Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 44 Part 3

Pu Han had also guessed that his body couldn’t handle drawing three complete sets of conversion runes in a row, so he had already agreed with him earlier that he would take over at the third time. Yang Buqi waited for a while, didn’t see Pu Han come out, vaguely felt something was wrong, and actively went in to take a look, just in time to see Feifei violently slapping Pu Han’s face.

Pu Han leaned against the wall, motionless, his eyes slightly rolled back. Yang Buqi was startled and hurried over to shake him a few times, then covered him with his hand emitting white light. Pu Han coughed twice and finally came around.

“Don’t glare at me like that. This was an unexpected situation.” As soon as Pu Han opened his eyes, he met Yang Buqi’s reproachful gaze and quickly waved his hand, “The young No. 71 summoned this time was a bit older, bringing a stronger influence…”

The state of the No. 71 he summoned was determined by the time fragment they were in. In the current time fragment, No. 71 happened to be in a period of vigorous growth, making it a bit troublesome.

He wasn’t prepared and was directly hit in the face by the chaotic aura it brought. At first, he didn’t feel anything wrong, but as soon as Xu Turan led the monster away, his mind immediately became unclear, and he instinctively wanted to leave with that No. 71.

Chaos and clarity, two consciousnesses were fighting in his head, and as a result, he couldn’t resist for a moment and collapsed.

Yang Buqi closed his eyes and sighed: “I said early on that this kind of behavior was risky…”

“This time was really an accident,” Pu Han said. “I could have controlled it originally. Those young versions, because of Xu Turan’s ability, all seemed foolish…”

But he was foolish too. He didn’t look carefully and happened to summon a more troublesome one.

Yang Buqi: “Then what now? Call it off?”

“We can’t call it off. Xu Turan is right, evil things summoned by our own abilities should of course be used to their fullest!” Pu Han said emphatically. If his complexion wasn’t so bad, these words would have been more convincing.

“How to use them? I’m not in good condition now, drawing another set of runes would be my limit. You probably also…” Yang Buqi said halfway, suddenly realizing something, and shook Pu Han, “Wait, tell me honestly. What’s Xu Turan’s real level now?”

“Candle level, what else could it be?” Pu Han said.

…?

Yang Buqi was stunned for a moment: “She rose up from Firefly level?”

Pu Han felt his question was strange: “What else? Dropped down from Lamp level?”

“…No, it’s just too fast…” Yang Buqi recalled the time when Xu Turan became an ability user, and although he had a premonition, he still couldn’t help but marvel at her upgrade speed. However, now was obviously not the time to think about these things.

He thought for a moment and said: “How about this, for the following runes, let her draw them with me. For Candle level, drawing confinement, suppression, and defense runes should be enough…”

“It’s not impossible. She does have talent.” Pu Han thought for a moment, then frowned again, “But there are many points to pay attention to when drawing this set of runes. Is it too late for her to learn temporarily now?”

Yang Buqi shook his head, just about to speak when he suddenly saw Xu Turan poke half her body in from outside the door.

“Is everything alright in here?” she asked, “Are you all okay? I encountered a small problem on my side…”

Yang Buqi was about to respond when his gaze fell on Xu Turan’s hand, and his expression immediately changed: “What happened to your hand?”

Xu Turan’s fingers were red and dripping with blood.

“Oh, it’s nothing, this is just the small problem I mentioned.” Xu Turan pinched the wound on her finger a bit embarrassedly, “The one I just led outside, it seemed a bit unruly, the candles couldn’t contain it. So I cut my own hand and drew a pattern like you did…”

For some reason, she felt a bit dizzy the moment she finished drawing the rune—but that wasn’t the main issue.

The main issue was that she had cut her hand a bit too deep, and the bleeding wouldn’t stop.

Yang Buqi didn’t wait for her to finish speaking before rushing over, quickly covering her wound with white light while saying: “Then what about that No. 71? What happened to it?”

“It’s fine. After adding the confinement rune, it settled down.” Xu Turan said casually, “But won’t this interfere with your drawing later? Should we go erase it and start over…”

Yang Buqi: “…”

“You just said, it has already settled down?” He reflexively asked, while Pu Han beside him couldn’t hold back anymore and rushed out first.

Xu Turan looked puzzled, Yang Buqi smiled awkwardly, pushing her out together. They had just reached the corridor when they saw Pu Han standing outside a room, looking at a rune drawn on the wall inside with great interest.

Seeing the two come out, he pointed over and curiously asked Yang Buqi: “Did you teach her?”

Yang Buqi helplessly said: “Please, you’re an omniscient—can you make fewer suspicious statements that make me doubt your sanity?”

“I’m too lazy to look myself.” Pu Han smiled, carefully tracing the rune in the air with his left hand, “This completion—it’s good. It can definitely be used.”

This set of runes itself contained power ranging from Torch level to Radiance level, but it must be infused with power by a person to trigger. Theoretically, Candle level was the minimum requirement, but in practice, operators usually started from Lamp level, and even a Lamp level might not be able to draw a complete set.

So after Xu Turan drew this rune, she felt dizzy for a moment—part of her power was instantly drained, how could she not feel dizzy?

“I told you, she really can do it,” Yang Buqi said in a low voice. Pu Han gave him a strange look.

I understand the logic. But if she can do it, what are you so pleased about?

“Then let’s do as you said earlier.” Pu Han, already weak, seemed listless again once his excitement passed. He nodded to Yang Buqi and quietly moved away from the room door, sitting down against the wall to rest.

Yang Buqi responded and was about to discuss the rune drawing with Xu Turan when his gaze swept across the other side of the corridor and his expression suddenly paused.

“Um, Xu Turan.” He called Xu Turan’s name and pointed to several candles placed in the corridor. “Can you tell me… why did you put the candles in that position?”

He had seen Xu Turan place candles before. She was always very economical with them. Because the total number of candles was limited, she would never place them randomly, and after successfully encircling a No. 71 with candles, she would even tentatively remove a few to see if she could further reduce the amount used.

However, those few candles—were placed in the corridor.

In the corridor where no abominations existed.

This gave Yang Buqi a subtle feeling.

“Ah, over there? Over there…” Xu Turan glanced over, slightly frowning, her expression suddenly becoming a bit confused.