Chapter 371: Chapter 370 Goodbye, Old Friend, Goodbye, Cash Box

Late at night.

White Stone City, in the slums.

A dilapidated courtyard, constructed with old, damp wood planks and broken stones, stood inconspicuously in a corner.

Hardly anyone knew when this courtyard had been built. It rarely saw visitors, and since the inhabitants of the slums were not keen on prying into each other’s privacy–a key principle for ensuring one’s own safety–the courtyard had existed in lonely, undisturbed peace for many years.

That night, the enduring calm was broken.

“Bang bang bang! Creak creak!”

Knocking sounds emerged from the warped wooden door of the courtyard, which shook continuously as if it would fall down if the person knocking pushed too hard.

Inside the courtyard, there was no response for a long time, the knocking patiently persisted.

“Bang bang bang! Creak creak!”

After quite a while, footsteps finally sounded. An old man with a hunched body walked out of the dilapidated room within the courtyard and angrily asked in a feeble voice, “Who is it? Knocking on someone’s door in the middle of the night, don’t you know it’s very impolite?”

As he spoke, the old man approached the door to open it. But just as his hand reached for the door, he suddenly sensed something, paused, and then slowly stepped back.

At that moment, the wooden door banged inward, falling heavily to the ground as a man, tall like a tower of black iron, stepped over the door and into the courtyard, his eyes glittering sharply at the old man.

The old man’s expression became cautious. He continued to back away as another figure leaped lightly over the low courtyard wall, landing with a nimbleness as if weightless. It was an exceedingly ugly and gaunt man, his nose looking as if it had been punched, sagging limply on his face like snot, utterly disgusting.

The old man’s expression grew grave, then, even without eyes on his back, he sensed the ugly man’s presence. He stopped walking, and his gaze swiftly shifted to the left.

The air on the left side twisted and Suo Men appeared silently.

Then the old man looked to the right.

To the right, a puff of blue smoke dissipated, revealing Mu Konni with a smile on her face.

“Sigh–”

The old man took a deep breath, his eyes turned cold, and his hunched body straightened up, displaying a hint of majesty. A powerful and solid aura surged from within him, pressing towards the four people enclosing him, but it was quickly repelled.

For Suo Men and the others all released an aura no weaker than the old man’s.

“Umm–”

Deep wrinkles dug into the old man’s forehead like ravines, turning into an abyss, his eyes narrowed to slits, he looked at the four Second-level Wizards and slowly said, “Four Second-level Wizards, eh? That’s quite the respect for this old man.”

“Master Bilas, your identity is indeed worthy of our respect,” spoke a voice as a man with bloodshot eyes and somewhat shabby appearance walked out of the old man’s room–nobody knew when he had gone in–dressed in greasy blue noble attire. It was Ji Burlen.

Ji Burlen exited the room, holding a papyrus scroll in his hand. He glanced over the scroll for a moment, conjured flames, and quickly burned the papyrus scroll to ashes.

The old man’s gaze sharpened, but he calmed himself and said, “Another Second-level Wizard, it seems I’m more esteemed than I imagined.”

“Indeed, Master Bilas,” replied Ji Burlen, “maybe others are unaware of your details, but we are well informed–you stand among the oldest on the entire East Coast, not just in White Stone Tower or the Frank Kingdom. To put it precisely, you are within the top ten oldest people on the East Coast.

Thus, perhaps your capabilities in White Stone City are not the strongest, but you are certainly the most difficult to deal with. You’ve lived too long, and so you have far too many tricks up your sleeve. No one can guarantee they could take you down easily. Considering this, last night I chose to confront White Stone Tower instead of rashly coming after you.

Today, when my two men arrived in time, making us a group of five, only then did we come to meet you and resolve this troublesome issue.”

“Who are you?” the old man asked, quickly guessing, “People from the Golden Beetle? No, I’ve already exterminated them; it’s impossible there’s anyone left to seek revenge.

People from the Multi-Eyed God Sect? Wrong again, they’re just a bunch of con artists pretending to be deities. They don’t even have the weakest First Level Low Order wizards; how could they command your kind of power? Besides, I’ve exterminated them too.”

“So, are you people from Corpse Town? Or no, if you were from Corpse Town, I would have smelled the stench on you from miles away… ”

The old man kept guessing. He had lived long enough and had seen enough troubles that he momentarily couldn’t pinpoint the identities of Ji Burlen and his group.

Seeing the old man guessing, Ji Burlen laughed. His bloodshot eyes blinked as he said, “Master Bilas, stop guessing. Who we are does not matter. What matters is that you are going to die by our hands.”

“Ha!” Bilas scoffed. “You’re so confident you can kill me? Just with the five of you second-level wizards? True, I’m only a second-level wizard now. I’m too old, too old to even maintain my level.

But let me tell you, not all second-level wizards are the same. As the saying goes, the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs. You think a bunch of mad dogs like you can be a match for me?”

“Master Bilas, let me clarify,” Ji Burlen raised his hand, “Actually, it’s not five second-level wizards. There are four. As for me, well, I’m currently a second-level wizard, but with some tricks, I can temporarily reach the capabilities of a third-level wizard.”

“And so?” the old man’s face still bore disdain and coldness. “A temporary breakthrough to a third-level wizard makes no difference to me. You temporarily advanced, but can you instantly master the spells that only a third-level wizard can cast, and truly wield the power of a third-level wizard?”

“Actually, I can,” Ji Burlen slowly said. “While the points needed for Third Circle Magic are indeed not few, I’ve exchanged for a few. I might not be as skilled as a genuine third-level wizard, but I’m not far off. Why don’t you try?”

“You!” The old man’s eyes narrowed, and the next moment, he saw Ji Burlen raise his hand that produced a miniature sun.

“Damn!” The old man shouted, mana surged, and he went all out as numerous dark glimmers attacked Ji Burlen.

The people surrounding him from four directions launched a counterattack without any hesitation.

“Gulp!”

Ji Burlen seized the moment provided by his subordinates, swallowed the miniature sun, his body erupted with the strength of a third-level wizard, stomped with his feet, and physically charged directly at the old man Bilas, crystallizing at a visible rate during the collision.

Transformational Construction Magic*Third Circle Low Order*Eternal Crystal Body!

The battle instantly reached its climax!

“Boom boom boom!”

…

“Boom boom boom!”

Near the slums, in a wooden building, Alex, holding a soft mature body in his arms, was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, a strong vibration woke him up.

Alex sat up in bed, blinked, and shouted in panic, “An… an earthquake? It’s an earthquake!”

In the heat of the moment, the soft body beside Alex sprang up, embraced Alex who weighed over two hundred pounds, wrapped the blanket around them, and quickly ran outside.

Alex was completely caught off guard and by the time he realized what was happening, he was already being carried downstairs. Alex yelled, “Lady Amanda, slow down, my cashbox, my cashbox…”

The person carrying Alex ran downstairs as if she hadn’t heard, finally threw Alex carelessly to the ground, took a breath, and asked, “Little Alex… huff… what did you just say?”

“I said my…”

Alex had only spoken half when he saw the long-neglected wooden building collapse under the impact of a strong gust, crashing down spectacularly and turning into flat ground with dust billowing.

“What did you say?”

The woman asked.

“I said… gulp,” Alex swallowed, “I didn’t say anything.”

“Oh…”

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