I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 47 Master, you're not dead yet?

Zhang Lingyun's expression changed slightly, and his brows furrowed into a knot.

He thought he had done everything perfectly, but he never expected that Ding Shuangshuang had completely figured it out.

He was somewhat unsettled, but outwardly remained composed.

Judging from his expression, Ding Shuangshuang could guess the truth pretty accurately.

"Did you recently take on a job with the Necromancer School?" Ding Shuangshuang asked urgently.

How did you know?

Zhang Lingyun finally started to feel a little nervous.

"I've been keeping an eye on Huang Ku."

Ding Shuangshuang's tone carried a hint of weariness:

"That order was a trap he set. His goal was to capture you during the transaction, turn you into a puppet, and steal your magical abilities!"

Zhang Lingyun gasped.

He never expected that Huang Ku would be so cunning, setting up such a huge trap for him to fall into.

"Cancel the order now, there's still time!"

Ding Shuangshuang's voice carried a hint of urgency, and a desperate resolve—

She had to keep Zhang Lingyun alive in order to help her save her mother.

Xia Youran turned pale with fright and looked at Zhang Lingyun blankly, her eyes filled with dependence and unease.

Zhang Lingyun took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

He glanced down at his phone, his tone calm yet undeniably authoritative:

"It's probably too late; the transaction is already underway."

Ding Shuangshuang's eyes widened in panic, and she asked urgently:

"You sent an agent? If he gets caught by Huang Ku, he'll definitely betray you!"

Zhang Lingyun gently shook his head:

"I didn't send an agent, I sent a [spirit messenger]."

Ding Shuangshuang shook her head repeatedly, her face full of worry:

"No! The [Spirit Realm Messenger] is at most a third-ring cultivator; Huang Ku will definitely catch it. Then, Huang Ku will follow the clues to find you!"

Zhang Lingyun remained silent for a moment.

The terrifying image of Miss Nine-Headed Bird flashed through my mind.

The tension I felt earlier instantly subsided.

Although the [Spirit Realm Messenger] is marked as a third-ringed being, Miss Nine-Headed Bird's strength is probably greater than that of everyone he knows.

Huang Ku has absolutely no chance of winning her over.

He looked up at Ding Shuangshuang, and began to make plans in his mind:

Currently, it seems that his identity has only been revealed to Ding Shuangshuang.

So what should we do now?

Can we kill her here and eliminate this threat forever?

Ding Shuangshuang was also keeping a close eye on Zhang Lingyun.

Watching the changes in his expression, from calm to contemplation, and finally a hint of murderous intent flash across his face.

Her heart tightened instantly, and she drew her gun without hesitation.

Xia Youran instinctively stood up and stepped in front of Zhang Lingyun.

Ding Shuangshuang looked at Xia Youran and was speechless for a moment.

My mind was filled with doubts:

What special skills does this man have?

That's what made this girl willingly take a bullet for him.

Zhang Lingyun instantly pulled out the [Lightning Arrow] card and began to pour an excessive amount of magic power into it.

The atmosphere in the private room instantly became extremely tense.

***

the other side.

Green Island University, Necromancy Laboratory.

The time jumped to exactly 8 p.m.

The agreed-upon time for the transaction has arrived.

Huang Ku sat in the laboratory, his dim, yellow eyes darting around.

He carefully checked the traps he had set up again.

Beneath the laboratory floor, a confinement array was drawn.

In the corner, a ghost beast lay crouching.

Hidden within the paintings on the wall is a soul-devouring nightmare.

Even the teaching skeletons on the edge were undead creatures he summoned.

Now all he has to do is wait quietly for the mysterious person to appear.

It was exactly 8 o'clock.

Suddenly, a ghostly green spatial rift appeared in the center of the laboratory.

Huang Ku was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening:

It turns out they used the [Spirit Messenger].

But he immediately laughed again, thinking to himself:

This kid has a little bit of cleverness, but only a tiny bit.

Although the Spirit Messenger can make transactions on his behalf.

But once he catches you, he can still use magic to track you back to the mysterious person.

Seeing the spatial rift widen, Huang Ku immediately took out a magic card and released several pitch-black ghost claws.

Just as those ghostly claws were about to seize the messenger inside.

But then he suddenly saw something astonishing.

A string of beautiful women's heads emerged from the crack first.

One of the heads blinked, completely dispelling the ghostly claws.

The next second.

Miss Nine-Headed Bird completely stepped out of the spatial rift.

Huang Ku immediately realized that something was not right.

The appearance of this spirit creature before me is completely unlike that of a third-ring [Spirit Messenger].

But with the arrow already on the bowstring, he had no choice but to release it.

He subconsciously activated the confinement array.

Within the magic circle, chains made of bone extended out.

It rustled and wrapped around Miss Nine-Headed Bird's limbs.

But as soon as the chains approached her body, they were instantly shattered by a powerful magical force.

Immediately afterwards, Ghost Beast and Nightmare rushed out together.

The eight heads in Miss Nine-Headed Bird's hands each chanted a spell in a different language.

All the monsters shattered into ashes in an instant.

Only the skeleton in the corner remains.

It stood still, motionless.

The jawbone trembled slightly as it was used as a real teaching tool.

He silently prayed that the monster in front of him hadn't recognized him.

Less than three seconds.

Miss Nine-Headed Bird shattered all the traps.

Then, nine pairs of angry eyes glared at Huang Ku.

Huang Ku felt a sudden weakness in his legs, and his heart felt like it was about to stop beating.

He is completely bewildered now.

I don't understand why a messenger from the third ring would be such a monster.

The next second.

The head of a Chinese beauty with black hair suddenly spoke:

"Huang Ku, so it was you, you good-for-nothing."

Huang Ku steadied himself and looked at the beautiful woman's head, his dim yellow eyes widening even more.

He could no longer hold on and collapsed to his knees with a thud. "How is this possible?"

"It's my turn to trade with him," said the Chinese-style female head.

The blond head nodded and automatically moved aside to make way for his neck.

The head of a Chinese-style beauty floated, resting on her neck.

She twisted her reattached neck and gave Huang Ku a cold snort:

"Useless thing, do you still recognize your master?"

"Master? You're not dead yet?"

Huang Ku asked in shock, his voice trembling.

"You think you can kill your master? Not so easy."

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Chinese-style beautiful woman's head.

"Sooner or later I will return to the world and send all those who framed me to hell."

That aura was so intimidating that Huang Ku trembled incessantly, not daring to even lift his head.

"Huang Ku, you useless thing."

The Chinese-style beautiful woman's head continued to berate:

"Still resorting to opportunism? Don't they know what fair trade means?"

Huang Ku shivered and whispered his defense:

"I'm doing this to study magic."

The Chinese-style beauty spat at him with her head:

"You piece of trash, what could you possibly have researched? You just stole my research results after my death, didn't you?"