To be honest, Leon did not have an Amphoreus household registration.
He was a stinking outlander.
Reasonably speaking, he should only be able to eat that humorous 40% damage increase buff granted by the poetry of the "Roadside."
But the strong never complain about their environment, and a good Main DPS never nitpicks their supports! What others couldn't do, he could!
It was true he didn't have an Amphoreus household registration, but he forcibly entered Cyrene and Demiurge's registration! He relied on his own ability to eat the full buffs!
Hmph, my fate is determined by me, not by the heavens; why would I need the help of others?
Leon directly smashed the cauldron!
"Partner, if there is a chance..."
Lying on Leon's right hand, Cyrene snuggled into his embrace, her voice soft and gentle. The words she spoke carried a lingering, entangled affection.
"Let's hold another wedding."
Cyrene raised her head, a light and shallow smile on her face. The look she gave him was as gentle as water. The sense of crisis that had originally been stirred up between her brows by March 7th being "the first one here" had vanished into smoke after having taken substantive action.
"One that belongs solely to us."
"A romantic story written by us, continuing into the next just conclusion."
Personally placing a ring that signifies a concluded contract on a woman's ring finger is a ceremony recognized by the public as a symbol of a lifelong promise. And the thing corresponding to it is called a wedding.
However, that ceremony back in Amphoreus... in essence, it leaned more towards child's play and couldn't really be called a wedding.
Demiurge's might be called a wedding based on the proceedings, but Cyrene's was more about simply not wanting to leave herself with any regrets.
"Now, it is a story that belongs only to me."
Speaking solely of the situation at that time, Cyrene indeed left no regrets for herself in the end. But after Leon reversed the grand situation, she found herself with new regrets.
"But I hope it can also belong to you."
Cyrene regretted not being able to personally put the ring on him; the mutual rush towards each other was missing a half.
"As you wish."
Leon looked at the girl's face, which appeared slightly delicate after a night of fierce battle. He couldn't help but reach out, climbing up her cheek, his palm pressing tightly against her smooth, tender skin.
He actually didn't care either way, whether it was a wedding or anything else. But if she wanted to hold another wedding, then they would hold another wedding; it was a simple matter.
Cyrene was slightly stunned. Then she smiled at him, her eyes full of love. She actively leaned forward, once again shortening the distance between the two, nuzzling her cheek against Leon's palm.
"My hands really are much smaller than yours," Cyrene said softly, lifting her exquisite little hand to stroke the back of his hand. She enjoyed this moment of warmth.
"Mmm..."
Demiurge, lying on Leon's left hand, seemed to be woken by the commotion of their conversation. She opened her eyes in a daze, and then saw the scene of Peach face-to-face with him.
"Is Partner whispering secrets with Peach?"
Demiurge spoke softly, hugging his neck and rubbing against him as if competing for favor.
"Don't just look at Peach, look at me too."
She spoke with a hint of jealousy, the warm breath she exhaled beating against Leon's earlobe.
"Hey, let's do it one more time?"
Demiurge said this in his ear, like the whisper of a demon pulling someone into the abyss.
"You still want more?"
Cyrene's face stiffened, and her body trembled involuntarily. Leon's stats were a bit... too tormenting.
"It's fine if Peach just watches."
After saying that, Demiurge stretched her neck slightly, her lips stamping onto his face for another kiss.
"You are quite bad."
Cyrene's gentle voice carried a touch of displeasure. "Without me, you wouldn't be able to smile later when you're broken by him alone."
Even with her sharing the burden, neither of them was a match for him. If it were just Demiurge alone, then it would really be oho oho.
Leon had no limits. Cyrene felt for the first time that him finding a few more women was correct.
Incidentally, the reason he had no limits was naturally not because he was showing off or suppressing himself. He just didn't like his stats being lower than anyone else's. So no matter how long, he would keep them company until the end, until a winner was decided.
"It doesn't matter, I am already shaped like Partner!"
Demiurge continued to giggle, not caring in the slightest.
Seeing this, Leon thought, 'Can you believe this nonsense?' and directly started another round on the spot. Once again, it was a storm of overturned clouds and rain.
...
Xianzhou Luofu, Scalegorge Waterscape.
The Astral Express crew was still moving freely today. Those who wanted to tour the Luofu continued to tour; those who had toured enough in one day and wanted to stay on the train stayed on the train.
After all, the Conductor was quite lonely all by himself. Caring for the empty-nest old Pom-Pom is everyone's responsibility; don't let waiting become a regret.
Meanwhile, Leon went to his appointment, successfully meeting up with Jing Yuan in the Vidyadhara sacred grounds, preparing to proceed to the Shackling Prison next.
"General Leon's complexion is exceptionally good today."
Jing Yuan greeted him. Not choosing to start with "Have you eaten?" was the failure of his life. However, Leon's complexion indeed showed some changes compared to yesterday. Although the change was minute, it made people feel he had an extra burst of vitality.
"I ate."
Leon indeed had eaten, and he had eaten just recently.
Jing Yuan froze for a moment, then immediately smiled politely. "It is good that General Leon has eaten."
He nodded, forcibly continuing the topic. "Shall we go?"
"Let's go."
Leon gave a grunt of affirmation. After killing Shuhu this time, there wouldn't be much left to do on the Luofu trip.
"General Leon, please, after you."
Jing Yuan turned sideways, yielding the entrance to show his respect through his actions.
Leon didn't stand on ceremony with him. He stepped forward and walked in, hands in his pockets, not knowing what the word 'opponent' meant.
...
...
Shackling Prison.
"General, Heavenly General Chang."
Hanya, who had been waiting here for a long time, bowed in greeting upon seeing the two great figures arrive.
Jing Yuan raised his hand, signaling that she didn't need to do this.
"This time, I will lead the two Generals to Shuhu's confinement area."
The puppet girl standing beside Hanya, Xueyi, spoke thus to the two of them.
"Thank you for the trouble."
Jing Yuan nodded, replying politely.
"This is my duty."
Xueyi nodded, turned around, and began to lead the way for the two.
The lowest level of the Shackling Prison, the depths where those major criminals were imprisoned, had undergone special treatment. Without the guidance of a Judge of the Ten-Lords Commission, one could not reach that place even if they knew the layout of the Shackling Prison.
Leon and Jing Yuan silently followed behind Xueyi.
"Speaking of which," Leon actively brought up a topic to chat about on the way to the depths. "What was the final result of the disposal of those two?"
"Temporarily, they are all pressed into the Shackling Prison."
Jing Yuan hid nothing, truthfully answering the question he was curious about.
"Master Diviner Fu will be responsible for questioning both of them. After she goes through them once, they will be sent to the Yuque to be interrogated once by General Yao Guang."
"After these two processes... if there are no problems, that blond outworlder should be able to regain his personal freedom, while Jingliu will enter a certain period of observation."
Jing Yuan briefly explained his own speculation and what the Marshal had said yesterday.
"It's not easy for you either."
Leon genuinely felt that way. When he went to the Yaoqing before, he hadn't encountered any problems at all, but on the Luofu, it was one thing after another.
The atmosphere of the two Xianzhou ships was completely different. The Luofu had too many messes; it was simply as if they could never be finished. And for Jing Yuan to manage it all in an orderly manner under such circumstances was truly difficult.
"It is nothing. It is all what Jing Yuan should do."
Jing Yuan just smiled, without any intention of complaining. "When one is in a position, one must fulfill their duties. It is only natural."
It was just a bit of wind and frost; he had already walked through it.
"Besides..." He looked at Leon, a smile in his words. "Isn't General Leon here now?"
Leon had truly, truly helped him a lot. Jing Yuan thanked him from the bottom of his heart. Whether it was the matter of the Vidyadhara, the matter of Dan Heng, or the matter of Jingliu.
None of these three matters were things Jing Yuan could resolve alone—not just because of a lack of ability, but because there were simply too many things he had to worry about.
The more Jing Yuan thought about it, the more he felt that Leon's kindness could truly never be fully repaid.
"Just a matter of convenience."
Leon indicated there was no need to say more; they were all bros. Jing Yuan naturally knew he disliked such superficial politeries, so he didn't do much more of it, simply silently recording the favors received in his heart.
"Also, I have another question."
Leon's gaze looked ahead, as if taking in all the prisoners locked within the entire Shackling Prison at a glance.
"General Leon, please speak. Jing Yuan will surely say all he knows without reserve."
Jing Yuan told him to ask freely; he would definitely answer what he knew, and if he didn't know, he would definitely say he didn't know.
"What kind of heavy criminals are locked in this Shackling Prison?" Leon asked. "Is there also an existence of the 'Abundance' on the same level as Shuhu?"
"Hmm... is General Leon referring to the 'Primordial Long-Life Species'?"
Jing Yuan pondered, then replied uncertainly after a moment.
The Shackling Prison held quite a few existences related to the "Abundance," such as Zao Fu, who was the charioteer among the Abundance Sprite race, the Heliobi. But compared to Shuhu, an Emanator of "Abundance," this Abundance Sprite was still lacking many levels of magnitude.
In the entire Shackling Prison, in terms of "Abundance," Jing Yuan felt that the only one who could compare to Shuhu was that mighty figure, the Primordial Long-Life Species.
"He is the first long-life species recorded by the Xianzhou Alliance so far, but he is not an Emanator of 'Abundance', merely someone who received the blessing just like every Xianzhou native."
Jing Yuan briefly introduced his background and origins.
"However, it is worth mentioning that to this day, He has still not shown any sign of falling into the Mara-Struck state. The Xianzhou Alliance has reason to suspect that He is transforming towards the 'Abundance'."
Limbs, wings, bone spurs—these were things that frequently appeared on the body of the Primordial Long-Life Species. Compared to a normal Xianzhou native, He indeed leaned more towards the side of Abundance Abominations.
"Need to kill him?"
Leon didn't care about His origins; he only cared about this one question. Need to kill him? He was already here; if he needed to be killed, he would get rid of him for the Xianzhou Alliance along with Shuhu.
"I leave it to General Leon to decide."
Jing Yuan did not answer directly, merely conveying that whether to kill or not was entirely up to Leon. If he said kill, then even if the Xianzhou Alliance originally didn't want to kill, they would kill him directly. If he said don't kill, then even if the Xianzhou Alliance originally wanted to kill, they would listen to him and let him go.
Inside and outside the words, the meaning was the same: what Leon says goes. In this entire Xianzhou Alliance, no matter the matter, he could completely make the decision alone.
"What's the meaning?"
Leon glanced at him. "Brother, I am asking you."
Killing Shuhu was protecting his own, and also because that wild dog had jumped too happily in the past. If this one didn't die, "The Hunt" would find it hard to tolerate.
"Just tell me directly if we kill or not."
As for the Primordial Long-Life Species, it was simply because he had caught the scent. Killing was fine, not killing was also fine. After all, He was also the Xianzhou Alliance's prey. If the Alliance had their own plans, then Leon was too lazy to participate excessively.
"For the things I want to do, I will say so directly."
Leon felt that Old Jing was a bit off the mark. If he really wanted to do something, he would definitely persist on his own path of life. "I won't ask others for their opinions."
If he really made up his mind, then it was useless no matter what others said. No one had yet been able to stop Leon from achieving his goals.
Sigh, sure enough, it was still because his position was too high, causing Jing Yuan to not dare breathe too loud.
"It is Jing Yuan's problem; I will definitely not commit it again next time," Jing Yuan said hurriedly, realizing that his play just now was problematic.
"En, the Primordial Long-Life Species."
He began to seriously answer Leon's question of whether to kill.
"He actually hasn't caused any substantial damage to the Xianzhou Alliance. The crime He committed was concocting the Elixir of Immortality—that is, the pursuit of immortality, one of the Ten Unpardonable Sins."
"He holds considerable strategic value to the Alliance. Many studies on the 'Abundance' are conducted on Him. The Marshal also seems to be paying special attention to Him."
Jing Yuan gave the Xianzhou Alliance's answer. "If possible, it is best to leave Him with his life."
"Then that's that."
Leon nodded, and did not mention this topic again afterwards.
After the three walked for another period, Xueyi stopped.
"We have arrived."
She stopped before a tightly closed bronze gate covered in mysterious patterns. "I do not have the authority for this. I must ask Heavenly General Chang to open the gate."
Xueyi stepped aside, waiting for Leon to come forward. For Shuhu, whoever wanted to visit Him must request instructions from the Marshal and the Ten Lords. Only by obtaining the joint permission of both could one gain this qualification to visit.
But Leon didn't need to follow the process. He possessed an authority higher than the Marshal and the Ten Lords combined. Among the three people present, only he was worthy of opening this door.
"Just knock lightly on the gate."
Seeing Leon step forward, Xueyi gave the method to open the door.
A tiny, crisp sound echoed in this empty Shackling Prison. The patterns painted on the bronze gate lit up with golden light. The next second, the large gate slowly pushed backward out of thin air. It opened very quickly, quietly waiting for the three to step inside.
"Inside that box is where Shuhu is imprisoned."
After the door opened, Xueyi pointed to a black box not far ahead, directly in front, bound by iron chains coming from all directions of the room.
Leon did not speak; he simply walked forward silently. After walking to the front of the black box, he reached out his hand.
Kacha!
Just as his hand extended, the iron chains binding the box snapped in response to the sound, completely unexpectedly. A fluctuation of Imaginary Energy flashed and vanished in an instant.
No one knew, or rather saw clearly, what had just happened. But judging from the smooth cuts on the chains, they had been severed by a sharp slash in a single blow.
Leon picked up the black box from the stone platform and opened it directly without any hesitation.
In that instant, a powerful aura of "Abundance" poured out from within!
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