The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic
Chapter 439

Page 439

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So the most reasonable explanation was still weak points in the barrier. With a little strength and an expert escort, anyone could pass through safely. And judging by how often people from the Kabu Continent appeared on the Raila Continent, there had to be stable, relatively safe passages.

But time was running short. Little White had no way to search for every possible weak point in the barrier, and after so many years, those weak points could have shifted. It could only rely on Big Black Fish to lead the way and check which ones they could pass through.

Although Little White could sense through the contract that Ye Chuqi was safe for now, it could not calm down at all. The situation on the Kabu Continent might be far more complicated than Ye Chuqi imagined. Her spiritual power, in particular—if it were exposed, the consequences could be unthinkable.

The Lu Family's pursuit of spiritual power had long since become an obsession bordering on madness. Thousands of years had done nothing to diminish it. If anything, the various legends had made them even more fanatical.

Little White bared its teeth, its little claws unconsciously tightening. Big Black Fish stopped abruptly and let out a puzzled gurgle. There was nothing he could do. Despite his formidable physical defenses, even he could not withstand Little White's claws. He felt as though it was about to scratch his scales right off. If it really did, that would hurt quite a bit.

When Big Black Fish finally brought Little White to a weak point in the barrier that he remembered, they found someone who should not have been there.

Or rather, a puppet.

A Puppet Person more exquisite, magnificent, and resplendent than any real human, Kroya Barton gazed with a smile at Big Black

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