Although the third night hadn't truly ended yet.
But the following battles were no longer a threat.
The ones that came were all normal evil spirits.
And very few of them.
The party continued.
To them, the occasional appearance of an evil spirit was also a form of entertainment.
Until one in the morning, the third night finally ended.
Nala Mirris, Chromia and Oakfield didn't go up.
Part of it was because they didn't know each other.
Also, they didn't appear during the danger.
Now they went to get to know them.
What was going on?
And they weren't even on the same level.
They might not be interested in getting to know them.
So after thinking about it, they decided to leave.
Compared to their power and professionalism, the three of them were more paranormal enthusiasts.
Not long after the three left.
Molan and Colan came.
As the two were about to go upstairs, Engelite suddenly came down.
"Molan, why did you bring him?" Engelite looked at Molan unhappily.
Molan shrugged, "We were nearby. I saw that the third night was over, there's no more danger anyway."
"Colan, go back now," Engelite ordered.
"Why? Isn't it already over? "Colan asked in a dissatisfied tone.
"What does it have to do with you?"
"I want to see Silan, I'm her brother, can't I?"
"Silan is safe, you don't need to worry, go home now."
"Why?"
Engelite didn't care about Colan's anger.
He didn't want Colan to come into contact with the Supernatural Organization.
More accurately, he didn't want Colan to join.
"There is no why," Engelite said with a cold and unquestionable tone.
Colan's eyes flashed, suddenly understanding his father's intentions.
"I know what you want," Colan said, "You just don't want me to join the Supernatural Organization, right?"
"Yes, trash like you will only be a burden to us if you join the Supernatural Organization."
"I don't care, I want to join," Colan said determinedly.
"Without my permission, you can't join."
"You can't stop me."
"No, I can stop you," Engelite said calmly, "Go back now, don't force me to do it."
"If you don't let me join the Supernatural Society, then I'll tell Mom your secret."
"If you tell your mother, she will stop you, but I won't be affected at all," Engelite said disapprovingly.
Even if his wife knew about it, so what?
At most, one more person would know about it.
But with Ai Mi's personality, she would definitely make the same choice as him.
"Your current power is not enough to join the Supernatural Organization. You might have a chance in the future, but if your mother finds out, you'll lose that chance forever."
Colan was angry and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.
His father's tyranny made him feel helpless.
"Only if you teach me magic." Colan chose to back down in the end.
However, he still made his request.
Since his current strength was not enough.
Then, he would train until he was strong enough.
If his strength could surpass his father's.
At that time, he would no longer have any reason to stop him.
"Sure," Engelite agreed readily.
Since his son had awakened his bloodline.
There was no need to stop him from learning magic.
Moreover, it wasn't a bad thing for Kelan to become stronger and have the ability to protect himself.
"Moore, send him back."
"I've done what you asked me to do. Do you still want me to pretend?"
"You didn't do what I asked you to do. You let him come here."
"Fine, fine." Moore's face was full of helplessness.
Disappointed, Colan turned to leave.
"Wait." Engelite suddenly stopped the two of them.
Colan's face lit up. "Dad, did you change your mind?"
"This is my magic book. Take it and read it."
Colan was disappointed again.
But with this magic book, he wasn't too disappointed.
On the way back, Colan kept flipping through the magic book.
"Soon, I'll surpass my dad."
"You're thinking too much. Engelite's super speed spell is very complicated. This is only basic meditation." Moore directly attacked Colan's confidence.
"Basic?" Colan's face fell again.
"This is to increase your magic power," Moore said. "With your current magic power, you probably can't last more than a few seconds if you go all out. You'll need at least half an hour to recover your magic power and stamina. So, you need more magic power to sustain your outburst."
"Fine."
At night, when they got home.
Kelan was reprimanded by his grandparents.
Because Colan brought Moore out to play for the entire night.
In their eyes, Moore was a good kid.
It was definitely Colan messing around.
They didn't know.
Actually, it was Moore and Colan messing around.
Of course, they were also happy that Moll and Colan were able to enjoy themselves.
But after everyone went to rest, Colan pulled Moore again.
He wanted Moore to explain the contents of the magic book to him.
…
"It's about time to rest," Chen Zhao said. "You guys should go rest too. The plane is at ten tomorrow morning. Don't oversleep."
"Okay, we'll play a bit more and then go to sleep," Litt Grove said.
"I really envy you young people's energy."
Everyone was speechless.
Young people?
You sound like you're much older than us.
Chen Zhao returned to his room early.
Of course, he didn't go to sleep.
Recently, he'd been too energetic.
He only needed to sleep once every few days.
But recently, he'd been studying elemental affinity and the world of consciousness.
But without anyone to guide him, this path was too difficult.
Even now, Chen Zhao still had no clue.
Walk a path that no one else had.
It was easy to say, but in reality, it was very difficult to do.
Even Chen Zhao had to be careful.
The effects of the Green Robe Manual could not be said to be non-existent, but the effects were already greatly reduced.
Chen Zhao felt that if he relied on the Qingyi Manual, he'd need a thousand years to break through.
It didn't feel good.
Chen Zhao felt that he had to create a method suitable for cultivating immortal power.
However, creating his own cultivation method was even more difficult for Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao mainly cultivated Daoist methods.
If he wanted to create a method, it had to be close to Daoism.
But his understanding of Daoism was probably not as good as Fali's.
Creating his own cultivation method was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
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