YM778.TV Chapter 335: Total Defeat
The Tablema stepped forward unexpectedly, and Qiao Sang reflexively glanced in its direction.
As soon as she caught sight of its glowing purple eyes, she realized something was wrong and tried to turn away quickly.
But it was too late.
\'This is it. It\'s over. That villainous uncle is finally being serious…\'
Qiao Sang\'s eyelids grew heavy, her head spun, and an overwhelming drowsiness washed over her.
Her vision blurred.
Before she collapsed, she hazily looked toward the transparent containment device holding the Luckbringer. She thought bitterly, They say seeing the Luckbringer brings good luck, so why has my luck been so bad? What’s going to happen next? Will I even make it to tomorrow’s competition…?
---Simultaneously, the Stronghold Sky Owl dove from the sky with a thunderous sound, its speed tearing through the air.
Although it used only a mid-tier skill, Brave Bird Strike, a General-level beast using the same skill as a mid-tier beast created a gap as vast as a chasm.
Yabao had faced this skill from other pet beasts before, but this time, the intensity was entirely different.
The Stronghold Sky Owl\'s velocity made even the faint motion of the Tablema swinging its silver pocket watch appear agonizingly slow in comparison.
In the blink of an eye, Yabao looked up and saw the incoming attack. The next moment, the Stronghold Sky Owl\'s strike landed.
Bang!!!
Before he could react, Yabao was sent flying like a billiard ball, crashing into a tree ten meters away. The tree shook violently, its branches swaying as countless leaves rained down.
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"Xun..."
In midair, Little Treasure’s eyes were glued to the pocket watch, his lids growing heavier.
During the time Yabao was sent crashing into the tree, Little Treasure tipped backward, snoring as he fell from the sky.
Total defeat.
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“Yun! Yun!”
Inside the transparent containment device, the Luckbringer furiously pounded its hooves against the walls, its cries sharp with anger.
Yet no one seemed to notice its outburst. Its sharp voice echoed into emptiness, as though it didn’t exist at all.
Each time it cried out, an unseen wave of energy radiated from within the device, dispersing in three directions toward Qiao Sang, Yabao, and Little Treasure.
The air trembled momentarily. When the sound waves settled, the stillness returned.
Everyone knew the Luckbringer could bring good fortune, but no one truly understood how it worked.
Not everyone who saw the Luckbringer automatically received luck.
Zhang Rongtang, the villainous uncle, recalled vividly how much effort he’d spent trying to channel its power toward himself.
He had stayed in this small, rundown town for over two years, catering to a teenage boy’s every whim... Zhang Rongtang glanced at Wu Chang, who was trembling with unease, his expression complicated.
To be honest, after all that time together, it wasn’t as though he felt nothing. But such feelings were trivial compared to the allure of contracting the Luckbringer.
With a kind yet calculating smile, Zhang Rongtang said, "Wu Chang, hand over the Luckbringer."
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Wu Chang clutched the containment device tightly, understanding exactly what Zhang Rongtang wanted. Yet, he still clung to a sliver of hope as he pleaded:
“Uncle Zhang, can’t you let it go? Luckbringer doesn’t want to live in human society. It’s only stayed here this long because it’s trying to go home.”
“I know.” Zhang Rongtang replied calmly.
“Nine years ago, a rift to a secret realm opened here. It must have come through that rift.
“But Wu Chang, you have to understand. No one can resist the temptation of contracting a Luckbringer. Not you, and certainly not me. The only reason you haven’t forced it is because you lack the ability to do so.”
“The rift hasn’t reopened after nine years. It’s time for it to give up.”
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“Yun! Yun! Yun!"
The Luckbringer bared its teeth in rage, its body trembling.
Though its expressions were invisible and no pet beast was there to translate, its intent was clear to everyone. It was cursing viciously.
Wu Chang stared at the man who had acted like a father figure for over two years, realizing now that nothing he said could change the outcome.
This wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision, it had been meticulously planned.
Wu Chang stood motionless for a long time.
Just as Zhang Rongtang thought he would stay silent, Wu Chang suddenly asked, “Why were you so kind to me?”
Zhang Rongtang answered honestly, “Because I realized that’s the only way to occasionally draw the Luckbringer’s luck to me.”
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Wu Chang’s mind reeled as he pieced together every moment of their time together.
The happiness he once felt now twisted into sharp, searing pain.
He stood like a statue, his body stiff, his trembling ceased. It was all a lie…
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“Old Owl.” Zhang Rongtang commanded.
Understanding its master’s intent, the Stronghold Sky Owl dove with its beak aimed at the containment device, ready to snatch it from Wu Chang.
Wu Chang lowered his head, his hair covering his eyes, as if he had resigned himself to everything.
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“Yun!”
The Luckbringer shrieked furiously, declaring that even its body would not be taken.
It would rather die than be contracted.
Its eyes glowed blue, its energy surging as it prepared for one final act of defiance.
Just as the Stronghold Sky Owl was about to snatch the device, a blinding red light flashed through the air, slamming into the bird and sending it flying.