Chapter 162: Beautiful Legs, Little Qing
"You guys head back to the Demon Slayer Bureau first."
"Bro... uh, Supreme Hunk Chen Huai'an, you're not coming with us?"
"No, I'm staying for a bit."
Chen Huai'an turned to glance in the direction of the Jin River, his expression darkening.
That aura... felt familiar.
Not in the sense that he had encountered it before, but rather, he recognized the level of power it represented.
That monster... was on the same level as Daoist Qingxuan.
Even though he was only at the Qi Refinement Stage, he was a special case—someone who had not only witnessed the Nascent Soul Stage but had also reached it himself. He could clearly perceive the monster’s cultivation level... Nascent Soul.
Whatever it was, the Demon Slayer Bureau—along with the Bearded Guy—stood no chance against it.
Charging in would be nothing but suicide.
As he walked away, he took in the sight of the once-bustling streets now eerily silent, the neatly arranged rows of cars now nothing but crumpled wreckage.
As a human, what could he do?
He didn’t particularly love this world, but he didn’t hate it either.
Most importantly... he didn't want the Bearded Guy to die.
His cultivation, his pursuit of strength—it was all for protecting the people he cared about.
He made money so he could keep Li Qingran safe, so she wouldn’t have to suffer even the slightest harm.
A clenched fist... was meant to shield what it held.
If the Bearded Guy was going to die... then what could he do?
Chen Huai'an ran through everything he had at his disposal.
A cat. A fish. The Blackscale Sword. Some spiritual grass. Leftover elixirs. Mutated cancer cells from his demonized body...
None of those could possibly stand a chance against that thing.
Finally, his mind froze on one image—a talisman.
The Thunder Talisman of the Violet Sky.
It had originally been used to protect the Nine-Turn Spirit Orchid from being eaten by greedy demonic beasts.
But now... it might just be his best weapon.
"I need to get back to the containment facility."
Chen Huai'an pressed his lips together, took one last look toward the Jin River, then slipped into the nearest car he could find.
Even under the best conditions, with the current traffic chaos, it would take at least an hour to get back.
But the containment facility had aircraft.
If he could get Zhao Ying to approve it, he might be able to take a helicopter.
"Don't die, Uncle Bearded..."
Meanwhile, at the C-Province Containment Facility, Containment Chamber 0.
Baji sat cross-legged on Strawberry Bear's belly, one paw stepping on Lobster King. The powerful demonic aura it radiated kept the two Containment Objects completely immobilized.
【The boss just left, and you two are already forgetting who’s in charge?】
These two actually dared to challenge it?
Did they not know the meaning of death?
Did they not understand that among demons, bloodline suppression was absolute?
And it just so happened... that Baji was one of the four strongest among them.
It had already beaten the living hell out of Strawberry Bear and Lobster King, but after being bullied by the boss for so long, this was a rare opportunity.
No one was watching the monitors.
Wasn’t this the perfect time for some "friendly bonding" with its dear companions?
Just as Baji was about to continue its beatdown...
【Fish, stop making weird noises. Can't you see I'm dealing out justice?】
"Blub blub blub blub!"
Baji turned its head toward the window—then its brain froze.
A pair of snow-white, slender legs dangled from the windowsill, wrapped in black stockings.
Following that view upward...
Little Qing’s mouth opened and closed, her dead-fish eyes blinking. The "blub blub blub" noises came from her lips.
Noticing Baji's stare, she leaped off the windowsill and stretched her beautiful legs.
Baji had zero appreciation for human aesthetics.
That was human territory.
To it, her transformation was... a complete failure.
【You don’t actually think you look good like that, do you?】
Little Qing stared at Baji, nodded confidently, then spun in a full circle.
"Blub blub blub?" 【Not beautiful?】
【I’d say your chances of being turned into pickled fish just skyrocketed.】
Little Qing disagreed.
"Blub blub blub!" 【Humans love legs like these! Master is always staring at videos of pretty legs. He even drools.】
【...Fine, whatever.** If you believe it, so be it.】
Baji shook its head in exhaustion.
Demons these days were impossible to manage.
How could they trick humans without a good-looking disguise?
And Chen Huai'an wasn’t even a normal human—he was a big boss wrapped in a normal human skin.
Then, suddenly... a shadow moved.
Behind Little Qing...
A plant was standing up.
The Nine-Turn Spirit Orchid had grown legs from its roots and was stretching.
...Was it waking up?!
High-grade spiritual plants were not supposed to become sentient this fast!
Becoming a plant demon was at least ten thousand times harder than what Little Qing had done!
Then... something even crazier happened.
The orchid curled its leaves—and ripped the Thunder Talisman of the Violet Sky off its flowerpot.
A once-in-a-lifetime golden opportunity!
Baji’s pupils shrank.
In a blur, it launched itself forward, mouth wide open, lunging toward the spirit orchid.
If it ate this thing, its cultivation would skyrocket... and then...
A black shadow flashed past.
Baji was sent flying.
It smashed into the alloy wall with such force that it left a five-meter crater.
It didn’t move again.
Strawberry Bear and Lobster King watched in horror.
They didn't dare to look up.
That wasn't just a cat getting wrecked.
That was... their dignity.
Little Qing stood frozen in shock.
Her two beautiful legs pressed tightly together.
Her dead-fish eyes blinked rapidly as she backed away.
But the sentient orchid didn’t harm her.
Instead, it perched in its flowerpot on her head...
Then whipped her fish tail.
And pointed... outside.
"Blub blub?" 【You... want me to take you out?】
The tenderest leaf at the orchid’s center bobbed up and down.
"Blub blub." 【But there’s a wall. We can’t leave.】
The Nine-Turn Spirit Orchid motioned for Little Qing to walk to the wall.
A ripple of space distortion followed—
And in the next second, a fish and a plant had slipped outside.
Inside the chamber, Strawberry Bear and Lobster King stared through the glass.
Moments later, on the streets of Tianfu District...
A fat-headed fish with gorgeous, black-stockinged legs sprinted wildly down the road—
With a potted orchid holding a talisman balanced on her head.
Their destination was clear.
They were charging straight for the Jin River.