Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

"My lord, I am unclear about one thing," Long Shui, one of the Si Long, stepped forward.

Long Shui was the only female among the four, as well as the youngest. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a graceful figure, and her pair of affectionate eyes were extraordinarily captivating.

The four from Wanlong Gambling House were all very accomplished mages. Among them, Long Huo and Long Tu had served Empress Li in the past, while Long Feng and Long Shui were later discovered and recruited by Ye Beiming to join the Wanlong Gambling House.

Everyone thought that Ye Beiming was confined in the Cold Palace for many years, but in reality, he had already been traveling the continent even when he was blind.

At that time, his identity was simply the owner of Wanlong Gambling House.

Long Shui joined the latest; her original name was Shui Youran. Born into a scholarly family that fell on hard times, she was sold into the brothel.

At that time, she was only ten years old but was already very smart. Unwilling to spend her life in a brothel, she took the opportunity to escape while one of her clients was drunk.

By chance, Ye Beiming and Long Huo encountered Shui Youran while on an errand outside, just as she was being hunted down by the brothel, and they ended up rescuing her.

Upon examining her, Ye Beiming discovered that Shui Youran was a magic prodigy, and thus he took her in and renamed her Long Shui.

Long Shui still remembers the first time she encountered Ye Beiming.

It was a snowy day, and she was running from the brothel in the garb of a courtesan, stumbling along the way.

Behind her, the vile curses from the people of the brothel sounded like the ominous wails of demons, driving her to keep running forward.

That continued until she fell to the ground, with cold ice crystals hitting her face.

Just when she thought she had no chance to escape from the demons behind her, two figures appeared before her eyes.

Under the command of Grey Fox, was a stunningly handsome child, accompanied by a tall man.

The child's eyes were dim and lightless, but the aura around him was mesmerizing.

When faced with the people from the brothel, the child uttered just one word: "Kill!"

He was clearly a child, but when that word came from his lips thin as a knife's edge, it sent a chilling terror down everyone's spine.

His decisiveness in killing was a calmness not even a true Emperor would possess in the heat of battle.

With one move, Long Huo killed the leader of the brothel.

"You, from now on, will be called Long Shui. I am your master, Ye Beiming," said the child, his words branding themselves into Shui Youran's heart.

That was the only time Long Shui heard Ye Beiming's name.

Since then, she could only refer to him as her lord.

It wasn't until a year later that Long Shui learned of Ye Beiming's true identity.

In her eyes, her lord, who naturally exuded regality, turned out to be of distinguished heritage – he was the former Crown Prince of Great Zhou City.

Upon learning this, Long Shui was very indignant. She had seen the Crown Prince Ye Beilian of Great Zhou, a man given to lust and as weak and incompetent as they come. Such a man had replaced her esteemed and most noble master as the Crown Prince of Great Zhou.

Long Shui believed that her master would never submit to such a person.

Indeed, in the subsequent years, she witnessed her master discreetly amassing power. Ostensibly, he was a leisurely Prince, but in reality, he wielded control over a formidable army not to be underestimated.

This summons was the first time Long Shui had seen Ye Beiming again after several years, and she was delighted to find that her master's eyesight had been restored.

Their master, who had always been stunningly beautiful, now seemed flawlessly exquisite, like the finest jade.

Long Shui looked at Ye Beiming, her heart unwittingly infatuated.

Memory came to an abrupt halt.

"Long Shui," Long Huo looked at Long Shui dissatisfiedly.

She was clearly dressed meticulously today, her already beautiful face appeared even more enchantingly gorgeous.

Long Shui reined in her thoughts, half-absorbed in gazing at her master.

"No worries, Long Shui. Are you wondering why this king doesn't just take this opportunity of the contest to weaken the power of Great Zhou and force the Crown Prince into a crisis," Ye Beiming wasn't overly concerned about Long Shui's impertinence.

"Exactly. Based on what Master has planned over the years, isn't it to hollow out the Emperor of Great Zhou? With the decline of martial artists within Great Zhou, Yun Residence is the last support of the country. If Yun Bahe dies this time, won't we have a better chance?" Over ten million Imperial gold coins are considerable, but to the Wanlong Gambling House, which earns hundreds of thousands of gold daily, it's nothing much.

"Yun Bahe now is afflicted with a strange poison, he no longer has the strength to support Yun Residence. As for Yun Cang Lang, once he comes to know the truth about that incident from the past, he will surely no longer be loyal to the Emperor of Great Zhou," Ye Beiming pondered indeed, he had once thought to take this chance to eliminate Yun Bahe, akin to the left and right arms of the Emperor of Great Zhou.

He had begun meticulously arranging the weakening of Yun Residence years ago.

But... a small episode occurred in the midst, forcing his plan to be put on hold.

Yun Sheng… Because he didn't want to upset her, he ceased the plan this time.

Fortunately, although the plan had changed, the ultimate goal had been achieved.

If he's not guessing wrong, the real crisis is only just beginning to erupt.

Inside Yujing City, a surge of hidden tension flows, the unsettled atmosphere of joy for some and sorrow for others yet to be broken.

Within the Main Temple of the Mainland Magic Temple, Ji Yu, Chang Siming, sat in meditation as usual.

Suddenly, his brow twitched, a sense of foreboding increasingly intense.

Ji Yu immediately halted his meditation, and with an instant Earth Escape teleportation, he was standing in front of the Heavenly Destiny Mirror.

He looked at the mirror and saw that on the otherwise perfect Heavenly Destiny Mirror, there was now a small crack.

The crack was very small, but particularly glaring on the faultless mirror.

The fracture of the Heavenly Destiny Mirror… could it be that there has been a change in the situation of the continent?

Ji Yu hurriedly cast a divination, and upon seeing the divination, his expression grew even darker.

"Chang Siming, news has come from the direction of Great Zhou. The martial contest between Great Zhou and Hou Qin..." a child from the Magic Temple ran in, handing a letter to Ji Yu.

Ji Yu suppressed the displeasure in his heart and unfolded the letter.

The letter was from his old friend, the Grandmaster Wen of Medicine Emperor Pavilion.

The ink on it was still fresh, and the few lines of text leapt into view especially sharply.

"Tian Quezi missing, Yun Bahe survives..." Ji Yu's face, usually flat and unrippled, suddenly underwent a dramatic change at this moment, his only thought was to contact Xia Wenxu immediately.

The predications of the Heavenly Destiny Mirror never err, and Yun Bahe's fortune, during the last divination, was a calamitous disaster, but this time the divination showed a future of 'dark clouds giving way to a sunny village.'

Heavenly Destiny cannot be changed, if there really has been a change, there could be only one reason, and that is someone has leaked the Heavenly Secret.

Without delay, Ji Yu drew a Light Magic Array. In just a moment, Xia Wenxu appeared on the other side of the magic array.