Chapter 64: Clown Carnival (13) [Bonus Chapter]

The cold light stretched the man's figure into a slender silhouette. He bent down and picked up the palm-sized doll from the ground.

Xi You raised the outer corner of his eye, a trace of mockery flashing across his narrow, elongated eyes.

Look at that, a stubborn newcomer has just turned into a doll like this, tsk tsk tsk.

Xi You casually stuffed the doll, which strongly resembled Xie Bo, into his pocket.

Did you think he was feeling sympathetic toward Xie Bo?

No, no, no, he had just thought of a brilliant idea.

Xi You let out a soft chuckle, as if anticipating—

"This master already understands. You lived your previous life far too restrained; isn't this way much better in this lifetime?" Pure and innocent, without overthinking certain matters—such a personality suits you far better.

Now, as Ye Cangtian once again layered the fundamental divine patterns, it was evident that things were going much more smoothly. Taking a deep breath, Ye Cangtian continued to form hand seals unceasingly, and the first fundamental divine pattern smoothly appeared in his hands.

Mu Xiaoxiao actually longed to scream for help at the top of her lungs, but gazing at the deep, dark forest, she held back. Wouldn't shouting like that just attract even more monsters?

Long Meting stepped forward with his sword to parry, but because the two of them were evenly matched to begin with, and his injuries had not yet healed while Prince Jin was in a fit of absolute rage, after exchanging three blows, he was struck on the chest by Prince Jin's palm, staggering back five paces before spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Ouyang Shaochen," Murong Xue said indifferently, gently waving her hand. The bearers lifted the sedan chair, and it slowly moved forward.

She was the one who claimed she disliked Qian Yehan, and she was the one who claimed she wanted to marry him; she was the one who disliked Ning Rong, and she was also the one who wanted Ning Rong to marry her.

Fang Xiao immediately chimed in, "Lord Ning may not know me, but I certainly know Lord Ning. Back in Linchuan, I heard tales of Lord Ning's exploits—four years in the military camp, earning numerous military merits."

Meanwhile, Leng Yuchen sat tall upon his horse, looking down from above with a long hallebard in hand. The glistening tip of the hallebard rested right against Xue Yihan's neck, separated from the gap in his helmet and armor by a mere thread. Leng Yuchen mastered that precise fraction of a distance, the tip lightly slicing against the skin of Xue Yihan's neck as cold light flickered and a trail of blood trickled down, winding its way to the ground.

"What? Could it be that the Princess Consort's hidden thoughts have been hit upon?" Noble Consort Shu said, casting a mocking glance toward Princess Kejing not far away.

As for Jiang Se, she remained completely motionless, curled up right where she was. Her heart was a chaotic mess, filled with panic and uncertainty; something had genuinely gone horribly wrong this time.

Could it be... the moment I die, this Jinshui Bodhi fruit becomes useless? Or perhaps... there is something that requires both myself and the Jinshui Bodhi to be present in order to be accomplished?

It wasn't as if previous owners hadn't brought in masters to take a look, but those so-called masters had all been scared out of their wits and fled in terror.

He indeed had a cooperation to discuss with the Bei family, but the Bei family was merely one of many options; he had plenty of choices and was not bound exclusively to them.

Of course, it wasn't because of a problem with this setting, but rather because he had tested the waters himself and actually gone out to kill a civilian NPC.

A C-grade talent gained no growth per level, a B-grade talent gained one point of growth per level, an A-grade talent gained two points, and an S-grade talent gained three.

After a moment, he grabbed his head and scrambled up in agony, his limbs completely limp and devoid of strength, leaving him gripped by doubt.

Especially Hua Wuque, who was one of the country's twenty-four celebrity esports players, having represented China to lead teams in numerous S-grade world leagues and claiming the championship three times.

Amidst the spraying of blood on the spot, the bodies of more than twenty merchants, each severed into two halves, lay scattered haphazardly across the ground.

Now equipped with the Undying Halo, Wang Yuan's undead minions directly gained a chance at resurrection, instantly boosting their combat endurance.

Because there were simply too many people, I had already slumped down onto the ground. Hearing shouts erupt beside me, I wanted to raise my head to check the situation, but the moment my head was halfway up, it was forcefully shoved back down by Wei Wei.

Now that he had mastered the Thirty-Six Tiangang Spells, capable of foreseeing the future, he had attained a certain degree of prophetic insight into what was yet to come.