Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

On the edge of the Hengduan Mountains, Wang Yan's entourage leaned against a large tree, coughing up blood incessantly.

He said, "Young Master, I forcibly circulated two high-frequency techniques, and my body has been ravaged by the fierce battle qi. I'm afraid I can't escort you back to the family. You'll have to rely on yourself for the rest of the journey."

Wang Yan clenched his fists, and his face was flushed, clearly indicating that he had suffered minor injuries in his battle with Han Qianfei.

His young face showed a stubborn expression.

"I can carry you back. Once we get to Batan, we can buy a car and go home."

The attendant laughed, a very kind laugh.

"Young Master, have you forgotten? You are the only direct male descendant of the third generation of the Wang family. You are destined to become the head of the family. Your heart must be as cold as ice, as hard as stone, and as unbreakable. Why are you still feeling sorry for me, a mere servant?"

Wang Yan wiped away her tears and shouted, "I didn't! You're just my follower, a pawn I can discard at any time. I don't care about you at all!"

The attendant smiled and said, "Young master, I've been with you since you were three years old. You've worked so hard all these years."

The attendant died, and his expression was complex as he closed his eyes, a mixture of relief and worry.

Thankfully, before he died, he saw the young master's true self; he still had feelings, at least for himself.

The concern is whether such a young master can really survive in a powerful and influential family.

What he didn't know was that the only person Wang Yan cared about was already dead.

His parents died when he was three years old, and his grandfather, the high and mighty head of the family, never really cared about him.

The head of the family only cares about whether his descendants are capable and can take on the heavy responsibilities of the family.

The patriarch's gaze towards him was always one of scrutiny.

The only attendant who had accompanied him through his childhood was now gone, and he no longer felt any tenderness in his heart.

He used his remaining spiritual energy to turn the earth upside down, burying his entourage. Then he tore his luxurious clothes, smeared his face, and walked out of the Hengduan Mountains without looking back.

He disguised himself as a beggar, migrating like someone from the lowest rungs of society, wallowing in the mud.

When he returns to his family, he will change into luxurious clothes and look down on all living beings from a high position.

Back then, he only needed to move his finger to crush that despicable Han Qianfei.

Han Qianfei felt very tired at this moment. There were too many corpses of the Crimson Ants, and he couldn't possibly dig out all the magic cores.

Han Qianfei used a dagger to cut open the head of a red-armored ant, squeezed out a fiery red magic core, and then accurately threw it onto an open ground ten meters away, where a small pile had already accumulated.

Then they moved on to the next one, but most of the Red Armor Ants didn't have a magic core in their heads, so they did a lot of useless work.

Ye Hongren was doing the same thing.

When Han Qianfei took out another magic core and threw it into the pile, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Why was the pile of magic cores still so big, even after digging so many out?

Han Qianfei thought for a moment, then turned and continued walking towards another red-armored ant. Before striking, he suddenly turned back and saw the little flame holding a magic core in its mouth, staring at him, before turning and running away.

"You son of a bitch!"

Han Qianfei rushed over and kicked it away.

Those are level three magic cores. Back then, Jiang Xue'er incurred a huge debt of one thousand gold coins using only three level two magic cores. One level three magic core might be worth one thousand gold coins.

A thousand gold coins! In the modern world, that's equivalent to ten million!

That bastard, I wonder how many tens of millions he secretly embezzled. With that money, he could have bought such a big house and such a nice car. He's despicable.

Han Qianfei originally intended to process all the magic cores and pack them into his backpack, but now, a thief has appeared.

He stuffed all the magic cores into his backpack, glared at the pitiful little flame in the distance, and continued harvesting magic cores.

As dusk fell, I enjoyed reading "Two Realms: I Am a Genius Magician." Han Qianfei and Ye Hongren had just finished dealing with all the Red-Armored Ant corpses.

I counted them, and there were a total of 127.

He asked Ye Hongren, "How do we divide it?"

Ye Hongren was taken aback. Her identity had always been that of Han Qianfei's follower. That crazy woman Jiang Xue'er ordered her to protect Han Qianfei, and the order from the person above her was also to follow Han Qianfei, and of course, to also have the duty of surveillance.

In this situation, she shouldn't be entitled to a share of the property.

Is this young man stupid? Knowing that Jiang Xue'er has his backing, he's still willing to share some of the spoils with her?

She said, "Most of these spoils are thanks to your [thunderstorm], not mine."

Without any hesitation, Han Qianfei said, "If it weren't for you, I would have been dead long ago. In the end, you deserve more credit. Here, you take seventy coins."

Ye Hongren was speechless and momentarily stunned.

Han Qianfei thought the other party was not satisfied, but he was also a miser, seventy coins was a lot, wasn't it?

"Take the magic core for now. I will repay your life-saving grace in the future."

Ye Hongren suddenly smiled, a bright smile, like a little girl.

Han Qianfei was stunned. It wasn't that he hadn't seen Ye Hongren smile before, but her smile in the past was mixed with charm, seduction, and coquettishness, while her smile now was very clean.

Ye Hongren said, "Okay!"

Han Qianfei breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Ye Hongren would ask for an exorbitant price.

Ye Hongren watched as Han Qianfei divided the magic cores into two portions: one portion containing seventy cores, which he wrapped in his clothes, and the other portion he put in his backpack.

Ye Hongren watched silently, feeling as if the softest part of her heart had been touched.

Ten years ago, she first stepped into the Deadpool Training Camp and became a Deadpool of Mithril Pavilion with the best results. Later, she was favored by a big shot and recruited into his ranks.

Despite her seemingly smooth-sailing life, she actually had a low social status. Even mages and warriors weaker than her looked down on her and could order her around.

After all, she was once a death row inmate, after all, she was infected with the Life-Binding Gu, and after all, she was just a servant.

Not long ago, she received orders to carry out a special mission: to re-enter the Deadpool training camp to protect and monitor a boy.

This task is not difficult; it's like playing a game.

She guessed that the boy must be someone special, but it didn't matter to her; it was just a simple task.

She had only one goal in life, a somewhat vague one: legend has it that when body cultivation reaches its highest level, the strength of one's body can rival that of a divine artifact. At that point, she would no longer be bound by the Life-Binding Gu, and she would regain her freedom.

Now, seeing her unusual young master seriously dividing his spoils, she suddenly felt that this task was really good.

She took the coat Han Qianfei handed her, which contained seventy magic cores. Seeing that he had her share on his back, she couldn't help but say, "Little Master, let me take it."

Han Qianfei covered his back with his hands and looked at Ye Hongren warily: "I'm warning you, don't be greedy."

Ye Hongren blinked, covered her mouth and laughed, "Little Master, you're so funny."

Han Qianfei said, "Don't call me master."

Ye Hongren said, "Why is it that Deadpool always calls him 'Master'?"

Han Qianfei stammered, "When you called out, I had a strange feeling."

Ye Hongren grinned, then with sheer willpower, pulled it back and said, "Then, what's it called?"

Han Qianfei couldn't think of anything for a moment. As she was pondering, she noticed that Ye Hongren's face was flushed. After their eyes met, she finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Han Qianfei said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Call me Big Brother, from now on you'll call me Big Brother."

"Hahaha, okay, big brother, hahaha, from now on you're my big brother."

"Hey, bro, wait for me."