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"After weak overlapping occurs, the physical laws and principles of the current region can change due to the overlap with the otherworld... There\'s also the possibility that creatures from the otherworld could come through the \'rifts\' to our world."

Xue Jing suddenly said, "Is this the process by which Intersecting Boundaries are born?"

Void Blade shook his head, "Yes, and no."

"Intersecting Boundaries are the result when the contamination rate reaches 100%. They are not of the Current World, nor of the Otherworld; they are something born from the fusion of both worlds... There\'s another term for it, \'Subworld\'."

"Weak overlapping can eventually lead to an Intersecting Boundary, but the process is reversible. As long as the appropriate measures are taken to prevent the transition from \'weak overlapping\' to \'strong overlapping\'."

"In the past sixty years, the new Intersecting Boundaries that have appeared didn\'t develop slowly from weak overlapping. Instead, they were formed by a collision between two worlds, instantly creating areas with contamination rates over 60%, which finally became irreversible Intersecting Boundaries..."

Xue Jing nodded, expressing his amazement, "I\'ve learned something new."

Void Blade crossed his arms and said, "In any case, these unfinished buildings in the South City area could experience weak overlapping phenomena at any moment. Pay attention and don\'t get too close carelessly."

Xue Jing nodded in understanding.

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Hidden Dragon Dojo, Heart-Nourishing Room.

Xue Jing had stripped down to just his shorts, obediently lying on a physiotherapy bed.

Li Qi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spun the wheels with his hands as he circled around, inspecting the dragon scale marks lingering on Xue Jing\'s skin, and he sighed, "Golden Scale Skin... have you actually managed to cultivate it?"

Zhu Shanying and Meng Qingjiao were standing at the head and foot of the bed, applying a medicinal paste onto Xue Jing\'s body.

"Younger Disciple Brother, you really don\'t make things easy for us. You always return covered in wounds."

As Zhu Shanying rubbed the skin of Xue Jing\'s thigh, she infused the medicine into the skin with Power, all the while complaining.

"Hisss—" Xue Jing kept inhaling sharply from the pain.

The skin membrane, which had withstood the full impact of the Cockroach Monster while in Golden Scales Transformation, was severely damaged internally. Even a light touch felt like a metal brush scraping flesh, let alone a massage with Power.

"It\'s not what I wished for, but it was compelled by circumstances," Xue Jing said helplessly.

He didn\'t wish to return injured every time, but he had no choice in the matter.

At that time, he was the only one who could stand up against the Cockroach Monster, so he had to step forward.

It wasn\'t that he was self-sacrificial, but rather he felt he should be able to handle it, so he gave it a try.

After all, he had the Twin Lifes as a safety net...

"Senior Sister Zhu, be gentler, hiss—" Xue Jing inhaled sharply.

Zhu Shanying scoffed lightly, "You need to remember the pain."

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On the other side, compared to Zhu Shanying, Meng Qingjiao\'s movements were much softer. Her pair of hands, which didn\'t seem in the least like those of a martial artist, glided over Xue Jing\'s back.

Her mastery of Power was so precise that she used Soft Power to silently permeate the medicine into the skin membrane, causing Xue Jing to feel almost no pain, which was rather comfortable instead.

The soft hands slid across his back.

Meng Qingjiao, in order to apply the paste to areas further back, leaned forward, her breathtaking "World Cup-level" assets brushed vaguely against Xue Jing\'s back.

"..."

The intoxicating scent of the short-haired beauty continuously filled Xue Jing\'s nostrils, and his expression was odd.

As if to distract himself, he turned to Li Qi beside him and asked, "Master, do you know about Golden Wind Dojo?"

He was thinking of Duan Kaiping, whom he had encountered at school.

The Cockroach Monster was likely connected to Duan Kaiping.

And behind Duan Kaiping\'s Razor Gang was the Golden Wind Dojo.

Xue Jing felt it would be better to understand more about it.

Hearing the words "Golden Wind Dojo," Li Qi paused briefly before responding nonchalantly, "I\'m somewhat familiar. The Arena Master of Golden Wind Dojo, Jiao Hongyuan, that youngster, exchanged pointers with this old man when he was young."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "How did you exchange pointers?"

Li Qi said indifferently, "The old man has beaten him up before, he was a disciple of the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword Sect from the Inner Ring City at the time."

"The Kungfu Body of the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword is known to be able to temper its own fists and feet into swords, boasting tricks like the \'No-Blade Four Sword Style\' and \'bare body equivalent to armed.\' When their disciples enter some important places, they are even required to wear leather gloves and foot coverings, otherwise, they are considered \'armed\'..."

"With such a display, naturally, I was curious, so I found an opportunity to find a disciple of the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword and had a fight with them..."

He pinched his chin, recalling, "At that time, besides Jiao Hongyuan, there should have been three other people, can\'t remember clearly... Anyway, they were all beaten up by the old man," he said.

As he spoke, he glanced at the dragon scale marks on Xue Jing\'s body which had almost dissipated.

"Their cultivation wasn\'t enough, they couldn\'t break my golden scale skin, and instead were knocked down by the old man with one punch each," Li Qi cracked his knuckles, somewhat proudly.

Xue Jing offered flattery, "You are indeed formidable, Elder."

Li Qi waved his hand, "All things of the past... time changes, we\'ve all aged."

Xue Jing thought for a moment, "Master, if you were to fight someone using the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword, what should I be cautious of?"

Li Qi turned his wheelchair, circling around while pondering, "Hmm... This sect does have something to it, the claim that bare body is equivalent to being armed is not just for show. If you face them, even if the opponent is unarmed, you still need to treat them as if they are wielding a sword."

"But it doesn\'t matter for you now," Li Qi added.

"Oh?" Xue Jing said, puzzled.

"You\'ve already grasped the Golden Scales Transformation, and golden scale skin has grown all over you, perfectly countering the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword... Just like the old man back in the day, users of the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword at the same level can\'t break through the defense of the golden scale skin," Li Qi said casually.

"Unless the opponent\'s cultivation can crush you... In that case, being cautious is useless."

Xue Jing pondered, "I see..."

"Okay, you guys slowly apply the medicine to him, the old man is going out for a stroll," Li Qi waved his hand and wheeled out of the Heart-Nourishing Room.

After he left, Meng Qingjiao touched Xue Jing\'s head.

"..."

Her calm and cool eyes looked at Xue Jing, seemingly mixed with a hint of maternal tenderness.

"Little junior brother, turn your body over~"

The voice of Zhu Shanying came with a smile.

Xue Jing did as he was told and turned his body over.

From lying prone to lying on his back, Xue Jing suddenly didn\'t know where to put his gaze.

The impressive World Cup was right above him...

The black, loose-fitting training garment could not fully conceal the tension, making one involuntarily worry that it might burst out at any moment.

A body in the prime of youth at the peak of perfection indeed posed problems... It was all too easy to lose control.

Xue Jing closed his eyes and silently practiced the Coiling Dragon Art to avoid embarrassing himself.

Soft, gentle hands moved across his chest, the medicine seeping into his skin brought bursts of cool comfort.

Unknowingly, the hands moved from his chest to his abdomen.

At the same time, Xue Jing also noticed that a great shadow had appeared above his face.

As the hands moved further down, the shadow drew closer, and the subtle fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose grew stronger.

With the soft touch reaching his cheek, Xue Jing couldn\'t hold back any longer.

He opened his eyes, somewhat embarrassed.

He was greeted by an almost all-consuming shadow and the odd look from Zhu Shanying peeking at him through the gaps.

"Little junior brother, you..."

She began, her voice tinged with shyness as her eyes briefly glanced downward before darting away as if shocked.

"..." Meng Qingjiao also straightened up, her cold and lovely face a shade of pink.

Xue Jing sighed.

This was going to be trouble.

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