And the money being printed was the most universal currency.
"A genius rarely seen in ten thousand years... no, it's as if she was born for magic."
The Ancient One felt a desire to nurture such talent.
She looked at the blonde girl with no hostility in her eyes.
If she could kidnap such a seedling... ah no, bring her back to Kamar-Taj and give her a little guidance,
her future achievements would definitely be limitless.
The Ancient One was watching intently and wanted to get a bit closer to observe the girl carefully.
Just then—
Suddenly, a pink figure floated over.
The two flight paths gradually overlapped in the middle of the living room... "Thud!"
A dull sound of impact.
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"Ouch?!"
Perona let out a cry of pain, spinning in the air while clutching her forehead.
She looked up in surprise, meeting the eyes of the equally bewildered Ancient One, who was rubbing her bald head.
Their eyes met.
The air suddenly went still... the Ancient One was stunned.
Something wasn't right... she was currently in a state of Astral Projection.
People on the physical plane shouldn't be able to see her, let alone touch her, unless... the other party was also a spirit?
Perona was also dumbfounded, floating in mid-air while clutching her forehead.
How could this bald woman hit me?
"..."
"Bald woman?"
Sumire reacted quickly.
Because of her shared vision with Perona, although Sumire couldn't see the Ancient One's astral form with her naked eye, in Perona's field of vision, that figure in yellow robes with an ethereal temperament allowed her to instantly guess who this so-called bald woman was.
Cold sweat instantly soaked her back!
"Holy... crap..."
Sumire practically bounced off the sofa, standing in solemn respect!
The Ancient One?!
The Sorcerer Supreme?!
Setting aside the Celestials and those conceptual existences, she was one of the strongest combatants in the current Marvel Universe, even on the same level as the actual top-tier deities like Odin, Zeus, and the Jade Emperor—the so-called Father-level powerhouses.
It was no exaggeration to say that as long as she was alive, Thanos without the Infinity Stones wouldn't dare set foot on Earth.
According to Sumire's current combat power, if she became an enemy... she would be insta-killed... Although Reze, as a Weapon Human, was almost immune to death, she could still be sealed!
Even Perona had nowhere to run; after all, she was only immune to physical damage, while the Ancient One was one of the strongest magical combatants.
When did she arrive?
What did she see?
What was she here for?
Could it be because I, an unregistered entity, have been too high-profile that the Ancient One finally decided to personally clean house?!
And Perona actually bumped into her big bald head and even caused a lump?!
It's over, it's over, I'm really going to be pulverized this time!
Sumire never imagined she would suddenly be targeted by this big boss.
At this moment, she felt like a student caught eating snacks in class, only to look up and find the teacher's face pressed against the window.
Weak, pitiful, and helpless, she was almost scared out of her wits... Although Reze couldn't see the Ancient One, she felt Sumire's overflowing fear.
Her eyes turned sharp, and without any hesitation, her right hand quietly reached for the pull ring on her neck.
Seeing the misunderstanding about to escalate,
the Ancient One let out a soft sigh in mid-air.
Since she had been discovered—and in such an embarrassing way—it would be impolite to keep hiding.
Whoosh.
Her soul returned to her main body.
The next second, the space in the center of the living room began to distort.
In the room that originally held only Sumire, Reze, Lux, and Perona, a golden spark portal opened out of thin air.
The Ancient One, with her hands behind her back, wearing simple yellow monk robes and a smile that was hard to read, stepped out of the portal and stood firmly before everyone.
Sumire's brain worked frantically, thinking of how to talk her way out... no, how to explain.
Reze narrowed her eyes, her finger hooked on the pull ring, her body tense like a drawn bow, like a protective kitten with its fur standing on end.
Perona floated back to her main body and came to Sumire's side, rubbing her head while whispering,
"It hurts... this woman isn't cute at all... is this bald head made of iron?"
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Sumire: "..."
The Ancient One was also stunned to hear this; in all her long life, this was the first time she had heard someone use "not cute at all" to describe her.
"Mmph mmph mmph!" Sumire was quick, pulling the newly materialized Perona into her arms and firmly covering her mouth, fearing this little ancestor would blurt out more outrageous words and anger the big boss.
"Don't be nervous, child."
The Ancient One's gentle voice sounded. She first glanced at the wary Reze, her gaze lingering on the pull ring, and shook her head slightly: "And please ask your friend to put her hand down. That thing is very dangerous, and I don't want this building to become a ruin."
As expected... the Ancient One had been watching them for a long time...
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