Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2850 - 2851: Time Is Running Out



Chapter 2850: Chapter 2851: Time Is Running Out



The large pit left behind after Ke Jinyun’s eradication was temporarily shielded by Xue An using an illusion.


Fortunately, Ke Jinyun’s field of flowers was a world of its own, and the outside knew nothing of what occurred within, granting Xue An a chance to play on time difference.


However, Xue An knew that this time difference would not last long.


At most, a day before Ke Jinyun’s disappearance would attract external attention.


Unlike Liao Zhiji, as a genuine high-ranking member of the Palace of Light, his disappearance would certainly cause a great uproar.


This meant Xue An only had one day to meet the Holy Maiden of Light without alerting the many strong figures of the Palace, acquire the Ancient Mirror fragment from her, and then escape the control.


The time was pressing!


Thus, Xue An wasted no time, instructing Duan Muguang and Wu Jun, "Return immediately to the planet from which we came, and take Yun Lingxuan and the others with you, leaving the Palace of Light first!"


"Young master, this...," both Duan Muguang and Wu Jun were shocked upon hearing this.


They understood what this implied.


Xue An gave a faint smile, gesturing for them to speak no more.


"Don’t worry, I’ll be freer alone, and things may not necessarily fall apart as bad as you imagine. I’m just preparing in advance!"


Wu Jun wanted to say more, but Duan Muguang tugged him slightly, understanding the reality of Xue An’s words.


Against the absolute disparity in strength, they knew they would only become burdens.


So he nodded, "Understood, but I’m not very familiar with those three ladies, how should I gain their trust?"


Xue An raised an eyebrow slightly, realizing Duan Muguang did pose a valid concern.


Quickly, he passed a strand of Sword Intent to Duan Muguang.


"If they don’t believe you, show them this sword. And if you encounter any insurmountable obstacles on the road, this Sword Intent can help you."


Duan Muguang felt an unseen thing between his brows, shivering inwardly, then bowed respectfully.


"Alright, Wu Jun and I will set off immediately. Young master, take care!"


Xue An chuckled, "Rest assured!"


Without delay, Duan Muguang and Wu Jun got up and left.


After they departed, Xue An turned to Liao Zhiji and said coldly, "Any ideas now?"


The indifference in his words made Liao Zhiji inwardly tremble with fear; wiping the sweat from his forehead, he forced a smile.


"L-Lord, I do have an idea, though immature... but... "


"But what?"


"It requires you to endure a bit of grievance, Lord!"


Xue An’s eyes flashed, "Go ahead!"


"Yes!"


Liao Zhiji then explained his plan with a slightly trembling voice.


After listening, Xue An thought for a moment, then nodded.


"Very well, we’ll do as you suggested!"


Liao Zhiji was stunned, never expecting Xue An to agree so quickly, but he grew even more respectful.


This young man, more formidable than imagined, can bend and stretch!


He nodded respectfully, "Let us prepare then!"


"No need for preparation!"


With those words, a cloud of fog emanated from Xue An, and when it dispersed, the once-handsome young man transformed into a remarkably elegant young girl.


Such a technique of changing heaven and earth by a flip of the hand, even altering gender, left Liao Zhiji stunned.


His initial plan was to apply makeup to witness Xue An’s effect of disguise as a woman.


Xue An, perfectly disguised, turned into a much more stunning girl.


"How is it?" Though the form was female, it was still Xue An’s voice.


This question snapped Liao Zhiji out of his awe, nodding in admiration.


"Absolutely flawless, except for your voice, I simply... "


Liao Zhiji wanted to say he couldn’t find any flaw.


Just then, the girl smiled, "How about now?"


The voice was clear and melodious, like an oriole leaving the valley.


Liao Zhiji was shocked into silence again.


Quickly, he composed himself, "No flaw whatsoever!"


The girl said coldly, "Then let’s set off now!"


"Yes!"


Jiang Jialu was thoroughly enjoying his current life.


Being a close confidant of the Cardinal Wu Qiming, he now managed the defenses of the Extreme Fire Cathedral.


Don’t underestimate this position; anyone wishing to meet Wu Qiming must go through him, otherwise, they can’t even enter the cathedral.


Given such circumstances, the benefits the role brings are self-evident.


Today was no exception.


Within merely one morning, Jiang Jialu had received several generous gifts.


This made his face glow with contentment.


It was lunchtime; after a busy morning, he finally had time to rest.


Leaning lazily against a stone pillar by the cathedral’s entrance, he admired the towering spires that nearly pierced the heavens, marveling silently at the glory of Light.


It was then, in his drowsy state, that two approaching figures caught his attention.


The man in front was his old friend Liao Zhiji, but his attention was all captured by the figure following behind.


A delicate flower-like maiden, gracefully trailing behind Liao Zhiji, captivatingly out of the ordinary.


As the head of the cathedral’s guard, Jiang Jialu was no stranger to the world.


To the contrary, over the years, he had encountered countless beauties.


Yet none left as profound an impression as the girl today.


For she was simply too serene.


Her flawless face carried a perpetual calm and confident air, especially her crystal-clear gemstone-like eyes.


As he gawked, Liao Zhiji had already reached him, warmly greeting.


"Captain Jiang, is the Archbishop in the cathedral now?"


"Ah... he’s in!" Jiang Jialu snapped back to reality.


Seeing this, Liao Zhiji chuckled to himself.


Upon first seeing Xue An’s transformed appearance, he’d reacted similarly.


Of course, these thoughts he buried deeply.


Liao Zhiji stepped forward with feigned intimacy, flipping his wrist to produce a thick leather pouch.


He handed it to Jiang Jialu, speaking softly.


"Could Captain Jiang kindly make the introduction?"


Years of work had honed Jiang Jialu’s special skill.


Any red packet passing through his hands could be assessed for its worth with a touch.


So upon receiving the leather parcel, his eyes lit up.


This parcel alone matched several morning gifts in value.


Thus, a professional smile appeared on his face.



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