Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 408 - 222: Divine Judgment Celestial Attraction, Shangjing Fireworks!

Chapter 408: Chapter 222: Divine Judgment Celestial Attraction, Shangjing Fireworks!

The original killer move has transformed into the Eternal Night Rift, with not much change, just some additional space traits.

But there are two new skills.

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath and looked at the new skills.

First is the new core skill.

Eternal Oblivion Light.

Simply described as condensing a "Tribulation Fire Candle Core" in the Eternal Night Territory, releasing it as an Annihilation Beam.

The power is fairly optimistic.

Fang Qingyu looked in a daze...

Unexpectedly, at Tier Two, a new ability of the Candle Dragon was unlocked.

Daylight!

Back then, when he first encountered the night ability, Fang Qingyu had thought of this point.

It’s just as he predicted now.

And the final killing technique...

Divine Judgment Celestial Attraction.

Fang Qingyu’s pupils slightly contracted after reading it...

This killing technique was a bit beyond his expectations.

But there’s no way to try it here, not even in the training ground.

Then Fang Qingyu stood up and stretched lazily.

Suppressing the unstoppable excitement in his heart.

Transformation! A true transformation!

From "Candlebearer" to "Realm Patrol", it’s not just a change of name but an elevation in the essence of power!

In the depths of Fang Qingyu’s eyes, melted gold-like, countless fine dark gold spatial lines seemed to flash and then disappear into deep tranquility.

Deep within the body, the power core belonging to Realm Patrol, like a newborn star, slowly rotates, emitting a cold, deep yet slightly space-waved strange rhythm.

The injuries left from the fierce battle with Erosion inside the "Abyss".

Under the nourishment of Red Bright Tribulation Fire and Dragon Blood, had already mostly recovered and now were completely healed by the new power.

Fang Qingyu restrained the impulse to rush out and find a place to experiment, exhaled slowly, and stretched his muscles, as slight cracking sounds echoed through his joints like a waking giant dragon.

He wore a sincere smile on his face; this "audience" with the elder sister yielded gains far beyond expectations.

Not only did the profession advance successfully, but he also gained the invaluable Space Origin Ability, thoroughly making up for the combat shortcomings of a Divine Cultist.

Opening the door, the afternoon sunlight spilled warmth into the small courtyard.

Jiang Wei was still sitting on that stone bench, her small body curled up, intently staring at the tablet screen which was playing a colorful, fast-paced cartoon.

Beside her little hand, several lollipop wrappers were already piled up.

Hearing the door open, Jiang Wei raised her small head, her clear big eyes looking towards Fang Qingyu.

However, just as her gaze touched Fang Qingyu,

the usually expressionless little face had its brow furrow slightly.

Her petite and exquisite nose twitched gently twice, as if she had sniffed something special in the air.

Then, a trace of understanding flashed in those clear eyes.

"You have..." Jiang Wei’s soft voice, yet with a hint of certainty, "the scent of the elder sister."

Fang Qingyu, upon hearing this, was slightly taken aback, then understood.

He had just returned from the "palace" of the Candle Dragon Empress, with the other’s cold and vast aura lingering on him, naturally evident to the familiar Jiang Wei.

Fang Qingyu sat on the stone bench next to Jiang Wei, looking at the little girl whose eyes seemed to see through everything, he smiled, with a tone of sincere sentiment: "Your elder sister... is still pretty good."

These words Fang Qingyu spoke with genuine sincerity.

Although the process was slightly painful, every transaction was genuine, with honest terms, even "fair".

Compared to those lofty gods who view mortals as ants.

This elder sister indeed counts as "pretty good".

However, right after Fang Qingyu’s words fell, Jiang Wei’s reaction was unexpected.

"Pfff..."

A very quiet, as if forcefully held back, muffled laugh escaped from the little girl’s mouth.

She abruptly lowered her head, her small shoulders starting to tremble slightly uncontrollably, her usually expressionless face turned beet red immediately, and her clear big eyes were filled with an indescribable odd look, as if she had heard the world’s most absurd joke.

Fang Qingyu was bewildered by her sudden reaction: "What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Jiang Wei, trying hard to stifle her laughter, raised her head, her small face still flushed from holding back laughter, with the odd look in her eyes nearly overflowing.

She looked at Fang Qingyu, her tone carrying a thick sense of tease and incredulity, softly said:

"No... nothing..."

"Just..."

"All these years, you’re the first... to say my elder sister ’is pretty good’..."

Fang Qingyu: "..."

He instantly understood what Jiang Wei was laughing at.

In the eyes of the world, in those ancient legends, even in the cognition of these divine reincarnations, that Candle Dragon Empress who controls day and night, whose eyes define epochs, how majestic, cold, and unfathomable a being is she?

The evaluation of "pretty good"...

Is simply like saying a star-destroying sun "has a nice temperament" just as absurd!

Fang Qingyu, looking at Jiang Wei’s little face struggling to hold back laughter, then thinking of those icy eyes like eternal ice beneath the crown...

He couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.

It seems... a bit peculiar?

...

Time quietly passed by in the tranquility of the Pocket World Blessed Land and the tense preparations of the Hidden Dragon members.

A few days later, the elevator door leading to the underground teleportation hall slid open, and two dust-ridden, disheveled, yet astonishingly bright-eyed figures stepped out.

It was precisely Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The combat uniforms on them had practically turned into rags, stained with various colored smudges.