Chapter 79: The Blue-Skinned Toad

“But, I’m still very sad~ wuwu!” The Little Princess couldn’t help but cry again. “Damn Little Stephen, I was bullied by him again! I hate him to death!”

“Haha!” Seeing this, Rui Li immediately laughed. “Silly girl, what does this matter? You are now a God-blessed One who can instant-cast a Magic Shield. Are you still afraid you can’t beat him? With the protection of an instant Magic Shield, let alone him throwing a toad, even if he throws darts, he can’t do anything to you. As long as you Duel him again, you are sure to win!”

“Right!” The Little Princess then reacted. She looked at the pale blue Magic Shield around her, and her confidence instantly doubled. She said excitedly, “Teacher, go tell them quickly. I want another Duel with that damn Little Stephen!”

“Hehe, no rush. I just smashed that old fellow’s office. I’m afraid he won’t dare to see me for a while. Even if I look for him, I won’t find him!” Rui Li then said. “Besides, although your Magic Shield is instant-cast now, you are not skilled enough. You can’t just scream while casting Spells during a battle, right?”

“Then what do you say I should do?” The Little Princess asked hurriedly.

“Like this. After awakening, a God-blessed One generally has a qualitative leap in strength. Not only can they instant-cast Spells, but their Magic Power will also increase very quickly in the following time. I estimate that if you are willing to work hard, you can fully reach the strength of a Level 2 Mage in a few months. At that time, you will be able to release powerful Level 3 Spells. Although casting Level 3 Spells with Level 2 strength is a bit strenuous, you have the protection of an instant Magic Shield, plus the magic bra I gave you, it should definitely be no problem. With Little Stephen’s strength, he absolutely cannot withstand a single hit from your Level 3 Spell!” Rui Li then persuaded. “How about you practice seriously for a few months to be absolutely sure for the next Duel?”

“Okay, I’ll listen to Teacher!” In order to deal with Old Xie, the Little Princess agreed resolutely. Seeing her change from her usual laziness and agree so firmly, Rui Li was also overjoyed. She thought to herself, this beating wasn’t for nothing. Not only did she become a God-blessed One, but it also greatly motivated her. It was truly a good thing.

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A few days later, the recovered Old Steward and Old Xie sat in a carriage driven by a powerful elder of the Stephen Family. They secretly departed from Stephen Castle and headed for a manor belonging to the Stephen Family over a hundred li away. The purpose of this trip was naturally to find the Shadow Shaman of the Troll Race and ask him to help Krishchen remove the toxins from his body.

In fact, since the Old Steward had his meridians forcefully opened by Old Xie that time, he felt the Magic Power that had dissipated for many years reappear in his body. He also happily re-established a mental connection with his War Soul, which he had been separated from for many years. Although this connection was very weak, not even enough to summon his partner out, it was enough to make the Old Steward ecstatic.

However, Krishchen also felt the threat of that terrible toxin. These toxins, lurking in his body for over ten years, had obviously not disappeared with the passage of time. Although their power had weakened, they were still very strong in suppressing the power of the War Soul in his body. It could be said that without the toxins, Krishchen would recover very quickly. But now, as long as the toxins were not cleared for a day, Krishchen could not return to his previous state for a day, and could not even use thirty percent of his strength.

Moreover, these speeds seemed to have a weakening effect on the War Soul, which stimulated the Old Steward’s heart even more. You know, the War Soul in his body was a partner who had accompanied him for over a hundred years from life to death. Their feelings were extremely deep. Now that the War Soul was being eroded by toxins, he would naturally be very nervous. That was why he couldn’t wait to beg Old Xie to help treat him.

Old Xie had nothing to do anyway. After the Old Steward’s reopened meridians were roughly stabilized and he could move, he immediately took him on this journey to seek medical help.

Because the Old Steward’s injuries had not fully healed—after all, his meridians were damaged and not so easy to recover—his body was still very weak. He couldn’t even handle violent bumps. Therefore, the carriage moved very slowly. The journey of over 100 li took two days, starting before dawn in the morning, and they even rested for a night in a small town.

That afternoon, the group finally arrived at the boundary. It was a place with beautiful scenery. Dozens of households lived on a hillside. Below the slope was a clear small lake, and on the top of the slope was a fairly pretty ancient castle. The surrounding area of dozens of li belonged to the Stephen Family, and even the villagers were dependents of the Stephen Family.

Regarding Old Xie’s arrival, since there was no prior notice, the villagers appeared very surprised. Old Xie didn’t want to deal with them. He directly told his driver, a steward in charge of the Stephen Family, to send away the people who came to greet them. Then he took Krishchen and walked straight into the castle.

Before Old Xie entered, he smelled a strange odor. It seemed to be the smell of many herbs and rotting animal corpses. In short, it smelled terrible. Old Xie didn’t expect that the interior of the castle, which looked magnificent on the outside, would be like this. He couldn’t help but cover his nose and frown, “Why does it smell so bad?”

Old Xie was just complaining casually, and he walked into the castle gate as he spoke. But unexpectedly, these words were heard by an old fellow who was tending to flowers and plants in the castle courtyard. He immediately turned his head and cursed, “Which bastard dares to say my herbs stink? Do you have a pig’s nose? Can’t you tell good smells from bad?”

Old Xie immediately saw this fellow. He saw that he had blue skin all over, with two half-foot-long buckteeth exposed. He looked like a thin frog. He usually squatted on the ground, and his height was only about 1.6 or 1.7 meters. Of course, if he stood up, he would probably be almost as tall as Old Xie. From the wrinkles on his face, one could tell that he was definitely very old, but his temper was obviously very irritable.

However, Old Xie was not a pushover either. How could he be the type to willingly suffer a loss? He immediately retorted, “You, a blue-skinned toad, can tell good smells from bad?”

“Blue-skinned toad?” When that fellow heard this, he was so angry that he almost stared his eyes out. Then he said angrily, “You brat, no one has dared to call me that for a hundred years. You really have guts!”

“I’m not calling you that because I have guts, but because you deserve to be scolded!” Old Xie sneered unceremoniously.