I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 374: Chapter 206: Convergence

"That sword?"

"Yes. The Heaven and Earth Sword Intent is an ultimate technique that can only be unleashed by the Human Soul when it separates from the body during a Life and Death Struggle. But I forced a simulation of it using my Painter Path. It was an imperfect imitation that wounded me even as it wounded my enemy." Zheng Xiu lifted his tightly bandaged hand, a faint sweetness blooming in his heart. "The Unity Sword Intent in my hands became a double-edged sword, which only proves I haven’t grasped its true meaning. Even so, that last strike didn’t possess a ten-thousandth of the power of the true Heaven and Earth Sword Intent. A pity."

This was why Zheng Xiu called it "Unity Sword Intent" and not "Heaven and Earth Sword Intent." The difference was immense.

But even so, that pale imitation of a strike had gravely wounded Arturo in his Mystic form, leaving his fate unknown.

"His fate is unknown, which means he isn’t dead."

Zheng Xiu had already prepared for the worst and told Xie Luohe, "Mystics are not like ordinary Humans. They don’t die so easily."

Xie Luohe nodded, remaining silent.

She knew this all too well.

Mystics were all monsters, without exception.

The town had suffered heavy casualties, but most of the dead were outsiders, not members of the Tribe. Because of this, Ri Di felt no profound grief. He directed his tribesmen to tally the bodies in town and remain vigilant in case the army from the Western Regions returned.

After a while, Ri Di stewed a large pot of pork and mutton. As for the carcasses of the War Camels on the ground, they did not eat them. Instead, they buried each one. To the Sun Tribe, creatures like camels were different from pigs and sheep; they were afforded the same funeral rites as a living person.

Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu were sitting at the entrance to their home when a shy young man approached, carrying a small pot of pork and mutton stew. It was none other than Ri Ding, the one who had crossed the Great Desert.

Both of his feet were still wrapped in gauze, but he walked without any difficulty. Clearly, the changes to his feet did not hinder his movement.

"Master, Mistress, thank you!"

Ri Ding set down the stew, knelt, and kowtowed heavily three times.

"Mistress," Ri Ding said, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Zheng Xiu. In his heart, "Mistress" finally held a status equal to "Master." Zheng Xiu’s actions yesterday had proven that he wasn’t just a pretty face; he was just as capable a fighter as Xie Luohe, with explosive combat power.

Ri Ding made no attempt to hide his intentions, stating his purpose directly. "I want to learn." He pointed to his own feet.

Xie Luohe ladled out a bowl of the tender meat, blew on it gently to cool it down, and softly fed a spoonful to Zheng Xiu.

’If we weren’t in front of company, you’d be using your mouth,’

Zheng Xiu thought as he took a bite. He then asked Ri Ding, "Why?"

Ri Ding thought of his wife and child, a bashful expression on his face. "I... want... to protect... Luo."

"A good man should feel that way. Alright, I’ll teach you when I have time." As a husband himself, Zheng Xiu knew those simple words carried immense weight, and he readily agreed.

’He couldn’t make promises about other things, but when it came to gaming the system of Miracle Techniques, he was an expert.’

’In fact, Zheng Xiu suspected the reason his Painter Path had advanced with Divine Speed was that he had spent the last ten years repeatedly "leeching" off Xie Luohe. They’d been at it until they were like an old married couple. Going at it day and night... how could his progress not be fast?’

After receiving the promise, Ri Ding left, completely satisfied.

After a fierce, night-long battle, Zheng Xiu was indeed hungry. He ate his fill under Xie Luohe’s attentive care.

Zheng Xiu looked at the ruined town and struggled to his feet, wanting to check on the shop where he had spent the last ten years.

The two of them walked toward the shop. To Zheng Xiu’s relief, it wasn’t heavily damaged. With a few repairs, they could reopen on another day.

"It looks like you really should have killed Arturo that day."

The shop’s sign lay on the ground, split in two. With a sigh, Zheng Xiu turned over the broken halves.

When he saw the words on the sign clearly, his whole body trembled, and his eyes filled with utter disbelief.

"Dra... Dragon Gate Inn?"

Zheng Xiu cried out in shock.

"What is it, husband?"

Xie Luohe asked hurriedly.

Zheng Xiu’s pupils contracted violently. He frantically slapped the broken sign with his injured hand, shouting, "How can it be the Dragon Gate Inn? Fucking bullshit! How can it be the Dragon Gate Inn!"

Seeing this, Xie Luohe quickly wrapped her arms tightly around him from behind.

"Husband, calm down! What’s wrong with you!"

The scene was reminiscent of that day before Nie Gong’s Treasure Vault, when they had embraced in the same way. Only this time, their roles—the one losing control and the one holding them back—were reversed.

Zheng Xiu couldn’t believe his eyes, even reaching out to claw at the words. "Why is it the Dragon Gate Inn? Where is my Mohe Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Xie Luohe was startled at first, then suddenly smiled. "Mohe Pavilion? That’s a nice name."

Zheng Xiu looked back at Xie Luohe as if he’d seen a ghost, his face a mask of terror.

Xie Luohe said, "But... wasn’t it always the Dragon Gate Inn?"

Upon hearing her words, a sudden, excruciating pain shot through Zheng Xiu’s head, as if it were splitting apart.

He clutched his head tightly and sank to the ground, Xie Luohe’s worried calls growing more and more distant in his ears.

Darkness flooded Zheng Xiu’s vision, and he could no longer hear a single sound.

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