âDonât you think Hermione was acting a little weird?â the Plenilune Sectâs sect master said to the grand
elder while they were seated in the golden cart.
The grand elder was puzzled. âWhich part?â
âYou didnât feel anything?â the sect master said. âAfter the Reflective Eye went blurry, she seemed
stunned, as though she had seen something incredible.â
âIsnât it because she had insufficient skill to utilize the mirror fully?â the grand elder said.
The sect master sneered, âDo you really think so? She said the same afterward, but if that were really
the case, she wouldnât have looked so surprised. On the contrary, the way she spoke sounded like she
was excited, and she even went off alone, in the end, to chase after that Rockefeller guy.â
The grand elder thought for a moment before finally reacting, âSect Master, do you mean to say that
Hermione concealed something from us and left us to look for that Alex?â
Then, after a pause, he seemed to agree. âYes, her expression was strange at that time. I didnât think
too much about it before, but now that I think about it, it was as you said.â
The sect master sat down on a stool. âDidnât you realize that the golden cart has been going forward all
this while? So weâve not been too far away from Hermione all this while.â
âSect Master, you are wise indeed!â
***
Whoosh!
Boom, boom, boomâ¦
Alex held his daughter to his chest and had run into Hermione at least five times already. His swords
had killed off four of Hermioneâs mirror images.
He initially thought that Hermioneâs mirror could produce copies of herself indefinitely. Still, it seemed
that no matter how much she copied, she could only have seven mirror images out at one time.
That meant that seven was her limit.
Moreover, after he had killed four of her mirror images, Hermione had only maintained five mirror
images after that. It further explained that she had already reached the point where she couldnât
summon more mirror images with her cultivation base at the moment. However, Hermione had
received the goddessâ inheritance, and her combat capabilities were good indeed.
At this moment, Alex was stabbed in the back.
There was also strange energy on the wound. Even if he used a Zharvakko talisman, he couldnât
dissipate this strange energy in a short time. Also, blood kept dripping from the wound.
Boom!
Another sword came at him.
Hermioneâs long sword glare chopped off some of Alexâs hair.
Alex jerked from the shock, cold sweat breaking out. He was cursing Persephoneâs Folly Bridge inside
his heart. It was not profitable to deal with her, as she asked for 100 million divine power points the
moment she opened her mouth before she was willing to help again. If she were willing to take action, it
wouldnât be necessary for him to try so hard to escape!
Bubbles Rockefeller, who was in his arms, seemed to feel the crisis her father was in at the moment.
She looked at Alex with her big eyes and clutched Alexâs clothes tightly with her tiny hands.
âHow is it? Can you still hold up?â
As Hermione pursued him to kill, she spoke, âIâm already merciful. If I had stabbed your daughter just
now, what do you think would have happened to her?â
Alex also pulled out a sword and said, âThen, I thank you. But, unfortunately, my wife is a jealous
woman. So even if you have fallen for me at first sight, I canât marry you.â
Clang!
Hermioneâ s mirror image blocked the incoming blade, but there was a gash on its arm.
It was a mirror image and not her actual physical body. After this slash, the mirror imageâs arm faded
into nothingness.
However, it still kept up the chase.
âItâs fine. You can divorce your wife. Then, when I become your cultivation partner, I can find a few girls
to warm your bed for you. How about it?â
âThereâs no need. I already have your underwear with all its natural smell on it! As the saying goes, if
the love between two people lasts for a long time, the time they spend apart is still more valuable than
the time they spend together between the sheets! I already know what you smell like, Hermione, and
thatâs enough!â
Clang, Clang, clang!
Three swords shot out again!
Hermioneâs face was flushed, and she felt embarrassed and indignant. When she recalled how she had
been deceived out of the underwear that she was wearing, she felt ashamed. She was going to be a
goddess in the future! But, if this guy had her underwear in his possession and paraded it in front of
others, she would be a shameful goddess!
So, this person needed to die!
Squelch!
To protect his daughter, Alex was struck on his right shoulder. Blood flowed freely from the wound. It
even splashed onto his daughterâs face.