Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Genji drew his twin swords, one held upright and the other in reverse.

Many people in the Yellow Springs Club are members of the Fierce Ghost Clan.

This place was originally a gathering place for the evil spirits.

Yuan Zhisheng flashed his work badge, "I am the Director of the Enforcement Bureau. Please, all unauthorized personnel, leave immediately to avoid harming innocent people!"

When the twenty-odd ordinary people who frequented the place saw Yuan Zhisheng show his work ID, they immediately made a hasty retreat and left this place of trouble.

A dozen or so demons from the Fierce Demon Clan drew their daggers and charged at Genjiro.

Melee.

Ye Jingchen watched as Genji was surrounded, showing no concern for his safety whatsoever. "Genji possesses over 50% dragon blood purity, a humanoid dragon! These shrimp soldiers and crab generals think they can threaten Genji? Herzog is truly senile."

Ye Jingchen quietly retreated to the bar counter, playing with the seven fruit knives and looking at their sharp blades.

His pupils ignited with golden light, and ancient, mysterious words unconsciously escaped his lips: "Word of Power - Sword Control!"

All seven fruit knives floated up and stood silently in front of Ye Jingchen.

"Just flying by like that, all fresh and clean, won't cause any harm." Ye Jingchen stroked his chin and gestured with his finger towards the fruit knife. "Let it spin."

As if understanding Ye Jingchen's command, the fruit knife instantly began to spin at high speed.

At that moment, a red-haired boy was about to use a dagger to sneak attack Genjiro's back!

Seeing this, Ye Jingchen pointed a finger at the red-haired boy and said, "Go!"

A fruit knife, accompanied by a storm of killing intent, was aimed straight at the red-haired boy's neck.

Click.

The round object on the red-haired boy's shoulder was split open like a watermelon, its pink juice splattered everywhere. He didn't even have time to wail; he passed away peacefully.

The fruit knife, spinning at high speed, returned triumphantly without a drop of blood on its blade, like a boomerang, back to Ye Jingchen's side, serving as his loyal protector.

While engrossed in battle, Genji noticed the commotion behind him. He turned around and glanced at the red-haired boy lying on the ground, as well as the flying blades swirling around Ye Jingchen. He instantly understood the cause and effect.

Yuan Zhisheng cast a grateful glance at Ye Jingchen, then gripped his twin swords tightly, glancing sideways at the surrounding fierce ghosts and evil spirits. "Although I don't think his sneak attack can hurt me, it feels pretty good to have someone guarding my back. Is that the Word Spirit: Sword Control? Very strong."

In the crowd, a sumo wrestler who had been sitting motionless stood up.

His hair was tied in a bun, he had a round face, and was tall and fat, like a small hill.

The sumo wrestler slammed his fist on his chest, making a deep, resounding thud. "Brothers and sisters, this is the man who cruelly murdered so many of our comrades! Come with me and avenge those vengeful ghosts!"

The sumo wrestler's words were very effective. The previously loosely organized Moki Clan suddenly gained a sense of unity and put pressure on Genjiro.

The sumo wrestler slapped Genjiro, but Genjiro dodged it.

The solid wood chair was smashed into wood chips.

Genjiro slashed at the sumo wrestler's left arm with his sword!

The sumo wrestler's pupils suddenly lit up with golden light, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, expanding and turning into bluish-black scales! Like the scales of a black snake.

The spider's sharp blades slashed against the scales, creating a burst of intense sparks!

Seeing that Genjiro was not someone to be trifled with, the four members of the Fierce Ghosts turned and walked toward Ye Jingchen, who looked harmless.

Compared to the robust humanoid dragon, Yuan Zhisheng, Ye Jingchen looked more like an easy target.

While everyone's attention was focused on Genjiro and the sumo wrestler, who were fighting fiercely, Ye Jingchen quietly hid seven spinning fruit knives in a corner.

"The invisible blade is the most deadly."

Ye Jingchen ignored the four menacing members of the Fierce Ghost Clan.

He walked slowly toward the still calm young woman with his hands behind his back.

The young woman's golden eyes lit up, adding a touch of eerie charm. She rested her chin on her hand and said, "Be careful, little brother."

One of the Ghosts rushed forward, preparing to ambush Ye Jingchen.

Click!

Suddenly, a rapidly spinning fruit knife flew out from the corner, cutting off the spherical object on his shoulder, which rolled and spun several times on the ground.

The fruit knife, having accomplished its task, vanished without a trace, concealing its merit and fame, and disappeared into a corner.

The other three mixed-race individuals refused to believe it.

The leader was an old man with green hair. "I just saw it. It was a fruit knife. His incantation is Sword Control!"

I have a friend who is the strongest user of the Word of Power, Sword Control, in Tokyo. He can only control two throwing knives in his entire life.

This kid looks so young, at most he can only control a throwing knife.

"Don't be afraid, the three of us will attack together! That way he won't be able to do anything!"

The two henchmen believed it and followed the green-haired old man as he rushed towards Ye Jingchen's back.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The two henchmen died with their eyes wide open, cursing, "That green-haired old geezer @￥%..."

Green-haired old man: "..."

The three fruit knives quickly left the scene, returning to a corner and hiding.

So weird.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "He's the devil!"

The group of fierce ghosts with bright yellow eyes who were surrounding Ye Jingchen and were planning to take advantage of the situation to make a move immediately retreated upon hearing these words!

They all thought Ye Jingchen was too strange.

A kid with white hair was a beat slow to react and didn't have time to back away.

He looked at Ye Jingchen nervously.

Just then, Ye Jingchen glanced at him unintentionally.

The two hit it off.

Ye Jingchen: "Go!"

Click!

White-haired brat: "Just because I glanced at you in the vast sea of ​​people..."

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the daily task! Slay a dragon-blooded creature. Task progress: 10/10. Task reward: Dragon blood purity increased by 5% + Word of Power: Immortality.]

Ye Jingchen glanced at the clock on the wall of the club; it was exactly twelve o'clock.

He pulled up a leather chair, sat down in front of the young woman, and reclined comfortably.

The club is very spacious, and a no-man's-land is formed within ten meters of Ye Jingchen.

The little devils would rather fight to the death with Yuan Zhisheng than get close to Ye Jingchen and die an unclear death.

The young woman was very good at reading people, and in an instant, she clearly sensed that Ye Jingchen was even more unfathomable than before.

At the same time, she noticed that Ye Jingchen was looking at the clock and secretly speculated in her heart, "This little brother must be an extreme perfectionist."

The young woman forced a smile, looking into Ye Jingchen's golden eyes, "Perfect."

“I still prefer the carefree way you were just now,” Ye Jingchen chuckled as he looked at the young woman, then lifted his right leg and placed it on her thigh. “Give me a leg massage.”

"It would be my pleasure!" The young woman smiled obsequiously, her hands clenched into small fists as she gently massaged Ye Jingchen's legs. "But aren't you going to help him?"

At this moment, Genjiro was still surrounded by the demons, and there was already a pool of blood at his feet.

Both swords turned bright red.

Genjiro's strength is undeniable, but these brats, as soon as they get injured, pull out syringes and inject themselves with dragon blood DNA serum, instantly becoming energetic, faster, higher, and stronger.

Ye Jingchen didn't even glance at Yuan Zhisheng, showing no concern whatsoever for him. He casually took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

He glanced at the young woman indifferently and beckoned to her.

The young woman understood Ye Jingchen's meaning and nervously moved closer.

Ye Jingchen lifted the young woman's delicate chin with his hand, "When I tug on the silk threads, they will dance."

*Click!*9

Nine blood-red flowers suddenly bloomed, standing out like vibrant, crimson spider lilies amidst the crowd.

Nine little devils died with regret.

Art is awe-inspiring.

The young woman opened her mouth wide. The image of the "other shore flower" was reflected in her pupils. Her golden eyes trembled, and her delicate body shook.

Ye Jingchen reached out and stroked the young woman's back, as if petting a cat. The young woman did indeed calm down gradually because of Ye Jingchen's comforting touch, and nestled in Ye Jingchen's arms.

Once midnight passed, it was already the next day. Ye Jingchen silently thought to himself, "Check the progress of the daily tasks."

[Ding! Slayed a dragon-blooded creature, 9/10. Quest Reward: Dragon Blood Purity increased by 5% + Unknown.]

"As expected, it's still unknown."

Suddenly, a loud bang!

The doors to the Yellow Springs Club were kicked open!

Three figures burst through the door, shouting in unison, "Boss, we're here to help you!"