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"Then let me do my dad a favor and let's go now."
"Why, Dad?"
The old man's gaze passed over the beaded curtain and fell upon the petite figure outside, waiting for the water to boil.
His eyes instantly became incredibly doting.
"You wouldn't want Xiaoyu to see you leave, would you?"
"She's a sentimental girl, she'll be sad to see you leave."
Lin Ci followed his gaze.
The small figure was standing on tiptoe, looking longingly at the kettle on the stove, hoping the water would boil quickly.
The true protagonist of this world is still a carefree little girl.
The thought that Xiaoyu might cry her eyes out because of his departure softened Lin Ci's heart.
He really couldn't bear to see that scene.
Lin Ci withdrew his gaze and solemnly addressed his father.
"Dad, after I'm gone, let Jackie Chan help Valmont and the others do some legitimate business."
"Let him work in the internet industry; he'll definitely make a fortune in the future."
Dad nodded.
"I'll pass it on."
Lin Ci looked at the old man before him, a wise man of this world, who had helped him a great deal, as if he were his own child.
All the words in the world can be summed up in just two.
"I'm leaving."
The old man had a beaming smile on his face and kind, gentle eyes.
"If you have the chance in the future, remember to come back and visit your father."
Lin Ci nodded heavily.
"Most definitely."
He meditated in his heart.
"System, proceed to the next world."
[Ding! We are about to travel to the next world. Please hold on tight.]
Under his father's gaze, Lin Ci's figure began to become illusory, and finally disappeared completely.
The study returned to its previous tranquility.
Just then, the beaded curtain was suddenly lifted.
Xiaoyu came running in, carrying two steaming cups of tea.
"Dad! The tea's here!"
With a bright smile on her face, she handed one of the cups to her father.
"Lin Ci, I poured you a glass too!"
However, when she looked around, the study was empty except for her father.
Xiaoyu's face was full of confusion.
"Dad, where's Lin Ci?"
The old man took the teacup, took a sip, and had a doting smile on his face.
"He had something to do, so he left first."
Xiaoyu gave a somewhat disappointed "Oh," but quickly cheered up again.
"When will he come to visit again?"
The old man looked at the spot where Lin Ci had disappeared, his eyes becoming complex and profound.
"It'll be quick."
Chapter 33 Freshmen
This was Lin Ci's only feeling after transmigrating to this world and arriving at this place.
He didn't know which world this was.
Beneath my feet lies cracked, scorched earth, and in the distance, collapsed walls and broken stone pillars.
The sky was perpetually dark, without sun or moon, only a lifeless twilight.
The air was filled with a burnt smell of sulfur mixed with dust.
"Where did this come from for me?"
Lin Ci looked around, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.
This eerie and mysterious empty place exudes an ominous aura.
[Ding! Host's soul detected as stable; transmigration successful!]
The system notification sounded in my mind at the right time.
[New World Gift Pack being sent out...]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the skill "Spirit Binding and Materialization"!]
[Spirit Binding and Materialization: Any "spirit" imprisoned by a host can be transformed into a human form, regaining its peak strength and maintaining absolute loyalty to the spirit binder forever!]
Lin Ci's pupils suddenly contracted.
How to restore the peak strength of the bound spirit?
And possess absolute loyalty?
His heart skipped a beat, then he was enveloped in a tremendous surge of joy.
The Fire Demon Lord has arrived!
He truly has everything he needs now!
As for Tara, her peak strength was probably comparable to that of Taiyin and Taiyang.
But the Holy Lord...
What a terrifying existence a Holy Lord would be if he broke free from the constraints of the world's rules and regained his full power.
Lin Ci raised his hand almost impatiently.
With a thought, two completely different clouds of black mist emerged from behind him.
The soul of the Holy Lord, burning with black mist, and the hideous ghostly head of Tara.
"Boss! This is another world!"
As soon as Tara appeared, she shouted excitedly, her huge head turning around curiously.
The Holy Lord's reaction was much calmer.
His crimson eyes swept over the desolate landscape, a thoughtful light emanating from his soul.
"Wonderful, truly a wondrous ability."
He had truly felt that he was no longer affected in the slightest by the original Yin-Yang balance rules of the world.
Lin Ci truly possesses the power to traverse the world.
Lin Ci nodded slightly to Tara in response.
Then, his gaze fell on the Holy Lord.
"Holy Lord, I once promised you that I would take you away from your world, save you from the ultimate pain of the imbalance of Yin and Yang, and make your wisdom and power stronger."
The Lord's burning soul suddenly paused.
Even in his soul form, one could sense that his breathing rhythm had instantly become rapid.
"Boss, what do you mean?"
Lin Ci didn't speak, but gave him an affirming look.
"I will fulfill my promise now."
He extended his right hand, palm facing up.
A soft and pure white light slowly emerged from his palm, radiating a warm and sacred aura.
Lin Ci gently pushed that ball of light toward the Holy Lord's soul.
The moment the light touched the Holy Lord, it merged into him like mercury spilling onto the ground.
The Holy Lord felt an unimaginable, immense power growing wildly and rapidly within the depths of his soul.
The power of the twelve talismans that had once been integrated into Lin Ci's body seemed to be summoned at this moment.
He is returning to his origins in a completely new way.
His magic was increasing exponentially.
But what surprised the Holy Lord even more was that he could feel his soul form slowly becoming ethereal, as if it were about to dissipate into the world.
"Boss, this..."
Lin Ci simply looked at him calmly, indicating that he didn't need to worry.
The Holy Lord then stopped thinking about it.
He chose to believe Lin Ci.
The next second, his demonic soul, burning with hellfire, completely transformed into countless red specks of light and vanished without a trace.
Tara was terrified; the enormous ghost face was contorted in horror.
"Boss, kill him!!"