Chapter 93 - It's an Enemy! Attack!

Within Cloudford, Welt relentlessly pursued Kafka through a complex terrain formed by various shipping containers. Though she tried to shake him off using the intricate pathways, Welt, as if equipped with a homing device, would invariably catch up at the next turn just moments after she thought she had lost him.

When Kafka once again managed to shake Welt off, sure enough, at the next corner, Welt stood blocking her path, his cane in hand, the lenses of his glasses reflecting a cold, white light.

"Kafka, it's not too late to surrender."

"Tsk."

This was the first time she had acted outside of Elio's script, and everything felt unprecedentedly frustrating.

Kafka frowned, warily eyeing Welt before her while pondering how he was so quickly pinpointing her location. After a moment, her gaze drifted to several Ingenium birds hovering motionless high in the sky.

Kafka understood instantly. She immediately raised her hand and fired several shots, blasting the Ingenium birds. They didn't crash to the ground as a pile of scrap metal like ordinary Ingenium birds but rather disintegrated like illusions.

"As expected..."

In this logistics area of Cloudford, Ingenium birds wouldn't just hover motionlessly in the sky. Although she didn't quite understand how he did it, it was clear Welt was using their "eyes" to track her from above.

Welt, seeing the Ingenium birds he had projected being dealt with, wasn't surprised. After all, his opponent was a Stellaron Hunter, not some fool. Given enough time, she would naturally notice the anomaly. He only needed this to force her into a predetermined location.

Seeing Welt make no move to attack, Kafka felt a sense of unease. If this dragged on, she feared she would no longer be able to steer events back onto the script's intended path.

Thus, Kafka made a swift decision. Her eyes focused on Welt, and her lips began to move.

"Mr. Nameless, [Listen to me] perhaps we don't need to..."

Before Kafka could finish her sentence, Welt swung his cane towards her. A dark gravity swamp instantly materialized beneath her feet.

Kafka had to hastily clamp her mouth shut, cutting off the Art of Command she had just begun to unleash, and leaped aside to dodge Welt's attack.

And just as she moved, Welt suddenly pushed up his glasses, a faint smile gracing his lips.

"Xing, it's your turn."

A jolt of alarm shot through Kafka. When she twisted her head, she found Xing already standing at her landing spot, holding a pixel-art model in her hand. Beside Xing's feet was a Diting, which had evidently guided her around to Kafka's rear.

Xing grinned at the descending Kafka and casually placed the wooden boat model in her hand directly where Kafka was about to land. The moment the model boat touched the ground, it instantly enlarged into a vessel capable of seating two people.

The instant Kafka's feet touched the wooden boat, she found herself involuntarily seated and unable to move.

Seeing Kafka successfully restrained, Xing turned to Welt with a wide grin and gave him a thumbs-up.

"Uncle Yang, mission complete!"

Welt nodded in satisfaction, walked over, glanced at Kafka, and with a light raise of his cane, a dark golden beam of light directly bound her hands.

Kafka, finding herself captured, let out a helpless sigh. A look of mixed amusement and vexation crossed her face as she looked at Xing, who was squatting down and high-fiving the Diting.

"You really did obtain powers outside the script from Fu Zhu."

Xing puffed out her small chest and said quite proudly, "What do you think, Kafka? Pretty neat, this little gadget my big bro made, right? He said that as long as it's not a creature too large, even a god would be trapped on this boat, let alone you."

Kafka nodded slightly. She could clearly feel that the lower half of her body was completely unresponsive, unable to exert any force, let alone escape from this wooden boat.

"Alright, Xing, no more chatting."

Welt, standing nearby, looked at the boat-bound Kafka and said with some concern, "How should we transport her next? Or should we wait for reinforcements to arrive and rendezvous?"

"No need to worry, Uncle Yang!"

Xing proactively walked up to Kafka, and right in front of her, she stepped onto the boat and sat directly in front of Kafka. She then pushed the two oars that came with the boat and began to slowly glide across the ground in front of Welt.

"See, Uncle Yang? This boat can even glide on land. Fu Zhu's tech, it's pretty amazing, right!"

"Amazing, yes, but..."

Welt looked worriedly at Kafka, who was sitting behind Xing, fearing that in the next second, Kafka would seize Xing and use her as a hostage.

Kafka seemed to sense Welt's concern and spoke softly, "Don't worry, Mr. Welt. I won't harm her. Despite the script being completely ruined by Fu Zhu, the Stellaron Hunters' objective on the Luofu was never to be your enemy."

Even so, Welt merely shook his head, remaining vigilant.

"No matter what you say, we are on opposing sides. Only when you've been delivered to the Divination Commission will we believe what you say."

Kafka just shrugged and said no more. At this moment, she didn't seem like a prisoner at all; instead, she was quite intrigued, studying the back of Xing's head.

Xing couldn't see Kafka's expression and could only say to Welt, "Uncle Yang, let's take her to the Divination Commission then, okay? Let's finish this mission quickly so we can go find old bro."

"Mm, let's go. We can meet up with March along the way."

"Teacher Fu Zhu, the hole you dug is a bit too small. I'm afraid my flying sword won't fit through."

Yanqing looked at the tunnel Fu Zhu had dug, leading straight down into the Scalegorge Waterscape, and couldn't help but remind him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhu waved his hand dismissively. "It's a small matter, don't worry. Just jump down after me. You won't die."

Yanqing's face paled in alarm. "Please don't! Teacher Fu Zhu, I'm a Xianzhou native, at worst, a fall like this would mean lying in bed for ten days to half a month, but it's different for you!"

Hearing this, Fu Zhu's eyebrows arched, and he tapped a finger on the forehead of his black and white mask. "Are you challenging me?"

"No..."

"I accept your challenge! I bet I can MLG water bucket! Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhu leaped straight into the hole.

"Teacher Fu Zhu?!"

Yanqing exclaimed in alarm and hurriedly jumped into the hole after him.

During his descent, Fu Zhu casually took out a water bucket, his eyes fixed on the ground below, ready to perform an MLG water bucket clutch at any moment.

A few breaths later, a patch of ground appeared before his eyes.

After receiving the blessing of Elation, Fu Zhu's margin for error with the water bucket clutch had significantly increased, with the effective range boosted by 10 blocks. This allowed him to place the water from a greater distance.

The next moment, Fu Zhu landed steadily in the water he had poured, safe and sound.

After landing, he didn't immediately retrieve the water. He had heard Yanqing's cry of surprise when he jumped, so it was clear Yanqing had followed him.

He had accepted the challenge himself; he couldn't let Yanqing get hurt over something like this, even if Yanqing was a Xianzhou native capable of self-healing.

Yanqing didn't keep Fu Zhu waiting long. The next moment, his figure also landed in the water Fu Zhu had poured, washed to the side by the dispersing current.

Yanqing was still a bit dazed. He glanced back at the water – it was clearly only a meter deep, yet it showed no signs of soaking into the ground. Moreover, he had jumped from such a height that, by rights, the water should have felt as hard as concrete, yet he was completely unharmed!

"Teacher Fu Zhu, this water of yours... could it also be made with that amazing technology from your hometown?"

No matter how hard Yanqing thought, he couldn't connect this seemingly endless pool of water with any water he had ever seen.

Fu Zhu chuckled and nodded. "That's right. What do you think? MC technology, amazing, right?"

Yanqing expressed his sincere admiration, "Yes, truly amazing. Yanqing has never seen such reality-defying technology."

At the same time, he silently committed the term "MC" to memory, planning to research this place called MC once the Luofu situation was resolved.

A place capable of producing such miraculous technology and nurturing a powerhouse like Teacher Fu Zhu must be an incredibly formidable planet!

"Ahem!"

As the two were chatting, a coughing sound suddenly came from the side.

They turned their heads to see several dozen fully armed individuals with horns on their heads staring intently at them. Nearby, the Ambrosial Arbor was blazing fiercely, and many others, also with horns, were dousing the Arbor with water.

"Who are you! Why have you appeared here!"

Fu Zhu immediately raised an eyebrow and retorted, "And who are you? I am acting under the orders of the Cloud Knights. What need do I have to explain myself to you?"

He was currently working for Jing Yuan, so naturally, he had to flaunt this authority.

Yanqing quickly tugged at Fu Zhu's sleeve and whispered an explanation, "Teacher Fu Zhu, they are Vidyadhara. They have always been tasked with guarding the root system of the Ambrosial Arbor."

After explaining to Fu Zhu, Yanqing took another step forward and produced his Cloud Knight insignia, showing it to the Vidyadhara guards before them.

"Honorable sirs, I am General Jing Yuan's lieutenant. Today, I am here on his orders to destroy the Ambrosial Arbor."

"The General's orders?"

Upon hearing Yanqing's words, the group of Vidyadhara guards before them relaxed their stance somewhat but still eyed Fu Zhu and Yanqing with suspicion.

"How can you prove it?"

Fu Zhu didn't bother arguing with them. He directly took out his phone, called Jing Yuan, then switched the call to video mode. Once the call connected, he tossed the phone directly to the leading Vidyadhara guard.

"Here, talk to Jing Yuan yourselves. I've got work to do. Let's get this done and get off work."

The Vidyadhara guard hurriedly caught the phone Fu Zhu tossed. Seeing Jing Yuan's somewhat languid face appear on the screen, he immediately stood at attention.

Although those Dragon Masters among the Vidyadhara had always had slight disagreements with the Luofu's General, they weren't Dragon Masters, merely Vidyadhara guards. They didn't have the audacity to act presumptuously in front of Jing Yuan.

As for Fu Zhu, after tossing the phone to these Vidyadhara guards, he walked over to the burning Ambrosial Arbor and shouted at the group of Vidyadhara who were trying to extinguish the flames.

"Stop bothering! Unless you go all the way to the top and douse the Arbor from head to toe, as long as a single ember remains, you won't be able to put out this fire. And even if you do put it out, I'm going to chop down the Arbor anyway."

Hearing Fu Zhu's words, the group of Vidyadhara extinguishing the fire also paused their actions. They had naturally overheard the exchange between their fellow guards and Fu Zhu just moments ago, so they were now looking at Fu Zhu with some bewilderment.

After they stopped their efforts, Fu Zhu walked up to take a look at the Arbor. Because of their ceaseless firefighting, the Arbor's burning speed had slowed considerably.

Fu Zhu simply pulled out his iron axe and, aiming at an unburnt section of the Arbor, swung it down.

The next moment, under the astonished gazes of all the Vidyadhara present, the massive root of the Ambrosial Arbor instantly vanished, replaced by a pile of small wooden blocks scattered on the ground.

The Vidyadhara nearby couldn't help but stare in utter shock, pointing at Fu Zhu's face, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"You... you... you..."

They hadn't even had a chance to confirm if Fu Zhu was truly acting on General Jing Yuan's orders to destroy the Ambrosial Arbor, and he had just gone ahead and chopped it down?!

"You're welcome! You won't have to guard the Ambrosial Arbor anymore!"

Aside from the stunned Vidyadhara before him, Phantylia, disguised as Tingyun, was also witnessing this scene from a hidden corner.

Even as a Lord of Annihilation, she had never seen anything like this. She muttered in wide-eyed astonishment.

"The blessed miracle bestowed by Abundance, so easily felled by a mere human?!"

What surprised her even more was that she couldn't discern this human's specific strength, only vaguely sensing three different Path auras emanating from him.

After hesitating for a moment, Phantylia decided to change her plan. After all, the Ambrosial Arbor had been mostly destroyed, and her intention to use it to construct a body was now foiled. She had to change her plans.

However, she had now discovered something that might be even more suitable for use as a vessel.

Phantylia narrowed her eyes, adjusted her clothing, and then, taking small steps, walked out directly towards Fu Zhu.

"Lord Nameless! Lord Yanqing!"

Fu Zhu and Yanqing followed the sound and saw a charming fox-like woman trotting towards them.

Yanqing frowned, searching his memory for any recollection of this fox-like woman. Fu Zhu, however, simply opened his minimap to check her marker.

It was always quicker to look it up himself than to ask someone for their name!

Except, this time, Fu Zhu glanced at it and immediately noticed something amiss.

[Tingyun (?)]

Not only did her name have a question mark after it, but her marker was also a red, hostile one!

Shit! It's an enemy!