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"Am I dying, Daoist Brother?" Duck Egg spoke with an apparent lack of concern, but the hand that held the snack trembled slightly, revealing that his state of mind was not as unconstrained as his tone suggested.

Yi Chen sighed and consoled him, "Don't be scared, it's not that serious. You just absolutely must not try to predict anything actively anymore, except for fragments of dreams you have at night."

"Mm, tell Daoist Brother what you want to eat, and Daoist Brother will buy it for you."

The mystical power of the Creation Profound Primordial Fruit would surge in consumption when making an active prediction. Yi Chen conjectured that Duck Egg had been able to survive until now probably because the Creation Profound Primordial Fruit was not yet ripe, otherwise, with a child's frail essence, energy, and spirit, he couldn't possibly withstand such a divine object.

"Daoist Brother, I'm going to sleep. I hope I'll dream of more details tonight. I don't want so many people in Lingyang City to die." After finishing the last bite of the candied fruit and lovingly wiping his mouth, Duck Egg flashed Yi Chen a relaxed smile. "It was really delicious, Daoist Brother. Goodbye."

Duck Egg went to sleep.

Yi Chen stood silent in the courtyard for a while before he also returned to his room.

In his estimation, if Duck Egg stopped using his active predictive abilities, he could probably live for another year or so.

Being able to attend private school meant that Duck Egg's family was not poor, falling slightly above the middle class. With Yi Chen's abilities, he casually fabricated an excuse, and Duck Egg's parents let him stay the night at their home.

Now, the key to solving the mystery of the anomaly in Lingyang City lay with Duck Egg, and Yi Chen naturally wouldn't pass up the opportunity. Staying at Duck Egg's home was the best arrangement.

For instance, should the malignant Tiger Gang come for revenge during the day, if they so much as threw a stone, Yi Chen would show them why the chestnuts at Falling Dragon Mountain grew so large.

In the night, a cool breeze blew.

Screech!

A shrill cry.

Suddenly, two silhouettes appeared above the full moon.

The figures drew closer from afar, quickly descending into the residential area of Lingyang City's Mu section, transforming into two dark shadows, one large and one small.

Under the moonlight, the forms of the shadows became clearly visible: one was a humanoid with an eagle's head, radiating demonic energy all over; the other was a thin old man in a black robe, rife with an aura of death.

"Master, the Secret Technique has sensed the location of the Creation Profound Primordial Fruit right here."

"The situation we feared the most has still occurred. That Creation Profound Primordial Fruit was actually consumed by a mortal. Even if you bring it back to the mountain peaks and use the Secret Technique to extract its medicinal essence, I'm afraid at most only about one-tenth or one-twentieth of it will remain," the old man in the black robe spoke gravely.

"Fate! My elder brother actually had a contingency plan. If only he had let me assassinate him quietly, that would have been so much better. The result is, after struggling during the fight, the Creation Profound Primordial Fruit that I barely managed to bring out from the Secret Realm ancestral land ended up falling into the river, which infuriates me beyond measure."

"One-tenth or one-twentieth it is then. It's still better than getting nothing," the eagle-headed demon said silently for a moment before speaking out.
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"Master, the Secret Technique can only give a range, not an exact location. Should we search each household one by one?"

"Speed is of the essence in war, and this place isn't our territory. A trivial little city, I, Lei Ying, can simply flatten it."

"Kill all the people in this residential area. It would not only lock down any news but also be quick and convenient. Don't worry about the Town Peace Office; once we have what we want, we can return to the mountain peaks," Lei Ying said with decisive force.

As his words fell, the two men quietly urged their mana, and in an instant, two waves—one black, one gray—spread out rapidly.

In the sweep of the gray-black tide, a family instantly turned into skeletons, then, as ill fortune would have it, the wave surged toward the courtyard wall of Duck Egg's home.

Suddenly, in front of the gray-black tide, a point of golden light flashed, its mighty presence spreading out, forcing the gray-black tide to roll back upon itself.

A towering figure with tiger tattoos and a golden luster appeared, breaking through the wall with a fiery tail, creating a massive gap as he burst forth.

Thunderous roars followed him, an atmosphere of stern execution emanating behind him.

"How dare you! Such insignificant tricks and you still dare to show off in my presence!"

"To think you wouldn't even consider me! Kill!"

In an instant, both the old man in the black robe and the eagle-headed person's expressions changed drastically.

Damn it, there was an ambush!