Xyrin Empire-Chapter 181 - Ding Ling’s Weakness

Chapter 181: Chapter 181 Ding Ling’s Weakness

The earth shook and the mountains trembled.

It was the conclusion Chen Jun came to much later when he reminisced about the scene at that time.

Accompanying Ding Ling’s shriek, the powerful supersonic waves, mixed in with ordinary sounds, unleashed an uncontrollable and destructive strike upon all targets ahead. The sonic energy, a hundred times sharper than a blade’s edge, easily tore through the carpet, coffee table, light fixtures, sofa, chairs, and all that stood in its path, turning them into a pile of fragments blown into the air. The ground instantly became fragmented, and the snow-white walls were covered in an instant with a complex network of deep scars. These huge scars spread and multiplied at an alarming rate, transforming the entire living room into a shattered ruin that seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment, leaving a scene of utter chaos.

When the last bit of dust was blown away with the residual force of the sound waves, Chen Jun felt as if he had arrived at a hall of post-modern art…

“Quick… it’s about to collapse…” Looking at the teetering roof and the dust and debris constantly falling before his eyes, Chen Jun muttered blankly.

Next to him, Sally had already fainted to the ground, unconscious. Fortunately, she seemed to be largely unscathed—in truth, compared to explaining to Sally the enormous destruction Ding Ling had caused in someone else’s home, that was what was really giving Chen Jun a headache, so Sally’s fainting was actually a relief to him.

Ding Ling’s scream… really was astonishingly powerful…

Of course, Chen Jun didn’t know that among the people he knew, there was a Little Loli who possessed an even more terrifying scream. That Loli Lion Roar, known as Helium Flash, after completing its Three-stage Charging, had the horrifying power to instantly shred the Earth’s crust…

As for the fact that it was the residence of an organization’s Leader that Ding Ling had destroyed—well, the more lice you have, the less you itch; the more debts you have, the less you worry. Now, Chen Jun was too lazy to think about the aftermath. He would leave all difficulties to the Old Master of the organization…

Poor kid, he didn’t even know that the organization’s Leader was actually his own grandfather.

After the scream, Ding Ling seemed to finally let go of some of her fear and began to calm down somewhat, thinking about her current situation.

The result of her contemplation was an immediate impulse to scream again—Heavens! What had she done?!

Looking at the living room, now ruined, Ding Ling wanted to roar up at the sky: This time, she was sure to be locked up until she was old and gray!

While the three of Ding Ling were each stupefied for their own reasons, there was another person in the room who was also stunned—Anwina.

The Little Ghost Maid, extremely shy, had been staying honestly at home these past few days, not even taking a single step outside the door. Apart from feeling a bit lonely without seeing her Master and others, she hadn’t found anything disagreeable. Moreover, Anwina, who hadn’t completely overcome her psychological issues, really didn’t want to see strangers. So right from the start, this Little Ghost had decided to be a qualified homebody, absolutely not to come into contact with anything from the outside world!

But she could never have imagined, not going out herself, that strangers would take the initiative to barge in—and in such an earth-shaking manner.

As an energy body life form, Anwina wasn’t hurt in the recent supersonic attack, but…

She slowly lowered her head, staring blankly at the wooden handle remaining in her hands. Just a few seconds ago, her favorite broom had turned into pieces on the floor, and that wasn’t even the worst part. The worst was… her Master’s living room.

Looking at the chaos around her, Anwina felt something thumping in her chest—though she no longer had a heart, she still felt her blood pressure rising.

Looking at the strangers who had caused all this, then at the ruins around her, Anwina’s shy nature battled fiercely with the legendary “Maid’s Soul,” as she struggled with whether she should interact with these “dangerous, terrifying, unknown, cruel” strangers, despite the fact that the encounter had already unfolded with great intensity.

Ultimately, Anwina suddenly let out a piercing screech that, while lacking the lethality of Ding Ling’s scream, eerily sent shivers down one’s spine. She then swiftly rose into the air, her body’s white glow suddenly intensifying tenfold. This Ghost Maid who only a second before was as dim as the moon, now shone dazzlingly like a blinding morning sun.

The drastic change before their eyes snapped Lin Feng and Ding Ling quickly to attention. It was obvious that the opponent was about to initiate an attack. Ding Ling immediately took a defensive stance, while Lin Feng swiftly moved Sally behind him for protection.

The white light suddenly dissipated, yet to Ding Ling and Lin Feng’s surprise, the anticipated attack did not materialize. Instead, the living room that had been trembling on the brink of collapse a second ago miraculously repaired itself.

Of course, it hadn’t completely returned to its original state; the living room was still a mess. But the most dangerous cracks in the walls, floor, and ceiling had been mended. Was the purpose of that burst of white light to repair the damage?

As Lin Feng pondered this, the ghostly maid suddenly floated in front of him and Ding Ling and then gracefully bowed midair.

Noble, elegant, exuding an ancient serenity that only old nobility possessed—this was Lin Feng’s impression of the Ghost Maid before him.

“Hello, I am the maid here, Anwina. My master is not at home right now. Is there anything I may assist you with?” asked Anwina with a faint smile, her ethereal ghostly voice carrying through.

Calm, restrained, elegant, polite, dignified, anti-wolf… cough cough, except the last… anyway, one must pay attention to one’s own behavior…

While striving to maintain her composure, Anwina mentally rehearsed the guidelines taught by the Maid Chief on how to handle such situations: As an outstanding maid, all her actions directly represented her master’s face. She must behave properly, advance and retreat with courtesy to any guest—even if they were unwelcome and troublesome visitors—it was essential to remember to maintain elegance and etiquette even while driving them away.

It must be said that in some respects, the Azeroth nobles had indeed got it very right… though that “rightness” ultimately benefited me…

“Uh… ahh… we are friends of Chen Jun… um, what… are you Chen Jun’s…” Lin Feng stammered, his thoughts becoming more and more muddled. What was going on? Was he dreaming? Encountering a Ghost in broad daylight? A Ghost Maid? Could it be from watching too much anime recently? But wait, that wasn’t even his hobby…

Despite being a powerful Superpower User, and having experienced countless unimaginable events to ordinary people, ghosts were different from the usual paranormal phenomena. Even Lin Feng couldn’t help feeling disoriented in the presence of a Ghost like this.

“Chen Jun is my master,” Anwina kept her graceful and decent smile, but her words became increasingly stern, “but I do not know whether my master is acquainted with you. Do you have anything that could prove your identities?”

“Proof… of identity?” Lin Feng felt as if his brain was being filled and gradually hardening like it was stuffed with Sanlu milk powder, his cognitive abilities in a sharp decline. “We don’t have… anything…”

“I regret to inform you that I must ask you to leave—you have caused considerable damage to the master’s house, and this would trouble my master deeply. Therefore, you are not welcome here.”

Strangely enough, despite Anwina’s tone remaining gentle and calm, both Ding Ling and Lin Feng suddenly felt waves of cold washing over them…

Caught between a guilty conscience and the innate Ghostly talent for psychic deterrence, an already disoriented Lin Feng had no choice but to turn his plea for help towards Ding Ling. Yet, to his dismay, he found that Ding Ling—who normally was as fearless as Lin Xue—had collapsed to the ground…

Who would have imagined that Ding Ling, whose nerves were usually as robust as specialized ceramics, had her greatest weakness exposed—she was terrified of ghosts…

But on the other hand, it seemed he was quite nervous himself…

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The Ghost Maid before him continued to smile, but the look in her eyes grew colder. Lin Feng realized he had underestimated her. After all, she was a ghost…