Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Sometime later, Yang Ling quickly woke up after a cold wind blew past.

Opening his eyes, he saw Angel’s blushing face, her eyes tightly shut. It seems like he had only lost consciousness for a very brief period of time. However, he noticed that there were obvious changes to his body and the Wizard Pagoda’s Space.

After incorporating the milky-white Divine Power of Light and the gray energy from the Dimension of Dead Souls, the originally blood red Wizard Power had become a strange mixture of black and white. The Wizard Core pulsed at a slow frequency, but every pulse brought forth a magnificent energy.

Wherever the Wizard Power passed, even the sharp Blood Elf Dagger was unable to leave a scratch on his skin; Punching his fist forward, he realized that he could puncture even a giant rock not far away… After successfully advancing to mid-level Divine Wizard, not only was there a great improvement in his Wizard Power and mental energy, his physical body had also become much stronger.

The Wizard Pagoda’s Space had nearly doubled in size once again. If he wasn’t using the Earth Evasion Technique, he might have to spend three full days to travel the perimeter of the space even if he was riding on the Dark Dragon King.

However, what made Yang Ling even more excited was that he could faintly sense that he had come into contact with a shred of the source energy of this world. Now, he could easily cast the various Wizard Techniques he had learnt without the help of restrictions, by drawing on the energy of the Wizard Pagoda’s Space.

“Brother Yang, Can… Can I stand up now?” Feeling that there was no movement even after some time had passed, Angel opened her eyes shyly.

“There shouldn’t be too much of a problem now. I’ll examine you again a few days later!”

Looking at the blushing, delicate Angel, Yang Ling spoke as he took out a long robe from within his Space Ring, allowing the little beauty to put it on. He had rapidly broke through to the level of mid-level Divine Wizard after absorbing the Divine Power twice. Yang Ling could not help but feel a great sense of anticipation for the inexhaustible supply of milky-white energy in the little beauty’s head.

I still have to be examined?

Angel’s face turned exceptionally red when she heard Yang Ling say this, putting on the loose robe Yang Ling had handed over to her in a fluster.

She could not wear her undergarments and jacket as they were all covered in blood. She had a loose robe draped over her, but was completely naked under it. Her petite figure was faintly visible, and she was exceptionally alluring with her exposed feet and blushing face.

“Angel, I am going to use a teleportation magic in order to return to the Magical Beast Territory in the fastest time possible. Steady yourself, don’t move if you don’t have to!” Yang Ling took out an ordinary scroll from within his Space Ring, then pretended to mutter some incantations. He then waved his hand and left the Wizard Pagoda’s Space together with the little beauty.

The Wizard Pagoda’s Space was his greatest secret. Even though the little beauty would not be able to understand it for the time being, Yang Ling decided that it is best to leave the space as soon as possible, as a safety precaution. To do this, using the so-called teleportation magic to explain the sudden change in the surroundings was clearly the best way.

“Oh, Brother Yang, why does your Teleportation Scroll not have a Teleportation Portal?”

“Oh… this is a Teleportation Scroll that has been passed down in my family since ancient times. It’s a little different from an average Teleportation Scroll. Unfortunately, I only have one left, sigh!”

“Brother Yang, why did you teleport us to the middle of a field of pebbles? What is this place, why can’t I see the Magical Beast Territory?”

“This… Perhaps the distance is too great, and the scroll had been unable to teleport us to the Magical Beast Territory. Come, don’t be afraid, we can ride the Dark Dragon King back. It’s just a short distance away!”

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After summoning the Dark Dragon King, Yang Ling carried the little beauty onto the dragon and got onto it after, riding it back to the Magical Beast Territory. Hugging her slender waist, touching her supple skin, taking a whiff of her intoxicating feminine fragrance, Yang Ling’s heart could not help but waver.

“Ah… Brother Yang, slower, get the Dark Dragon King to fly lower!” Looking at the tall mountains and lakes flashing past beneath her, looking at the white clouds in front of her, the little beauty shouted in shock from time to time, leaning onto Yang Ling’s body tightly.

Fly lower?

Looking at the nervous Angel, then remembering the Corpse Wizard King that he had secretly tamed, Yang Ling had a thought. With a smile, he got the Thousand-face Mink to conjure an illusory Corpse Wizard King, then moved the illusory body out of the Wizard Pagoda’s Space, hiding it on a small hill nearby. He then instructed the Dark Dragon to decrease its altitude, slowly flying toward the hill.

“Yes, yes, yes, Brother Yang, this height and speed is fine!” Looking at the treetops beneath her feet, the little beauty pat on her chest, heaving a huge sigh of relief. She then felt as though she was in a relationship, tightly leaning into Yang Ling’s embrace, her face turning red in an instant.

“Brother Yang, I can sit tight alone, could…”

In her embarrassment, Angel moved her body forward, leaving Yang Ling’s embrace. She had wanted to ask Yang Ling to remove his hand from her waist, but unexpectedly, she had not finished her sentence when a dark figure jumped out from the treetops, its expression ferocious. It was the terrifying Corpse Wizard King!

After letting out a scream, Angel dug into Yang Ling’s arms in fear, her face pale. Yang Ling took the opportunity to hug her slender waist tightly, instructing the Dark Dragon King to quickly ascend into the sky, fast as a rocket. This not only created the impression that the Corpse Wizard King was not dead, he also managed to hug the beauty a little more. It was two birds with one stone.

After realizing that the Corpse Wizard King was not dead and instead had followed them, the little beauty did not dare get Yang Ling to lower his speed and altitude anymore, leaning tightly against him. Just like that, the two of them rode the Dark Dragon King back into the Magical Beast Territory, successfully returning to Wissen Town a few hours later.

“Brother Yang, thank you, next time… I’ll come back to see you next time!”

After declining Yang Ling’s invitation, Angel left quickly, heading straight to the Church’s outpost in the Magical Beast Territory. After walking for some distance, she turned back to look at Yang Ling who was standing on the castle wall and watching her leave. Her heart felt warm, but a dull sadness welled up following that.

She had sneaked out this time around, and her family and Church would definitely look over her strictly after she returned; She would not have many opportunities to come to the Magical Beast Territory after being purified and officially becoming a Holy Maiden of the Church.

Recalling Yang Ling’s faint smile, thinking about his wide shoulders, as well as the process in which Yang Ling had forced the Corpse Poison out of her body, her heart felt more and more uncomfortable even though she did not know why. Thinking about how it was highly possible that she would not have the opportunity to return to the Magical Beast Territory and see Yang Ling again, her nose soured up, tears quickly welling in her eyes. She covered her mouth and sprinted away after turning to look at Yang Ling one last time.

She’s already like a vixen at such a young age, how would she be like when she grows up!

Yang Ling shook his head as he looked at Angel sprinting away, then left quickly. He would leave the little beauty behind and massage her everyday if he could in order to absorb the milky-white Divine Power. Unfortunately, he knew in his heart that this was not possible. As a future Holy Maiden, there’s no way that Angel could stay in Wissen Town for a prolonged period of time.

After knowing that the Corpse Wizard King was severely injured and is roaming around the Wilderness of Siberia, the major factions once again moved out. The outcome was imaginable. No one was able to find any clues even after searching hard for a few days.

A few days later, the Church, Dark Association and other factions returned disappointed, while Yang Ling had an unexpected surprise.

As rumors of the Corpse Wizard King charging into the Wilderness of Siberia to go on a rampage, turning the people of the tribes into zombies and consuming their blood and souls spread, many of the tribes had moved in fear, fighting to move into the Magical Beast Territory. There were tribal humans who were adept in farming, Beastmen who could fish and hunt…

What surprised Yang Ling even more was that there was a Frogman tribe, with members that are extremely knowledgeable about water and naturally loved to stay around lakes or seas. Not counting the old and handicapped, there were over a thousand warriors, providing the territory with a team of elite troops.

The Frogmen were short, and their battle capabilities on land were nothing to awe about. They were not too different from the cowardly Gnomes. However, they were naturally adept naval forces in the water. Both their diving and swimming speeds were far superior to an ordinary human. In some ways, even Ashnamov and the rest of the Galapagos Tortoisemen could not help but be in awe.

After their fruitless search for the Corpse Wizard King, the major factions like the Church and Dark Association gradually left. Other than the foreign troops, adventurers and merchants, peace gradually returned to the Magical Beast Territory.

Because many of their members were heavily injured, the Bellimore family had no choice but to stay for a longer period of time. The gold cloaked warrior Casia led his men and stayed at the Wissen Castle under Yang Ling’s passionate invitation. After drinking and sparring together for some time, they became more familiar with each other. Soon after, the relationship between Yang Ling and Casia were like brothers. They talked to each other about anything.

“Brother Yang Ling, come, drink, today… We finish all of this wine!” This day, in the dark of the night when an average person would have retired to bed, the depressed Casia was still asking for Yang Ling to drink with him.

This time, the Bellimore family had suffered heavy casualties. They had sent seventy to eighty elites, but only a dozen remained, most of them heavily injured.

They had suffered heavy casualties in terms of manpower, but could not find any traces of the Divine Weapons they wanted desperately to get. Casia became depressed at the very thought of it. It was clear that he had completely failed his mission. Not only were his hopes of becoming the next chief of the family dashed, he might also have lost the trust of the various elders and would not be able to obtain the top-notch cultivation techniques of his family.

“Brother Casia, are the so-called Divine Weapons that important to your family?” Over these few days, Yang Ling understood the reason as to why Casia was so depressed even without him talking about it.

“Hehe, Divine Weapons?” Casia swallowed an entire cup of willow wine, then threw the cup fiercely onto the ground, “The Divine Weapons are not important. More critically, we need one of the Divine Weapons to open the divine temple of the Snow Goddess, so as to retrieve a treasure that we had lost during our ancestors’ battle with the goddess!”

“What, a treasure lost during the battle with the goddess?” Yang Ling was very surprised. He did not expect the fabled Snow Goddess to really exist, “Brother Casia, what’s going on, are that really so-called deities on the continent?”

“Yes, and not just one, the first leader of the Bellimore family is the God of Swords that people talk about!” After a pause, Casia continued, “The deities an average person speak of are actually Divine-level Experts!”