Night of Despair-Chapter 459 - 457 ends three

"Since that’s the case, let’s head back first. I need to try and see if I can rebuild the Black Light," Yu Hong said helplessly.

This rescue mission had been completed to perfection, and there were basically no other urgent matters to attend to.

With Quan He around, despite her dejection from not having found the entrance to the Dao Mai World, her strength was undeniable. Her power, even stronger than before, was more than enough to keep this New World in check.

The only problem was that Quan He treaded a singular path, lacking the balancing counter of Wind Well Spirit Well, which might lead to serious problems in the future.

Yu Hong raised this concern, but Quan He dodged the question. He guessed that perhaps she had no choice back in the Heavenly Prison. Such a consequence meant that her power would increase swiftly but at cost of losing the means to maintain balance later on.

Once the objective was set, the group quickly took out their phones and contacted the local Spirit Alliance.

Soon after, a plane landed at the nearby airport, and the Spirit Alliance’s helicopter swiftly approached to pick them up, heading back towards the headquarters base.

On the helicopter, Yu Hong looked down at the dark green jungle slowly passing by below, felt the hot waves that came rushing towards them, and smelled the scent of flowers mixed with the unique humid odor of the jungle on the wind.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unreality.

’Is everything really settling down? Is it over?’

This thought flickered through his mind.

The sounds of Chi Xiao and Ku Chan bantering on the helicopter hovered in his ears, barely audible beneath the noise of the rotor blades.

He glanced sideways, looking at Quan He who was sitting behind him.

Quan He sat silently, her gaze shifting as she looked out the window, lost in thought.

"Since it’s rare for us to be out, stop thinking too much. Enjoy the hard-earned peace," Quan He said softly, not lifting her eyes but knowing Yu Hong was looking at her.

"Senior..." Yu Hong started to say something but ultimately remained silent.

"There’s still a lot of time ahead of us, don’t push yourself too hard, or you’ll go mad," Quan He said softly through a voice transmission. "Rest assured, your Tai Ling Skill path is still very good. It’s slow but safe, and besides... you can try to rely on me a bit."

She finished with a gentle smile.

Yu Hong did not reply, merely letting out a sigh.

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Deep in the Black River, near the entrance to the Spirit Disaster.

An ashen-faced old woman and a huge six-eyed, four-winged black dragon still stood guard at the entrance.

"I think they may not come out anymore," the black dragon Ryan cautiously said.

"It’s not been that long. They might still be cowering in some corner inside. There’s only one entrance nearby, so don’t worry," Marissa said indifferently.

"It’s been months, though. Maybe, they’ve already died inside," Ryan added.

"Don’t be anxious. I can feel they’re still alive... Even though my mark has been erased, the residual aura on that person persists and will last a while longer."

Marissa spoke calmly, "Hunting prey requires patience. What’s this bit of time? Once, I waited forty years by a cave to hunt a top-notch source material."

"I understand...." Ryan nodded, continuing to float above the Black River, and together with Maria, they kept their gaze fixed on the Spirit Disaster entrance, waiting.

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Days and days passed.

In the blink of an eye, it had been over a month since Yu Hong and the others had returned to the New World.

Over the course of the month, Yu Hong had experimented a little and finally managed to use some parts of the Black Light remnants from the safe house, reinforcing and restoring the ship’s body.

However, this time without the burden of transport and considering how a larger target the ship was, he downsized the Black Light to fit the safe house perfectly, merging both.

In the following days, Yu Hong continued to strengthen the Outer Eye.

The development of the Spirit Alliance in the New World went on rather smoothly. The people of Qingchen Temple and Hope City had built a new city called Hope City in just a short month here.

A multitude of cutting-edge technologies emerged in this place, bringing joy to everyone; celebrations and cheers abounded.

Dao Mai World inhabitants were pleasantly surprised by Quan He’s return, and in just a month, she had completely integrated into everything here.

Everything seemed just like it was back in the original Dao Mai environment.

She reclaimed the position of the First Mage with ease. She joyfully attended various social engagements daily, indulged in delicious food, and traveled to enjoy life.

And as everything settled, everyone slowly grew accustomed to this calm and safe life.

In a flash, another two months had gone by.

Hope City.

Red Can Tea House.

A beautiful female musician tenderly sang while plucking her pipa.

Patrons came and went, friends entered and left the private rooms in droves.

At a spot by the window of the tea house,

Yu Hong sat quietly, pouring himself floral tea, picking at some snacks, passing the time leisurely.

"Who would have known, beneath that flower, a young beauty was but a white-haired fox demon. Who would have known the mutual affection could not withstand a single chaos of Daoist skills..."

The pipa musician sang what appeared to be the tragic love story of a fox demon and a cultivator.

"How come you’ve started to enjoy such plays after not seeing you for a while?"

Quan He pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him with a chuckle in her voice.

She was now dressed just like a young female college student, with a tight waist T-shirt and black slim-fit pants, her long hair cutely tied into twin ponytails.

People who didn’t know her would never associate this pure and beautiful young woman with a granny who had lived for over a hundred years.

Yu Hong looked at her outfit and shook his head.

"You seem to be enjoying life."

"Yes, it’s rare to have such peace and stability. Aren’t you happy?" Quan He said with a smile.

"I am happy, but... I’m different from you." Yu Hong pointed to his body and then made a circular motion, gesturing toward the surrounding environment.

Following his gesture, Quan He noticed that all the people around were stealthily eyeing Yu Hong who was sitting here.

"Well, with such a big figure like yours, it’s normal to attract attention."

"In fact... I thought I would be very happy, finally in such a safe environment, but... right now I just feel irritable," Yu Hong said softly.

"Are you still worried about the curse on you?" Quan He asked. "Shall I take a look?"

She reached out her hand, palm up.

"Just give me your hand. Don’t resist."

Yu Hong heard this and extended his hand, gently placing it in her palm.

However, their hands were of grossly mismatched sizes.

His hand was almost twice the size of Quan He’s, almost not fitting, pressing down so much that Quan He frowned from the weight.

After a moment, she withdrew her hand.

"Sorry, my skills are not polished, I can only vaguely feel a powerful and eerie force entwined with you."

She paused, then continued.

"This force is deeply entwined. If one were to attempt to remove it, it would surely alert the owner of the force immediately. Moreover, it would cause irreversible permanent damage to you."

"So you mean, there’s no way?" Yu Hong withdrew his hand, "No worries, I didn’t have much hope anyway."

"I can’t just ignore what you said. I could remove it for you, but you might get hurt. It’s intertwined deeply with your mind," Quan He said.

"What about Ku Chan?" She changed the subject.

"He went to cultivate. He’s asked me five times now when we’ll set out to find the Source Material," sighed Yu Hong.

"People from Daoist Sect have introduced him to a lot of girls, but he didn’t fancy any of them," said Quan He, "it seems he can’t integrate into modern life either."

"So, I’m planning to leave," said Yu Hong. "To deal with the issues I’m facing, as well as the trouble Ku Chan is in."

"I guessed as much. When will you go?" Quan He smiled.

"Probably tomorrow. Everyone here is happy, we wouldn’t want to spoil the mood," Yu Hong smiled too.

"I won’t stop you. This is what I’ve prepared for you." Quan He fished out a crane-shaped jade pendant from her pocket.

The pendant had an oval shape with a simple Immortal Crane pattern on it.

"This jade pendant is a consumable trump card I’ve crafted. You can use it about five times before the Immortal Crane pattern completely fades. When that happens, come back to me for a recharge."

"I shall not stand on ceremony, then!" Yu Hong reached out to take the jade pendant. The last jade pendant he tossed had been very useful, successfully blocking the pursuit of a top-tier monster from the Black Disaster.

"Stored within the jade pendant are five instances of magic at my full strength. As long as you don’t use it against the Light Disaster, everything else should be fine. You know the weight of my full-powered magic, so remember don’t use it like before," Quan He said.

"Thank you!" Yu Hong nodded solemnly.

Stowing away the jade pendant, he turned to look out the window.

Cars were shuttling back and forth below, young people in sports cars, middle-aged people in trucks, and elderly people in electric wheelchairs.

The course of a human life was so clearly laid out in front of Yu Hong.

He drained his cup of tea in one gulp, stood up, and his 2.5-meter physique, along with his extremely muscular build, made even the staff in Hope City, who had seen plenty of big men, feel an inexplicable sense of suffocation.

"That’s why I don’t go down the path of physical enhancement. When the body becomes strong, the senses too, and everything in life changes accordingly. Many things will gradually lose their interest to oneself," Quan He chuckled. "But magic is different. As long as I don’t use magic, I’m still a relatively sharp normal person."

Yu Hong responded with a smile and stepped out of the tea house.

He weaved through the bustling streets, took out his phone, and opened the friend circle to see various photos of bikini-clad beauties at the beach posted by Yu Hen, Yu Mo, and others.

The hearts of these two old men were truly young.

"Handing over the leadership of the Spirit Alliance to Quan He was indeed the right decision," Yu Hong sighed.

Looking at the passers-by and cars on the street, he knew that with just one-tenth of his strength, he could annihilate everything on the street.

Cars in front of him were but fragile matchboxes.

People in front of him weren’t even substantial enough to be balloons; a slightly faster walk could inadvertently kill someone.

He flagged down a taxi, got in after providing a name, and felt the whole vehicle sink heavily as he boarded.

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The driver glanced at him, seeming to want to say something, but then the car started up and they drove off.

Moments later.

Yu Hong returned to his place.

He now owned quite a few properties in the New World, most of which were gifted to him.

When Hope City was established, many countries sent diplomats to establish diplomatic relations and reside in the city.

This was treating the city built by Spirit Alliance as if it was a sovereign nation.

Over time, a large influx of outsiders began to pour into the city, and the residents started to flow outwards.

Everyone was gradually integrating into this place.

’Except for me and Ku Chan.’ Yu Hong checked the protective array set up in his suburban manor.

Then, he headed to the specially built underground laboratory.