Chapter 1453 - 1454: Twilight of the Gods
Yang Fei carefully put the dagger away.
Mi Xuan handed him a soft leather sheath and said, "This is made from millennium locust silk, said to nourish the force of death, perfect for this dagger."
As she spoke, Mi Xuan's eyes flowed and she looked at Yang Fei.
"Afei, why don't you give this dagger a name?"
Yang Fei nodded and murmured.
"This dagger carries the power of the Underworld. I will use it to eradicate the Alliance of Gods and avenge my fallen comrades. Let's call it Twilight of the Gods."
Mi Xuan was momentarily stunned: "Twilight of the Gods? Great name, but I wonder if this thing has the power to restrain a Divine Crystal?"
Yang Fei shook his head: "I don't know. Regardless, I must avenge the Evil Dragon. Thank you, Mi Xuan."
Mi Xuan lowered her eyes, her eyes slightly reddened.
"The Evil Dragon died protecting me and my grandfather, so I too have a part in this vengeance."
Yang Fei was deeply moved, returned Twilight of the Gods to the dagger, and softly kissed her on the forehead.
"Don't worry, none of them will escape, especially that Zeus, I won't let him off."
Mi Xuan said softly, "Actually, back when the Alliance of Gods hunted me and my grandfather, on the surface it was for TML alloy, but ultimately, it was because of the Mithril Ore."
"I think the death force contained within the Mithril Ore must be able to restrain their Divine Crystals. Otherwise, there's no reason for them to target me and my grandfather."
Yang Fei gripped Twilight of the Gods tightly and sneered.
"If that's truly the case, then this dagger will send them to hell."
After chatting for a while, Mi Xuan, knowing that Mi Duo was a clever spirit, feared she might find out something, so she made the excuse of continuing her experiment to make Yang Fei leave the lab.
Outside the lab, Mi Xuan gazed dimly at Yang Fei walking through the corridor into the October sunlight, couldn't help but clasp her hands and murmuringly prayed for Yang Fei.
"Afei, may you soon have your revenge and return to me. I will always love you."
The warm yellow sunlight streamed through the glass window, shining on Mi Xuan.
This made the praying girl seem as if draped in a golden holy cloak, both beautiful and sacred.
What Mi Xuan didn't know was that behind her, Mi Duo was also gazing dimly at Yang Fei's departing figure with a very strange expression.
"Hmph, you stinking fellow, I'm as pretty as my sister, yet you won't even talk to me..."
Jealousy flickered across Mi Duo's face.
This slightly twisted her jade snow cute face, making her look like a cursed doll, both cute and a bit frightening, chillingly eerie.
Mi Xuan sighed softly and turned her head, suddenly catching sight of her sister, giving her a fright.
"Duo'er, what's wrong with you? Your face looks so scary."
Mi Duo was taken aback, instinctively touched her face, somewhat flustered.
"Really? I'm fine."
Mi Xuan sighed, came over, and helped her sister adjust her dress.
"If you're tired, go rest a bit. If you're in a bad mood, go shopping, after all, money isn't an issue for our sisters."
Mi Duo giggled, pretending to be worshipful.
"Yes, just the patent fees from our new building materials partnership with Yalai International would probably be over a billion, big sister, I really admire you."
As she spoke, she affectionately hugged Mi Xuan's shoulder, her left hand naturally pressing on Mi Xuan's prominent area.
Mi Xuan was startled and pushed her sister away with force: "What's wrong with you, pressing randomly like that?"
Mi Duo grinned mischievously at Mi Xuan.
"I know why brother-in-law likes you, big sister you're so well endowed, so big and round."
"Alas, my poor little buns, who knows when they'll grow bigger."
In fact, this area of Mi Duo's wasn't any smaller than Mi Xuan's, but she instinctively felt her sister's was much larger.
Mi Xuan looked at her self-absorbed manner, half-annoyed, half-amused, and rolled her eyes at Mi Duo.
"What are you, a child, messing around all day? If you keep this up, I'll get angry."
Mi Duo's eyes were somewhat dazed.
She sighed softly: "Sis, have you ever thought, you're only two minutes and thirty-seven seconds older than me?"
"But in your heart, I'm forever the little sister who needs protection and care."
As she spoke, she gently exhaled, seemingly trying to release some emotion from her heart.
"Sometimes I wonder, what if I had been born two minutes and thirty-seven seconds earlier? Would our fate be different?"
Mi Xuan looked at Mi Duo in confusion: "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm the elder sister, you're the younger sister, that's just destiny, I think you're really too idle."
Mi Duo sighed again, her eyes dreamily fixed on the distance, then suddenly smiled.
"You're right, I'm really too idle, I've decided to apprentice under brother-in-law, let him teach me Martial Arts."
"Armed Storm is powerful, but after all, it's just an external tool. In a truly critical moment, you have to rely on your own strength."
Mi Xuan looked at Mi Duo in surprise.
"You plan to learn Martial Arts? Didn't you hate it before?"
Mi Duo recalled the time in the shabby, dirty hotel in Yihabadun City, when she was nearly sold by traffickers, and bit her lip.
"No way, I'll never rely on Armed Storm again, I want to strengthen myself, master real power, I want to learn Martial Arts from Yang Fei, start from scratch."
Mi Xuan looked at her sister in shock.
In her impression, her sister was always one to indulge in comfort and laziness.
To cultivate Martial Arts, defying the heavens, is such a dirty and tiring task, she wouldn't have even considered doing it before.
Mi Xuan stared blankly at Mi Duo, unable to stop making random guesses.
"Duo'er, what kind of blow have you suffered? Tell me, I'll help you find a solution."
Mi Duo, annoyed, rolled her eyes at Mi Xuan.
"I just feel I'm too weak, just want to strengthen myself, don't worry, dear sister, I'm fine."
Mi Xuan relaxed, smiled slightly.
"That's good, if you like it then go ahead, I'm taking students to do experiments this afternoon, so I won't mind you."
Mi Duo gazed deeply at Mi Xuan: "Sister, do you really want me to learn Martial Arts from Yang Fei?"
Mi Xuan chuckled, gently stroked her hair.
"Of course, I'm happy for you to learn skills, sister."
She said, patting Mi Duo's cute cheek, and turned back into the lab.
Just as Mi Xuan closed the lab, Mi Duo's smile vanished, her expression changed, seeming to hesitate over something.
Finally, Mi Duo bit her lip, murmuring: "Sister, don't blame me, because I also like this man."
She turned around, her little leather boots clacking heavily on the floor.
Sunlight shone on Mi Duo's body, leaving a slanted shadow behind her, seeming a bit chilly.
After leaving Mi Xuan, Yang Fei called Liu Chan.
Yang Fei had always kept Liu Chan in mind.
This talented female disciple was not only smart and adorable, but also very diligent and hardworking.
What worried Yang Fei most was the sword-shaped mark on her back, who knows what it's like now?