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"However, it doesn't matter. I don't mind married women either."
Unexpectedly, Bellum had some extremely niche preferences.
The orangutan then cranked the throttle to the maximum, yet no matter how he accelerated, he still couldn't catch up to the sidecar motorcycle ahead.
If one looked closely, they would notice that the sidecar motorcycle's tires were no longer touching the ground, leaving a visible gap beneath them—almost like magnetic levitation.
Of course, the sidecar motorcycle didn't have any maglev function. It was simply being controlled by Arden as if it were a flying sword.
"!!!"
No matter how he chased, he couldn't close the distance, and it was even gradually widening. Bellum was utterly shocked.
He hadn't expected that there would be such a formidable rider in the city—someone he couldn't catch even with the throttle pinned all the way down.
Of course, even if Bellum truly had a miraculous burst of power, Arden still had ways to make sure he couldn't catch up. A flying sword had a speed limit, but Arden could simply reduce Bellum's speed. After all, [Sword Control] wasn't limited to controlling one's own "sword"—it could also manipulate "ownerless" ones.
However, judging by the current situation, there was no need for that.
"Hey! There's a cliff ahead—stop now!"
Bellum, still chasing closely, shouted a warning as his speed gradually slowed.
As a local, he knew the area ahead was called the "Death Fault," a rift formed by an earthquake.
Leaving aside the width of the chasm, the height difference alone was equivalent to ten stories. Since the rift formed, only one person had ever crossed it alive. Everyone else who tried either fell into the abyss or crashed fatally after making it across—some even died on the cliff face itself, leaving no intact body behind.
For Outer Ring street racing, this was usually where things ended—but Arden had no intention of stopping.
"Yiji, don't be afraid. Charge straight through."
"Mm."
Yiji had absolute trust in Arden, but Belle in the back seat was another story entirely.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
Seeing them rush straight into the chasm, Belle screamed in terror.
Yiji paid no attention to Belle's cries. When the sidecar motorcycle launched off the cliff and hung in midair above the rift, she felt as though she were flying—time itself seemed to slow down.
"!!!"
Bellum stared in shock at the sidecar motorcycle soaring off the cliff. The rift looked over a hundred meters wide, and the landing point had a drop of dozens of meters. Even if an ordinary person somehow crossed that distance, they'd be smashed to pieces upon landing.
The Death Fault lived up to its name—a true land of death.
"Rise!"
Sitting calmly in the sidecar, Arden merely raised his hand and formed a hand seal.
Feeling the sudden stillness around her—as if even the wind had gone quiet—Belle kept her eyes tightly shut out of fear.
"This is…!!!"
She realized she was suspended in midair. The sidecar motorcycle had completely left the ground. She felt unbelievably close to the sun, as if she were almost touching it, and she couldn't tell whether it was an illusion, but the airtime felt unusually long.
Because the Outer Ring's sunlight was especially harsh, no one noticed that a sheet of light was supporting the sidecar motorcycle from below, truly allowing it to fly.
When the airtime ended, the sidecar motorcycle carried Arden, Yiji, and Belle down onto the road on the opposite side of the rift.
Thud… thud!
Due to the immense inertia, the sidecar motorcycle spun several times after landing, its tires carving multiple pitch-black streaks across the road before finally coming to a stop.
"Hubby, that was amazing! I love you!"
Yiji cheered excitedly.
If racing through the Outer Ring had let her feel the pulse of life, then crossing the rift just now gave her the sensation of taking off into the sky.
Well—she really was flying.
Huff… huff…
Belle gasped for breath in the back seat, her head spinning. She turned back with lingering fear to look at the massive rift they had just crossed.
"It was thrilling, but I really hope there isn't a next time."
Yes—too much thrill could end in death.
On the other side of the rift, Bellum stood at the edge of the cliff, staring through binoculars at the unbelievable scene. Whether it was the courage to cross the great rift or the flawless landing technique, it was enough to rival the Outer Ring's Overlord and be recorded in history.
Bellum really wanted to ask who they were, but after resting for a short while, Arden and the others restarted the sidecar motorcycle and left.
"Men! Go find that sidecar motorcycle and its owner. Talent like that—even if they don't join our convoy, introducing them to The Vanquishers would still earn us a hefty reward."
Bellum issued orders to his subordinates.
The biker gang members were still in a daze. They never expected that on such an ordinary day, they would witness the birth of a female super-rider—just as exciting as seeing the rise of a new Overlord.
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After all the excitement and adrenaline, Arden and the other two felt rather tired, so they came to a small town in the Outer Ring to rest for a bit.
This town looked similar to Blazewood, but served as a waypoint for travelers, providing lodging and food for passing bikers and truck drivers—naturally including their beloved Fuel Drinks.
The three of them entered a small bar.
It was a gathering place for bikers and drivers, with people drinking all day long—and a great spot to pick up information.
"Fuel Drinks, two cups! And one cup of hot milk!"
Sitting at the bar counter, Arden thoughtfully ordered hot milk for Belle.
Her heart was still pounding. If she drank a Fuel Drink now—on top of not sleeping well last night, combined with fatigue and overexcitement—there was a risk of sudden death.
Huff… "Thank you!"
After taking a deep breath, Belle sat to Arden's right and thanked him.
Yiji sat on his left.
A youthful, beautiful girl on each side made Arden look like a true winner in life.
Soon, the bartender brought over two cups of Fuel Drink and one cup of hot milk.
"You look unfamiliar. New faces—what group are you from?"
At that moment, a biker sat down beside them.
The bikers here were rather exclusionary. Although Arden and Yiji weren't wearing Yunkui Summit's iconic Daoist robes, their refined casual outfits clearly marked them as city folk—obviously not members of the biker alliance.
Sigh~!
Hearing this, Arden put on an act and sighed dramatically. "As you can see, our relationships are a bit… complicated. So, we had no choice but to elope from the city. That's how we ended up in the Outer Ring, looking for something to do."
As he spoke, Arden wrapped an arm around Yiji and Belle to prove his point.
Yiji leaned in close to Arden of her own accord, looking very intimate. Belle, on the other hand, was a bit awkward—but she didn't reject his embrace.
It's all for gathering clues… yes, that's right—just for clues!
Belle persuaded herself internally.
Yiji tilted her head up and gave Arden a sidelong glance, saying nothing.
She simply made a quiet decision: once they returned to Yunkui Summit, she would report everything that happened here—every single indiscriminate detail—to Ju Fufu, Yixuan Shifu, and Sister Sweety.
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