Chapter 403: Still Shaking?
Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations
Tace held a cardboard box and stood in front of the company building in a daze. At this moment, a car flew past and a piece of paper flew over. It hit Taceâs face and he cried. How tragic! Why was he so unlucky!
Max leaned over his head and took a comfortable breath of Taceâs misfortune. These days were so comfortable! So having a host was different from not having one. After seventeen years in prison, he hadnât been able to find a host with a matching eight characters. Now he finally found the right one!
Max felt himself getting stronger and stronger. His ambitions swelled with him. Originally, he had only wanted to get close to Helena so that he would not be unlucky. But now that he was possessing the host, all the unlucky things were the hostâs. He could still absorb nutrients from the hostâs unlucky things to strengthen himself. Wasnât this much better than looking for Helena?!
Max only hoped that he was far away from Helena and Amelia now that he was out of prison. He didnât want to see them again!
Max sighed. âMy good days are finally coming!â
Walton residence.
Amelia sat on the sofa in the room and waved her small hands wildly. âHey!
After waving it for a while, Amelia said dejectedly, âMaster, why canât I form a glowing Eight Trigrams Compass?â All along, she could see Elmer take out a small booklet from time to time. Her master said that the booklet was a life book in the hands of an Infernal Judge. Although it was a thin book, when she opened it, it recorded the lives of all the people in the world and judged what they had done in their lives. Then, when she went to look for Max two days ago, she saw her master take out another Eight Trigrams Compass.
This compass was much more advanced than the iron plate made by Brother William. It glowed, was round, and slowly rotated like the moon⊠Not only could Master wave a booklet with a raise of his hand, but there was also a flashing eight trigram compass. Amelia looked at it eagerly. She wanted to learn it too⊠but after trying for two days, she could not produce it.
Elmer said without looking up, âPractice more. Iâve seen geniuses with the best aptitudeâŠâ Forget it, he shouldnât say this.
Elmer put away the brochure and came to Amelia. He reached out and shook her hand.
Amelia had been eating well at the Waltonsâ house during this period. Her small hands were as soft as lotus roots. Elmer found it interesting and squeezed her hand and shook it.
Amelia was puzzled. âDo we have to shake it like this?â
Elmer coughed. âYes, it needs to be shaken.â He grabbed Ameliaâs hand and drew a semicircle. Right on the heels of that, complicated runes appeared in the air. Soon, an eight trigram compass that flickered with light appeared.
âDid you learn it?â Elmer asked.
Amelia widened her eyes and saw that the compass in front of her was like a galaxy. It was very beautiful.
âAgain!â Amelia said excitedly.
Elmer stroked her head indulgently and held her wrist. He did it again. âRemember this time?â Then he paused and added, âIt doesnât matter if you donât. The runes are indeed complicatedâŠâ Then he saw Amelia quickly draw a circle. âShake it like this first, hey⊠then like thisâŠâ Her small hand paused in the air.
Amelia shouted, âMaster, look!â
A beautiful eight trigrams compass with a bow appeared in the air.
Elmerâs mouth twitched.
Seven stood on the table and mischievously pecked at Grandpa Turtleâs shell. Grandpa Turtle couldnât be bothered with it. The bored Seven turned his gaze to Amelia again and saw her hands flash, producing a compass that flickered like stars. It cooperated and shouted, âMia! Youâre my god!â
Elmer: ââŠâ He looked at the mini version of the cute eight trigram compass in Ameliaâs hand and lectured, âMia, this bow doesnât match your identity.â The mini King of Hell and the bow didnât match at all!
Ameliaâs eyes were sparkling as she looked at the Eight Trigrams Compass she had conjured. She said happily, âIt fits. Master, lookâŠâ She placed the Eight Trigrams Compass on her head. Her face was chubby, and her hair was tied into two small pigtails. In the middle was a palm-sized Soft Light Eight Trigrams Compass. The pink bow on the compass was crooked, making her look even cuter!
Helena exclaimed, âSo cute! Iâm so good at giving birth! Oh my god, my daughter is the cutest in the world!â
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