Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 252 Memories of the Past Life

I vaguely felt as if my whole body was covered in sweat.

Yan Yu raised his head with a ferocious expression, and flew through the steel jungle with his sword. The voice of the liaison officer came from the earphone:

"…Continue straight and turn right at the next intersection."

"Go north along Tongjiang South Road and reach Site 300 in 7 meters. This is your last mission today. Good luck."

His sword light flew faster and faster, switching from flying with the sword to becoming one with the sword. The external true energy was like burning hot magma, which was rapidly compressed, pumped out by the machine, and injected into his dantian, then ignited the meridians throughout the body, and every cell was trembling and groaning.

Ahead is the Jinling Military Headquarters, which is now littered with corpses.

Civilian monks had already invaded the military mansion, targeting a batch of medicinal pills stored there. Although the military monks stationed inside put up a fierce resistance, they were outnumbered and were on the verge of being wiped out.

The sword light suddenly rushed into the battlefield!
Chop! Slash! Cut! Slice! Poke! Cut! Stab! In a flash, he killed all seven civilian monks.

Yan Yu changed his hand gestures slightly, shook off the sticky blood on the sword, and was about to step into the government office when he suddenly stumbled.

An indescribable feeling of weakness and exhaustion slowly spread from the dantian and lower abdomen.

"Are you feeling unwell?" The contact officer also noticed the data was wrong and suddenly exclaimed, "I've requested a replacement. Go to a safe place and rest!"

"No, I'll do it." Yan Yu pulled out a potion from his waist and injected it neatly into the vein of his left arm. "There are too many enemies. They can't do it."

"Calm down, Comrade Yan!" the liaison officer hastily advised. "You've already received three doses of suppressant today! Another injection won't extend your life much longer; it will only cause your body to collapse!"

"Then call the emergency team to pick me up at the door." Yan Yu once again merged with the sword and charged into the military mansion, passing through countless corridors and rooms. Blood and sword lights intertwined with each other, and screams came one after another.

As the number of times inhibitors are injected in a short period of time increases, the body's resistance to the drugs will become stronger and stronger, and the time that the Dantian can accommodate external true energy will become shorter and shorter.

His body felt increasingly like it was about to burn out, but his consciousness grew colder and clearer. His mind, like a perpetual radar, frantically scanned and searched for the enemy, generating a series of paths in his mind, densely packed and swarming, as if burned into his vision, lingering.

...Just kill them all before my body collapses...

Kill them all!
Suddenly, the wall exploded. Yan Yu's sword continued to thrust forward, barely blocked by the monk leader's flying sword. The overwhelming force of the fusion of man and sword pushed him through the walls and rushed out of the military compound, creating two huge waves on the artificial lake!
The momentum was halted, and the man and sword separated. Yan Yu struck a punch to the chest, but the opponent dodged it sideways, stepping back sharply and throwing a protective treasure in the shape of an umbrella. The golden shield had just appeared when it was slashed by Yan Yu's sword. Then, another punch from Qu Zhu cracked the shield, and he followed it up with the Eagle Sword Technique. One, two, three, four, five! Suddenly, the sword light changed and slashed five times in a row, each hitting the same precise point, finally shattering the shield from the outside with force!
The moment the shield shattered, thousands of dazzling golden flowers exploded, blinding! Yan Yu subconsciously closed his eyes, but his mind suddenly alerted him. He jerked his head, feeling something brush against his cheek, and soon felt a faint sting. He immediately opened his eyes, only to be met with blinding spots of light and double images, unable to see anything clearly. Fortunately, his mind was still working normally, locking onto the enemy's back. He pushed off the ground with his feet, accelerated his sprint, leaped up, and flew with his sword!
The sword flash pierced the monk leader's chest, then stabbed diagonally into the ground ahead. Yan Yu rushed out of the sword flash and fell to the ground, his true energy exhausted, his strength drained, his whole body aching, and his limbs numb, as if they no longer belonged to him.

He struggled to prop himself up with his arms, but his hands slipped in the muddy soil of the riverbank, sending him facedown in the dirt. The stench of decay invaded his mouth and nose. He gasped for breath for a moment, then pushed hard again, finally managing to stand up. He spat out the mud in his mouth, grasped the hilt of his sword with his free hand, and used his consciousness to search for the enemy again, confirming his direction. Drowsily, he turned around, dragging the heavy blade of the Huangting Sword, and staggered to the side of the monk leader.

The other party was still breathing hard, and he reached out to touch the pills at his waist, but he had no strength left. Seeing Yan Yu, who looked like a blind and disabled man, approaching him, he knew that he was doomed, but he smiled grimly:

"Good! Good! Good! You can kill me, but can you kill all the cultivators in the world? Sooner or later, someone will capture your entire family, skin them alive, pull out their tendons, and search their souls to refine their spirits..."

Before he finished speaking, the Huangting sword chopped down heavily!

The monk leader continued to curse incoherently, but soon his voice faded to wails and pleas for mercy, ultimately falling completely silent. Yan Yu, still stiff and numb, raised his heavy sword and chopped it down. He raised it again and chopped it down… until the corpse was chopped to pieces, leaving no trace of a human. Only then did he plunge his heavy sword into the ground, barely holding onto the hilt with both hands, bracing himself against the blade to prevent himself from falling.

And, the enemy...

His body was about to faint and his consciousness was about to fall into the abyss, but his reason was floating upwards, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

Kill, kill, kill...

There was a sound of something falling behind him. Yan Yu suddenly grasped the sword with both hands and pulled it up with all his strength, intending to use the force of his spinning body to chop the oncoming person, but for some reason, he missed. Then, two pairs of arms, one on the left and one on the right, tightly held him up, and a familiar voice rang out:
"Medical team! Comrade Yan, we are from the medical team! Don't get excited! The enemies are all dead, the scene has been cleaned up, you can take a break..." The rest of the sentence was unclear...

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Yan Yu slowly opened his eyes. The morning sunlight shone through the window lattice, making his face feel subtly warm.

so tired.

Every time I dream of battle memories, I wake up exhausted—not physically sore and weak, but a tiredness that comes from the soul.

Can you please stop dreaming about battles? I just want to live a peaceful life now!
Yan Yu sat up from the bed. The fragrance left by Zhao Yuanzhen seemed to still linger around the bed.

Oh, right, she soaked in the hot springs too late last night, so she came to me in the middle of the night to practice dual breathing exercises, and continued until two in the morning...

No wonder I was wondering why I was dreaming. I was still practicing at two in the morning! I was so sleepy, and I was still being continuously infused with her true energy. How could I not be dreaming?

Of course I dream about past memories! When I used the external spiritual energy storage device before, I also had this unpleasant feeling of being continuously injected with external true energy!

Yan Yu went to the bathroom to wash up and decided that the demon girl was responsible for this nightmare. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.
"Captain! The driver is here to take us to the club!"

Yan Yu went over and flung the door open, startling Lin Ning who was about to continue knocking. Coming to her senses, she angrily kicked him lightly, but Yan Yu slowly dodged.

"Why do you walk without making any sound?" Lin Ning asked him.

"Is it possible that your hearing is not good?" Yan Yu asked her back.

"Pah, pah, pah! You're the one with bad hearing!" Lin Ning turned around and left, leaving behind a single sentence, "Hurry up and gather at the door!"

Yan Yu left the room and came to the door of the villa, where he saw two cars parked. The girls did not get in the cars, but chatted loudly.

"The captain is here." Su Yunjin said with a smile, "Let's get in the car."

"Let's go!" Zhao Yuanzhen waved his hand and got into the car with Xie Ruoxi.

The other three girls remained silent. Su Yunjin and Lin Ning looked at Yan Yu, seemingly with some hidden agenda.

Yan Yu saw through their intentions and sat in the passenger seat of Zhao and Xie's car, which greatly disappointed the two girls.

Chen Lingyun was having a lot of fun watching the show from the side. She smiled and got into the car with the two of them. They then set off for the club.

The Shijingshan Club, though not officially known, operates on a membership-based basis, relying entirely on referrals from members. Therefore, no advertising is necessary. Visitors are often wealthy or high-ranking, and simply being able to enter is a testament to their status.

When we arrived at the club entrance, it was Ye Jun who came to pick us up.

The girl put on makeup and wore sunglasses, looking charming and sexy. She smiled and said to the girls:

"Captain Liu has something going on at home today and can't come for the time being. I'll be the host for you all."

(End of this chapter)