NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 530 - 530: The Werewolf Warrior Seems to Recognize You_1
Chapter 530: Chapter 530: The Werewolf Warrior Seems to Recognize You_1
“Shut up, you lackey of a dog man!” Ye Xingguang was in a bad mood, and she didn’t have the patience for Fu Zhuo either.
Fu Zhuo: “…”
Ye Xingguang was alone in the kitchen, brewing medicine. The more she thought about it, the more unbearable she found Ye Junqing. Had it not been for him being “Qin Junye”, she would not want anything more to do with him in the future. He dare even distrust her! Even now when the misunderstanding was cleared, he hadn’t apologized to her!
Was this kind of man really suited for spending a lifetime together? She suddenly had doubts, for her stomach was still full of grievances, none of which had abated.
She didn’t know for how long she had been brewing the medicine. Suddenly, the mobile phone in her pajama pocket rang.
She took out the phone and glanced at the incoming call. It was from Yen’an.
As soon as the call was connected, Yen’an asked on the other end, “Little Nine, are you upset?”
“No.”
“Not yet? I can feel it, everyone in the kingdom can feel it. Who do you think you’re fooling? Was it your man who upset you? I can tell, you feel so wronged you might want to break up.” Yen’an’s seductive voice rang out.
Ye Xingguang vigorously pulled at her hair: “Who wants to break up? It’s unethical to pry into other people’s private affairs! I feel like chopping down a tree!”
Yen’an’s innocent voice sounded: “How is it my fault? I did not voluntarily pry into your privacy. By the way, I heard some of the elders discussing if you are Muya Jiushu. Be careful, I sense they are growing suspicious of your identity.”
Ye Xingguang’s heart sank: “What’s this about?”
“I don’t know, Bai Xiao overheard it. Did you and your man get attacked by werewolf warriors last night?” Yen’an’s voice was a little hesitant.
Ye Xingguang’s face darkened rapidly: “How did you come to know about this?”
William could grow in strength by collecting sins and not suffer from the negative effects that come with it.
That’s because he was merely the Goddess of Sin and Punishment’s tool.
Just as a knife in the hands of a murderer, no matter how many it kills, the sin of murder never falls upon the weapon itself.
But for the sake of efficiency, a murderer could sharpen it to a finer edge.
Yet no matter how sharp it becomes, once one chooses to become a tool, their potential as a person is lost.
No wonder this thing needs to be controlled—if it becomes rampant, the consequences would probably be quite exaggerated!
Fu Qian let out a deep sigh.
Besides, there was another important piece of information in the summary, that is, the last sentence—there are many such pitfalls alongside the path to godhood.
From this sentence, it was almost certain that this was not the only path of vow.
In Fu Qian’s earliest conception, the Transcendents’ path to promotion was supposed to be a series of divergent roads.
At each node, one would choose a branch through a special ritual and continue deeper.
So, keep going like this until you stand shoulder to shoulder with Divine Beings.
Now it seems that in addition to the hard-to-find divergent roads, there are quite a number of pitfalls on this path, the kind that one can’t climb out of once they fall in.
Utmost caution would be needed going forward.
After summarizing the gains of this trip, Fu Qian activated the mark on his wrist with satisfaction.
Time to clock out and go home.
As the scenery shifted, Fu Qian was already in his own living room.
It was noon outside, and everything inside was just as he had left it.
Has it really run out of charge?
As a qualified young person, Fu Qian reached for his phone first thing, only to find it completely unresponsive.
Not surprisingly, considering he had been away for several days.
Fortunately, due to good living habits, Fu Qian never left leftovers out.
So even after several days, there was no odd smell in the air.
With skilled movements, he plugged in his phone and turned it on, and soon a barrage of notifications began to sound.
Is it really that exaggerated?
Fu Qian frowned, checking the messages and missed calls from different people.
The earliest one was from Young Master Qin, who had called him on Sunday.
From the following records, although no one answered at the time, he didn’t find it too strange.
Two days later, the missed calls from him became dense, almost one every few hours, and he even left voicemails asking for a callback.
A day later, the phone clearly turned off, and there were more numerous notification texts.
In addition to this, there were various phone calls attempting to come through.
Wu Qingyu, Tan Ying, and this one… Pei Yanqing?
Fu Qian flipped through the records, matching them with his memory.
Seems like I’ve made quite a stir!
Ye Xingguang looked at the ceramic pot bubbling and steaming on the stove, grinding her teeth: “My man was poisoned by the werewolf, now he has a high fever and is delirious. I’m currently brewing a potion to cure the werewolf poison. Do you think there’s a problem?”
She really wanted to return to the kingdom and kill the third elder to avenge her man!
However, those werewolf warriors recognized her so quickly, what exactly had she been doing while she was drunk?
Xiao Yun told her that she was just chasing the poison tumor for meat. Being recognized by the werewolf warriors even when begging for meat, could it be that she was so dishonorable in front of everyone?