The pocket watch had been a birthday gift from the gentleman when Zheng Qing was twelve.
During last winter's hunt, the gentleman had turned the hands of this pocket watch, reversing time and saving Su Shijun's tail. Later, on the Pedestrian Street in Beta Town North District, the gentleman's projection had also used this pocket watch to restore the half of the street Zheng Qing had destroyed.
Until today.
On the Black Prison Battlefield.
A little earlier.
When the "Forbidden Spell Sapling" in Zheng Qing's sea of consciousness had crazily sprouted and grown, in order to contain the continuously overflowing power of the Forbidden Curse, the young government-funded student had channeled that Magic Power into Blood Talisman Bombs, his spellbook, and the pocket watch.
After Fukatsu Ryoko took away his specially made talisman gun, the Blood Talisman Bombs became far less useful. Although Jiang Yu later supplied him with two backup talisman guns, their bodies had not been reinforced. Zheng Qing worried that firing them carelessly would cause them to explode, so he had not dared use those Blood Talisman Bombs freely.
The Magic Power channeled into his spellbook had also merged into that Slender Red Heavenly Pillar after Zheng Qing "pulled the trigger," together crushing the walls and Guardian Formation of the Black Prison's inner fort.
Now, only this pocket watch still brimmed with immense magical power that the boy could squander without fear of accidentally harming anyone.
Professor Yao still stood at the edge of the wall, his eyes closed in silence, Qi Mechanism surging around his entire body.
At his ears, the low-voiced argument among the several deans remained fierce. No one could convince anyone else, yet no one had the courage to abandon everything and gamble everything by charging into the center of the struggle between