Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 167 The Chinese team is being targeted.

Three days later, Lady Tisu arrived at the door on time.

When she saw Ye Xinxia again, she was slightly taken aback.

In just three days, the girl had developed an inexplicable aura that reminded her of how she felt when she faced the Holy Son Wen Tai.

"Strange," Tisu muttered to herself, "It must be my imagination."

Composing herself, she said respectfully, "Mr. Wang Feng, as agreed, I have come to take Saintess Xin Xia back."

Wang Feng nodded calmly, then his tone suddenly turned cold: "Remember, if Xin Xia suffers even the slightest grievance at your Parthenon, I'll raze your Mount Everest to the ground."

Tisu's lips twitched as she listened.

When has the Parthenon, the most powerful force under the Holy City, ever been threatened like this?
Moreover, the other party was merely a high-level mage.

But she didn't dare say anything more at the moment, and could only nod and reply, "Please rest assured, that kind of thing will never happen again."

"Brother Wang Feng, I'll be going now," Ye Xinxia said softly, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Wang Feng reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone softening: "Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Mmm." Ye Xinxia responded obediently, and then followed Tisu out of the residence.

Watching them leave, a sharp glint flashed in Wang Feng's eyes: "Parthenon, I hope you won't disappoint me and Xinxia!"

……

Two days after Xinxia returned to the Parthenon

On the opening day of the treasure hunt, the Holy Tribunal issued a shocking announcement to the world—

The master of darkness, Eisendell, has been found guilty!

This infamous master of darkness has been successfully apprehended by the Holy Tribunal and is about to face a public trial.

The news sent shockwaves through the global magical community, forcing even the treasure hunt to be postponed by two days to avoid conflicting with the trial date.

Just as the situation was changing rapidly, Austin, who had been missing for more than half a month, finally returned from the chaotic seas.

Wang Feng looked at the disheveled Black Dragon Queen in front of him—her black clothes were already tattered, revealing her snow-white skin and her proud curves were faintly visible under the tattered fabric.

"What are you doing?" Wang Feng's lips twitched, his tone strange.

Austin suddenly crossed her arms over her chest, pressing her ample curves together, her body twisting unnaturally.

"Wang Feng, are you showing concern for me?"

Her voice trembled unusually, and her fair cheeks flushed an unnatural red.

Wang Feng remained silent for a moment, then quietly looked away.

Although both Mu Tingying and Nan Rongni, who was 'taught' by Mu Tingying, had some masochistic tendencies.
But the sight of a king-level black dragon acting coy and pretentious in front of him was simply...

"Is this what they call 'idle play'?" Austin licked his long, slender fingers, his dragon eyes gleaming with a hazy, watery light.

Wang Feng's lips twitched. He could still have a good time even if he ignored her.

"Enough, let's get down to business!" Wang Feng said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Austin's expression suddenly turned serious, and even his unusually rosy complexion returned to normal in an instant.

This rapid change of expression even made Wang Feng take notice.

"I found the Chaotic Wind in the Chaotic Sea." She frowned slightly, "but I was ambushed by a shrimp emperor, and I couldn't stand it, so I fought it."

As she spoke, she stomped her foot angrily: "That guy is despicable! If he can't beat me, he dives into the deep sea; I can't catch him."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng immediately understood why Austin had disappeared for so long.

It is indeed common for battles between monarch-level creatures to last for ten days to half a month when they are evenly matched.

"So what about the Chaotic Wind?" "Of course we brought it back!"

Austin suddenly smiled, and with a flick of her slender fingers, she pulled out a wisp of blue light from between her snow-white cleavage.

The object spun in her palm as if it were alive, radiating a chilling energy.

When Wang Feng received the chaotic whirlwind, he suddenly felt that the wind-elemental soul seed was surrounded by a faint milky fragrance.

"Ahem." Wang Feng, without changing his expression, put it into his spatial ring. "Consider it passing the test."

"Great!" Austin jumped up excitedly, his dragon tail swaying involuntarily.

Suddenly, her ears turned red, and she fidgeted with her hands clasped in front of her skirt, saying shyly, "Then can I be rewarded?"

Before any response could be received, the black dragon queen suddenly turned around, placed her hands on her knees, and raised her plump buttocks high, her dragon tail even curling into a heart shape.

Wang Feng's temples throbbed.

In an instant, his figure vanished into the room as a shadow.

After a while, Austin turned around in confusion and found that the room was already empty.

She shook her dragon tail dejectedly, then excitedly curled the ends of her hair: "Ugh~ But this 'idle play' kind of sounds pretty good too~"

……

Two days later, the postponed treasure hunt resumed.

The opening ceremony venue has now been transformed into a giant teleportation platform.

Hundreds of space magic stones, shimmering with silver light, were embedded in the ground, forming a giant magic circle with a diameter of over 100 meters.

These magic stones, imbued with pure spatial power, emitted a chilling energy fluctuation under the control of the array master.

Sixteen teams that advanced were lined up neatly, and one hundred and sixty young mages from all over the world stood in the center of the magic circle.

The referee stood on the platform, explaining the rules of the treasure hunt in detail.

"Attention all participants! You will be randomly teleported to various corners of the treasure hunt space." His gaze swept over each contestant. "Remember, the spatial scroll is your last resort for survival, but using it means elimination!"

Wang Feng stood at the very front of the Chinese team, keenly aware of the strange looks coming from all around him.

The captain of the English-Spanish team was whispering to his teammates, occasionally casting hostile glances at them.
Several American players openly sized them up, with knowing smiles on their faces.

"Captain," Jiang Yu said in a low voice, nervously rubbing his arms, "Why do I feel like these guys are watching us? Could it be..."

Wang Feng paused for a moment, then nodded: "You need to be careful when you go in. This year's treasure hunt will probably be a one-man show against a 15-nation 'alliance'."

"Hiss—this is so exciting?!" Mo Fan gasped, his eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

After all, he had already planned it out.

He owes Wang Feng and Pang Lai a mountain of debt. If he doesn't make a killing in this treasure hunt, he might really have to sell himself to pay off his debts!

"Listen up, everyone!" Ai Jiangtu lowered his voice. "Assemble immediately after entering. No solo actions are permitted! If you get surrounded by other teams—"

He paused, then his tone suddenly sharpened: "Don't hesitate, evacuate immediately!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the staff in Venice began distributing life-saving spatial scrolls.

Soon, everyone received a life-saving scroll.

The space magic stone on the ground suddenly burst out with dazzling silver light, and the entire magic array began to tremble violently.

Wang Feng felt the space around him begin to distort, and everything in his vision became blurry.

The next second, a blinding silver light engulfed everyone's figures.

All 160 contestants vanished simultaneously from the teleportation array, leaving behind only an empty arena and a still-shimmering space magic stone.

(End of this chapter)