Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 299 - 201: Magic World Kin

After Zhao Yi successfully ambushed the Golden Beamon, his attention was no longer on it.

From those previous exchanges with the Golden Beamon, Zhao Yi had basically assessed his own strength.

If the strength and speed of a Tier Ten Void Realm Great Cultivator are 10, then the speed of a Golden Beamon should be around 100 to 500, with slightly more strength, but not exceeding 800.

Compared to the Golden Beamon, Zhao Yi’s strength and speed are at least above 5000.

To say the least, with the power of a Little World behind him, Zhao Yi could easily crush this legendary Golden Warrior.

The actions of the Golden Beamon appeared as laughable as a child’s play in Zhao Yi’s eyes.

With that earlier Monkey Steals the Peach move, if Zhao Yi wasn’t worried about getting himself covered in blood, he could have crushed the Golden Beamon’s eggs completely.

Circumventing the Golden Beamon, Zhao Yi came before Yao Su, who was leaning against a black stone tablet.

"Are you the Sage of Time?"

Zhao Yi assessed Yao Su thoroughly and ultimately confirmed from his gaze that the person in front of him was neither Su Qianqian nor Yao Su.

Su Qianqian and Yao Su are both fools; their gaze couldn’t possibly be that wise.

Looking at the Sage of Time, Zhao Yi suddenly asked, "Can I learn your Undead Magic?"

Hmm?

The Sage of Time was momentarily stunned upon hearing Zhao Yi’s words.

After a while, he suddenly came to his senses: "You want to learn Undead Magic from me?"

Zhao Yi waved his hand: "It doesn’t necessarily have to be Undead Magic; other types of magic are fine too, I’m not picky."

Zhao Yi’s dream was to become an all-powerful deity, but now he’s turned into an overgrown chicken.

He’s the Crown Prince, and yet he resorted to Monkey Steals the Peach.

That’s quite unbecoming!

Therefore, Zhao Yi wanted to broaden his horizons to see if he could learn something else beneficial.

For instance, magic.

Zhao Yi recalled that reaching a high level in magic could also allow one to fly.

Although magic lacks the prestige of cultivation, Zhao Yi couldn’t afford to be picky right now.

As long as he could fly!

The Sage of Time had seen Zhao Yi’s methods earlier.

In the Three Thousand Small Worlds, though the Golden Beamon isn’t considered a high-level creature, due to its formidable speed and strength, it’s also a King Level being in the Beastman World.

The fact that a King Level Golden Beamon lost in speed and strength in front of Zhao Yi was a shock beyond the Sage of Time’s imagination.

Upon hearing Zhao Yi expressing a desire to learn magic, the Sage of Time was even more puzzled.

"Esteemed sir, you’re not joking with me, are you?" the Sage of Time hesitantly asked.

The strong have dominion.

This principle applies not only in the Cultivation Realm but is also a universal truth in the Three Thousand Worlds.

The Sage of Time spoke to Zhao Yi in a tone of respect, which was entirely different from the condescending manner he used with the male protagonist earlier.

Zhao Yi seriously replied, "I’m not joking, I genuinely want to learn magic."

Zhao Yi extended his right hand and curiously asked, "Is there a need to test for magic aptitude first? Did you bring a Magic Ball?"

Then Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment: "Do you need to sense magic power through the Baihui Acupoint’s Mystical Gate? Over a dozen years ago, a compatriot of mine went to your Magic World. He also had no magic aptitude, but he stuck a horn on his head like an antenna, and then he could sense the magic power in the air."

Zhao Yi finished speaking and earnestly asked, "If I don’t have magic resources, could you install a horn for me? My compatriot used a unicorn horn, but as a descendant of a True Dragon, a unicorn doesn’t befit my status. How about I switch it for a dragon horn?"

The Sage of Time was dumbfounded.

"A horn?"

It was evidently the first time the Sage of Time had heard of such an unconventional method. The key was that this method indeed seemed somewhat feasible.

Then, he began to question his life.

The Sage of Time looked up at Zhao Yi, his eyes bewildered and full of confusion.

"Is this... can this really be done?" he questioned in disbelief.

Zhao Yi, hearing this, replied with annoyance: "Aren’t I asking you? Why are you asking me instead?"

Zhao Yi righteously said: "I don’t know magic, so how would I know!"

Whoosh!

The Sage of Time took a deep breath, then flicked his fingers, sending a rainbow stream towards Zhao Yi.

The Sage of Time explained, "This is a magic test, it can assess magic aptitude, do not resist, esteemed sir."

Zhao Yi raised a palm, directly dispersing the stream of light, and mocked, "What are you thinking? Do you really think I’m as brainless as that fool over there, and would let your spiritual power enter my body? Given my noble status, how could I let an Otherworld rogue mess with me at will!"

The Sage of Time’s inherently weak Divine Soul was further depleted by Zhao Yi’s slap, leaving his already pale complexion almost transparent.

The Sage of Time, with a bitter expression, said to Zhao Yi, "Esteemed sir, if you don’t let my spiritual power touch you, how can I assess your magic aptitude?"

"That’s your problem," Zhao Yi retorted unreasonably, "If you can’t figure out a way, I’ll kill you!"

Upon hearing this, the Sage of Time’s face turned even more grave.

Sighing, he recited an incantation and then looked towards Zhao Yi with anticipation.

Zhao Yi looked puzzled, "What are you doing?"

The Sage of Time replied, "I just recited the incantation for Tier One Undead Magic ’Summon Skeleton.’"

After speaking, he eagerly looked at Zhao Yi, "Did you feel anything just now?"

Anything?

Zhao Yi thought for a moment, then earnestly nodded, "It felt especially noisy, like a buzzing fly, wishing I could slap you to death. Does that count?"

The Sage of Time sighed deeply, shaking his head, "Esteemed sir, you likely don’t have magic talent."

"I just used my magic origin to recite the incantation, and the fluctuation of magic elements was the simplest and purest."

"If you had magic talent, you’d have sensed the magic element fluctuation earlier."

"If your magic talent was outstanding, you’d have learned a Tier One magic after I finished reciting ’Summon Skeleton.’"

"You’re not joking with me, are you?" Zhao Yi looked at the Sage of Time, skeptical, "How could anyone learn a magic just by hearing it once?"

As soon as Zhao Yi finished speaking, he heard a voice similar in tone to the Sage of Time chanting an incantation.

Zhao Yi turned his head suddenly and saw the male protagonist standing against a black stone tablet, muttering an incantation incomprehensibly.

In front of him, a ghastly white skeletal frame emerged from the ground.

A Tier One magic, ’Summon Skeleton.’

After the protagonist finished chanting, he raised an eyebrow at Zhao Yi, feigning calmness, "So this is magic? Isn’t it easy to master? Is it that hard?"

The Sage of Time was so shocked by the male protagonist that he couldn’t even speak.

He had mentioned that someone could use magic after hearing him chant to bluff Zhao Yi, but he didn’t expect the protagonist to actually do it.

"Unbelievable, simply unbelievable!"

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes, seemingly unconsciously lifting his foot to step on the broken toe of the Golden Beamon.

The Golden Beamon was in such pain that he didn’t even care about his groin, reflexively pounding the ground with his fist.

The male protagonist happened to be under its fist.

Zhao Yi’s mouth curved into a smile, his arms folded, looking expectantly amused.

"Serves you right for showing off!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

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