Chapter 94 Half a Year
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After a period of fermentation, the news of Marquis Fickless' assassination finally spread, no longer limited to the upper echelons.
Romier rarely took care of his teammates' emotions, refraining from doing anything infuriating in front of Ilya.
Bing Lan, Ley Yin, and Yan Jin all expressed sympathy for Ilya's misfortune and visited her home.
Bi Da'er and Brady came to Ilya's villa together.
While waiting at the door, they smiled at each other, understanding each other quite well as former rivals.
"Did you notice it?" Brady asked.
"Yes, it's a great opportunity for us, isn't it?" Bi Da'er said with a smile.
Another carriage stopped beside them, and Franco stepped out.
"What are you doing here?" Bi Da'er asked, slightly puzzled. In his impression, Franco was politically inept, except for his Soul Master talent.
"My dad told me to come, although I don't know what to do..." Franco took the red wine from the servant, a small gift for the host when visiting.
The door opened, and Ilya, wearing a silver-white dress adorned with gems, showed no sign of sorrow on her bright face. She said in a silvery voice:
"You're here. Please, come in."
The three handed their gifts to Ilya's servants and followed her into the reception room.
"You don't seem sad at all," Bi Da'er said with a smile, taking a glass of wine and nodding to the maid serving nearby.
"What's there to be sad about? At least, I don't have to worry about being sent off for a political marriage anytime soon," Ilya said with a faint smile.
"Since we're all teammates, we should naturally help each other. I will firmly stand on Bi Da'er's side, and equally on your side," Brady said.
Among the three, his right to inherit the title was the most secure. He was the eldest son in his family, with great talent, and his mother's family also had a strong influence.
Bi Da'er thanked him with a smile. The situation was much better than he had initially expected. Two years ago, his father had already considered replacing him as the heir, but it had remained unresolved. Recently, however, there was no such indication.
Every time he returned home and saw the gloomy faces of his half-brothers, he felt an indescribable joy.
He said to Ilya, "I will also be your staunch ally."
Franco, who was happily eating the pastries served by the maid, mumbled, "Me too."
Ilya raised her glass, "I will remember this favor. Cheers to our friendship."
Four glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.
...
Half a year passed quickly.
While Tang San was detoxifying Dugu Bo, they exchanged their views on the art of poison.
They regretted not meeting sooner, becoming kindred spirits and forging a mentor-friend relationship.
Tang San took the 'Autumn Dew of Penetrating Sight'... which was not included in the seven herbs promised by Dugu Bo.
He consumed it under the pretext that increasing his spiritual power would allow him to more precisely help Dugu Bo guide the poison, considering it as a treatment consumable.
After selecting herbs tailored to the characteristics of the Shrek Seven Devils, Tang San also took the 'Fragrant Velvet Sky Silk Orchid', one of the treatment tools.
His reasoning was: a doctor takes away his medical tools.
The honest Dugu Bo turned a blind eye to this, as he still felt a tinge of guilt for forcibly bringing Tang San to the valley back then.
When leaving the valley, Tang San took a deep look at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and the surrounding immortal herbs, his eyes filled with greed.
Heavenly treasures are for the virtuous. Since Dugu Bo doesn't know how to utilize them, leaving them here is just a waste. I must find a chance to get my hands on them... he thought to himself.
In Beidi City, significant changes had also occurred in the past six months.
Misia was officially appointed as the City Lord of Beidi City by Emperor Xue Ye. A Soul Sage-level enshrinement was specially left to protect his safety.
Although he didn't participate in the aristocratic disputes, he boldly initiated reforms, removing many of the spies planted by the nobles in the City Lord's forces, and promoting talented commoners, firmly grasping the power of Beidi City in his hands.
Walter let him do as he pleased, no longer doing anything to the newly appointed City Lord. He spent his days drinking tea, basking in the sun, or guiding Yan Jin.
Of course, he wasn't good at theoretical stuff. All his teachings were simple and brutal practical combat. This suited Yan Jin's taste perfectly.
Even though she was beaten black and blue every time, she enjoyed it. Often, before her injuries had fully healed, she would come knocking again for a beating.
Her efforts were not without reward. She broke through to level 50, and with Walter's assistance, hunted a 20,000-year-old Flowing Fire Toad, directly reaching level 52. Just two days ago, she had leveled up again to 53.
Ilya, Bi Da'er, Brady, and Franco were very close, showing signs of forming a small group.
The good-tempered Lei Yin and the annoying Romier got along surprisingly well.
Romier could always come up with all sorts of bizarre stories to boast about in the tavern, which Lei Yin always listened to with great interest.
Sun Boyuan, as the team's instructor, was losing his hair from worry.
Although the team members were all quite strong, with a higher quality than previous participating teams, their teamwork was simply appalling.
He specifically contacted the Beidi City Great Spirit Arena, wanting to find some strong teams for practical training.
But none of the official members of the Beidi team took this teacher seriously. After several attempts, he couldn't organize the team. Each time, less than half of the members showed up.
Only Yang Feipeng and Gong Chengyun, the two substitutes, listened to his commands.
Amon's main body hadn't cultivated for a while. He was already level 50. Although continuing to cultivate and accumulate soul power would manifest after obtaining a soul ring, he didn't do so.
Because the cultivation efficiency at this time was not high, far inferior to the cultivation speed after obtaining a soul ring. He preferred to enjoy this rare leisure.
Although he usually interacted with his clones and could feel the joy of enjoyment from their memories, gaining spiritual satisfaction, it was ultimately not his main body resting.
Even though Amon always took strengthening his power and raising his life level as his goal, enjoying the feeling of soul power progressing bit by bit, he would occasionally feel tired.
On a sunny afternoon, Amon lay on the red roof without any decorum.
The sky was cloudless, and the wind blew gently, bringing a cool breeze.
He looked at the azure sky, emptying his brain and relaxing his mind.
A long-awaited message came from a Worm of Time clone that had traveled all the way to Beidi City:
The Amons in Hanhai City have locked onto the target for the fifth soul ring!
Amon closed his eyes, rested for a moment, and suddenly opened them, propping himself up on the roof with his hands.
He pinched the upper and lower edges of his monocle with his right thumb and forefinger, a smile on his face: "It's finally here... I've been waiting for so long."
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