies, from the finest to the most mundane, he had never tasted such a jarringly disjointed dish. The sweet and sour sauce was thick and greasy, clinging tightly to the fish, yet unable to mask the raw, earthy taste that assaulted his tongue. The meat was mushy and dry, utterly devoid of any freshness, leaving only a strange and unpleasant aftertaste.

"It lives up to its reputation." Ding Shian picked up a cup of tea and took a big gulp to wash away the strange taste in his mouth. He shook his head helplessly. "Everyone says that West Lake Vinegar Fish is the best dish in Hangzhou. After tasting it today, I can say that it is truly overrated."

Zhang Chulan shoveled at the fish on the plate with his chopsticks, scattering it everywhere. His face was full of despair, and he couldn't hold back his complaints: "I really will thank you! I came with high expectations, thinking it would be some divine dish, but this is it? This earthy smell is even more pungent than the resentful fire from Amakusa Unzai earlier!"

"I was exhausted after the fight, and I wanted to eat something good to replenish my energy, but I ended up making myself depressed." He sighed with a bitter face, "If anyone says that West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce is delicious, I'll argue with them. This stuff is just a rip-off for tourists!"

Feng Baobao frowned, picked up her teacup and gulped down more than half of it, but still couldn't suppress the strange taste lingering in her mouth. She simply picked up her chopsticks and pushed the whole plate of fish away from the table, her movements decisive and disgusted.

"It's neither sweet nor fresh, it tastes earthy, and it's awful." She was concise and to the point, her words straightforward and without any euphemisms. "It's not as good as boiled fish from the street, not as good as barbecue, and not as good as white rice."

The three of them took turns complaining and frantically avoiding the pitfalls, creating a completely unified scene. Only Chen Yuan remained calm and composed, slowly picking up fish and chewing slowly.

The entire table turned around instantly, three pairs of eyes staring intently at him, their expressions filled with absurdity and confusion.

Zhang Chulan was the first to attack, his face full of disbelief: "Senior Chen! Are you serious? You actually ate this stuff? Did your sense of taste malfunction when you were breaking the formation?"

Chen Yuan swallowed the fish in his mouth, raised his eyes and smiled faintly, his expression calm: "It's not that exaggerated. It's sweet and sour and refreshing, with a light taste. It's just that the earthy taste is a bit strong. It's just a local specialty to try."

Of course, he actually thought it tasted bad, but he was probably just pretending in front of a few people.

"This is considered making do?" Zhang Chulan's pupils dilated in shock. "Is this the kind of thing you can make do with? I'd rather fight Amakusa Unsai for another three hundred rounds than eat another bite of this fish!"

Ding Shian chuckled and shook his head: "It really is a matter of personal taste. This flavor is really hard to compliment."

Feng Baobao stared at Chen Yuan for two seconds and silently concluded: "You have weird tastes."

Chen Yuan smiled as he finished the last bite of fish, then put down his chopsticks: "Cough cough, if it tastes bad, then don't eat it. There's no need to get upset over a dish. Now that I'm full, it's good to digest."

On the other side, Lingyin Temple.

Wugensheng was talking with Gu Jiting and others.

He was also very curious about what his daughter, who had traveled from the future to the Republic of China, looked like.

"Sect Leader!"

Mei Jinfeng, who was standing to the side, was also muttering something.

She was actually quite curious about Feng Baobao.

"I wonder what the sect leader's daughter looks like, and Zhang Huaiyi's grandson..."

Xia Liuqing also snorted.

"Sect Leader, is the daughter you mentioned from the future truly without any flaws in inheriting your bloodline? Does she share your free-spirited and insightful nature, or does she resemble someone else entirely?"

Mei Jinfeng was somewhat curious.

She secretly harbored feelings for Wugensheng.

"And what about Zhang Huaiyi's grandson? That big-eared scoundrel is so cautious. What kind of character will his descendant have?"

Xia Liuqing pouted.

He felt somewhat displeased when he recalled Chen Yuan's words.

After all, this guy said he'd be a virgin in the future.

Zhang Huaiyi, that big-eared scoundrel, actually has a grandson.

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.

It has to be said that some things are truly destined.

But there's nothing we can do about his feelings for Jin Feng.

"Yes, I'm curious too! The grandson of that big-eared thief, and my daughter..."

Wugensheng smiled slightly.

It must be said that he was also looking forward to seeing his daughter.

At this time, Lingyin Temple.

Chen Yuan and his companions were climbing the steps when the ancient temple gate gradually came into view. Red walls and flying eaves were hidden among the ancient trees, incense smoke curled, tourists came and went, and the sound of chanting could be faintly heard. Passing through the gate at the foot of Feilai Peak, they entered Lingyin Temple. The halls were majestic, the ancient cypress trees reached the sky, and the smoke from the incense burners rose slowly.

"The incense at Lingyin Temple is quite good."

Zhang Chulan scratched his head.

Avoiding the bustling pilgrims, the group walked along the corridor towards a quieter area in the back courtyard. The further they went, the fewer tourists there were, and the noise gradually faded away, leaving only the rustling of leaves in the wind.