Chapter 345: The Rank Ninety-Ninth Killer

Shuangshuang didn't care about the expressions of the two people at all. She turned her head and said to Gao Haisheng, "Doctor Gao, I leave my grandfather's illness to you.""Rest assured, I will defin...Ye Bufan nodded, took out a pill and threw it to Christina, "This is the Witch Spirit Pill I refined for you. It can help you reach the level of a Witch King."

"Thank you, master!"

Tristina's face was full of surprise. She had struggled here for over three years, all for the sake of being promoted to the position of Warlock King. Now, she could finally realize her long-cherished wish.

Seeing her obtain the pills, Ge Wencong and the others' eyes were filled with longing.

Ye Bufan took out a few more pills and distributed one to each of them. "These are Xuanli Pills. After taking them, your cultivation level will at least be raised by one level."

"Thank you, master."

Ge Wen Gong and several others together voiced their thanks, happily taking the pills.

With Ye Bufan's astounding display of power, they had no doubt about the efficacy of the pills.

Yè Bùfán said: "Alright, you guys go into the cave to meditate. I'll protect you."

These people will all be his most loyal followers in the future, and the higher their cultivation level, the better.

Christina and Gwen, along with others, excitedly ran into the cave to begin their retreat for cultivation.

After about two hours, they walked out of the cave one by one, each with an excited expression on their faces.

Especially Christina and Ge Wencong exuded powerful auras, clearly having ascended to the realms of Witch King and Spellmaster.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "You all look like you've made good progress in your closed-door training!"

"Thank you, master, for making this possible!"

Everyone knelt down together, bowing their heads to Ye Bufan in gratitude. Each of their faces was filled with expressions of thanks.

Especially Ge Wengong, the old man was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. Originally, at his age, he had only barely reached the realm of a spellcaster.

He thought he would never be able to reach the level of a master mage, but today his master helped him achieve this dream.

Christina is the same, the practice of witchcraft becomes more and more difficult as it goes on. It's rare for a great wizard to become a King Wizard, and that's exactly why the position of King Wizard is so prestigious.

It is said that the seven-leaf ink lotus can help a great wizard advance to the rank of a witch king, but whether this can be achieved remains to be seen.

But the master's pill made it all a reality, truly and actually becoming a Wuzhang.

"Get up." Ye Bufan waved his hand, an invisible force lifted everyone, "Let me see how strong you are."

Ge Wengong excitedly said, "I'll go first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of thick icicles appeared in mid-air.

Before he used this tactic, he had to prepare in advance, forming seals and chanting incantations. Although he was fast, it still took some time.

But now it's different, Void Seal, controlling Heaven and Earth, this is the advantage of a Master of Spellcasting.

"Get out of here!"

He let out a roar, and the ice spears shot toward the nearby cliff wall like lightning. They plunged into the rock as if they were steel javelins, all in a row, demonstrating their immense power.

"Good job!"

Ye Bufan nodded slightly, "The technique is still a bit rough. You need to practice more in the future."

"Roger that, master!"

Delighted by Ye Bufan's praise, Ge Wengong's wrinkled face broke into a beaming smile.

It's my turn.

Christina finished speaking, and her mind moved. A black qi shot out from her palm, its speed more than doubling compared to before.

Most importantly, after these black qi emerged, they no longer remained shapeless mist, but instantly transformed into a black ferocious tiger.

This mighty tiger is lifelike, roaring its head off. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you would think it was a real tiger from the mountains, not just mist.

"To materialize the intangible," this is a distinctive hallmark of the Witch King's realm. After her magical power transforms into tangible forms, her attacking ability increases by dozens of times.

Driven by Christina, the black tiger pounced again ferociously at the rock face.

"Boom!"

After a earth-shattering boom, the already battered and broken cliff face, ravaged by ice spears, instantly turned into dust.

"Not bad!"

Ye Bufan nodded again, extremely satisfied with the strength of his two servants.

If he's fighting Christina and Gwen right now, he'd have to work hard to win.

Here, everything is over. Ge Wencong took Fu Zhaozhe and the others back to China directly, while Ye Bufan took Christina back to the Zumar tribe.

In a small tavern in the Zumar tribe, a lean Oriental man ate and drank meat while chatting with the innkeeper about the new high priest.

After finishing his meal and drink, he pulled out a hundred yuan bill and tossed it to the waiter, then turned and left the restaurant.

He found a secluded spot and pulled out his phone to dial a number.

"Dear Employer, you have the wrong information about my situation. The assassination target is not an ordinary person, but the high priest of the Zama tribe."

"What Are you sure you're not mistaken"

On the other end of the line, Gambos was stunned. He never expected that in just a few days, Ye Bufan would become the great shaman of the Zuma tribe.

Before that, he had hired the Dragons Mercenaries, but after the assassins were sent out, there was no movement. So he hired this expert who ranked 99th on the assassin list again.

This person is incredibly strong, otherwise they wouldn't be ranked within the top 100 of the assassin list. They are most skilled in swordsmanship, using it to a breathtaking degree. The outside world calls their style "Mad Sword."

Kuang Dao said: “That’s right, I’ve figured out the situation. Those from the Menglong mercenary group were killed by the people of the Zuma tribe.”

"This..." Okampo said, "Although the situation has changed somewhat, with your strength, killing him shouldn't be a problem, should it"

"Killing him is fine, but the price needs to change," Mad Knife said. "Ye Bufan isn't an ordinary person; it would take at least 30 million US dollars to assassinate him."

"This... isn't your price a bit too high"

Although Okamoto is wealthy, he still winces at this price. After all, the previous price was only 3 million dollars, now it has increased tenfold.

"Sir, the price for assassination definitely varies depending on the target," said Kuang Dao in an orderly manner.

You said before that this kid was just an ordinary Chinese businessman, and I could take him out for 3 million. But now it's different, he's the high priest of the entire Zuma tribe.

Firstly, this identity represents that he has enough strength. Secondly, the high priest's status here is lofty. Once I kill him, I will immediately face the wrath of the entire tribe. The Dragon mercenary group died just like that.

So, 30 million yuan is not a lot to ask from you.

"Okay, I'll do it," Gamba gritted his teeth and finally said, "I'll transfer the deposit to your account right away."

"Well, sir, just wait for my good news."

After Kuang Dao finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned toward the heart of the Zuma Tribe.

Inside the little courtyard where the great sorcerer lived, Alice was sitting at the bedside of Dao Nü. "Little sister from China," she said, "I have to tell you, your condition can't be delayed any longer. You absolutely need surgery right away."

"Dao Nvzi shook her head. 'Alice, President, thank you, but my illness really doesn't need your treatment. I only believe in Doctor Ye alone.'"

She was very clear about her condition. If a Western doctor were to reconnect the severed tendons and ligaments, while she would be able to move again, she would be a cripple for the rest of her life.

No more cultivation, no more reaching the heights of before.calculating how to torture the other party and get revenge.Kong Qingyang and the other person were fellow disciples, cooperating seamlessly one after the other.In their eyes, with the two of them work...