Transcending the Magic Era: The Supreme Female Archmage

Seeing Chu Qiuchi and Ji Moyu escape unscathed once again, Ming Wushang's eyes grew even more sinister, like a bottomless icy pool, exuding a chilling aura.

Ming Wuji lazily turned his head and saw his face, which was so gloomy it seemed to drip ink. He couldn't help but sneer, "Ming Wushang, what's wrong with you looking like your father has died?"

As he spoke, he leaned over Sijing and Yurou, laughing unrestrainedly, "Tsk tsk tsk, this is truly an eyesore. I never realized you were so...unseemly! Haha..."

Ming Wushang's eyes were bloodshot, and a bloodthirsty smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly leaped onto Ming Wuji's falcon, grabbed Yu Rou by the neck, and lifted her up.

Yu Rou's face instantly turned bright red, her hands weakly gripping Ming Wushang's wrists, and she pleaded with Ming Wuji for help in broken sentences: "Young Master... save... me..."

Ming Wuji was startled and quickly stood up. Si Jing also stood up and tremblingly hid behind him.

His face was ashen as he glared at Ming Wushang and roared, "Ming Wushang, do you want to commit insubordination? Release him right now!"

"Insubordination? Her?" Ming Wushang's face showed a sneer, and he curled his lips, tightening his grip. "Is she qualified?"

At this moment, Yu Rou's eyes rolled back, her body struggled even more violently, her eyes were red, tears streamed down her face, and she tilted her head to look at Ming Wuji, her eyes filled with despair and pleading.

Ming Wuji swallowed hard, straightened his body, and was about to reach out to save the person.

But then Ming Wushang smiled slightly, and suddenly exerted force with his hand. With a "crack", Yu Rou's throat bone was crushed. Her struggling movements stopped instantly, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the air, leaving only a black magic crystal core that fell down.

"Ah!!!" Si Jing screamed in fright, collapsing onto the falcon, her face as pale as paper.

Ming Wuji gritted his teeth so hard they almost shattered, his eyes filled with rage and disbelief. "Ming Wushang! How dare you touch my people!"

Ming Wushang caught the crystal core and casually tossed it to Ming Wuji, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Hey, back to its rightful owner! Young Master, remember to speak more politely next time, or you can try and see if the people around you are tough enough."

"Ming Wushang, you... how dare you!" Ming Wuji was furious, his face flushed red, yet he was helpless. He wanted to fight, but he knew he was no match for Ming Wushang, so he could only glare at him fiercely, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

If eyes could kill, Ming Wushang would have been tortured to death a thousand times over.

Ming Wushang, however, paid no attention. He glanced at him coldly, turned around, leaped off the falcon, and disappeared at the edge of the battlefield.

Ming Wuji stood rooted to the spot, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. His heart burned with rage, and he growled through gritted teeth, "Ming Wushang, you'd better pray you don't fall into my hands, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Si Jing slumped onto the falcon, trembling all over, her eyes filled with fear. She looked up at Ming Wuji and asked in a trembling voice, "Young Master... what... what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Doesn't Yu Rou have a younger sister? Quickly summon her over, can't you see there's one less person to serve you tonight?"

"……ah???"

Ming Wuji's roar left Si Jing completely dumbfounded, staring at him blankly.

"What are you standing there for? Can't you understand what I'm saying? Quickly send someone over here!"

Si Jing took a deep breath, a half-smile, half-crying expression appearing on her lips, her heart filled with sorrow.

After a long pause, a cold glint flashed in her eyes. Trembling, she condensed a letter and sent it to Yu Nuan.

The letter detailed Yu Rou's cause of death and Ming Wuji's reaction. Yu Nuan was Yu Rou's younger sister; the two sisters were very close and depended on each other for survival.

Now that Yu Rou is dead, he's already set his sights on Yu Nuan. He's truly worse than an animal! She refuses to believe that Yu Nuan will still serve him wholeheartedly after learning the truth!

Not far away, Feng Yueling, who had quietly watched the whole show, glanced at Ming Wuji with disdain, her face showing contempt. "He really is a complete lecherous glutton!"

I'd heard before that the current young master of the Darkwing Nether Tiger Clan was a lecherous good-for-nothing, and now that I see it, it's true. His face has been stomped on, and all he's thinking about is finding someone to sleep with?

She shrugged indifferently, turned and flew away on her falcon, as if looking at it again would be a waste of her emotions.

……

After leaving the battlefield, Chu Qiuchi went to Xu Xiyang's tent alone and distributed some of his own potion to Xu Xiyang and the others. "I noticed that you were using low-grade potions before. Take these and use them if you get injured."

Xu Xiyang quickly refused, his face full of gratitude and unease. "Boss, this is a lifesaver, we can't take it. We all know how important medicine is on the battlefield. You've already helped us so much, we can't take your medicine anymore."

Shen Huan, Luo Yu, Lin Shuang, and Yun Qing all shook their heads in refusal, their tone firm: "Boss, hope Yang is right, we really can't accept this."

Without waiting for a reply, Chu Qiuchi forcefully shoved the medicine into their hands, his tone leaving no room for argument, "Take it, I have more."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the group, her expression turning serious. "The reason I'm giving these to you is because the two super beast races will definitely target us even more in the future. The battlefield ahead will likely be extremely dangerous! I might not be able to look after you all at that time, so take them all; it will put my mind at ease."

“Boss…” Xu Xiyang’s voice was a little choked up. He gripped the medicine in his hand tightly and nodded solemnly. “Thank you. We will be careful and won’t hold you back.”

Shen Huan and the others nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with determination. "Boss, don't worry, we will adapt to the battlefield as soon as possible and won't let you worry."

Chu Qiuchi smiled and gently patted Xu Xiyang's shoulder. "Don't say such things. You are all my friends. If I don't help you, who will I help? Remember, be careful on the battlefield and never let your guard down."

The group nodded emphatically, secretly vowing to improve their strength as soon as possible so that Chu Qiuchi would no longer have to worry about them.

Just then, Ji Moyu walked over, glanced at Xu Xiyang and the others indifferently, and then said to Chu Qiuchi, "Qiuchi, the commander sent someone to see us, saying that he has important matters to discuss."

Chu Qiuchi nodded and said to Xu Xiyang and the others, "You guys should rest well and get some rest. We have a tough battle to fight tomorrow."

"Okay, boss, you should also take a rest," Xu Xiyang and the others said in unison.

Watching the two figures leave, Shen Huan couldn't help but sigh softly, "Our boss is so good to us. We must work hard and not let her down."

Luo Yu nodded, a determined look flashing in her eyes. "That's right, we must become stronger as soon as possible, and we can't let our leader be distracted by us anymore."

Lin Shuang and Yun Qing echoed their sentiments, and the group was filled with fighting spirit.

Chu Qiuchi and Ji Moyu stepped out of the tent and hadn't gone two steps when they encountered Puyang Minghui and his two companions who were also coming out. The group exchanged smiles and then walked side by side toward the commander-in-chief, Ao Qipeng's tent.

Along the way, they knew perfectly well that "Youyun's" display of power today would inevitably attract the attention of the big shots.