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The Seven Wolves, as the rst lucky recipients of the sacred tools in The Rising Sun City, began to try the
eect of using the sacred tools everywhere in a very short period of time. Those brilliant skills that were
wild and cool enough to pierce through the sky directly blinded the eyes of others in The Rising Sun City.
All of a sudden, a large number of youths poured into the City Lord Residence, begging the Lord to show great mercy and reward them with a sacred tool.
Shen Yanxiao had not rested long before she plunged into the whirlpool of making sacred tools.
The revived Xiu trained the demon army in the underground city on weekdays. He would return to the City Lord Residence on time, by ten o’clock in the evening, and carry Shen Yanxiao, who was currently addicted to alchemy, to her room to rest.
Up to two sacred tools were built every day. This was the rule set by Xiu for Shen Yanxiao. Every time he came back, it was always right after Shen Yanxiao had nished the second sacred tool of the day. Almost immediately, Xiu would unquestionably grab a certain little girl who was hooked on making sacred tools and take her back to her room to rest.
And every single time, he would princess carry her!
A group of teenagers crouching in the laboratory and looking forward to the sacred tools could only helplessly watch Lord Xiu carry their Lord like a princess and then leave gently, without paying them attention, leaving only broken hearts.
“Sigh. You scared them.” Shen Yanxiao nestled in Xiu’s arms. Thinking back to the moment when Xiu pushed the door and entered the laboratory, making those several guys petried at once, she could not help but feel helpless.
Although The Rising Sun City, from top to bottom, had accepted the existence of Xiu, because a certain great god’s aura was too formidable, there would always be a scene of utter silence as soon as he made an appearance. Apart from Tang Nazhi, who still dared to groan once or twice, others did not really dare to speak nonsense.
“Who?” Xiu asked.
“…” Shen Yanxiao was speechless. Right, in this person’s eyes, there was no place for those humble creatures at all. He was even too stingy to give them a slight glance from the corners of his eyes!
“You need to rest.” Xiu looked at Shen Yanxiao’s slightly pale face. Since returning to The Rising Sun City, Shen Yanxiao hadn’t had a good sleep. She was either making preparations for the war or contacting people in other places. Now, she was even making time to build sacred tools; she had little time to rest each night.
If it weren’t for her unusual constitution and the support of the blood of other races in her body, she would have been exhausted long ago.
“But there are still many things to do.” Shen Yanxiao looked back at Xiu and said.
Xiu slightly raised an eyebrow.
Shen Yanxiao shrank her neck.
Back in the room, Xiu put Shen Yanxiao on the bed, turned around, and poured her a cup of warm water.
Shen Yanxiao silently took the cup, holding it in both hands, and poured the water into her mouth slowly.
His big watery eyes were always locked in Xiu’s body.
No matter how long she watched him, she didn’t get bored.
“A while ago, someone from the Seven Kingdoms sent a message. After half a month, Duan Hen will come to see you in The Rising Sun City.” Xiu kept his gaze at Shen Yanxiao.
On his way back, he met Tang Nazhi, who had asked him to convey the news to Shen Yanxiao.
“Duan Hen…” Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes. The teenager with great ambitions.
On her return, she had learned from Du Lang that after the Elders Council of the Seven Kingdoms was destroyed, Duan Hen rose in a very short period of time, pressing on towards the various kings of the Seven Kingdoms step by step and forcing them to hold him as the supreme king with absolute force.
In a short period of two years or so, Duan Hen had gone from being the City Lord of a Barren Land city to being the supreme ruler of the Seven Kingdoms.
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