Start By Parsing The Sun

Early morning.

On the streets of Qinglin City, there is a bustling scene of cars and horses.

Cheng Han changed into ordinary clothes and was strolling on the street with Qian Qingqing.

Since returning to the Tai'an small spiritual realm, he has been busy with various important matters, and this is the first time he has leisurely strolled like this.

The young girl had a simple ponytail, wearing a printed short-sleeved shirt on top and a knee-length pleated skirt on the bottom, dressed like a girl next door.

Although she didn't wear any makeup, the girl next door was still beautiful to the point of being a bit excessive. The gazes of passersby were excellent evidence.

Cheng Han looked around and couldn't help but sigh, "The changes in Qinglin City are too big, completely different from a year ago."

Qian Qingqing's tone also carried a hint of emotion, "Indeed!"

The original Tai'an small spiritual realm was just a small rural place, but now it has transformed into the Tai'an small mysterious palace, with one large construction project after another.

In addition, the industrial chain of the Science Demon Industry has officially landed, and thousands of large and small factories have sprung up one after another, with hundreds of thousands of migrants pouring in.

Now Qinglin City is like crossing over ten years or more.

Cheng Han smiled and said, "When I was studying at No. 15 Middle School, I remember this street being quite spacious, but now it feels too crowded."

The young girl nodded and said, "There are too many speeding cars!"

The Tai'an small spiritual realm has built five large speeding car factories, with an annual output of an astonishing two million vehicles.

The craftsmen of the Science Demon Research Institute, knowing that this place is the hometown of their immediate superior, deliberately gave extremely preferential policies, almost selling at cost price.

Each speeding car is much cheaper than a feathered beast, and unlike a feathered beast, it doesn't require careful care, just refuel and it can run, so it is very popular among the common people.

This has led to an explosive growth of private speeding cars, and now the number of speeding cars in Qinglin City is no less than fifty thousand.

Along the way, groups of speeding cars can be seen everywhere.

And so on.

Cheng Han couldn't help but have a strange illusion of "returning to another time and encountering a large army of electric donkeys."

Qian Qingqing's beautiful eyes drifted over, "Without you, there would be no Qinglin City today."

She paused for a moment and her tone became stronger, "Many people in this city believe that the changes you have brought to Qinglin City have exceeded the past hundred years."

Cheng Han modestly said, "Times always change."

He chuckled inwardly, "For a time traveler, this is the best footprint, right?"

Cheng Han looked at the rolling traffic and changed the topic, "This road is too narrow. If it were widened by twice, the traffic would improve a lot."

In just a few hundred meters, he had already seen three or four traffic jams.

This would have been impossible a year ago.

The young girl blinked her beautiful eyes, "If that's the case, all the shops on both sides would have to be demolished, and the underground pipes would have to be renovated."

Cheng Han neither agreed nor disagreed.

Demolish? Maybe not!

As he strolled, he lightly shook his fingers a few times.

A few dim green dots quickly floated down from his fingertips and blinked into the stone slabs on the sidewalk.

*

Thousands of kilometers away.

Zhuo'an small spiritual realm, Baoqing City.

Arthur, the former Speaker of the Destruction Mission, dressed as an ordinary worker, was striding across a narrow intersection.

"Drip! Drip!"

The sharp sound of a car horn suddenly came from not far away.

Arthur instinctively turned his head and immediately saw a speeding car racing towards him at a speed faster than a flying beast.

A well-dressed young man sat astride the speeding car, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

In his eyes, there was a clear sense of arrogance.

In that instant, Arthur read a sentence from it: "You poor bastard, get out of my way!"

The former Speaker couldn't help but clench his fist, feeling a strong urge to turn this guy into a sacrifice.

But in the end, Arthur quickly stepped back a few steps and made way for the road.

"Buzz!"

With the vibration of the engine, the speeding car whizzed by.

Arthur watched the young man's figure recede into the distance and muttered, "If it weren't for the urgency of my master's mission, I would definitely break your limbs and make you bite off your fifth limb with your mouth."

Just then, another roar of an engine came from above.

The former Speaker looked up at the sky and saw three fighter jets swiftly passing through the sky, involuntarily feeling a sense of confusion.

In the past hundred years, almost all the small spirit realms had remained unchanged. How could so many strange things suddenly appear in just one year?

How did the world change so fast?

Before long, Arthur turned into a street and pretended to be a passerby, quickly scanning a grocery store.

According to the recent information he had obtained from his secret sources, this store called "Ping An" was suspected to have been visited by high-ranking members of the Prayer Society.

The mysterious person wanted to deal with the Blood Skull Archbishop, who was responsible for this area and also a Xuan Du-level powerhouse. How could the former Speaker dare to be negligent?

Arthur walked straight past the store and lightly touched a strange mark in his spiritual sea with his mind.

"Buzz!"

A virtual buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

In the next instant, a thin black string, seemingly constructed of countless spirit runes, appeared abruptly in front of him.

Arthur glanced at it and felt a strong sense of awe in his heart.

He had no idea when this thing had appeared in his spiritual sea. He had also tried various methods to try to erase this mark.

Every time he tried, the mark seemed to be shattered, but after a few hours, it would reappear in his spiritual sea in an incomprehensible way.

This was a very strange thing.

Arthur had no doubt that the mysterious person's understanding of the soul and the spiritual sea far surpassed his own.

Xuan Du!

The other party was definitely a powerful Xuan Du!

This terrifying fact made this Xuan Shi powerhouse even more fearful of the mysterious person, and he didn't dare to disobey the other's orders at all.

Arthur took a deep breath and respectfully said, "Master, I have arrived near the target. Tonight, I will begin to investigate the target."

"Buzz!"

The sound of a vibrating string rang out.

A pitch-black shadow, completely indiscernible, suddenly appeared in front.

Mysterious person!

This inconspicuous surveillance method is truly terrifying!

Arthur could only feel his heart tighten, his eyes unable to meet the other's gaze.

The shadow flickered, and a faint voice came out: "You seem to have come to the right place. I just caught a whiff of the foul stench of a snake."

As soon as the words fell, the shadow dissipated and disappeared.

Arthur's footsteps paused imperceptibly.

He appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, a storm was raging in his heart.

A snake?

My goodness!

Could it be the Snake God?

What exactly is the master planning?

*

Tai'an Xiaolingjing.

Qinglin City.

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth curled up slightly.

Not bad!

Finally found a clue about the Prayer Society!

He increasingly felt that sparing Arthur's life last time and treating him like a lapdog was indeed a very wise decision.

Having spent hundreds of years in the organization of the Divine Beings, Arthur was too familiar with the various tricks of the Divine Being believers.

This guy has been running around various small spirit realms for a while, and based on some clues, he actually found a crucial lead.

If it were the Underworld making a move, there would definitely not be such efficiency.

Beside him.

Qian Qingqing glanced at Cheng Han curiously and asked, "What are you thinking? You seem so happy."

Cheng Han did not deny it. "Hmm!"

He was about to explain when suddenly he heard a loud buzzing sound.

"Buzz!"

A young man in his twenties, driving a speeding car, came rushing towards them, almost reaching the design speed limit.

Young people like him love speeding cars the most and always enjoy driving them at high speeds.

At this moment.

This guy happened to catch sight of Qian Qingqing's beautiful figure.

He stared blankly at the young girl, momentarily distracted, and ended up crashing into the green belt, falling off the car.

"Buzz!"

The speeding car, however, passed through the green belt and continued driving forward.

This melodramatic scene made Cheng Han's mouth twitch.

Scenes that only happened in novels, for the first time happening right beside him, inevitably gave him a strange feeling.

Qian Qingqing muttered, "How annoying," and immediately raised her fair and delicate hand, lightly waving it towards her own pretty face.

The strange gazes that were shooting over from nearby immediately disappeared.

When other passersby saw the little girl again, they would subconsciously ignore her, let alone pay attention to what she looked like.

This was undoubtedly a small technique of mental suggestion.

Cheng Han was a little surprised, "When did you learn this trick?"

The little girl had already condensed the source of her senses and began formal training in the Nine Elements Strong Body Technique, but this set of martial arts did not have such methods.

Qian Qingqing smiled and said, "A few times when I went out, I vaguely felt like there was a cat crouching on the roof, but I couldn't see it with my eyes."

"Later, when I encountered this situation again, I suddenly had a thought in my mind, and then I understood this mental technique."

She glanced at Cheng Han, "It seems like this cat carries your aura. It should be the messenger who used to deliver letters to you, right?"

Cheng Han was secretly surprised, but he lightly responded with a "Hmm."

There was a soul connection between the black cat and him, allowing it to use the power of the true secret. Even a profound master would not be able to perceive its existence.

But the little girl was able to generate a slight sense, indicating that the effect of the imprint of the Valkyrie was extraordinary.

Or rather, Qian Qingqing was particularly compatible with this magical imprint.

Because the imprint of the Valkyrie required persistent and arduous training in order to gradually obtain powerful strength beyond imagination.

And the fact that the little girl had achieved this step proved that she had put in tremendous effort.

Cheng Han instantly guessed Qian Qingqing's process of understanding.

Every time she sensed the presence of the black cat, there would be a slight change in the imprint of the Valkyrie in her spiritual sea.

To some extent, this was the imprint spontaneously seeking a way to break through, and it was also the greatest function of this imprint.

When the changes accumulated to a certain degree and the little girl's mental state happened to match the imprint of the Valkyrie, this kind of almost "enlightenment" would occur.

In short,

This can be considered as the mutual achievement between a person and the imprint.

Qian Qingqing returned to the original topic, "What were you happy about just now?"

Cheng Han responded with a question, "Are you interested in seeing a little magic trick?"

Yesterday, the second-level Lingmiao Wansen Xuan imprint had a huge improvement, and he had developed a small technique. Now he wanted to show it off.

The little girl listened with a bit of confusion but still nodded, "Of course!"

Cheng Han smiled and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

The next second,

"Boom! Boom!"

Only a series of muffled sounds were heard.

The ground suddenly shook violently.

Not just the position where the two of them were standing, but the entire street, with a length of no less than 800 meters.

Just not far away,

The young man who had just rushed into the green belt was just getting up from the ground, only to be shaken and fall down again.

(End of this chapter)