Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

A muffled thud that brought tears to my eyes!

Bai Mo's knee slammed into Bai E's high nose with perfect precision!

"Ugh—!" Countless golden stars exploded before Bai E's eyes, and a sharp pain mixed with an intense soreness rushed straight to his head!

Warm, golden liquid gushed out uncontrollably! He was thrown backward by the enormous impact!

But this is not over yet!

Just as Bai E felt dizzy, his vision blurred, and his body lost its balance, that strange spatial fluctuation descended once again!

Bai E felt as if the world had turned upside down again. When he managed to steady himself and his tear-blurred vision made him see his surroundings, he was horrified to find that he was standing on the opposite corner of the arena, more than a hundred meters away from Bai Mo!

Even more deadly was that his body instinctively sent out danger warnings from all directions! Those were several skills that Bai Mo had released before, which had slightly less tracking ability but were more powerful!

They seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. Sensing his appearance, they instantly locked onto their target and arrived with a deadly roar!

"Yay—!!!" Tian jumped up from her seat in excitement, her little voice already hoarse from shouting, but she was still screaming with all her might.

"Little White used Tian's Hundred Realms Gate! Little White is so amazing! Tian is amazing too! Hit him! Burn him! Bomb him!"

"Roar--!!!"

"We won! The guy on the other side is going to win! My odds are five times! Hahaha!"

"A battle of the strong! This is the true battle of the strong!!"

"Worth it! Worth every penny of the ticket price!!"

The entire arena erupted like a powder keg, completely boiling over! The roar almost shattered the ancient dome!

Bai Mo remained standing in place, maintaining the cool pose of his knee thrusting out and then retracting, appearing calm and collected on the surface.

But upon closer inspection, his right leg, which was supporting his body, was trembling violently and uncontrollably! A fine layer of cold sweat even seeped from his forehead!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Bai Mo roared inwardly, wincing in pain but having to keep a straight face. Whose skull is as hard as an alloy block?!

I want to learn a cool knee strike combo from a movie and show off!

What the hell?! My kneecap almost shattered! He was incredibly grateful that his healing spells, life-saving spells, pain desensitization spells, and other similar abilities had been running continuously, silently repairing his body.

If it weren't for these "skills," the recoil from that knee strike would have been enough to make him writhe on the ground clutching his leg.

Forget about standing there and showing off, he doesn't even have the strength to teleport Bai E away!

In his excruciating pain, he didn't hesitate to choose the "safest" tactic—throwing Bai E into a pile of skills and letting him fend for himself!

Chapter 30 Aglaia: The Senate is attacking?

P.S.: Thank you everyone for urging me to update and for the little gifts. Without further ado, here comes the third update.

It can only be said that Bai E truly deserves to be called the pinnacle of "numerical monsters"! Even with a heavy blow to his nose, blacking out his vision, dizziness, and blood gushing from his nasal cavity, his body's instinctive reactions were still incredibly fast!

In the instant the skill was about to hit him, he almost relied on muscle memory to twist, roll, and jump at an impossible angle!

They narrowly escaped through several interwoven gaps of destructive energy! Although their movements were clumsy, they managed to avoid all the vital points!

The reason why a "mechanism" is a "mechanism" is because it is unreasonable!

With a thought, Bai Mo caused the Hundred Realms Gate, which he controlled, to flicker once more!

Those skills that Bai E narrowly dodged did not disappear without a trace, but were instantly swallowed by the miniature spatial gate, and then re-spit out with perfect precision just inches away from Bai E's side in the fraction of a second that Bai E had just stabilized and whose old strength had been exhausted and whose new strength had not yet been generated!

Boom-! ! ! !

A deafening explosion resounded through the sky! The scorching flames and violent shockwave completely engulfed Bai E's figure!

His clothes were instantly torn into charred fragments by the violent energy!

Smoke and dust filled the air, dimming the golden light. As the dust settled slightly, Bai E was seen kneeling in the scorched crater. His once magnificent and exquisite white and gold outfit was now reduced to a few tattered, charred strips of cloth barely hanging on his body, beneath which lay a robust body covered in scorch marks and bruises.

He was still tightly covering his bleeding nose with one hand, and golden blood dripped from between his fingers onto the scorched earth, making him look particularly disheveled.

(Bai'e: Σ(OдO|||)ノノ My clothes! Aglaia will kill me if she finds out!)

"The victor—Lord Bai Mo!!!" The excited voice of the arena's official referee resounded throughout the entire arena through the amplification array!

"Yay—!!! Little White won!!!" Tian danced with excitement, "Tian is going to buy him the biggest, biggest 'Lava Bursting Cake' ever!!! As big as a house!!!"

"You two—!!!"

A roar, brimming with shock, anger, disbelief, and lingering fear, resounded like thunder through the tranquil, vibrant garden of life.

The chimeras, who were resting there after a long day of intense work, were startled and raised their tired heads.

Xi Lian stood with her hands on her hips, her chest heaving violently, her beautiful face flushed red with anger, and her beautiful eyes glaring at the two "disabled people" in front of her as if spitting fire.

Bai E and Bai Mo, the brothers who had just fought a fierce battle in the arena, now stood side by side on the soft grass like two defeated quails, their heads drooping.

Bai Er's nose was still wrapped with a piece of clean white gauze that exuded a cool scent, but his face still had traces of blood and ash. He was wrapped in a plain-colored blanket that he had found on the spot, which covered his "refugee-like" appearance.

Bai Mo was in a worse situation. His right trouser leg was rolled up above his knee, revealing a visibly swollen and even somewhat purplish knee. He had to bend his injured leg slightly, in an awkward posture.

"How long have I been gone?! Huh?!" Xi Lian's voice rose even higher.

"I was just chatting with Aglaia when you two! You two troublemakers! You've caused me this mess?! Running off to the Central Arena to fight?!"

And you fought so fiercely?! Did you want to kill each other before you were satisfied?! Bai E! What happened to your nose?! Bai Mo! Do you still want your legs?! Tell me!

Bai E covered his nose and tried to explain in a muffled voice, "Sister Xi Lian... we were just... having a little sparring..."

"A friendly spar?!" Xi Lian's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, and she rushed in front of him, her finger almost poking his forehead.

"You've almost destroyed half of the Holy City's arena! And do you really need to beat your opponent to death in a spar?! Do you really need to use flashbangs, seas of fire, and teleportation?!"

"Sparring can make you look like this?! Look at you! You look like a refugee who just crawled out of the Black Tide! And you too!"

She then abruptly turned to Bai Mo, her eyes like knives, "Your knees are swollen like buns! And you're still pretending nothing's wrong?! Are you two even three years old combined?! Huh?!"

The two brothers shrank back, too afraid to even breathe, after being sprayed with insults.

On the other side of the garden, Aglaia stood quietly beside a skilled "Clothesmaker" doll made of gold wire.

Her expression remained calm and unchanging, but her emerald green eyes were fixed on the platinum and gold outfit in the tailor's hands, which was being rapidly repaired but still showed large areas of charred damage and was stained with bits of indelible gold blood.

To be honest, when I saw Bai E clutching his bleeding golden nose, his clothes tattered as if he had been ravaged by dozens of demonic beasts, I was quite shocked.

When Bai Mo appeared at the entrance of the Garden of Life, limping and with his knees swollen, Aglaia's usually calm and composed state of mind was momentarily stunned.

Aglaia initially thought it was the Senate's purgers who had returned to power to vent their anger on Katniss.

Later, after reviewing the records of the Golden Silk Army scattered throughout the Holy City, it was discovered that they had inflicted this terrible state upon themselves...

At that moment, Aglaia suddenly felt that compared to the headaches these two brothers were causing, the Senate's purges didn't seem so scary after all?

At least the Cleaners won't blow up the arena, one of the Holy City's landmarks, with craters just for a fight, and ruin her carefully chosen outfit!!! (Important!!!)

Silently, she manipulated the tailor, trying to salvage the beloved platinum battle robe with the finest gold thread, a long-forgotten sigh of weariness flowing silently through her heart: My color scheme… my design… I finally managed to persuade Bai Er to wear it…

Meanwhile, in the center of the garden, Xi Lian's anger continued to rage, and the brothers' "suffering" was far from over.

Tian, ​​meanwhile, was holding a small cake that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. She was munching on it while blinking her big eyes curiously at Little White and Little Little White who were being scolded, as if she was wondering whether she should buy the winner's cake.

Aglaia's slender fingers manipulated the gold thread seamstress, completing the final stitch with astonishing precision.

She picked up the brand-new platinum outfit—although the gold threads cleverly concealed most of the traces, subtle details still revealed the ferocity of the battle and the faint, indelible golden bloodstains.

She then solemnly, almost with a sense of "handover ceremony," handed it to Xi Lian, her emerald green eyes carrying a hint of barely perceptible helplessness.

“Your Excellency Xilian,” Aglaia’s voice remained steady, but it was warmer than usual.

"The clothes have been repaired. However, more important than the clothes right now is to ensure that these two 'warriors' receive proper medical treatment."

Chapter 31 Aglaia: My actions have nothing to do with retaliating against that green-haired, one-eyed man.

Xi Lian took the clothes and looked at the marks left on them. Her anger seemed to be reignited, and she glared at the two "quails" next to her.

Aglaia continued softly, "I know a highly skilled healer who has a lot of experience in repairing the aftereffects of various injuries."

"It's just a pity..." She paused slightly, "...she's currently pursuing advanced studies at the Tree Pavilion and is temporarily unable to serve the Holy City. As for the arena, I've already spoken with the person in charge."

Xi Lian was somewhat surprised: "What did they say? The losses are considerable..."

“They say,” Aglaia’s lips seemed to curve into a very faint smile, “that it is an honor for the arena to witness such a clash of power.”

Not only did they not demand compensation, but they also considered it a rare 'performance.' They would cover the repair costs themselves. Therefore, Your Excellency Xilian, you need not trouble yourself with the arena matter any further.”

Xi Lian's tense shoulders finally relaxed a little, and she let out a long sigh: "...Alright, thank you, Ms. Aglaia. As for you two! Come with me! If you dawdle any longer, I'll break your legs!"

Having said that, he dragged the two groaning, yet fearless wounded men away from the Garden of Life in a flurry of activity.

As she watched the three disappear into the garden entrance, Aglaia's calm finally faded, replaced by a deep contemplation.

Where exactly did the problem lie? Her fingertips unconsciously twirled the gold thread. Before Bai Mo arrived, Bai E, though occasionally reckless, was generally considered calm and reliable.

Tian had repeatedly emphasized that Bai Mo was known for being well-behaved and law-abiding in Janusapolis. But when these two were together…

The journey to seek fire has reached a critical juncture, with the shadow of the Senate still looming large. If these two potentially explosive "destabilizing factors" are allowed to remain in Ohma...

Aglaia gazed into the distance, and a thought, like a golden thread, took shape in her intricate thought process, becoming increasingly clear.

Leaving them in Ohm is too risky... Wait a minute... A rational glint flashed in her eyes, then was covered by an extremely rare, almost "cunning" emotion.

...The Tree Garden! Aglaia's mind suddenly cleared. As a demigod who pursues romance and sensibility, it is perfectly reasonable for me to seek a better temple of knowledge and a place of healing for the younger generation.

Yes, that makes perfect sense. She nodded slightly, as if trying to convince herself.

As for letting that green-haired, one-eyed "Earth Beast" sir experience a little of my current feelings... that's absolutely not my purpose, absolutely not...

The thought made her calm lips curl upwards by a barely perceptible fraction of a millimeter.

Meanwhile, deep within the Senate.

Katniss was itching to teach the brat who had humiliated her in front of everyone a lesson. Just as she was about to give the order, a trusted subordinate rushed in and whispered a report about the earth-shattering battle that had taken place in the central arena.

“Oh?” Katniss raised her meticulously drawn eyebrows, a hint of pleasure mixed with her anger. “They started fighting? Humph! Good! It would be best if they both were badly injured! That… country bumpkin? Bai Mo? He really beat that Bai Er kid so badly that his nose was bleeding and his clothes were tattered?”

“Yes, Lady Katniss, the battle is extremely fierce. And…” the subordinate’s voice was even lower, tinged with disbelief, “according to repeated confirmations from our people in the arena, that Bai Mo… he really doesn’t seem to be a Golden Blood! In the battle, his blood was bright red!”

"What?!" Katniss jumped up from her luxurious chair, her pupils contracting sharply.

Not a Golden Descendant? Yet she possesses such terrifying strength, even able to fight Bai E, who bears the name of savior, to a standstill, and ultimately win? This completely overturned her understanding!

After the initial shock, an even more tempting idea quickly took root in her mind. Her anger was instantly replaced by intense interest, and a calculating smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Not of the Golden Clan… yet possessing such power… Katniss walked to the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the Holy City. What did this mean?

This means he wasn't born noble; it means he possesses a huge, fillable void! Wealth? Power? Delicious food? ...Beautiful women?

(Xi Lian: A beauty? Where can I find a beauty?)

A determined glint shone in Katniss's eyes. As long as he had the desire, unlike Aglaia, that unyielding, cold-blooded monster...

She could almost see the scene of bringing this non-Golden Descendant genius with boundless potential under the Senate's command, making him a sharp weapon against Aglaia and Bai'er.

Several days later, at the Holy City Healing Center.

Bai Mo lay listlessly on the hospital bed. Although he felt he was fine, Xi Lian still wouldn't let him get out of bed.

Bai E sat on the chair next to him, the gauze on his nose had been removed, leaving only a faint bruise, and he looked much more energetic.

The ward door was pushed open, and Xi Lian walked in, carrying several scrolls. She glanced at the two of them, her gaze lingering on Bai Mo's injured leg for a moment, before giving a disgruntled "humph."

"Sister Xilian," Bai Mo tried to change the subject, "Is there any news from the master craftsman? Can he forge the kind of weapon I want?"

“Okay!” Xi Lian slammed the scroll onto the bedside table with a “thud,” “but he said the special materials you requested would take some time to arrive.”

By the way, Aglaia has proposed a new arrangement for you.

"What arrangements?" Bai E asked curiously.

“Bai’e, you’re going to study at the Tree Pavilion,” Xi Lian said, looking at Bai’e. “Aglaia took the time to test your and Xia Die’s knowledge.”

“Xia Die’s foundation is quite solid, but…” Xi Lian sighed, her gaze falling on Bai E, “Bai E, Aglaia’s original words were:

"Bai'er's understanding of how the world works is limited to the most basic level of common sense. As a savior carrying hope, he should be both learned and skilled in martial arts, possessing both wisdom and courage."

Bai E subconsciously reached out to touch his nose again, but awkwardly lowered his hand halfway through. He muttered softly, "I... I can fight, isn't that enough..."

"Pfft!" Bai Mo couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Did you hear that! Bai E! You're going to be forced to go to school! Hahaha! Hiss... I'm dying of laughter."

Seeing Bai Mo's gloating expression, Xi Lian's previous helplessness vanished instantly. She crossed her arms and slowly curled her lips into a smile that sent chills down Bai Mo's spine.

"Laughing? Bai Mo, you seem to be having a good laugh?" Xi Lian's voice was terrifyingly gentle.