In an instant, Yu Xunge felt as if she were attending a gathering of single mothers.
Yet, it was undeniable that she sensed a deep warmth from Wu Ren.
It was a strange dichotomy; she would wage war alongside the other holy clans for the World’s Tomb, but she herself was not a cold-blooded killer.
She needed the World’s Tomb to make deals with Wu Xi and to seek revenge for Wu Xi. She had even once served as the dean of a school.
Her thoughts drifted far away. If one day Zai Jiu flourished and required more World’s Tombs, what choice would she make?
What would happen if the World’s Tomb of one realm was completely seized by players from another realm…?
Wu Ren tapped the table. “Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?!”
Yu Xunge snapped back to reality and immediately offered a sincere apology. “I’m sorry! I just saw you and thought about the future of Zai Jiu… I’m worried I won’t be able to be as good as you.”
Yue Huang smiled.
Yu Xunge let out a sigh of relief. The reason she chose Wu Ren over Feng Tang was that Wu Ren was genuinely easy to please.
No, it wouldn’t be right to say Wu Ren was easy to please; she wasn’t a fool easily deceived. Rather, beneath her noble and glamorous exterior, there was a hint of childlike innocence.
She would get angry if her self-made potions were carelessly tossed into the auction house. She would feel joy upon receiving rare alchemical materials and hearing compliments from others. After suffering a few setbacks, she even invented the “Midnight Moon Song” to see who owed her something.
On the other hand, Feng Tang… ever since the incidents with Qiu Xiong and Su Yitong, she had grown more fearful of Feng Tang.
Yu Xunge took out 5 grams of moon sand and pushed it toward Wu Ren. “I’m really sorry. I genuinely want to trade with you, but I can’t afford the price you offered. This is a token of apology for making you come here for nothing.”
Oh my, she saw Yue Huang smile again.
Tu Lan had already run over to nuzzle Wu Ren’s hand, which infuriated the hamster Kabala, who was now jumping up to hit her.
Wu Ren shook the box of moon sand in her hand. “Help me curse a Zhu Man, and I’ll tell you how to get to other worlds.”
There were three slots left for curses—one reserved for emergencies, one for Dong Hai Sha Leng, and Yu Xunge indeed had one spare curse slot.
But did she really need to make an enemy for herself?
Yu Xunge’s expression didn’t change much; instead, she asked, “Can I first ask who this Zhu Man is that you want to curse?”
Wu Ren replied, “One of the Zhu Man kings from Sui Se City, Fei E.”
“…” For a moment, Yu Xunge thought her translator had malfunctioned, but the title “Zhu Man King” made her forget to ask if that name was a joke. She said, “Actually, if you want to kill me, you can just do it directly… I currently have no intention of offending the Zhu Man King.”
Wu Ren said, “Well, I don’t plan to offend Fei E, but I have a series of plans to offend you.”
Yu Xunge: “…” Look at you, being unreasonable again!
Wu Ren continued, “You can push the curse onto me and say it’s at my request.”
Yu Xunge still looked resistant.
Wu Ren added, “The method to get to the other world, the recipe for ‘Midnight Moon Song,’ plus I’ll help you translate the rules for three games.”
She didn’t really need the “Midnight Moon Song.” In fact, she wished such gems didn’t exist in the world.
Yu Xunge asked, “Can we exchange it for a different gem?”
Wu Ren was taken aback, slowly taking a deep breath. “You’re being too audacious…”
Yu Xunge immediately replied, “I’ve already learned the ‘Spring Day Never Late’ you invented. I want to learn about more complex gems that encapsulate the beauty of alchemy!”
As she spoke, she took out a complete version of “Spring Day Never Late” that she had made herself to show Wu Ren.
She was taking a gamble, hoping that someone would feel offended by others learning their inventions, but that someone would also feel joy at finding a successor for their creation.
She bet that Wu Ren, who had once served as the dean of the Alchemy Academy, would be the latter. She gambled that the same Wu Ren who had once been willing to teach “Spring Day Never Late” to a stranger for the sake of a World’s Tomb would appreciate genius rather than feel jealousy.
A flicker of something unusual crossed Wu Ren’s eyes. She picked up the “Spring Day Never Late,” examined it for a moment, then set it down, her expression unreadable.
After a long silence, the Moon Empress finally took out a small blue glowing orb that resembled a Pokémon’s Gas Ball. “A high-level gem, ‘Last Night’s Stars.’ After use, it can store time, which can be used to offset the cooldown of any skill, with a current limit of 24 hours.”
After a pause, Wu Ren locked eyes with Yu Xunge and said, “In terms of practicality, it doesn’t compare to Hufflepuff’s ‘Melt Time’; in terms of level, it doesn’t match ‘Midnight Moon Song’ or ‘Spring Day Never Late.’”
“No… no, no!” Yu Xunge initially frowned, but the more she thought about it, the more interesting this invention seemed. She sat up straight, even leaning slightly forward, her excitement bubbling over.
“Time can be stored? Just at the advanced stage, it can store 24 hours! But if it’s researched to the end, could I store a person’s entire life in it? It’s far more precious than ‘Midnight Moon Song’ and ‘Spring Day Never Late!’”
Wu Ren suddenly laughed, a sound that was more of a scoff but undeniably a smile.
**Chapter 427: Discovering a Wild Wallet—Wolf Fortress!**
Wu Ren pulled out a scroll. “Help me curse Fei E, and add 100 grams of moon sand, and I’ll agree to swap ‘Midnight Moon Song’ for ‘Last Night’s Stars.’”
Yu Xunge immediately took out 100 grams of moon sand—she had divided it into several sizes over the past few days—and pushed it toward Wu Ren, saying firmly, “The Zhu Man King doesn’t even compare to the tip of your tail, Wu Ren!”
Once the benefits were secured, anyone could be cursed! After all, everyone would be ruthless on the battlefield.
What’s the big deal about Fei E? How many royal families had she already offended? She wasn’t missing this one.
A minute later, a clear and melodious female voice echoed in the sky of Zelan.
“I, at the request of Zelan’s Wu Ren, curse the Zhu Man King Fei E to never brew potions or create gems for the rest of his life, until he comes to Wu Ren’s palace, crying and repenting, swearing never to touch alchemy again. Only then can the curse be lifted. There is only one curse slot available for sale; interested buyers can contact Wu Ren.”
After hearing the first-hand curse, Wu Ren was left speechless. “……………………”
Before Wu Ren could retaliate, Yu Xunge quickly smiled at her and held up five fingers. “When the time comes, you negotiate the price, I’ll do the cursing, and we’ll split it fifty-fifty!”
Finding Wu Ren’s level was also a royal family; she could take orders through Wu Ren and use Wu Ren as a shield. It was only fair to give her a cut, and she would be stingy where she could, but she would also give what was due.
Wu Ren’s eyes lit up, and a hint of eagerness flashed in her gaze. She nodded in approval. “Not bad, I’ve seen you’re not ordinary!” If Zai Jiu Xunge wasn’t afraid of death, what was there for her to fear?
Tu Lan and the hamster had stopped fighting at some point, sitting at the table with heavy expressions.
The hamster squeaked, “I’m starting to get scared.”
Tu Lan replied, “I’ve gotten used to it.”
Yu Xunge had a knack for hiding, but her talent for causing trouble was even stronger.
After the curse was completed, Wu Ren readily told Yu Xunge how to reach the other world.
“Do you know the Arena of All Races?”
“I do.”
“When the opposing alien enters, and the entrance’s light curtain hasn’t closed yet, you rush in ahead of time. The only downside to this is that if you don’t have other teammates for this duel, you’ll be judged as losing immediately, and that alien will directly descend into your world.”
“Can I pass through the giant light curtain that divides the arena? How do I get back? Can I use a teleportation skill to return?” Yu Xunge asked.
“Teleportation skills may not always work; sometimes, if the worlds are too far apart, they can fail. But as long as you enter the world battlefield—no matter which world you come from—once the game ends, you’ll be sent back to the world associated with the battlefield key. You don’t need to worry about not being able to return.”
Afterward, Wu Ren taught Yu Xunge how to make “Last Night’s Stars” and then prepared to leave with the hundred blind boxes “voluntarily given” by Hufflepuff.
As she was being escorted downstairs by Yu Xunge, she said, “Don’t you think if you could learn Moon Fox language, our trades wouldn’t be so troublesome?”
Yu Xunge replied, “But learning Moon Fox language itself is even more troublesome, right?”
Wu Ren said, “It seems you don’t plan to trade with me long-term.”
Yu Xunge clarified, “No, I just believe that we can communicate without words, as if we’re on the same wavelength.”
Wu Ren asked, “Why didn’t Hufflepuff kill you?”
Hufflepuff, who happened to be passing by the staircase corner with a bottle of ice wine, thought, “…” Why is this my problem?
After sending Wu Ren off, Yu Xunge ran to ask Hufflepuff, “Is Fei E, the Zhu Man King, scary or not?”
Hufflepuff’s expression was hard to describe. “Isn’t it a bit late to ask this question after you’ve already offended him?”
Yu Xunge replied, “I just want to be clear; it’ll make me feel more secure when I can’t sleep.”
Hufflepuff sighed. “Fei E is just like that; his alchemical talent isn’t great, but he’s incredibly wealthy and willing to spend money on alchemy. He’s wasted a lot of extremely rare materials, even those that diminish with each use. Wu Ren has wanted to deal with him for a long time.”
Yu Xunge and Tu Lan’s eyes lit up simultaneously. They exchanged a glance, and five words echoed in their minds—he’s incredibly wealthy.
Hufflepuff: ?
Weren’t you just worried a moment ago? Why are you suddenly so excited?