After a long while.
Or perhaps only a moment later.
Zheng Qing heard a faint rustling by his ear and caught a whiff of something scorched.
Following the sound, he saw Xiao Xiao's Quill Pen scraping hard against the black cauldron. Its emerald-green feather had been singed yellow and curled by the scorching ceramic wall.
"This pen was damaged in the line of duty. I'll get Hu Wu to reimburse it." Noticing Zheng Qing's gaze, the You Zui Hunting Team's diviner adjusted his glasses, switching naturally between two unrelated topics. "...For now, both sides are still keeping to the agreement. We can consider fishing that bean out."
"That really is good news." The young publicly funded student muttered under his breath, put away his slightly overheated rune gun, then loaded the Exorcism Blood Talisman bullet he had removed earlier back into it.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the thin tube reconnected the passage between the talisman bullet and the "bomb." Boiling magic power roared once more, surging through that slender tube and into the bullet.
Zheng Qing let out a soft breath and looked worriedly at the rune gun in his hand.
Who knows how much longer this talisman bullet can hold out.
He certainly did not want the first thing he did upon returning to school to be firing at that golden Guardian Array—he would definitely be thrown out through the school gates.
Jiang Yu, meanwhile, warily glanced at the silent house and the silent mountain behind it, unease creeping into her voice. "Is it really all right for us to stay here... I mean, that shot..."
She gave Zheng Qing a meaningful glance.
The young publicly funded student cleared his throat, feeling that some explanation was necessary.
"That shot just now was, well, rather hasty." After considering his