Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: 115 Abandoned Magic Prodigy (15)

Chapter 116: 115 Abandoned Magic Prodigy (15)

“It’s… it’s the new student Ye Shaohua who just finished running through the Magic Tower, she’s still in Zone E now…” Lin Xiao was startled by Fen Liyun’s sudden intensity.

Frankly speaking, although Lin Xiao had known Fen Liyun for some time, this was the first time he had witnessed his expression shatter so instantly.

Then the air vibrated slightly, and Fen Liyun disappeared on the spot.

“Wait, you didn’t see that Ye Jin…” Lin Xiao wanted to say more but immediately wilted when the white figure that had been concealed behind Fen Liyun revealed itself after he left.

“Your Grace, the Tiger King, greetings… I apologize for intruding,” he hurriedly closed the door and left.

As he left, he wiped the sweat from his brow… Damn, when did Boss Yun bring back the White Tiger King? That’s a Holy-rank Warcraft!

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Lin Xiao went to inform Ye Jin that Boss Yun had left, before heading to the Magic Array with his Family to teleport to Cangyun City.

Meanwhile, Ye Shaohua had already emerged from the Magic Tower.

When she saw her rank at 91, her face didn’t show happiness but instead became even graver.

Without any news from the system so far, Ye Shaohua could feel the plot thickening, the more she learned magic, the more she could sense the distinct fluctuations from Warcraft Forest.

Following this trend, Ye Shaohua wasn’t sure how much she could do when the Warcraft truly besieged the city.

“Many people have fled the city. The Duke and the Second Elder are guarding the city’s gates,” Carrie said after a long journey to inform Ye Shaohua of Cangyun City’s situation, “They told you not to worry.”

Carrie’s face showed exhaustion. Ye Shaohua looked at her without speaking and began rummaging through her Space Ring, producing a large bag of Demon Cores, “These should be enough to support the city’s defensive Array.”

Carrie had never seen so many splendid Demon Cores in her life.

There were countless Third-rank and Second-rank cores, and a few Fourth-rank cores were even visible.

Even the Dukes were only Level 3 Mages, but even a Level 3 Mage could only fight a Level 3 Warcraft to a draw at best. In Cangyun City, a Third-rank core was already considered a precious commodity.

Ye Shaohua produced a whole bag of them, leaving Carrie momentarily stunned.

Carrie, clutching the bag of Demon Cores and somewhat in a trance, followed Ye Shaohua to the school’s transportation Magic Array, where she was teleported back to Canglang Duchy.

Cangyun City.

Lance had only just returned, busy entertaining two Level 6 Mages who had helped Cangyun City through a crisis, along with the Cangyun City Lord and the Ye Duke.

“These Warcraft will not invade again,” the Level 6 Mage Da’en said while sipping his wine, glancing at the others with a light shade in his eyes.

You couldn’t find a Mage above Level 3 in all of Cangyun City. Thinking this, a hint of contempt flashed through the depths of his eyes.

“Ye Duke, I hear that your Great Elder, whom you broke away from, is a bit troublesome. I’ve heard that the Ye Family has two ancestral Magic Curse Scrolls?” Da’en looked at the Ye Duke with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Upon hearing this, the face of the Second Elder sitting opposite flushed with anger.

The Cangyun City Lord’s smile softened, “I’ve also heard about this curse. It’s supposedly an heirloom left by Shaohua’s mother, right?”

With that, he implied that these items were no longer truly considered part of the Ye Family’s possessions.

Between Demon Cores and Scrolls, they were the last legacies left after Ye Shaohua’s mother’s death.

Da’en looked at the Ye Duke with a mocking expression, “The Ye Family’s power doesn’t exceed Level 3 from top to bottom, and these Curse Scrolls can only be used by Level 7 Mages. They are of no use to you, aren’t they?”

Although the Second Elder was still fuming, the Ye Duke’s expression remained unchanged. He simply turned his head and instructed, “Go and bring the Curses here.”

The Magic Scrolls were quickly brought over, and Da’en was pleased to receive them, appreciating the Ye Duke’s tact.

Holding the Scroll, he reveled in the magic fluctuations emanating from it, feeling a rush of excitement. Glancing at the Ye Duke, he thought it a waste for such items to remain in the hands of these incompetents. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

“Alright, I should return and report the outcome to the Canglang Country Lord,” Da’en said as he was about to leave. Suddenly, there was a fluctuation of magic in the air.

A guard from the city gate arrived to report: “City Lord, the First Archbisop of Guangming Hall, the Vice Chairman of the Magic Guild, and the Level 7 Great Mage Lin Cheng from the Leo Empire have arrived.”

Everybody present was slow to react.

The Guangming Hall and the Magic Guild are the two greatest forces on the Magic Continent, each backed by Holy-rank Mages. The Leo Empire ranked as the premier kingdom, its strength only second to the two powers. Let alone that a Level 7 Mage had come.

After the holy men had left, Daon, a Level 6 Mage, had already turned pale.

He hurriedly returned the Magic Curse scroll to the Duke of the Ye Family.

The Second Elder, coming out of his shock, saw this and couldn’t help but sneer, “What now? Are we capable of using the Curse now?”

Daon wiped the sweat from his forehead, “The Elder jests, I was just taking a casual look.”

Didn’t the Great Elder say that among the Ye Family, only the Duke is a Third-rank Mage? Where on earth did this mysterious Ye Shaohua spring from?

Ye Shaohua was oblivious to all that had happened in Cangyun City.

After sending Carrie off, she went to discuss with the Wind Attribute Magic instructors about skipping grades.

Ye Shaohua was no ordinary student; after an afternoon and an entire night of discussion by several teachers, they finally decided to place Ye Shaohua in the fourth year.

When she returned to the dormitory in District E, she found it exceptionally quiet. Nuolan and the others looked at her, wanting to speak but ultimately remained silent.

Shaohua hesitated momentarily before opening her room door.

As the door opened, a gust of cold air hit her face.

Shaohua reflexively looked towards the window.

There, a white figure stood, those deep, bright black eyes also looking towards her. The figure’s long, clean fingers were gripping the windowsill, slightly straining with force.

Ink-black hair was spread behind, contrasting with the snow-white clothes, distinctly black and white.

The magic light in the room was off, but it didn’t affect Fen Liyun’s vision. The moment he saw those slightly raised eyebrows, a wave of profound familiarity surged through him, and everything around him dimmed, leaving only a figure still radiating light.

If there is an afterlife, let it not be marred by unrequited love.

“You’re back?” In the end, only three words remained on his lips.

Ye Shaohua, I have waited for you in this world for twenty years.