Bab 650: The Continent of Trade

A figure quietly sat cross-legged atop the parched mountain peak. His flushed crimson skin gradually reverted to normal as the terribly high temperature dropped.

Nine Nether landed, heaving a quiet sigh of relief as she took in the scene before her. A touch of surprise flitted across her eyes. Seeing what had happened, Mu Chen seemed to have succeeded.

Just as Nine Nether landed, Mu Chen's tightly shut eyes twitched before slowly opening. Purple flames flickered in his black eyes and emitted an unsettling aura.

Mu Chen lifted his head and glanced at Nine Nether. She stood beside him, her svelte legs looking even more shapely and slender from that angle.

He grinned and said in relief, "I succeeded."

As he spoke, he rose to his feet. The moment he moved, his clothes disintegrated into dust.

Nine Nether's face blushed crimson and her delicate ears flushed with heat as she glared at Mu Chen in shy embarrassment before hurriedly looking away.