My Arms Can Turn into Blades-Chapter 75 - 69: Bell

Approximately twenty minutes earlier.

Celestial Strategy Trading.

After watching Chen Lusi and the others leave, Si Yujie began dealing with paperwork, while also keeping track of feedback from other teams.

After all, Peng City was, in principle, her designated defense area.

No matter how tense things got, she still had to bear the responsibility in this regard.

Although... she wasn’t particularly skilled in this area of work.

Fortunately, the problem wasn’t too big.

Apart from Chen Lusi and the others who had just set off, the other teams were progressing fairly smoothly.

At least, for the moment, no one had requested assistance.

Although the specific circumstances were still unknown... this was enough to give her a slight breath of relief.

"I hope everyone returns safely,"

Si Yujie stretched lazily, flaunting her impressive figure, and muttered to herself.

Then.

She put down her hand, ready to continue with the seemingly endless paperwork...

But as soon as she lowered her head, her movement paused.

Then, she expressionlessly raised her head again and suddenly lifted her hand towards the door.

The next second.

Bang—

A golden flash appeared and vanished in an instant.

The glass door shattered instantly, turning into countless fragments that whistled outward.

The golden flash wrapped in glass shards continued forward.

The solid concrete dissolved like tofu.

Rebar twisted.

Accompanied by wailing.

The golden flash disappeared.

And a large hole that stretched from Celestial Strategy Trading to the outside of the building appeared before her eyes.

The howling wind from outside poured into the room, lifting strands of hair by Si Yujie’s temples and emphasizing her already icy cold beautiful face.

She watched as those wearing bronze masks fell from hundreds of meters high.

Then, her fair arm moved aside.

"...Even if most of the focus is on the primary school, even if we entered in batches, even if we used an ancient object, we can’t hide it?"

Before Si Yujie could initiate another technique,

a hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly sounded.

At the same time.

A figure with a bronze mask and a body shrouded in a thin mist, obscuring its form, suddenly flashed in front of Si Yujie.

He raised his arm high and slammed the half-man-high Copper Man in his hand to the ground with force.

Thud—

A dull thud.

The Copper Man landed.

A ring of airwaves spread outward from the Copper Man, sweeping through every corner of the entire floor in an instant.

The airwave lifted Si Yujie’s hair again.

But this time, although she raised her hand, the technique didn’t activate.

"Collect all the weapons in the world, gather them in Xianyang, melt them into a Bell..."

Si Yujie’s expression changed slightly as she glanced at the nearly one-meter-high Copper Man in warrior garb with a crown on the ground, and then slowly raised her gaze to the figure wearing the bronze mask, "Bell."

"As expected of someone known as the Shadow Celestial Strategy, you truly are knowledgeable,"

the figure said as he slowly straightened up, smiling lightly when he saw that Si Yujie had raised her hand but not activated the technique. "This is the first batch of Bells, its symbolic significance is very strong. I was worried before that this wouldn’t suppress you... But now it seems I overthought it. After the Sealing and Sacrifice Ceremony, as long as the soul’s roots remain mainstream, even the authorities of the Ancient System have to be restrained.

After all, before you got the authority, you are still human... And as long as you are human, the first unified feudal dynasty’s ancient object can take effect."

As he spoke.

Dozens of other figures wearing bronze masks appeared behind him.

They all looked at Si Yujie.

"Self?" Si Yujie spoke as if she hadn’t heard what he said, slowly lowering her hand, undoing the top button of her woman’s suit jacket, and asked.

"Yes."

"You’ve gone to so much trouble... even bringing in the Bell, an ancient object extended from Emperor Qin’s order to confiscate weapons from all under heaven, to prevent me from using a technique—is your intention to take my daughter?"

Si Yujie continued to ask.

"Not take,"

the figure shook his head, refuting, "She doesn’t belong in the human world; I’m just trying to return her to her rightful place... Besides, Miss Si, she’s not your daughter, you know that better than me, there’s no need to fight for a stranger, just stay where you are. I promise, we’ll leave in two hours."

At this point.

He paused, lightly tapping on the mask on his face, "You should know what that means, right? We, ’Copper Men,’ aren’t restricted by the Bell. Even if we’re not particularly capable, we can still trap you for a while. There’s no need for unnecessary casualties."

"...Unnecessary casualties? Return her to her rightful place?"

Si Yujie sneered, slowly lifting her head to look in the direction of Qinyuan Primary School, lightly clenching her fists.

Then.

She turned her head, glaring at the silhouette and the unexpected guests, the neatly knotted hair behind her head suddenly unraveling, flying backward, "If I can’t use a technique, I’ll personally rip out your spines!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking,

a phantom of a four-clawed golden dragon appeared behind Si Yujie, its reflection visible in everyone’s eyes.

The figure seeing this scene sighed.

Indeed, relying solely on the Bell wasn’t enough... But it’s okay, one or two hours is still manageable.

Si Yujie leaned on the golden dragon, the humanity on her beautiful face quickly fading, gradually tinged with an aura of inviolable sanctity.

In that moment,

she appeared just like a god.

[Ancient System, Level 1 Authority, Rushou.]

...

Ten minutes earlier.

At a different location.

On the highway.

Xia Yue was sitting in the back seat of the car, originally always gazing in the direction of Peng City.

But suddenly, he seemed to sense something, retracting his gaze, and suddenly reached out to tap Old Li, who was driving.

"Pull over."

Upon hearing this, Old Li was startled and immediately said, "Ah Yue, this is the highway, and besides, aren’t you in a hurry to get back?"

Xia Yue remained silent, only pointing ahead.

Old Li paused, then squinted his eyes and looked forward.

In the distance,

an elderly man, like a living corpse, stood in the central road, ignoring the cars whizzing past, fixating his gaze on him and Xia Yue.

Seeing the man blocking the road, Old Li was silent for a moment, fiercely turning the steering wheel and coming to a stop directly on the emergency lane.

Xia Yue thanked Old Li, asking him to stay in the car, then opened the door and got out.

A tall figure appeared.

The old man, who seemed like a living corpse, took a step forward, appearing on the emergency lane, looking at Xia Yue, who was over ten meters away.

"Gone completely mad?" Xia Yue asked.

"I want to talk to you,"

the old man spoke in a shaky voice, not loud but still clear enough to reach Xia Yue’s ears, "Xia Yue... I don’t want to be here; I just want to live. Promise me, let that girl use her authority on me, let me survive.

You only need to promise me this simple request, and I’ll leave immediately. Other conditions are negotiable, even if you want me to join Celestial Strategy Mansion and serve you loyally, I’ll do it."

"Consider it a favor... I’ve lived for over one hundred seventy years, half of which I’ve dedicated to the country and the people, having handled two first-class legends, forty-two second-class legends, and countless third-class legends in the process.

I have no merit, but I’ve endured hardship... Consider my years of dedication, let me live."