Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 383 - 302: Beware of the Witch!

"You, you’re a witch!?"

These words made Fu Ling’s eyes go wide, and she pointed at He Ya in disbelief.

Now this was a serious issue.

Although this assistant was a clueless madman, he was a member of the Ashen Church, and his death by curse killing was tantamount to a provocation against the entire Ashen Church.

Fu Ling’s gaze swung back and forth between Duan Mingyuan and He Ya, knowing that Duan Mingyuan does things on a whim and disregards trifles. Yet, she never imagined he would brazenly bring a witch onto the Universe Company’s Eco-Ship.

"No, I am not."

He Ya waved her hands innocently, "I merely meant well by reminding him of some cautions when dealing with wizards. You all heard it just now, he claimed to have executed twenty wizards, yet it turns out all those he executed were mere commoners. If there really were any wizards among them, his manner of acting would have gotten him killed long ago."

As she spoke, Duan Mingyuan had also completed the autopsy, and acquired a deeper understanding of the "real damage" caused by wizards.

No wonder not even the Long Branch Guard’s armor could withstand the Art of Curse Killing because it was an attack aimed directly at the soul.

Although the deceased assistant left a whole corpse, his soul had been shattered in the curse killing.

"However, this might not be such bad news after all; at least it proves there’s a wizard among us on this Eco-Ship right now."

She explained languidly, "Although the Art of Curse Killing is known as a lethal and evil spell, for the ritual conditions to be met, the cursing wizard must have had close contact with the cursed, following this theory, everyone he has met on the Eco-Ship could potentially be a wizard in disguise, including you, Miss Fu Ling."

"You mean people he talked to?"

Fu Ling asked.

At this point, she could only put her trust in Duan Mingyuan once more.

This man, although sometimes eccentric in his thinking, was definitely not a terrorist.

In fact, according to most conventional views, Duan Mingyuan could even be considered a good person.

"That’s a trick of low-level wizards. More advanced ones can learn the target’s identity through Mind Reading Technique; they just need to glance at you in a crowd to easily take your lives."

He Ya’s explanation gave Fu Ling chills.

She now understood more directly why Universe Company’s executives were so fearful of wizards.

They often needed to attend meetings and events on various planets to maintain the company’s positive image. If there were wizards among the crowd, they could be killed without any warning.

This method of assassination was far more terrifying than any killer organization they knew about.

No risk, no evidence left behind, and the victim wouldn’t even know when they were struck.

It was just like the assistant who now lay on the ground— he claimed he was experienced, having dealt with many wizards, yet his death looked no different from an ordinary person.

"I wouldn’t say this is good news at all; all the renowned figures in the academic field are on this ship. If they start a slaughter on the Eco-Ship..."

Fu Ling didn’t dare to continue the thought.

If these people died, humanity’s level in life sciences would directly enter a dark age.

"Don’t worry; you’re dealing with wizards, not a bunch of psychopathic killers who murder on sight. At least they’re not so hasty to send those who talk about them to the guillotine."

He Ya smiled faintly, "This only shows that there’s something they want on this ship."

.........

At the same time, Jiuyue, who had gotten up late, finished washing up and took the "Auspicious Fox Cultivation Manual" up the mountain.

Yesterday the news of Saintfield VI’s death interrupted her reunion with her parents, and now, since Mr. Mingyuan had gone to work, she had the whole day to spend on the mountain.

She came with a learning mindset. In the domain of accompanying her husband, she still had much to learn.

For instance, how to completely enrapture Mr. Mingyuan.

Jiuyue wasn’t satisfied with her performance in this regard; she felt she hadn’t tapped into the true potential of a nine-tailed Fox Demon.

In the book, humans bewitched by a nine-tailed Fox Demon couldn’t even walk straight upon seeing them.

"Don’t look at those fabricated books,"

that’s what Jiuyue’s mother had to say about it.

She dismissed the obviously slanderous data to one side—those were figments of human imagination, which arrogantly assumed that Fox Demons must have used some sort of Spell to control humans.

She had Jiuyue sit opposite her and instructed, "These are all dishonest tricks; you don’t need to resort to such schemes to live your life."

Moreover, given their son-in-law’s abilities, the trickery of bewitching minds would absolutely not work.

But seeing her daughter carefree and untroubled eased her mind a great deal.

From a parent’s perspective, this lack of ’a string’ obviously meant that she hadn’t suffered hardships or encountered troubles, which at least indicated that her daughter’s upbringing had been smooth-sailing, and even now, she wasn’t burdened by too many worries.

The mother looked at Jiuyue, her eyes somewhat misty.

Perhaps it was the natural Luck of Ruihu that had always been protecting Jiuyue.

Just then, the father who had finished slaughtering a chicken and picked wild fruits and vegetables, entered the house and said, "Instead of fixating on these crooked paths, you’d better learn a few dishes from your old man. These are your mother’s favorites; back when I first met her, she was quite indifferent, but after tasting my cooking, she would often come to the mountain to scrounge meals, and eventually, she just settled here on the mountain."

After all, they were all Fox Demons.

There was no need to make such a clear distinction between Auspicious Fox and Mischievous Fox—once you’re up the mountain, you’re all family.

"You’re the one who invited me!"

The mother glared at him, chiding.

She certainly did not wish to give off an impression of freeloading, which would undermine the dignity of a Mischievous Fox.

"Yes, yes, it was I who invited you."

At this point, Jiuyue also came back to her senses, her mood unwittingly easing.

This back-and-forth banter was what she longed for and missed.

She made up her mind to learn a few family dishes from her old man today; that meant more to her than the skills of the Imperial Dining Room, and it would also bring up many stories related to Ruihu.

She planned to share these stories with Mr. Mingyuan at the dinner table.

With this in mind, she followed in her father’s footsteps.

Her father took out a cleaver and skillfully butchered the chicken while Jiuyue eagerly helped, her competent manner winning her father’s nodding approval.

Compared to the Jiuyue he remembered, his daughter had indeed grown up.

If the younger Jiuyue had entered the kitchen, she would have surely made a mess of the ingredients.

"Who taught you all this?"

Her father asked casually.

"Ah Jing."

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The father repeated the name, then inquired, "Is this person a maiden or a young master?"

"It’s Ah Jing!"

Jiuyue emphasized, looking at her father somewhat puzzled.

Many of her survival skills were taught by Ah Jing, who also taught her how to blend into human society and live like a normal being.

"Didn’t you entrust her to take care of me?"

Her father’s hands paused, and he turned his face to look at her, his expression suddenly serious.

"We haven’t entrusted anyone."

He paused, then asked further, "This Ah Jing you speak of, what exactly is her background?"

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