Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1269 - 563: Not Much
Previously on Online: I Can See Health Bars...
At the guesthouse.
"Master, news has come from the Rebel Army."
Qin Er tapped on the partially open door and whispered softly.
Yet, she refrained from peeking within.
The master was apparently reclining shirtless on the bed, with that woman positioned very near to him...
This... this... did I pick the worst possible moment to interrupt...
The Rebel Army's message couldn't be concealed by her; who knew what wrath these two powerhouses might unleash! Recalling the horrifying massacre from that night, any hint of concealment could lead to a swift blade rising and a head tumbling...
Qin Er knew her place perfectly—as a weakling like her, submission was key to enduring under such fearsome beings.
Death held no appeal for her, not even with the apparent Blue Blood Disease infection; she refused to perish.
Tales of rebirth and afterlife were nothing but lies, akin to the deceptive creeds spread by those cults.
Buddhist teachings promise eternal joy through faith in the Buddha, but devotees drop dead regardless.
"Stay outside."
As these thoughts swirled in Qin Er's mind, the man within responded calmly and steadily.
So brazen! Indulging in such closeness under the sun's glare, utterly unfazed by discovery...
Qin Er's face turned red, and she shut the ajar door.
With the door now sealed, the morning's physical check was deemed complete.
Fang Yu dressed himself and inquired with curiosity.
"Why leave the door ajar?"
Ding Hui winked playfully.
"You figure it out."
Fang Yu rolled his eyes.
Figure it out? Hope you haven't picked up some odd kink...
Fully clothed, Fang Yu rose from the bed and shifted the subject.
"How did the Rebel Army reach Qin Er? Nobody climbed the stairs all morning."
Fang Yu's senses far surpassed Ding Hui's; his lack of detection confirmed no visitors upstairs.
Then how was the intel delivered to Qin Er?
Ding Hui winked once more and explained.
"True, no one ascended, yet peculiar mosquitoes buzzed by our door twice."
Fang Yu froze in shock.
Mosquitoes?
He'd only monitored for people, ignoring bugs entirely.
Plus, those tiny pests could slip past his notice easily.
Hold on!
"Did you leave the door open after spotting the bugs first, or to lure them?"
The sequence matters, yet Ding Hui merely winked slyly, dodging a straight reply and stating instead.
"I placed a marker on that girl; any mosquito contacting her skin lets me trace its route for an hour. Now, do we trust her info or tail the bug straight to the Rebel Army?"
Truly, Ding Hui planned ahead more shrewdly than he did...
Exactly when she marked Qin Er escaped Fang Yu, since he'd scarcely noted the girl.
Fang Yu mulled it over briefly before questioning, "Where's that mosquito headed now?"
"Still flying, likely three or five streets distant. It'll halt at its base, back with its master."
"No rush then—let's get Qin Er's report first."
Ushering Ding Hui from the chamber, Fang Yu resolved to stick close to her wherever they ventured, the prior night's perils still fresh.
Thunder City's powerhouses lurked everywhere; venturing without Ding Hui's safeguard left Fang Yu wary.
Besides, engaging the vast Rebel Army force demanded utmost caution.
Qin Er stood meekly beyond the door, demeanor compliant and unassuming.
"Master."
She lowered her head in salute then, but visions of their potential room antics brought color to her cheeks.
"What's the Rebel Army's message?" Fang Yu questioned.
"The Rebel Army instructs me to head to Jiuyang Temple and relay truthful details on the master."
As she spoke, Qin Er held out her arm.
The limb appeared puffed up, like a mosquito bite, rubbed raw and inflamed.
That raised area, distorted, vaguely formed the term Jiuyang.
Ding Hui's curiosity piqued at once; she seized the hand for a close look, alarming Qin Er.
"Painful or itchy? How do they shape it into exact letters?"
Muttering to herself, Ding Hui swiftly drew her fingertip over Qin Er’s arm, drawing a drop of blood.
She coated her finger and sampled it.
In moments, regret crossed her features.
Fascinating, yet underwhelming.
"This seems like a martial arts method centered on insect control, lacking any unique attribute modifications. Were it to advance further by handling insect demons for distinctive cultivation and evolution, such a cultivation technique would possess substantial prospects for growth..."
Ding Hui had a keen interest in fresh and unusual concepts, but her stamina was finite.
Similar to how she skipped mastering arrays when shifting between fields, Ding Hui always evaluated synergy first, avoiding a complete restart in learning.
Controlling insects was undoubtedly captivating, but as the proverb suggests, merging it with approaches like insect demons makes it deserving of her deep dive into study.
Naturally, should Fang Yu desire to acquire these control skills, the situation would differ entirely.