Monster Girl Development Master.

This greatly frustrated True Blood Lord, who was dressed in a formal suit and ready to have a discussion with his new companion about the future and fate of ancient monsters. His elegant tone turned into a complaint: "Thousand-Change Lord, aren't you a little too obsessed with procreation with females?"

"To achieve a flawless transformation, you need to thoroughly understand your transgender target, understand?" Zhuang Sen yawned, waved to his wives who had been awakened by his unusual behavior, signaling them to be quiet, and continued his charade, "But Mr. True Blood, why are you contacting me now? Is there something you need my help with?"

When it came to business, True Blood Duke indeed stopped dwelling on Zhuang Sen's personal affairs: "Yes, since you're already in the Thousand Towers Kingdom, why not do me a favor?"

Zhuang Sen: "I'm here for my own reasons, but you can tell me what kind of help you need first."

True Blood Duke spoke quickly, trying to cover up what happened last night: "It's simple. I just need you to remember the coordinates and defenses of Missy Noah's professional research base. It would be even better if you could confirm the location and access method of the artifact!"

But Zhuang Sen certainly wouldn't let him get away with it so easily: "How did you know that Misty invited me to participate in the professional studies? Were you also in the Tower of Wisdom last night? Or were your subordinates in the Tower of Wisdom? Wait, could Prince Hans's strange behavior last night be related to you?"

Vampires all possess the ability to charm, and the True Blood Prince is no exception! Moreover, this would more powerfully explain why Prince Hans was so insane.

"That's not the point, Thousand Transformations Lord. You need to think about this. This is our closest chance to getting the divine artifact!" True Blood Lord tried to brush it off with some zeal, but Zhuang Sen interrupted him rudely: "True Blood Lord, I don't mind cooperating with you, but only if I know the plan and agree to it, instead of being tricked by you. I should have told you that already."

The True Blood Lord sighed helplessly, "Alright, alright, I'm sorry, but this really wasn't my order. It was my subordinate who made the decision on his own. If you're not satisfied, I can hand him over to you to deal with."

"So be it then. A mere inferior being dares to scheme against me." Zhuang Sen spoke in the tone of an ancient demon, then changed the subject, "Also, do you know anything about this woman, Missy Noah? I saw her so-called true form of bloodline last night. Why does she look so familiar?"

True Blood Lord had no doubts. He was also startled when he first saw Missy's book demon form. He thought he understood Zhuang Sen's feelings and immediately explained, "That is the form of an ancient god, the appearance of the goddess of wisdom. However, she is of course not the goddess of wisdom. She just used the power of our divine artifacts to steal the power of the former gods and forged this appearance. There is no need to worry."

But to Zhuang Sen, this was as good as saying nothing: "Okay, then that's settled. I've remembered your request, and I'll help you if I have the chance."

Zhuang Sen hung up the call.

……

At the Tower of Wisdom, Zhuang Sen met Misty again, but not in the banquet hall of the previous night. Instead, it was in the formal council chamber, along with eleven other members of the Knowledge Council, including the old king, and Zhuang Sen's wives. The number was not small, but at least their trustworthiness could be guaranteed. Although Zhuang Sen wasn't sure if any of the True Blood Duke's men were present, he believed there were no White City members, especially after his duel with Prince Hans the previous night.

"Welcome, Prince Johnson." Missy was wearing a blue dress today, and a black-trimmed witch's hat covered most of her face, revealing only her pink lips and delicate chin. "Your wedding with Councilor Mira is already in the planning stages. Duke Koffnie even declined a special invitation from the council today, just to prepare a perfect wedding dress for Councilor Mira."

Yes, Mira is now a member of the Knowledge Council. Actually, as the tower master of the Tower of Knowledge, she was originally a candidate for council member; she has simply been officially appointed. As for why she was suddenly appointed, there's no need to elaborate.

Without further ado, Zhuang Sen grabbed the hand of the smug Xiaomila and got straight to the point: "I plan to launch a war against the White City Federation. I hope to pass through your country's territory and launch a blitzkrieg against White City. In return, I am willing to pay a certain fee and a preferential trade treaty that includes some of White City's special products, such as rune items and special potions. Of course, after White City is dealt with, White City's special products can also be included in this treaty. What do you all think?"

The councilors, excluding Mira, surrounded the other side of the round table, exchanging glances and whispers. However, separated only by a table, their whispers didn't escape Zhuang Sen's ears. He could clearly hear many councilors objecting, and their reasons were all quite reasonable. For example, they worried that once Zhuang Sen's army entered, their target wouldn't be White City; others believed that although White City was known for its unscrupulous merchants, they shouldn't be the first to break the alliance. The situation sounded unfavorable to Zhuang Sen, but he wasn't worried. This was clearly a deliberate misdirection—there were also many level three and four bloodline users on the other side; did they not realize that Zhuang Sen could hear their conversation?

The Thousand Towers have quietly developed a professional system; surely they can't come up with an ability like telepathy? Are you kidding me?

As expected, seeing that Zhuang Sen continued to pretend not to hear and remain silent, the councilors could no longer keep up the act. Klose Koffner, sitting to the right of Missy, coughed lightly and posed the real question: "Prince Zhuang Sen, was this military decision your personal decision or the decision of the Falling Star Kingdom? Why did your country provoke such a war?"

Zhuang Sen began, “I believe your country is aware of the conflict I had with the territory of Falau. In that conflict, the Icewind Mercenary Corps of the White City Federation not only entered the country without authorization but also attacked our army without any authorization or notification, causing heavy losses. In particular, their military leader used special bloodline weapons in Deherem, an agricultural town now under my jurisdiction, leaving lingering effects on the region. I believe I have every reason to wage war against White City to punish their illegal interference in my internal affairs, exacerbation of internal conflicts, and illegal testing of weapons of mass destruction. This is also to maintain international peace and prevent them from engaging in similar actions again…”

Zhuang Sen launched into a long, rambling monologue, which Missy and the councilors could keep up with, but the monster girls behind Zhuang Sen had already fainted, especially Lim and Grodie. Hmm, why did Rani faint too?

Zhuang Sen reluctantly stopped talking and switched to plain language: "In short, the reasons for the war claim are very valid, and I think everyone should already know the strength of my army and understand the wonders of rune items. You shouldn't think that I can't defeat those mercenaries in White City?"

Missy paused with the congressman, then spoke seriously: "Then, let's discuss the specific terms of the cooperation."

Chapter 286: Mira's Wedding (3504 words)

A few days later, the tense and exciting negotiations concluded, and Mira's wedding preparations were simultaneously completed. The entire City of Knowledge seemed to have been splashed with silver lacquer and crimson dye; silver-white silk fluttered like a flowing galaxy in the streets and alleys, and crimson roses bloomed like a vibrant sea of ​​flowers on the windowsills. The half-open ancient book crest of the Koffnie family was everywhere—the reliefs on the stone walls shimmered with a warm luster, the embroidery on the flags flowed in the wind, and even the freshly baked honey pastries in the bakery bore this symbol of wisdom. This was followed by luxurious silks paving the cobblestone streets, a flowing banquet filled with the aroma of butter and cinnamon, and precious books distributed free of charge to all citizens. Especially near the Tower of Wisdom, where the wedding ceremony would be held, long, winding queues formed, crowds thronged the free bloodline testing booths, and the limited supply of bloodline awakening potions emitted a faint glow, making Mira and Johnson's wedding a truly joyous occasion celebrated throughout the city.

It was obvious to everyone that the Knowledge Council and the Cophne family had meticulously planned everything. The busyness of the past few days was merely a formality to officially launch their long-prepared plan, and a perfunctory gesture of sending out invitations. Like a carefully crafted thesis awaiting its final defense, all the foreshadowing had been quietly laid.

In the face of the national-level traditional wedding of Celine in the Kingdom of Thousand Towers, all Zhuang Sen needed to do was recite a poem—unlike the Kingdom of Falling Stars, where the test involved dodging stones, the Kingdom of Thousand Towers required answering questions. Although Zhuang Sen believed that no one would dare to ask him any tricky questions now, he was idle anyway, and reciting a poem wouldn't interfere with his other activities; on the contrary, it gave him a unique sense of excitement.

But that's all in the past now. Zhuang Sen has already changed into a brand-new traditional long robe-style wedding gown from the Thousand Towers Kingdom. The deep blue fabric is so delicate, as if it has been bathed in moonlight for centuries; it leaves a silky touch when runnidally through the fingers. Exquisite gold embroidery at the collar and cuffs adds a touch of understated nobility, shimmering with subtle light as he moves. This gown perfectly complements Zhuang Sen's increasingly refined and noble aura. Paired with his fair and handsome face and deep eyes, he exudes a detached and aloof air, like a wise sage straight out of an ancient book illustration.

Meanwhile, Mira, who was always seen in a gothic dress, finally shed her gothic attire and donned a dark red robe. A wide-brimmed, black, pointed witch's hat covered her head, the brim tilted to obscure most of her face, revealing only her delicate chin and finely drawn lips painted with pale gloss. The already serene and ethereal vampire beauty now possessed an even more intellectual and otherworldly mystery, as if ancient spells might drift from beneath the brim at any moment. If Zhuang Sen's attire represented a transcendent and independent spirit that commanded awe from the mortal world, then Mira's appearance at this moment exuded an extraordinary quality that made the mundane world feel ashamed and willing to retreat, like a transcendent and aloof girl who might one day ride the moonlight into the starry sky.

However, once the two of them started moving, the atmosphere they had just created shattered like a crystal ball falling to the ground, even the fragments carrying a cloying sweetness.

Mira proudly wrapped her arms around Zhuang Sen's waist, tilting her head back and peeking her face out from under the brim of her hat, the tip almost poking Zhuang Sen's chin: "How am I? Am I pretty?" The little bit of pride in her tone kept bubbling out like bubbles, almost overflowing from the hat.

Zhuang Sen held Mira's large hat, which was about to slip down to her nose, firmly in one hand, while skillfully rubbing her exposed cheek with the other, feeling the delicate warmth on his fingertips: "Beautiful, when isn't my Mira beautiful~" He then deliberately pinched her puffed-out cheeks, causing Mira to let out a soft hum like a kitten.

Well, the aloofness and otherworldly elegance of just now crumbled instantly, transforming into the daily banter between a lovestruck young woman and a "lustful" young man, with pink bubbles floating in the air.

Yes, that's right. In the traditional weddings of the Kingdom of Thousand Towers, the bride and groom are together from the very beginning. They set off from their homes, hand in hand, to the ceremony venue. Along the way, anyone can come up and ask them questions. Can't answer? There are plenty of little punishments: either the bride and groom have to hug or kiss in public, causing the onlookers to cheer; the more pragmatic ones will ask for lucky money, exchanging copper coins for the newlyweds' blessings; the mischievous ones will make the newlyweds walk back a bit and start over, turning the wedding into a city-wide interactive game, a celebration for everyone.

However, this was a piece of cake for Zhuang Sen and Mira. With Mira, the "Knowledge Tower Master," present, the quiz was a piece of cake. The real "challenge" was yet to come—after the ceremony began, there would be several extremely difficult questions for the groom. If he answered incorrectly, he would have to taste the "dark cuisine" that was a specialty of the Thousand Towers Kingdom before he could move on to the next stage. Just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle.

This process bears a striking resemblance to the traditional wedding of the Fallen Star Kingdom, both containing metaphors for the founding legend. It is said that the Thousand Towers Kingdom was founded by a couple who, while searching for the secrets of the Goddess of Wisdom, established their initial settlement and solved countless problems. However, just as they were about to reach their goal, the wife was unfortunately trapped in an ancient trap. To speed things up, the husband chose to abandon several time-consuming questions with correct answers, accepting punishment by eating special foods. Ultimately, he successfully rescued his wife and received the Goddess of Wisdom's blessing.

The story sounds touching, but after Zhuang Sen spent the last few days researching those "special foods," he felt a chill run down his spine—the taste was like a dark combination of houttuynia cordata mixed with durian and cilantro, first steamed, then braised, and finally stewed in soup. Just smelling it made him shudder, and he "couldn't eat a single bite." Just thinking about it made his taste buds protest.

"Alright, alright, you two, tone it down. You'll have plenty of time for sweet nothings tonight." Lady Leah chuckled, patting their bottoms as her fingertips traced the wrinkles in their robes. "Honestly, I spent so much effort getting your dresses sorted out, and they're already wrinkled. What a mess!"

"Time to go!"

Ange burst in from outside, her pink ponytail tracing a lively arc in the air, followed by Lydia and her entourage, who escorted the two of them to a magnificent float like rare jewels. Eight pure white horses pulled the carriage, inlaid with colorful gemstones, their manes adorned with silver and crimson ribbons that jingled as they moved. Johnson and Mira stood embraced, one tall and handsome, radiating a divine aura, the other intelligent and charming, hidden beneath her hat, as the float slowly emerged from the Couvenne family manor. When the float reached the crowded street, it instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the onlookers; cheers and screams nearly lifted the rooftops, and countless flowers and ribbons rained down from both sides.

and……

Mira snuggled closer to Zhuang Sen, her little nose twitching, and she complained in a low voice as if she were jealous: "Why do I feel like there are more women screaming than men?" She lightly punched his waist with her little fist, with a hint of coquettishness.

Zhuang Sen suppressed a laugh and teased her deliberately, "Maybe my Mila is just too charming, attracting both men and women?"

"I'm not Lydia or Lysander's type," Mira muttered. She was more of an intellectual, literary young woman, not a cool, mature woman; how could she possibly have the power to seduce women? It was Lydia, the knightly older sister type, and Lysander, the spirited young woman, who had the potential to be the ultimate heartbreaker. Lydia, who was driving, seemed to have eyes in the back of her head. Hearing this, she secretly rolled her eyes and precisely interrupted with [Soul Transmission]: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll 'requisition' your husband tonight!"

Mira's eyes lit up: "Then I won't say anything, and you'll give me your portion tonight?"

“Then you can continue,” Lydia refused without hesitation, her tone tinged with amusement.

"Tch~" Mira angrily buried her head in Zhuang Sen's arms, her hat getting rubbed askew.

Amidst the unnoticed laughter and playful banter, the float officially drove onto the flower-strewn avenue. The next second, countless people holding slips of paper surged forward; some handed the slips to the float, others simply crumpled them into balls and tossed them gently, like a rain of knowledge. Mira reluctantly let go of Zhuang Sen to answer a question, but Zhuang Sen held her even tighter, raising his hand to make the slips of paper on the float float automatically, unfolding as if by an invisible hand, neatly arranged in front of them, saving them the trouble of picking them up.

Mira leaned against Zhuang Sen with a grin, her voice sweet and light as she read and answered the questions in one smooth motion: "Who is the White Lady of the Iris? Queen Marina~"

"The best food in the world? Thousand-layer pagoda honey cake~" Mira blinked and secretly mouthed another answer to Zhuang Sen - "Zhuang Sen essence". Her playful appearance almost made Zhuang Sen lose his composure on the spot. Fortunately, his robe was loose enough, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

As Mira answered fluently, the float moved steadily and swiftly forward, accompanied by cheers from the crowd. Soon they arrived at the Tower of Wisdom, a towering structure gleaming with wisdom in the sunlight. Lydia gracefully reined in the carriage, opened the door, and amidst the enthusiastic blessings of the crowd, Johnson led Mira into this magnificent building, a symbol of knowledge and wisdom. Chloe Koffner stood in the center of the hall, dressed in her splendid family attire, watching the couple enter, her eyes filled with emotion: "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you're getting married. Our little Mira has grown up."

"Auntie~" Mira shyly hid behind Zhuang Sen, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples. Chloe smiled and pointed to the circular platform at their feet: "Come on up, or would you like to climb the stairs?"

Johnson and Mira walked side by side onto the disc. Klose waved her hand gently, and the disc floated up with a "whoosh," rising straight up at a moderate speed, just like a magical elevator. Klose had been hoping to see Johnson's surprised expression, but her wishful thinking was dashed—Johnson held Mira calmly, as if riding the magical elevator was commonplace for him. Clearly, Mira had spoiled this little surprise for him beforehand.

Klose muttered to herself, "This is boring," but quickly perked up. The best was yet to come, and she couldn't let herself be disappointed.

A moment later, the disc slowly slowed down. Zhuang Sen didn't pay much attention until the view suddenly opened up before him, and warm sunlight shone on his face. He then realized that they had already rushed out of the Tower of Wisdom and arrived at the top rooftop. Looking out, the clear, mirror-like sky reflected the bustling city below. Houses were arranged like building blocks, and the crowds on the streets resembled flowing ribbons of color. Missy and the nobles of the Thousand Towers Kingdom stood at the edge of the rooftop, dressed in magnificent robes, watching the newlyweds with the joy of representing all the citizens, and offering thunderous applause.

A flock of white doves and magpies flew by, their wings cutting through the clear sky, three ornately decorated parchments in their beaks, and gently landed before the two. On the papers, written in gold ink, was the same question, the handwriting elegant and solemn: "Your Excellency Johnson Leon, do you take Mira Koffney to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, and for poorer, until death do you part?"

Johnson and Mira smiled at each other, their eyes filled with an intense, almost radiant love, as if sparkling with starlight. They answered in unison, "I do."

boom! boom! boom!

Countless fireworks and cannons exploded in the sky, their dazzling light blooming like flowers, intertwining with cheers and bringing this grand celebration of wisdom and love to a climax. It also gilded the future of the newlyweds with the most dazzling brilliance, leaving an eternal mark under the azure sky.

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Chapter 287: Relics - Eternal Inheritance

The day after the wedding, Johnson received a message from Missy. It seemed that the Knowledge Council had finally reached an agreement to allow him to visit the research on the professional system, but only he was allowed to go alone. Considering that Dantalian was there, Johnson agreed to the request and got into a carriage without a driver.

“I’m so sorry to trouble you, Your Highness.” Mistie, dressed in a purple robe, sat sideways on the cushions in the carriage. Her long, straight legs were bent, and her delicate feet peeked out from under her skirt. A large witch’s hat rested on her lap, covering her full upper body but unexpectedly highlighting the white curve of her slender neck, which suited Mistie’s gentle and serene temperament even more.

Zhuang Sen nodded politely and sat down on the other side of the carriage: "I'm the one who's bothering you, Speaker Missy. But I'm really interested in professionals. How do you manage to make one person use the power of different bloodlines?"

Missy covered her mouth and chuckled. Although her red lips were not visible, the beauty mark at the corner of her mouth was still captivating. "This is a bit complicated to explain. I have some simple information prepared here. Would Your Highness like to take a look first?"

Zhuang Sen nodded, took the materials from Missy, and began to read them intently. Missy, on the other hand, gazed at the boy before her, a strange light flickering in her eyes. She could sense a peculiar fondness she felt for this student's husband, stemming from their brief conversation that night. But theoretically, this shouldn't be the case. Although she had always been engrossed in knowledge and had never had any romantic experience, and was indeed quite old now, surely she wasn't so desperate that she couldn't resist wanting every man she saw?

Although this prince is indeed handsome, young, and capable, he is Mira's husband, the husband of her beloved disciple. She believes she won't have any special feelings for Zhuang Sen unless there are other factors, such as seduction, emotional influence, or mind manipulation. But if it were those things, he would actively create opportunities to approach her and deepen the influence of his abilities. However, the fact is that Zhuang Sen spends almost all his time with his wives. Apart from business negotiations and attending weddings, she has hardly seen Zhuang Sen.

It's really puzzling.

But she, Mystique Noah, the chosen one of the goddess of wisdom, loved these perplexing questions. "Let me see what secrets you're hiding." Her mysterious and alluring purple eyes shone with a light that was less a manifestation of lingering affection and more a fervent obsession with self-pursuit.

……

Zhuang Sen closed the not-so-thick document in his hand. Just as Missy had described, it was a very simple document, giving a general overview of the origins and goals of the profession system, along with some examples. In general, professionals are those who can use a specific type of bloodline ability through physical and mental training. For example, [Warriors] are proficient in most abilities related to weapons and close combat, whether it's the holy light attribute [Light Flame Slash] or the dark attribute [Erosion Slash]. Prince Hans, on the other hand, is a level five bloodline user within the profession system, a special type. That's why Missy rescued him—he was currently an unreplicable experimental subject.

As for how they specifically enabled people to master different bloodline abilities, and how they categorized various professions and their usable bloodline abilities, the above only used the phrase "guided by the goddess of wisdom" to gloss over it. Obviously, this is the real core... Could there be some ancient monster girl behind the Thousand Towers Kingdom?

If that's true, I wonder if his attraction to monster girls would have any effect on monster girls who weren't created by him?

Do you have any questions?

Missy's languid voice rang out, and Zhuang Sen turned his gaze to this peculiar book demon, the inferior product that True Blood Duke had stolen the power of the Goddess of Wisdom from: "If there's a question, it's naturally about the guidance of the Goddess of Wisdom. Do gods really exist?"

“If it were before, I would have said with certainty that it doesn’t exist, but now, I can only say that maybe it does, maybe it doesn’t.” Missy smiled and picked up the witch’s hat and put it on. The carriage stopped quietly at the same time. “We’ve arrived. You should confirm your question for yourself.”

Zhuang Sen opened the system panel and glanced at it. One of the arrows pointing in the direction of the three relics was firmly aimed at this area.

……

After getting off the carriage, they found themselves in a manor surrounded by farmland. Clearly, this was outside the city. As for the location... Zhuang Sen glanced at the very conspicuous Tower of Wisdom and easily calculated the direction. It wasn't far from the City of Knowledge.

"This way, Your Highness."

Missy put on a hat, concealing her alluring purple eyes, making her pink lips and captivating beauty mark even more striking. She raised her delicate hand slightly, leading towards the main building.

Zhuang Sen had a vague sense of Missy's demeanor and actions, mainly because he had developed a habit of calling her that since he had so many monster girls at home. So he laughed and said, "You should just call me Zhuang Sen. Speaker Missy, you are Mira's elder, there's no need to be so distant with you."

Missy's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she chuckled, "Then I won't stand on ceremony, Zhuang Sen, you can just call me Missy."

Sure enough, something's not quite right.

Zhuang Sen pondered to himself that he could understand if Missy were a monster girl, but the system clearly stated that she hadn't awakened yet, and her attitude was still lacking. When they first met, if it weren't for her aloof and cold nature and her inability to defeat him, she probably would have pinned him to the ground and beaten him to a pulp. But Missy seemed more like she was deliberately fishing for him...

Sigh, monster girls are so much better; women are just so hard to understand.

Zhuang Sen sighed inwardly, but wasn't worried. It would be difficult for a virgin like Missy to seduce him. Besides, there wasn't much time for that anyway. Soon, the two passed through the manor and entered the main building, then through a secret entrance into the actual underground research base. Emerging from the entrance, Zhuang Sen was immediately greeted by a spacious, clean, stone-paved hall. In the center of the hall stood a massive steel platform heavily guarded, estimated to be at least thirty meters by forty meters. It was surrounded by fully armed guards, wearing the rune suits that Zhuang Sen recognized all too well! On the platform sat a cube, almost the same size as the platform itself, completely protected by glass and connected to numerous pipes.

Putting everything else aside, suddenly seeing such a huge object underground is truly awe-inspiring.

Missy finally saw Zhuang Sen's shock. It was because of her most prized possession that a sense of satisfaction and pride welled up in her heart. With her back to the high platform, she proudly raised her chin slightly and said to Zhuang Sen, "Welcome to the kingdom of the goddess of wisdom!"

Zhuang Sen was genuinely shocked, because the system sent a notification: [Relic detected - Eternal Inheritance, in the process of recovery...]

Chapter 288: The All-Purpose Maid

The Skull of Athena

Missy always referred to the high platform and the cube suspended on it as such—it was like the omniscient and omnipotent goddess of wisdom in mythology, able to answer any question fluently. Even the extraordinary bloodline that was unattainable in the eyes of the world could be solved in front of it as easily as sorting out words. The Professional Plan was born from this.

And all of this is thanks to Missy.

It was she who, following the path of the Thousand Towers Kingdom's heirloom, the "Voice of Wisdom," discovered this true divine artifact in the abyss-like underground palace; it was she who successfully channeled its surging power, even using it to refine and optimize her own bloodline; and it was she who, against all odds, pushed the Professional Plan to take root, reaping the abundant rewards she enjoys today. This is not only the culmination of Missy's proudest research, but also the most solid foundation upon which she walks the world.

Therefore, when she saw the way Zhuang Sen was stunned by the "Skull of the Goddess of Wisdom", the pride and satisfaction that welled up in Missy's heart was just like a mother seeing her child achieve success and wanting to show off this glory to the whole world.

However, Zhuang Sen remained silent, leaving Misty's expectations hanging in the air. But she could understand; the spectacle of such a divine artifact appearing in the world was enough to awe and leave one speechless…