Creak.
Flanders pushed the door open, and an ancient aura hit him.
This cultivation field was really huge. From the outside, it looked like it was only about 10,000 feet. But when he entered, he discovered that it was more than 1,000,000 feet.
There were many shelves inside, and they were beautifully decorated. There were no empty seats, and they were filled with all kinds of weapons and treasures.
It could be said that he had everything he needed.
Every treasure had a dazzling luster. Clearly, they were not ordinary items. If a knowledgeable person came here, they would definitely be so shocked that their eyes would pop out.
Because every treasure here carried the power of faith.
Although there wasn't much faith, they were genuine faith power.
Ever since the war a few hundred years ago, the power of faith had never been produced again. Hence, every wisp of power of faith was extremely precious and rare.
Even though there was only a tiny wisp of the power of faith on these treasures, it was enough to be called a miraculous item. Every single one of them was priceless and could only be chanced upon by luck.
To put it bluntly, the power of faith was enough to make even the Guardian God Heimdall and even the Master God, Zeus, jealous.
After all, the God Realm had no lack of such items.
But Flanders looked at them with distaste.
"This is it?!!"
"What's the point of arranging these things for me now? Do you want me to carry a training field to fight?"
"However, I finally have something to look at and something to show off."
"If this thing had appeared earlier, I would have given one to each of my students."
Flanders came to the innermost part of the cultivation field. He walked around and looked around. Finally, his eyes lit up. He took out a divine sword from a shelf!
The sword was about three feet long and about two fingers wide. There were some strange carvings on it that emitted a bright silver light.
Clearly, there was a lot of power of faith surrounding this divine sword.
"Space-time Sword??" When Flanders looked at the introduction on the shelf, he was stunned.
"It's actually this sword!"
"It's pretty useful, isn't it?"
Flanders looked it up and down, stroking it with his hand. Then he nodded, satisfied.
Then, he turned around, grabbed the space-time sword, and ran to the seaside to roast meat.
Little Alice had taught him how to roast meat.
At the same time, in the spirit world, on the Croatia continent.
Fajina Castle.
A cute girl in a white dress had a serious expression.
This young lady wasn't that tall, only about a meter or so. She was beautiful, sparkling and cute.
Her two cheeks were pink as if they were made by the heavens. She was like an exquisite porcelain doll.
"We can't continue like this."
The girl put down the showerhead in her hands and stared at the flowers in front of her with her big red eyes. She was extremely cautious.
In the beautiful moonlight, in the bright palace, starlight gathered and the moonlight flowed.
For hundreds of years, this place had been one of the most important continents in the Spirit Realm. Here lived one of the two great beauties of the Spirit Realm, Checia.
Countless magicians had spent their entire lives creating pictures of the beauty of this place.
However, if they could really see this place one day, they would eventually understand that this place could not be described with words.
The girl had always prided herself on living there.
But now, she was in no mood to appreciate all of this.
"This is incredible. Looks like something is going to happen."
The young girl was fiddling with the things in her hands, neither standing nor sitting. Her beautiful eyes were filled with vigilance.
She even felt a little frustrated.
Just now, what happened on the Tiamut Continent reached the girl's ears.
Prince Harry actually stopped the first step of the holy flame transmission mission.
Although it was unintentional, there was no doubt that his reputation and prestige had already been spread and countless people knew of his existence.
"Not good, not good. We must not let him make a name for himself first and let Teacher Flanders value him."
"Hmph." The girl snorted lightly.
The cute girl put down the things in her hands and paced around the room.
She pursed her lips and frowned.
She must not let Prince Harry walk ahead of her.
She must never let Prince Harry surpass her.
I should be the one closest to Teacher Flanders.
That's right, this girl in front of us was also a student from Ross Library.
Decades ago, the young girl sneaked out because she was playful. When she was playing at sea, she met an orc.
Without another word, the orc caught her and almost ate her.
Just as she was dying, it was the appearance of Teacher Flanders that enabled her to escape.
The girl had always believed that she was the person closest to Teacher Flanders.
No one could compare to them. No one could separate them.
In order to strengthen this relationship, the girl had a grander plan. She wanted to bring Sister Checia and Teacher Flanders together.
Before meeting Teacher Flanders, this girl had firmly believed that no one in the entire magic world was worthy of Sister Checia!
However, after meeting Teacher Flanders, she knew that her previous thoughts were wrong.
How could there be such a perfect existence in this magic world?
His figure was elegant, his temperament unparalleled, and he was knowledgeable.
Every single one of his actions was filled with unparalleled confidence and magnificence. Every word was filled with power and dignity.
With a wave of his hand, all the dao of heaven and earth would tremble and wail for him.
His style was unparalleled in this world. Who else could be worthy of such an invincible teacher besides Sister Cesia?
Could it be the underdeveloped Senior Angel?
She wants to crawl and fight for Teacher Flanders with me? Dream on.
Of course, if the little girl performed well, it was not impossible for her to be Sister Checia's younger sister after knowing her for so many years.
The unparalleled mysterious existence, Flanders, the devastatingly beautiful Sister Checia, was simply the most compatible couple when they were together.
If the three of them could stay in the library all the time, she and Sister Checia would be happy to see Flanders every day.
Also, they could spend as much time in the library as they wanted. They could read whatever they wanted and no one would fight with them for it. Wow, that was… a true life of enjoyment.
Thinking about her beautiful future, the girl grabbed her little notebook and started giggling.