1038 The Bow of the Contrac (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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A training ground located somewhere in Venice's canals...
”With these, you shouldn't lose so easily in the World College Tournament. You should understand that the old clan master personally stepped forth to acquire this full set of magic equipment. You must not let us down,” Zhou Yilin said with great anticipation, fondling her daughter's hair.
”I won't. Not many people can defeat me with my current strength,” Mu Tingying replied confidently.
”Speaking of which, is that girl Mu Ningxue still on the team?” Zhou Yilin asked.
”Yeah, it's so annoying to see her around. I've never seen such a shameless woman before, still bothering showing herself around despite her stinky reputation. Won't she just bring more shame to our clan?” Mu Tingying said.
”She kept competing with you in the past, but what does she even have to compete with you now?” Zhou Yilin said.
Mu Tingying grinned upon hearing this. It was something she liked to hear now.
In the clan, Mu Ningxue's name had been a great pressure to Mu Tingying for many years due to her outstanding talents, and now, Mu Tingying finally had a chance to return the favor. The sense of being surrounded and looked up at by the clan felt better than she had imagined. She had been taking almost all of the resources that were available!
”That's why I'm going to take everything from her!” Mu Tingying smiled. Compared to the fake smile she had been wearing all the time, her smile actually looked sincere for the first time!
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The breeze of the Mediterranean Sea swept past. The wind fondled Mu Ningxue's hair like a pair of gentle hands.
Her silver hair was drifting in the gentle wind. Mu Ningxue turned sideways and glanced at her hair being lifted by the wind...
Her hair was no longer snowy-white. It seemed to be mixed with a hint of black, which she had not had until recently. She could clearly see a few strands of black hair among her snowy-white locks.
Her hair used to be black, the same color that her mother had; a beautiful, silky black, unlike the snowy-white that kept on bringing her unwanted attention. Somehow, she felt sad and depressed looking at her white hair.
When the color of your hair recovers, you will no longer be tortured by the Ice Incubus. It will submit to your will, echoed in Mu Ningxue's mind.
The change of her hair's color was a sign that she was starting to assert control over the power!
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”Mu Ningxue, so this is where you are, I've been looking for you,” a man's voice came from behind her.
Mu Ningxue turned around and glanced at the man bearing a gentle smile. He was seemingly in his thirties. Her expression was complicated on seeing him.
”Fate really likes to deal some people a rotten hand. Ten years ago, I promised you that if you were willing to put in the effort, you would surely become the strongest Ice Mage of our clan, yet no one thought something like that would happen to your family.`` The man walked up on the bridge and leaned against the rails as he spoke.
Mu Ningxue did not reply. She did not understand why this person had shown up here.
This man was the main reason her talents were able to stand out. It was he who had selected her from among the side branches of the clan. He had arranged for her to live in the enormous Mu Clan like a princess, with access to the best resources she needed for her cultivation.
Even now, Mu Ningxue still had no idea about his position in the Mu Clan. It felt like he could alter the decisions of the whole clan with just a single sentence. Even though she was not really a direct family member of the clan, he was able to give her an outstanding status there...
”Didn't you always want to know who I am?” The man smiled when he saw the twinkle in Mu Ningxue's eyes.
”Mmm,” Mu Ningxue nodded.
”It's unnecessary to call me mister anymore, that sounds like I'm your master You can just call me Pan Xi,” the man told her.
”Pan Xi... your surname isn't Mu?” Mu Ningxue asked in surprise.
She had assumed the man was at least some kind of elder in the clan, who had a say in the directions the clan was supposed to go.