Stuck in a Chinese novel

Wei Jun moved, as fast as he could, while he struggled against the angelic Rin who was as monstrous as she was beautiful.

Wei Jun knew for sure that he wouldn't be able to fight properly against her with her constant teleporting.

[It's called 'Lightspeed']

'Cool name and cool effect. Just one thing…'

It was pointed at Wei Jun. Wei Jun couldn't predict where she would show up next. She didn't have a set pattern as well.

[You wouldn't be able to predict anything]

'Then what should I do?'

[Feel her]

'The moment she stops and let me, sure.'

[Not feel her, feel her]

[Feel her]

[Light always leaves a trace]

[And it always creates one as well]

[You just have to be feats enough to reach that point before she completely materializes]

Wei Jun stopped. He looked around the scene. The system was right. Whenever Rin would teleport, the spot where she would be would be left with a faint scorch. The same went with the place where she would materialize.

'But that doesn't help.'

[And that's not what I'm telling you to focus]

[It's light]

[Your senses would pick it up the moment she begins to light up]

'What?'

[You feel light on your body even when your eyes are turned away]

[Do the same]

[Feel it with your body]

[Just at a very low level and make it hella fast]

'Thanks for making it sound so damn complicated.'

[You have to utilize your senses]

[It's quite easy once you get the hand of it]

Wei Jun didn't agree or disagree with the system because he was, for the tenth time, struck by Rin and thrown away. The damage this time was way less because Wei Jun was properly utilizing his Qi and thanks to the Qi veil, he was safe from Rin's angelic effects.

And the amount of Qi used was also very low so Wei Jun was doing well in that department. The only problem was not being able to fight back.

Wei Jun couldn't extend this fight for a long time because the barrier around the facility was being kept up forcefully. While it was preventing the outsiders from entering, it wasn't good news as well.

Li Wei was constantly keeping it up. The longer it was, the stronger the chances of her being discovered. If she was discovered, they would both be out of the game because saving Li Wei would be impossible with her in the custody of the CSF and he doubted Li Wei was strong enough to not spill anything.

Wei Jun had to deal with this matter here and now. Without taking too much time as well because that spelled trouble for Wei Jun and trouble was one thing Wei Jun hoped to avoid at all costs.

Wei Jun finally stopped. He took a deep breath and followed Rin's movements with his senses.

[What are you doing?]

'Trying to sense her!'

[What do you think this is?]

[A movie?]

[There's no way you'd learn such an advanced technique without zero training]

'THEN WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST YOU FU*KER!!!'

[The answer is already around you]

[Figure it out]

Wei Jun wanted to hit the system if he could because the cryptic answers were only making him mad if they were doing anything at all.

Wei Jun decided to ignore that and focused on sensing her movements again. He, however, didn't make any progress and he was steadily losing Qi.

His Qi was now halfway down and it was still gradually falling albeit very slowly.

'Huh?' Wei Jun suddenly stopped. That was a mistake as he was once again hit by Rin but he was too deep into his epiphany to care. He was more focused on the fact that his Qi consumption was too low.

'All the other skills suck Qi like vacuum pump yet this skill is barely using any…'

Either it was a great skill, or…

[You're using it wrong]

Wei Jun didn't need to be told anything more. He hurriedly tapped into his sword and began to feel the source of the veil around him. The veil of death wasn't a registered skill and for some reason, it only worked with the sword.

Wei Jun, however, didn't focus on any of that. What he focused on was to spread the radius of the veil. While it was just around his body, he wanted to spread it around him, as much as he could.

After all, in the veil of death, the angelic skills of Rin had no effect.

That hopefully also applied to the teleportation effect as well.

'But that doesn't stop her from running away.'

Wei Jun was worried that Rin wouldn't enter his veil once he put it up and might even run away. That would be another headache Wei Jun wasn't willing to deal with. So to deal with that, he needed Rin to come close to him.

The only problem was that Rin would teleport away every time she'd hit him.

[Sounds risky]

'You think?'

Wei Jun sighed and stood in his place, without even moving an inch. He remained in his place and just waited for Rin to come near him.

'Let's see how you get away now, bit*h.'

~~

While Wei Jun was fighting with an angelic beauty, the CSF on the outside was also panicking.

Why?

"Is Commander Han not waking up?" An old man asked in an overbearing voice from two middle-aged men who were down on their knees and their heads down.

"No, master," One of the two replied, "so far, there's no report on his condition."

"What is his condition?" A man standing next to the old man like a pole asked.

"He's… missing both of his legs and his hands were crushed. And for the injuries on his body… they were simply… horrifying," The man who was replying couldn't even find the right words to answer that question.

"How certain are you that it was him?" The old man asked, his voice very, very low.

"Unfortunately, master…" The middle-aged man didn't know how to reply so he looked at the one beside him for confirmation. He nodded and said, "Master, as of this moment, we aren't certain."

"All the crew that went with him is dead. Each and every one of them. Even the ones on the enemy side were found dead." The first man reported.

"What were they doing on the site?" The man standing next to the old man asked.

"We have no idea. However, we found traces of a material we've never seen before," The middle-aged man replied and pulled something out of his pocket.

It was an evidence bag and a yellowish stone could be seen through it.

The old man extended his hand and the bag began to float over to him. As the old man grabbed the bag and pulled the stone out of it, he looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "How much of it was there?"

"I'd say there was enough to fill one cart," The middle-aged man replied.

"Collect it all. We'll need it," The old man replied.

"It's already been done, master," The middle-aged man replied before he asked, "May I ask what that is, master?"

"It's golden jade," The old man replied, "A mineral so old and so rare that no one has ever seen it for centuries. Not in such raw form at least."

"What it is used for, however, I am unaware of," The old man added.

The middle-aged men nodded but remained quiet for further instructions or any other question the old man might have.

"Replace Han. He's not needed anymore. It would take enormous resources to bring him back to full health. It would be better to find someone else," The old man ruthlessly said, not caring about his subordinate in the least.

"Also, are there any traces of the demon?" The old man asked, moving back to the original topic.

"Like I said, master, we cannot be certain about it because no one has survived and the one who did is not awake. But we have to assume it was him because, who other than him, could do such a thing?" The middle-aged man said.

"I can name several, young man," The old man said.

The middle-aged man thought that the old man was offended because he wasn't concluded in such a powerful list so he apologized, "It was common sense not mentioning you, master."

"I'm not talking about myself," The old man replied.

"What is Zhu Jian doing these days?" The old man asked, without waiting for the two middle-aged men to say anything.

"The sect master of the Thunder Cloud Tempest Sect?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Is that what it's called these days?" The old man asked before he added, "Sure, him. The name of his sect changes every few decades."

"He's as arrogant as always," The other middle-aged man, who had said only one thing so far, replied.

"I see you still hate him," The old man remarked before he added, "Well, he has a right to be arrogant."

No one knew what that meant and no one dared to ask. The old man remained silent for a while before he asked, "Tell me about this biker I keep hearing about."

"Actually, master," The middle-aged man awkwardly replied, "We have a bit of a situation about that."

"What situation?" The old man asked, intrigued as he leaned forward for the first time. He looked at both men, his eyes shining yellow as he asked, "I smell something fun."