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In the inner city square, a black-robed old man with deep-set eyes, prominent cheekbones, and a few sparse hairs on his scalp, looking like skin and bones, stood beneath a huge, swirling spatial wormhole.
A hint of senility flickered in his cloudy eyes. He glanced at Amon, who was standing to one side, and a kind smile appeared on his face:
"This old man is Xu Ren. I presume you are Huang Tao, young friend. Thanks to you for killing the Crimson Serpent, otherwise, these old bones of mine would have been done for."
Amon shook his head and replied, "I was just in a hurry to use the spatial wormhole, and besides, you also gave me compensation."
"Please wait a moment, young friend. I'll just check what's wrong with the wormhole." Xu Ren observed the wormhole for a while and found that the damage was very slight, almost not affecting its use.
He prepared to pause for a moment before starting to exert force.
The space in his hand gradually distorted, and the spatial wormhole trembled more violently. Gusts of powerful wind poured out from the wormhole, causing Xu Renshan to involuntarily take a few steps back.
A hint of silver light flashed in Amon's eyes, as the power of space presented itself before him in a more direct and obvious way.
In Xu Ren's hand, a silver light shimmered, and the entire spatial wormhole was like a huge mirror, thick at the edges and thin in the middle.
In the thick parts around the edges, there was a small missing piece near the lower edge, as if something had shattered it.
Amon found that Xu Ren didn't actually repair the wormhole immediately. Instead, he pretended to struggle there for a while, and only after a good while did he spend two or three seconds filling in that small gap on the wormhole.
After a brief thought, he understood his intention in doing so.
If Xu Ren had simply waved his hand and effortlessly repaired the spatial wormhole, it would have given others the impression that their Xu Family had the ability to repair the wormhole all along, but were using it to extort others.
By pretending to struggle, first, it would make others feel that the previous action of obtaining the fire essence paste was meaningful, and it would also make others have some goodwill towards the Xu Family for fulfilling their promise to repair the wormhole immediately.
What they didn't expect was that Amon's mastery of the power of space was very profound; this small trick simply couldn't fool him.
After observing it once, Amon felt that he could also do this kind of work, and quite easily at that.
The reason he hadn't repaired it himself before was simply a lack of understanding of the characteristics and nature of the spatial wormhole.
Xu Ren wiped the sweat from his brow and said with a smile, "I'm old and useless now. Before, I could fix this level of damage in no time."
Amon asked, "Can it be used now?"
Xu Ren nodded, "It's already repaired, Renshan."
Hearing him call out to him, Xu Renshan immediately stepped forward and handed Amon a palm-sized wooden boat.
"This is a small gift from me to you, young friend. Please don't refuse. The secret technique scroll from before wasn't actually worth much. Among the barbarians, almost any Dou Grandmaster would know it. It's just that the Xu Family didn't have any better secret techniques," Xu Ren stroked his beard.
Amon did not refuse, smiling, "Then I shall accept it graciously."
He took the wooden boat and infused it with Dou Qi. The originally palm-sized wooden boat instantly expanded, turning into a small covered boat five meters long and one meter wide.
Amon boarded the spatial boat and entered the spatial wormhole.
In the outer city, Fated Amon raised his head, looking at the swirling spatial wormhole suspended above the inner city. He adjusted his monocle, his expression calm.
...
In Jia Nan Academy, inside a relatively secluded pavilion, Zhou Mingrui, dressed in a flax-colored garment, was poring over an ancient book.
Compared to cultivating or researching Dou Technique, he preferred to read historical things to enrich himself.
The door was flung open with a bang, and Xiao Meng, dressed in black, with a beautiful face and a charming figure, walked in.
"How exactly can I get you to give me the Sea Heart Flame?" Her tone was slightly anxious.
Zhou Mingrui put down the book, inserted a bookmark, and closed it: "That's not how you ask for something. Entering someone's room without the owner's permission is a very rude act."
"Alright, alright... I'll start over." Xiao Meng exited the room, knocked on the door with just the right amount of force, and asked:
"May I come in?"
"No." Zhou Mingrui answered without the slightest hesitation.
"Go to hell." Xiao Meng kicked open the door, pulled out the chair opposite Zhou Mingrui, and plopped down onto it.
"You seem very anxious."
"Nonsense, Young Master Xiao Yan is coming to Jia Nan Academy soon, and I need to prepare my gift early." Xiao Meng rolled her eyes.
"Didn't you try at the Fallen Heart Flame in the Magma World? Maybe he'd be willing to give you the Heavenly Flame."
Xiao Meng shook her head: "That's impossible. That's a trial left by the main body for Xiao Yan; he won't easily get it."
"I also can't give him the Space Fire; the main body forbids me from doing so. So, after much thought, only your Sea Heart Flame here is possible."
"Look, it's going to end up in his hands sooner or later anyway. Since the main body gave you the freedom to decide, why not fulfill my wish? It's the same if it's given to him through me."
"Whatever demands you have, I will support you in the future."
Zhou Mingrui glanced at her and said with a strange tone, "Do you think that can fool me? You've already been stripped of your public voting rights, how can you support me?"
Xiao Meng choked. She had forgotten about that, and awkwardly said, "In short, as Amons, we should help each other out."
Zhou Mingrui was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Actually, giving it to you is not impossible... but you have to promise me one condition."
"What condition?" Xiao Meng's eyes lit up.
Zhou Mingrui pulled at the corner of his mouth, revealing a slightly exaggerated smile:
"It's very simple, just call me Uncle Zhou, and in the future, when Xiao Yan asks you where the Sea Heart Flame came from, you tell him that Uncle Zhou from the clan gave it to you."
Xiao Meng was stunned at first, then a gentle expression appeared on her face, and she sweetly called out, "Uncle Zhou."
Anyway, she was shameless!
Calling him 'Dad' wouldn't even be a problem!
Zhou Mingrui seemed to have anticipated her reaction. After a click of his tongue, he stood up, walked to the dark brown wooden table by the bed, pulled open a drawer, and took out a cylindrical crystal container from inside.
The container was transparent, with a faint, starlight-like glow radiating from its inner surface. Each speck of light was like a star in the universe.
This was a Seal he had set using his 'Door' characteristic.
Further inside was a sea-blue flame, like a liquid.
"Ah? You just put the Sea Heart Flame in a drawer like that?" Xiao Meng was stunned. She should have just come and stolen it!
"I've been waiting for you to come and steal it, but you seem to have forgotten even this almost instinctive behavior of an Amon." Zhou Mingrui's face showed a hint of a smile.
Xiao Meng spread her hands: "It's not just me, I suppose it's similar for you guys too. Without the corresponding authority, physical theft isn't enjoyable at all."
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