novelsite Chapter 678 The Homeowners with Their Own Thoughts (Part 2)
Chapter 678 The Homeowners with Their Own Thoughts (Part 2)
War Zone 59, Outer Ring Road, Courtyard No. 5995.
Inside the floating pavilion high above the ground, the owner, Ying Junlin, gently swirled the teacup in his hand, his golden vertical pupils fixed on the screen projected on his personal terminal.
Xie Nishang (the plant spirit of the Wisdom Tree) and Qin Wu'an (the android with an iron shovel) stood on either side of Ying Junlin, their expressions equally solemn.
“My lord, according to the latest intelligence, several war courtyards have taken action after the Redemption Path incident.”
Qin Wu'an reported methodically, his gaze towards the homeowners questioningly: "Among them, some homeowners personally went out, their purposes differing, but they made the situation even more chaotic."
"Yes, Ah Lin, what should we do with courtyard number 5995?"
Xie Nishang's voice trembled slightly as she leaned close to Ying Junlin, staring expectantly at her homeowner, hoping he would offer his opinion.
"Neon Garments..."
Ying Junlin sighed softly, placed the teacup back on the table, and complained with a hint of helplessness, "As the plant spirit of the Tree of Wisdom, you are the one who should be giving me advice."
"Huh? Huh! Uh... I'm sorry..."
Upon hearing this, a blush of embarrassment appeared on Xie Nishang's delicate and beautiful face.
She lowered her head slightly, covered her face in embarrassment, and remained as unreliable as ever.
Looking at Xie Nishang's adorable appearance, Ying Junlin shook his head, but his golden vertical pupils softened a bit.
He picked up his teacup again, took a small sip, and said loudly, "Our courtyard at No. 5995... will remain still."
"Hold back and do nothing?"
A hint of confusion flashed in Qin Wu'an's crimson eyes: "Master, what... is the reason for this?"
Xie Nishang nodded in agreement, also not understanding why Ying Junlin chose to remain inactive.
Ying Junlin simply smiled faintly, picked up the teapot, and refilled his cup with fresh tea.
"Courtyard No. 5995 has just finished several major battles and needs to recuperate."
He looked at Qin Wu'an and Xie Nishang, and said calmly, "A rash attack will only result in losses of troops and generals, a waste of energy, and a missed opportunity for development."
"That's true, sir. I was mistaken."
Qin Wu'an suddenly realized what was happening and quickly withdrew his hand from the hilt of his sword at his waist.
Xie Nishang blinked her emerald green eyes and asked curiously, "Does that mean we should just stay in the courtyard and not go anywhere?"
"It's you, not me."
Under the slightly shocked gazes of the two, Ying Junlin lightly tapped his finger on the terminal, bringing up his chat page with Zhao Hansong: "I owe you a favor, senior, and I must repay it..."
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Zone 59, buffer zone, courtyard 5979.
The hot spring, named "Yunmengze," is shrouded in mist, enveloping the surrounding strange rocks and cold pines in a hazy veil.
The pool water was emerald green and warm, with countless fresh peach petals floating on it, and a few strands of soft, pink fur peeking out from under the water, gently swaying with the ripples.
Qingqiu Shiyu leaned against the warm jade in the pool, which resembled a blue fox with its head held high, immersing her voluptuous, naked body in the hot spring.
Those captivating phoenix eyes were now lazily half-closed, the narrow corners of their eyes tinged with a faint red from the rising moisture, making them appear even more alluring.
Several fluffy and long fox tails stretched and swayed freely in the water, deftly parting the floating petals.
Her jade-like hand emerged from the water, her fingertips holding a petal that had just drifted by. The petal looked delicate and vibrant on Qingqiu Shiyu's fingertips, but it was far less lustrous and smooth than the creamy texture on her fingertips.
"The murderous aura in this war zone is getting stronger and stronger. If this continues, what will happen to my business?"
Qingqiu Shiyu sighed softly, tilted her head slightly, and let her wet, dark hair fall down, revealing a pair of fluffy, lively fox ears.
"Ok?"
Qingqiu Shiyu, sensing something, frowned as her fox ears twitched slightly and looked towards the edge of the pond.
With a loud thud, a figure descended from the sky without warning, landing heavily on the white jade plank road leading to Yunmengze.
The visitor was none other than Changsheng, the shovel-wielding android from courtyard number 5979.
"Immortality?"
The languid look in Qingqiu Shiyu's eyes vanished instantly. She was not alarmed; instead, she quickly retracted the fox tails behind her, and her figure disappeared into the hot spring.
When she reappeared, Qingqiu Shiyu was already standing by the pool, wearing a light, thin, crimson robe.
Her clothes were loosely tied in front of her chest, vaguely revealing a glimpse of her fair skin and delicate collarbone. Her long black hair was draped behind her, and water droplets slid down her fair and slender neck, disappearing into the depths of her clothes.
"what's up?"
Qingqiu Shiyu's brows showed a hint of displeasure at being disturbed, yet the lingering water droplets added to her allure.
"The manager of the Hai caravan attempted to leave the courtyard without permission, but was easily subdued by Wujiang (the wooden hammer android of courtyard number 5979)."
Chang Sheng knelt on one knee and reported to Qingqiu Shiyu in a low voice.
"Tsk, what an idiot. Didn't I say that the Chamber of Commerce would be temporarily closed for the time being?"
Barefoot on the white jade floor tiles, Qingqiu Shiyu's languidness was completely replaced by a chilling aura: "Speak, why did the steward leave without permission?"
Chang Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "He said... if we don't participate in the Redemption Road auction, we might miss a great opportunity and disappoint the Chamber of Commerce."
Qingqiu Shiyu laughed in anger, her laughter tinged with sarcasm and disdain: "The chaos has already begun, who gave that stupid pig the guts to touch something he shouldn't have?"
She turned her back to Changsheng and said coldly, "Strengthen security. No one is allowed to step out of the courtyard without my permission. Violators will be..."
He unfolded his folding fan, flicked out a cluster of foxfire, and burned a withered tree by the pond to ashes.
"Kill without mercy."
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War Zone 59, inland area, Courtyard 5937.
Inside the training ground beneath the residence, clear yet slightly immature shouts echoed.
Dressed in training clothes, Jia Lingchun gripped the training spear tightly in her hand, staring intently at her opponent.
Sweat had already soaked the stray hairs on her forehead, sliding down her pale cheeks and dripping onto her tightly pursed lips.
On the other side, the shovel android named Evergreen wielded a bright silver spear like a snake spitting its tongue, each thrust accompanied by the sound of wind breaking.
"Power originates from the ground, and qi sinks to the dantian. Hut master, your lower body is unstable again."
As Wan Nianqing pointed out Jia Lingchun's shortcomings, the tip of his spear suddenly accelerated, leaving a silvery-white afterimage as it aimed straight for his own homeowner's shoulder.
Jia Lingchun gritted her teeth, exerted force with both feet, and slid half a foot to the side and back, narrowly avoiding the attack.
However, the immense inertia caused her to stumble, and the training spear slipped from her hand, crashing heavily to the ground.
"Well···"
She groaned softly, her face flushed red, not only from the physiological reaction to the strenuous exercise, but also from shame, indignation, and resentment.
Staring intently at the training rifle stuck in the ground, Jia Lingchun's eyes, which usually carried a hint of timidity and unease, now shone like a lit candle, revealing a stubborn and fierce determination.
"Again."
Instead of picking up the gun, she took out her scholar's pen, bent her knees slightly, and assumed a seemingly clumsy but exceptionally stable starting stance.
A hint of approval flashed in Wan Nianqing's eyes. He put away his bright silver spear, unleashed a whistling palm strike with his bare hands, and once again slapped his homeowner's shoulder.
Instead of retreating, Jia Lingchun advanced, wielding his scholar's brush, the tip of which attacked Wan Nianqing's wrist from bottom to top.
The pen tip collided with the palm of the hand, producing a metallic clang.
Jia Lingchun's tiger's mouth trembled violently, but she gritted her teeth and gripped the pen tightly. Using the force of the recoil, she spun around and swept the pen straight at the Zhangmen acupoint on the side of Wan Nianqing's waist.
"Not bad, cottage owner, you've got a bit of the 'using the pen as a sword' spirit."
Wan Nianqing praised softly, then turned aside to avoid the pen's tip, flicking the pen with her fingertip, causing Jia Lingchun's arm to go numb.
"It's not enough... If we do this, we'll only be seen as 'prey' by the other candidates for Flower Master."
Although Jia Lingchun's voice was soft, every word was like a nail striking the empty training ground.
Evergreen withdrew his palms and stood up, a solemn expression on his face: "Let's rest first, little house master, today's training should be over."
"But···"
Jia Lingchun wanted to say something more, but Wan Nianqing simply waved his hand and took the scholar's pen from her hand.
A gentle force supported Jia Lingchun's trembling wrist, forcibly pulling her out of combat.
“Homeowner, now is not the time for you to be stubborn. Get some rest and don’t forget the letter we received a day ago.”
Jia Lingchun's tense body stiffened slightly, and the heat in her eyes, which were originally red from bloodshot eyes, instantly faded, replaced by a strange expectation.
The reason is simple: the letter came from the current owner of the garden.