manynovel Chapter 327 Magic and Spells, The Mysterious Old Man, A Conspiracy Beneath Good Intent
Chapter 327 Magic and Spells, The Mysterious Old Man, A Conspiracy Beneath Good Intent
Chapter 327 Magic and Spells, The Mysterious Old Man, A Conspiracy Beneath Good Intent
It wasn't until Xiao Yun gently patted her shoulder that she finally understood: "What's wrong? Still sulking?"
Xiao Yun chuckled wryly and touched his nose, saying, "Don't be angry, okay? I was wrong. Let's go back to the ship."
Jing Feiwan snapped out of her daze and gave him a cold glance: "So you admit you were thinking about someone else just now?"
Xiao Yun had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, looking as if he were at the emperor's mercy.
Jing Feiwan poked his chest hard, sneered, and stepped off the small boat.
Xiao Yun sighed softly, quickly followed, and carefully trailed behind her.
The two walked quickly toward the [Mirror] without saying a word, the atmosphere somewhat stiff.
Just as Xiao Yun was racking his brains about how to ease the tension, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps approaching rapidly beside him.
A neatly dressed, white-bearded Western man in a worn-out tuxedo approached, pulled his hat down low, and whispered, "Young man, did you upset your girlfriend? Need any help?"
Xiao Yun raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, and then humbly asked for help: "Please, sir, save me."
Su Muqing is not usually jealous, and he has no experience in dealing with such matters.
"Haha, sir, you flatter me. I'm just an old magician who makes a living with little tricks."
The white-bearded old man smiled and, as if by magic, produced an exquisite gemstone bracelet: "A-grade craftsmanship, no woman can refuse it. Young man, it seems we are destined to meet. I only need one King-grade resource."
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"It has absolutely no attributes, and you're selling it for such a high price? Are you crazy?"
Xiao Yun's eyes widened.
The white-bearded old man chuckled mysteriously and said, "Haha, you're too simplistic, young man. I guarantee it's worth the price, and besides—"
He nodded towards the mirror that was so close at hand: "Once this opportunity is gone, it'll be gone forever—"
Xiao Yun gritted his teeth, took out a king-level resource and put it in his hand, then picked up the bracelet and was about to catch up.
"Hey, hey, don't rush me, buddy. Making a girl happy isn't just about giving her gifts."
The white-bearded old man reached out and grabbed him, snapped his fingers, and a delicate rose appeared in his hand: "You need to add a little romance."
Xiao Yun nodded and tentatively asked, "Does it cost money?"
"No, I want after-sales service included."
"Well, you're a pretty nice person. Stop talking nonsense and get started."
"No problem, you do this and I'll do this and that, I guarantee it will be perfect!"
The two exchanged words quickly and finally nodded in agreement.
The white-bearded old man silently stepped aside, while Xiao Yun took a deep breath, caught up with Jing Feiwan, and pulled her back.
"Wanwan, actually, I've prepared a gift for you."
Jing Feiwan turned her head, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "What gift?"
Before the words were finished, a warm light suddenly fell upon the area, and light feathers slowly drifted down from the light.
On the ground, roses quietly appeared and bloomed, turning the area where the two were located into a sea of flowers.
A gentle sea breeze blows, and flower petals flutter in the air, creating a scene straight out of a dream.
Xiao Yun regained his original expression, smiled, knelt on one knee, and held her right hand as if it were a precious treasure.
Jing Feiwan's heart skipped a beat, her shoulders trembled slightly, tears welled up in her eyes, and her mind went completely blank.
It wasn't until Xiao Yun put the bracelet on her wrist that the cold touch pulled her back to reality.
"It's a bracelet—"
Looking at the exquisitely beautiful bracelet on her wrist, Jing Feiwan felt a mixture of joy and slight disappointment.
Such a big scene, I thought it was a ring!
Xiao Yun stood up, smiling as she leaned closer: "Wanwan, I—"
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Jing Feiwan gave a soft snort, interrupting him.
"That's quite sincere, I forgive you."
She paused, reached out and pinched his cheek, and said, "But next time you give me a ring, if it's not as romantic as this, you're dead meat."
After saying that, she turned and left, taking a few steps onto the deck of the [Mirror] and disappearing from Xiao Yun's sight.
Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, then looked at the white-bearded old man with a resentful expression: "Old man, this move of yours feels like you've dug a huge pit for me."
The white-bearded old man walked over with a smile and said, "Don't rush, young man, I have follow-up services."
As he spoke, he took out another thick book.
"My homemade magic book records some of the little spells I created."
He shoved the book into Xiao Yun's arms and winked, "Although they're just some low-class tricks, they're more than enough to make girls happy and add some romance and fun."
Xiao Yun glanced at the book's thickness and said with a half-smile, "Something this good must have cost a lot of money, right?"
"How vulgar! Love is priceless, and romance is worth a fortune!"
The white-bearded old man straightened his face and said, "If I didn't find you pleasing to the eye, I wouldn't trade you for even the most powerful resources."
"Heh, don't even think about top-tier resources."
Xiao Yun chuckled and handed him a King-level resource.
The white-bearded old man smiled again, accepted the resources, and gave Xiao Yun a thumbs up: "Young man, you're straightforward! Your future achievements will definitely be extraordinary, and your reputation will spread throughout the entire Sea of No Points."
"Then I'll take your kind words, sir."
Xiao Yun waved his hand, gave a casual reply, and was about to leave.
"However, I just divined your fate, and it seems there is misfortune ahead."
Xiao Yun stopped in her tracks and looked at him in surprise: "You can also do divination?"
"Haha, I know a little bit, a little bit. When you're out in the world, it's always good to have more skills."
The white-bearded old man conjured up a table as if by magic, displaying a dazzling array of items including an astrological instrument, a crystal ball, a star chart, and even a Bagua diagram.
"Want to get a calculation? It's free."
The white-bearded old man stroked his beard, looking like a wise man.
"Then we have to do the math."
Xiao Yun chuckled and sat down.
It wasn't because it was free; I was mainly curious about what this old man, who looked like a street magician, could predict.
The white-bearded old man nodded, his movements fluid and graceful, his actions as fierce as a tiger, leaving Xiao Yun dazzled.
Xiao Yun was given a full consultation, including palmistry, face reading, destiny analysis, astrology, tarot cards, and even Zi Wei Dou Shu (Purple Star Astrology), making it seem like the real thing.
"Tsk tsk tsk, young man, I see you have the face of a dragon, destined for kingship. Although astrology indicates your future will be bumpy, don't worry, I've calculated that you have a benefactor in your birth chart, and you will surely turn misfortune into good fortune—"
Hearing his result, Xiao Yun's lips twitched violently.
He shouldn't have believed in the first place that this old guy would take it.
What the hell is this? A fusion of East and West, a combination of a charlatan and a swindler, right?
"That's it, I'm leaving now."
Xiao Yun stood up and suddenly heard the old man chuckle and say, "On this journey to Senlong, there will be many natural and man-made disasters. One cannot trust those who are human in appearance but have the heart of a beast, nor can one easily deceive those who are beast in appearance but have the heart of a human."
"The road ahead is shrouded in mist, but as long as we do not lose our original intentions, the future is promising and all our wishes can be fulfilled."
"Perhaps, they may even encounter old friends, embark on a fantastical journey, reforge the blade of glory, and bring sublime thoughts back to the world."
His voice echoed in Xiao Yun's ears, like a series of thunderclaps.
Xiao Yun turned his head and looked at the white-bearded old man, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.
These last few words from this guy not only revealed his upcoming trip to Senlong Harbor.
They even brought up the issue of the mithril sword.
During the Calamity of Death, the Mithril Sword was corrupted by the power of death, and its spirituality became hidden.
This was something Xiao Yun hadn't even told Jing Feiwan, yet this old man had revealed it in a single sentence.
"Who is this guy?!"
Xiao Yun's eyes flickered slightly, and the runes in his eyes crisscrossed as he activated the prediction system to test the old man's identity.
Merlin, male, 61 years old, sixth-order mage, talent S-019-Holy Mage, enjoys wandering the world, collecting inspiration from the mortal realm, and researching magic.
The complete information is presented before you.
"He's a genius mage with an eccentric personality."
Xiao Yun felt somewhat relieved and nodded solemnly to Mei Lin: "Thank you for your explanation, sir."
"It's nothing, I was just in the mood."
Merlin smiled and waved his hand, and all the decorations vanished instantly.
"You should go back now; there are people waiting for you."
After saying that, he disappeared into the bustling crowd at the dock.
"Someone with the same name as the legendary magician is definitely something else."
In terms of magical skill, Xiao Yun was ashamed of himself.
After noting Merlin's oath, Xiao Yun flashed back to the deck of the [Mirror].
"Wanwan, guess what I just ran into—"
Xiao Yun was about to share his experience with Jing Feiwan, but the words caught in his throat halfway through.
A few steps away, Jing Feiwan was stroking a little girl's head. To her left stood several animal-eared girls, and to her right stood Eric, who was trembling like a leaf.
Seeing Xiao Yun return, Jing Feiwan smiled coldly, patted the little girl's head, and pointed at the beast-eared girl: "Explain yourself."
Xiao Yun gasped inwardly and communicated with Eric through the blood pact.
"Why did you bring back a beast-eared girl? I didn't order one!"
"Um—Nicholas said it was a gift, and we had already agreed on it—"
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Xiao Yun's heart sank to the bottom, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
Oh no, I just managed to appease them, and now it's all over.
Just as he was about to make excuses, he saw a resolute look appear on Eric's face.
He knelt down with a thud, his eyes resolute as if he were joining the Party: "Mistress, please forgive me, these beast-eared girls are all mine!"
Merlin stood in the shadows of the city, looking at the [Mirror] parked there, his eyes flashing.
"What an amazing young man! When I exposed his secret just now, I actually felt pressured when he looked at me."
Although he is in the sixth order, he can briefly reach the legendary rank with the help of the dark web and magic.
Even so, being silently watched by those crimson-gold eyes, his back was still soaked with cold sweat.
"No wonder the adults said that even if I came with Athena and Hermes, we still couldn't kill him—"
"A monster that can disrupt an adult's plans is truly terrifying."
Merlin sighed softly, a smile returning to his lips.
"Fortunately, he hadn't fully recovered and was still affected by my magic, so he didn't see through my true identity and let me set up all of this."
In Merlin's pupils, there were several points of light on the mirror, and on the mirror's outer shell, there were also runes and arrays that only he could see, quietly hidden.
"The plan has been set up; we're just waiting for the right opportunity."
Merlin murmured softly, the slight upturn of his lips revealing his current pleasant mood.
"I can leave once I take the little girl the adults want. Let those idiots wear down Xiao Yun's strength first."
With one step, he arrived at the Blissful Narrow Space, inside the pirate tavern.
In the collection room, Nicholas was startled by Merlin's sudden appearance and quickly forced a smile: "Sir, what brings you here? Weren't we supposed to make the deal in two days—"
"The plan has changed; I need to take that girl with me earlier."
Merlin waved his hand, and before Nicholas could refuse, he pulled him to the depths of the cell where the slaves were imprisoned.
Merlin's face instantly darkened as he looked at the empty cage.
Where is that girl?
"I sold it. In any transaction, the highest bidder wins; it has always been the same."
Nicholas remained calm, looking at Merlin with a hint of disdain: "The Dark Web, huh? You may be a powerful organization, but you're definitely not a good place for her."
A murderous glint flashed in Merlin's eyes.
Before we knew it, night had fallen.
Early morning, in Qin Yuqing's workshop.
Qin Yuqing opened a tattered book, and gray mist surged around her.
Her figure began to fade into the distance, and finally disappeared into the workshop.
When she reappeared, she was already above the gray fog, at the Tarot Club.
Qin Yuqing suppressed her emotions, stared at the seat opposite her, and waited quietly.
Soon, a tall figure appeared, and behind the gray mist was a raven mask.
Qin Yuqing's eyes lit up, but she still didn't make a move.
The tarot meeting proceeded as scheduled until the middle of the gathering, a moment that went unnoticed by everyone.
Qin Yuqing slowly spoke, saying, "Mr. Death, I have completed the commission you issued."
"Huh?!!"
Beyond the gray fog, pale flames flickered wildly in the empty eyes of the raven mask.
A few minutes later, the crow flapped its wings and carried the message back.
On the throne, the girl, engulfed in flames, opened her empty eyes. Her withered hands gripped the armrests tightly, and the coldness and sorrow that had been like millennia-old ice between her brows melted away—