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The voice, still carrying an undercurrent of self-satisfaction, was abruptly cut short by a sudden flash of cold light.

Fiona lowered her hand from the spellcasting gesture, her smile slightly stiffening as she floated in mid-air. Lightning crackled on the axe blade hanging behind her neck, carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down her spine.

Meanwhile, the indestructible magical rainbow in the distance shrank smaller and smaller until it became only a little over a meter long, dancing up and down along a palm, like a well-trained pet, docile and obedient.

Her gaze lingered on the polite smile of the young man opposite her for a while, then turned to the undead puppet that had quietly appeared behind her. In the end, she suppressed her shock and let out a deep sigh.

"I guessed that times would change quickly, but I didn't expect them to change this quickly..."

New green shoots sprout from the dark brown vines, clustering vibrant flower buds that quietly nurture their fragrance, attracting butterflies and bees to dance among them. The lush rose bushes overlap, forming a hedge that resembles a long city wall.

Even though the first snowflakes have fallen across most of the country, an unknown force still lingers the summer days in this manor.

"...I'm so sorry to bother you."

"Not at all, it's our fault for not being hospitable enough. You're welcome to visit us anytime..."

"Please don't say that..."

"Oh, by the way, this is the Fountain of Youth you brought last time. It's been refined into a potion, and this is the share you paid according to the agreement..."

As the sound of footsteps and greetings approached, the supple branches parted as if alive, weaving an archway full of dreamlike charm.

Zhu Mingyao stepped out of this wondrous, pristine land unaffected by the changing seasons, and bid farewell to his masters in a low voice, his humility bordering on excessive.

This is the only way!

He swallowed hard, his heart trembling under the watchful eyes of a group of middle-aged and elderly women.

Compared to the modern education system, the relationship between extraordinary individuals with classical traditions is closer to that of ancient times, sometimes even resembling that of father and son or mother and daughter.

As we all know, one of the most terrifying things in the world for men is meeting the woman's parents.

Even more terrifying than that is meeting a large group of the woman's parents!

Fortunately, the atmosphere of the exchange was relatively harmonious... Zhu Mingyao secretly wiped away a few drops of cold sweat.

Of course, he also understood where this harmony came from.

"Thank you for taking the time to exchange ideas; it has been very helpful to us."

With velvet gloves gently draped over her arms, Fiona smiled politely, or rather, very pleased.

Witches are known for their reputation in matters of the heart, but they still need to maintain a certain level of decorum.

The recent public display of inappropriate behavior by an unnamed individual, involving two people in a compromising situation, was so offensive that even those who weren't particularly averse to the act could only temporarily ignore it.

After all, when you're out in the game, the image of your organization is quite important. Why would you actively seek out someone to do that? But if the opponent is a strong person of equal strength, then some issues can be discussed.

However, considering that this powerful individual is also labeled with an age that is frighteningly young, these issues become completely unnecessary to discuss.

Oh dear, what era are we living in? Let young people solve their own relationship problems!

If anyone dares to make sarcastic remarks, then let them bring out their own young and beautiful female apprentices!

"If you have free time, feel free to interact with my apprentices. They... are also looking forward to learning opportunities."

The noble High Priestess blinked; given her status, this was enough to say.

But the group of elderly witches around them, whose average age was well over half a century, were not so reserved and burst into good-natured laughter.

Under the terrifyingly powerful gaze, even the most steadfast spirits of the Yin Gods and Ghosts felt their souls waver and burn, as if gently licked by flames. The young man could only manage a few words of resistance before fleeing in terror.

He finally let out a long breath as he leaped into the air. Looking back discreetly, he saw two beautiful figures flash past the window of a villa on the second floor in the distance, and a slight sense of guilt rose in his heart.

In my mind, an angel with a halo appeared, her face filled with grief and indignation, vehemently condemning the behavior that seemed very much like that of a scumbag.

But the next moment, a huge mass of distracting thoughts rushed in, transforming into countless giant feet that trampled the kind little angel to the ground:

"Don't make unwarranted accusations... Emperor Shun had Ehuang and Nüying, and Master Ge had Bao Gu... These things are also recorded in the biographies of immortals... How can the affairs of cultivators be considered trivial..."

Perhaps it's because humans are good at deceiving themselves, muttering such nonsense, that Zhu Mingyao's guilty mood improved considerably.

Just as he was about to leave happily, he suddenly grabbed a hard bottle in his hand. He shuddered, his eyes stiffening and tilting downwards. A small, slender crystal bottle came into view, its interior filled with a clear, jade-like liquid that rippled and exuded a powerful life force.

"I remember promising someone that once the youth-preserving potion was made, I would deliver it to her as soon as possible..."

"Sigh..." The man covered his face with his hands and let out a painful sigh. After trying to comfort himself for so long, he immediately and shamefully declared his failure.

"...I do have a girlfriend!"

At this moment, he felt as if he were in a peach blossom forest in the spring of March. Sweet fragrance wafted on the wind, intoxicating him. However... there were too many flowers and the fragrance was too strong. He was about to be poisoned by the fragrance!

Chapter 507

The faint light poured out like a misty drizzle, and the twisted and grotesque body gradually deformed and disintegrated within it, before collapsing in a state of utter disarray.

With a fluid flick of her wrist, a string of black mud flew from the thin blade, leaving a graffiti-like mark on the sewer wall. She then sheathed the sword with unparalleled grace.

However, this air of nonchalance lasted only three seconds before crumbling.

"Ah!"

A strong, putrid stench raged through my nasal cavity, and tears and snot joyfully assaulted my physical defenses, turning my delicate face into a wrinkled, bitter mess.

In the context of rapid industrial development, the "ingredients" people dumped into the drainage system were incredibly diverse, resulting in a batch of stale contaminants that even those with exceptional physical constitutions found difficult to withstand.

After choking a few times, and finding no one around, the swordsman simply abandoned his composure and hastily pulled out a handful of tissues to block most of the vent.

A long, pointed piece of paper emerged from her nostrils. Ignoring her walrus-like appearance, Seona hurriedly grabbed the specially issued camera and took more than a dozen close-up shots of the mortal slime from various angles before fleeing the suffocating abyss like the wind.

Using her impressive lung capacity, Seona quickly darted out of the sewer opening.

She greedily inhaled the fresh air, panting heavily as she casually tossed her camera to a waiting official assistant and turned to look around for her companion.

She's been in a great mood lately. With the help of newly acquainted friends, she's completed a glamorous transformation from a moderately famous fashion designer to a rising star, and she's enjoying her life to the fullest.

Although abandoning the original path of a chivalrous civilian and transforming into a semi-official figure cooperating with the government might seem somewhat at odds with the chivalrous spirit of his famous ancestor, there's nothing he can do about it.

—This is not the chaotic colonial era of the past! The young ladies from wealthy families who were born and raised in the Union and under the Stars and Stripes have a social awareness that far surpasses that of those rural folks who are immersed in a life of pampered education.

If you go too far with the Robin Hood approach, you'll eventually face the iron fist of the empire. Besides, having a public identity doesn't prevent you from doing your chivalrous deeds.

However, if we ask ourselves honestly, all of these reasons are just excuses. The real reason why the designer made that decision that went against the family tradition lies right there on the spot...

"Mr. Antonio, why are you leaving so soon after arriving?" Upon spotting the familiar figure, Seona's eyes lit up, and she greeted him with a radiant smile.

The muscular body, which was about to take off, landed slowly. The handsome young man smiled gently and said, "I just happened to be passing by on my way to carry out a mission. I was just explaining the work to the local person in charge."

“Well…” The woman raised her delicate eyebrows and glanced at the watch on her wrist with a slightly exaggerated expression.

"It's almost lunchtime, how about we grab a coffee together?"

As the saying goes, gentleness can be strong. Under the gentle invitation of a beautiful girl, even a man with the reputation of being a "son of steel" will turn into a soft and tender person.

"I should say I'm very honored, but I have some things to take care of this afternoon..."

Antonio raised his thick eyebrows slightly, a hint of embarrassment on his face, but the slight upturn of his lips clearly betrayed his feelings.

"...However, I should be able to find the time to have lunch with a lady." His tone immediately changed, clearly indicating that his previous refusal was merely a polite one.

To put it bluntly, this chivalrous and straightforward lady was actually quite to his liking; otherwise, why would he have made a special trip to "pass by" her?

Given his position in the official hierarchy, he's constantly busy dealing with supernatural threats from all over the world, practically living in the air eating and sleeping. Does he really have that much free time?

Between glances, a delightful pink hue naturally emerges.

However, on the other side of the same two people, the situation was not so pleasant.

Under a sturdy oak tree, Zhu Mingyao gazed at his girlfriend's expressionless yet beautiful face, his eyes darting around, the atmosphere between them quite subtle.

Seona looked at her friend, her eyes darting around.

"By the way, Michelle, I need to trouble you with something..." After enjoying a moment of bliss, she decided to lend a helping hand.

"The alchemy workshop sent a notification that my rapier has been repaired. Could you... go and retrieve it for me?"

A badge tumbled in the air, gleaming with golden light. Zhu Mingyao reacted swiftly, snatching it into his hand and subtly casting a grateful glance at the other party.

"What a great friend! No wonder she's a descendant of Zorro, the chivalrous thief. She'd go to any lengths for her friends. Thumbs up!"

Two older singles, mutually attracted to each other, left side by side, leaving another couple speechless.

The cold wind of early winter swirled withered yellow leaves, tumbling wildly across the empty streets and creating a rustling sound.

Their gazes followed the receding figure in unison, and different emotions stirred within each of them.

The girl silently took the first step, her light golden, ear-length hair swaying gently in the cold wind.

Zhu Mingyao quickly followed. The external light palace evolved, providing shelter from the wind and cold, and had excellent sound insulation, as if creating a quiet little world.

It's not shameful to try to win a girl's heart. Don't say that Western girls are open-minded. No matter who knows that your boyfriend did that to his best friend, or even two of them at once, it's truly amazing that he didn't turn on her on the spot.

Feeling uneasy, Zhu Mingyao didn't dare to slow down, pondering how to explain himself.

Before he could figure out how to start speaking, he heard a faint voice.

"I know what you want to say..."

The girl lowered her head, half of her face hidden in her high-necked trench coat, her voice trembling slightly, yet unusually firm.

"...The bustling metropolis, the fantastic and splendid life, this is the life you are destined for, while I, who was originally just a country girl, will never have any contact with it."

Her speech was clear and fluent, a stark contrast to her usual occasional absent-mindedness, as if she had spent a long time organizing her thoughts before figuring out what to say.

“I once thought I would never leave my hometown, but fate, like a sudden storm, swept me into this bizarre world, where I met you, and Madison and the others.”

A faint blush rose on her fair neck. After struggling for a long time, as if she had made a decision, she finally managed to utter the last few words.

“…I cherish my relationship with you all, and I understand that you are the right people for me. I am willing to step aside…”

Five fingers gently reached out, like an eagle catching a chick, and gently grabbed the girl's wrist from behind, stopping the scene from turning into a melodramatic one.

Zhu Mingyao's cheeks puffed out like a toad's, his eyes brimming with barely suppressed laughter as he pried open her hand and pulled out a slip of paper covered in a long, rambling essay.

"You silly little fool who got a D in literature class, where did you get so many fancy words? Do you really think I haven't watched soap operas on the romance channel?"

"Hmm... but I can't think of any other way..."

Some time later, her trick of memorizing lines was ruthlessly exposed, and the young girl, leaning against a broad arm, murmured as she was caught in an emotional whirlpool.

"Don't think about anything, don't do anything, just leave it to me." Zhu Mingyao shamelessly opened his arms and even more shamelessly secretly activated the resonance of the gods in his inner vision, greatly catalyzing the vitality of the lovely person in his arms, making her eyes glaze over.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right? Back in the day, there were so many high-quality adult novels on X-point, bro, you didn't read them for nothing...

"Cough cough!" A stern cough suddenly broke the silence, interrupting his reverie that was about to touch on forbidden words.