Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows. Long Fei’s words were thought-provoking.
Qin Qiong seemed to know what Long Fei was referring to.
“Head, you still remember our ancestors’ affairs?”
Long Fei said, “Of course. My ancestors are related to the ancestors of the current Emperor of the Longxuan Empire. However, they failed to compete for the throne back then. Winner takes all, and loser becomes thief. If it were not for the Vermilion Bird Family Head lending a helping hand to my ancestors to get out of the Longxuan Empire, how could they have the opportunity to build up the Blizzard Mercenary Group? Even though it was a long time ago, the Vermilion Bird Family is considered as our benefactor. Just standing on the sidelines while watching the descendant of our benefactor getting schemed against by our allies… I have honestly let my ancestors down.”
So exciting!
When Shen Yanxiao heard Long Fei’s words, she nearly fell from the beam.
She had found it strange previously. The surname Long was pretty rare. In the Longxuan Empire, only the direct descendants of the royal family could use it. Moreover, she had never heard anyone with that surname in the other countries. She did not expect Long Fei and Long Xueyao to have such a relationship with the Emperor of the Longxuan Empire.
Furthermore, her ancestors had actually saved their ancestors’ lives.
Shen Yanxiao honestly felt that coincidences in this world were too amazing.
Long Fei and Qin Qiong chatted for a while longer. The general consensus was that Long Fei believed that he was inflicted with a curse.
Qin Qiong was worried that Shen Yanxiao might not agree to undo the curse on Long Fei.
Qin Qiong also asked about why Long Fei was cursed back then.
Unfortunately, Long Fei would not mention a single word about that incident.
And so, Shen Yanxiao failed to hear more juicy stories.
Long Fei soon fell back asleep. Qin Qiong turned off the lights and sat by the bed to guard him. Shen Yanxiao slipped away without attracting Qin Qiong’s attention.
The so-called Thief God was someone who could come and go without a trace right under someone’s nose!
After obtaining the blueprint for the Thunder Artillery and hearing about the secret between Long Fei and the Longxuan Empire’s royal family, Shen Yanxiao felt that she had gained a lot tonight.
When the thief returned back to her room, Shen Yanxiao silently continued on with her training. After undoing the sixth seal, her training speed had increased by leaps and bounds. At the break of dawn, she managed to advance both her Archer and Warlock professions to the second class promotion!
A Second-Class Archer was called Magic Archer. As the name implies, a Magic Archer’s arrows were no longer a simple battle aura attack. Every arrow would contain traces of magic and most importantly, a Magic Archer could manipulate the direction of the arrow for a certain period of time.
This was practically as heaven-defying as telekinesis!
As for Second-Class Warlocks, they would experience a huge change, and they would be referred to as Summoners.
There was a huge gap between Summoners and Warlocks. Warlocks used curses as their main attacking method, but Summoners were completely different.
The magic in a Summoner’s body would undergo a huge change after the second class promotion. Using magic, they would draw a summoning array on the ground and drip their blood on it. Next, they would use their blood as a medium to summon phantom beasts from another world!
The strength of a phantom beast was comparable to a magical beast, but there was no limit to how much one could control.
A person could only sign one magical beast in their entire life. After they contracted a magical beast, they could never sign a second one.
But it was possible to have several phantom beasts!
As long as they were powerful, a Summoner could summon several phantom beasts to serve them. Of course, the quantity and quality were inversely proportional. The more phantom beasts they summoned, the weaker they would be. And vice versa.