"Jing Yan, that bastard is too weak; I can't hear him!"
"Chase them!" Yue Girl immediately ordered.
She and Chen Xuan led their people to fight and retreat simultaneously. They had no choice; they had to obtain the Historical Officer's Three Treasures to get out. Otherwise, they would be trapped here to death.
...
"Ah, ah~choo~" Jing Yan shivered and rubbed his nose.
"What's going on? You've only cast spells a few times, and you're already so drained." Zhao Xing teased.
"I feel like someone is cursing me," Jing Yan muttered.
"Excuses, you're just weak."
"Damn it, I want to fight you!"
"..."
The three of them shuttled constantly across the battlefield, while Yu Tianqing kept his eyes on the Boundary Repair Pen, observing the subsequent plot of the Transmission Realm.
As they were walking, suddenly, Yu Tianqing was stunned on the spot.
"Mr. Zhao, did I see it wrong? Look, isn't the Boundary Repair Pen writing..."
"Let me see." Zhao Xing turned around and slowly translated:
