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"You must have mistaken me for someone else. If not, then I'll take my leave..."

Just as Li Xinxin turned to leave, about to take a step, the indigenous son suddenly blocked her way. He spoke in a calm, slightly provocative tone...

"It's probably too late for you to leave now."

"Haven't you noticed that the whole world is going crazy for you, going crazy for the immortals?"

"Come with me. The bodies of the immortals should be put to good use. Moreover, neither humanity nor the will of Heaven will allow the immortals to appear in this world. Because if the immortals were to appear, they would surely cause chaos in the world and bring disaster to the country and its people..."

"Comply with me, give yourself to me, give me your body, and I will cherish and protect you. Come, let me take you back to the indigenous home."

His eyes were fixed on Li Xinxin, like a wolf spotting its prey. Then he reached out and grabbed at Li Xinxin's arm.

Li Xinxin didn't want to waste time with him and listen to his nonsense.

Li Xinxin had wanted to kick him away for a long time, but this world wasn't the one she originally belonged to. She could only suppress her temper and say:

"If you keep spouting nonsense, I don't mind having a big fight with you and killing you with my own hands..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Xinxin strode forward, trying to leave. But the native son persisted, completely ignoring Li Xinxin's warning. He quickly took a large step forward, blocking her way. Li Xinxin kicked at the native son, but he deflected the kick with a palm strike. Then, the native son slammed his palm down on Li Xinxin, who dodged it and smashed her palm against the stone door, shattering it into pieces.

Li Xinxin was startled. She shouted, "Chen Ziwen, help me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the indigenous son suddenly sprinted forward. Taking advantage of Li Xinxin's inattention, a fist was about to land on her head.

Suddenly, a powerful force appeared and rushed towards the fist.

The force slammed into the indigenous son. Before he could react, the son was sent flying and crashed to the ground beside him.

Li Xinxin thought she was going to die, but unexpectedly, she escaped danger. She thought Chen Ziwen had saved her, but when she opened her eyes, the person in front of her was An'an Mitsui, the son of gods and Buddhas.

Before long, Chen Ziwen appeared beside Li Xinxin.

The moment Chen Ziwen appeared, the system started frantically alerting him again as he looked at the son of gods and Buddhas and the son of the natives.

"Should we accept the Goddess's Heart and the Ginkgo Tree Root?"

Although the system was frantically issuing warnings, Chen Ziwen knew at this moment that his inner mental strength was insufficient.

Previously, in order to absorb the treasures that had been seized, the system was continuously activated, which consumed a considerable amount of spiritual energy from the inner sea of ​​the spirit. If, at this moment, one were to rashly resist them and try to seize the treasures, it would likely require a great deal of effort, making it a losing proposition.

More importantly, if the son of the indigenous people and the son of the gods and Buddhas could be easily defeated by others, then the heart of the goddess and the root of the ginkgo tree would probably have been stolen long ago and become someone else's possession, and it wouldn't be his turn to take them today.

After weighing the options carefully, Chen Ziwen made his decision.

Upon seeing Chen Ziwen, the son of the gods and Buddhas before him involuntarily revealed a wary expression, staring intently at Chen Ziwen, and said;

“I can sense that you’re wary of me. We should be enemies, no, to be precise, adversaries…”

Li Xinxin looked at the son of gods and Buddhas with a strange expression, pursed her lips, and then looked at Chen Ziwen and said:

"Ignore him, he's just a strange kid... Alright, let's hurry up and leave, this is no place to stay..."

Just as the two were about to leave, Liu Xiaoren suddenly appeared. He was truly someone who loved to watch the drama unfold.

Liu Xiaoren stepped forward and said.

"We hadn't even had a chance to make a move yet, and just as we were about to, someone struck you with a palm and saved you. So strictly speaking, your life still belongs to them. What do you think you should call them?"

At this moment, Liu Xiaoren pointed his finger directly at An'an Mitsui.

Liu Bo, who was standing next to him, frowned upon hearing this.

But An'an Mitsui, with a smile on his lips, blurted out.

"I am An'an Mitsui from the Daishokoku-ji Temple, from an island nation..."

Then Liu Xiaoren spoke directly.

"It was An'an Mitsui who personally saved you, why don't you hurry up and thank her?"

"By the way, Chen Ziwen, do you know why he's only wary of you?"

As Chen Ziwen looked at the son of gods and Buddhas, the system began to calculate the various properties and powers of the son of gods and Buddhas.

When he received this data, he was utterly astonished, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"The son of gods and Buddhas, combat power 0, empathy 0, avoidance 0... Could it be that it is the root of the ginkgo tree!..."

Therefore, all his physical attributes and strength are 0.

Such a person forced Chen Ziwen to be even more cautious. After all, even with his current strength, he wasn't entirely confident of defeating him. The opponent was unfathomable and difficult to understand, which was indeed the case so far.

Liu Xiaoren noticed Chen Ziwen staring blankly at the Son of Gods and Buddhas. His eyes darted around, and he wondered if the two of them were having some kind of charade he didn't know about.

"Could it be because two men are vying for one woman, that they're so fiercely competing...?"

Upon hearing Liu Xiaoren's words, Li Xinxin kicked him hard in the stomach. She hurriedly said:

“Liu Xiaoren, if you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute. Brother Chen, don’t listen to Liu Xiaoren’s nonsense. The son of gods and Buddhas is just a little kid. He’s been here for several days now and hasn’t done anything out of line. He’s probably wary of you because he’s not familiar with you yet. Don’t worry about it. Leave this to me. You should go back and get some rest. After all, we have important matters to attend to in the next few days…”

After regaining his senses, Chen Ziwen burst into laughter and said to Li Xinxin:

"Don't worry, I know about this. I won't take it to heart. I can roughly tell what kind of person the son of a god or Buddha is. After all, as the saying goes, 'the face reflects the heart,' and I believe the son of a god or Buddha is a kind person..."

After Chen Ziwen finished speaking, he looked at the Son of Gods and Buddhas. At this moment, the Son of Gods and Buddhas was also looking at Chen Ziwen. Seeing the close relationship between Chen Ziwen and Li Xinxin, his eyes revealed deep hostility, wishing he could immediately trap Chen Ziwen there.