Chapter 390: The Revenge of the Western Eight Nations

A brand-new power had awakened.

A power belonging solely to Beast Tamers.

Telekinesis!

The manifestation of spiritual energy made solid.

Qin Bei's gaze turned to a cup on the tea table.

His mind shifted slightly.

His eyes stared fixedly at the cup.

The cup began to tremble.

Then it floated into the air.

Drifting toward Qin Bei.

A flash of wild joy passed through Qin Bei's eyes.

As expected... he possessed telekinesis.

Looking at the cup before his eyes.

Qin Bei immediately rose, lost in thought.

Telekinesis... it seems it can be mixed with other powers!

Suddenly.

The cup directly before Qin Bei cracked open.

Through the fissures, black-red power could be seen destroying the cup from within.

Qin Bei narrowed his eyes.

Telekinesis can combine with the power of malice!

Qin Bei extended his palm.

Malicious energy gathered in his palm into a sphere.

Then a vase suddenly floated from the counter to before Qin Bei.

Qin Bei threw it, hurling the sphere of malicious energy in his hand straight at the vase.

Boom! An explosion.

The vase cracked open directly in mid-air.

Shards floated in the air.

Qin Bei nodded slightly.

The power looks quite good.

Controlling these shards.

He threw them into the trash can.

Qin Bei also let out a sigh of relief.

The power is good.

But it consumes too much mental energy.

In the future, telekinesis will consume mental energy, while transforming into a Knight to fight will consume physical stamina.

His entire being has been arranged perfectly.

But the problem isn't big.

Knock, knock, knock!

Just as Qin Bei was thinking about the future.

A knock on the door suddenly came.

A thought moved.

The room's door opened naturally.

Standing outside the door was none other than Jiang Bufan.

"Uncle Jiang! You're here so early."

Qin Bei smiled slightly.

But Jiang Bufan's mouth gaped open directly.

He looked at Qin Bei's position.

Then looked at the distance to the door.

He glanced around, seeing no Beast.

"You used the potion?"

Jiang Bufan asked, his face full of surprise.

"I used it. I used it last night, and woke up this morning having successfully awakened telekinesis."

Qin Bei said happily.

"It's good that the awakening succeeded,"

Jiang Bufan sighed.

But for some reason, he began to act shy again.

Like a teenage girl preparing to confess to her crush.

Qin Bei looked at him with a strange expression.

"Uncle Jiang, if you have something to say, just say it. No need for this."

Qin Bei said, his face twisted in conflict.

At this moment, Uncle Jiang, a man in his forties, wore such an expression.

It looked somewhat disgusting no matter how you saw it.

"Ahem, since that's the case, I'll just say it plainly."

Jiang Bufan's expression instantly turned serious.

Then he strode forward.

Arriving at the sofa in front of Qin Bei.

He plopped down heavily.

Looking incredibly domineering.

"Here's the situation: during the few days you were in the Secret Realm, the Xiba Kingdom has encountered new problems."

"What? Can't Great Xuan handle it?"

Qin Bei asked thoughtfully.

Did he kill Jin Tai himself and really trigger some international dispute?

It's not a problem with Jin Tai; they are unconvinced and want to spar with you again.

Jiang Bufan explained.

"Are their heads not working? How many heads do they have to offer as sacrifices?"

Qin Bei couldn't figure it out either; a tiny speck of a country.

With hardly any experts.

Why would they have the guts to continue challenging?

Besides, isn't this the kind of thing the Free Alliance is best at?

Where did the Xiba Kingdom get the courage?

"Yes, and they have paid a huge price just to be able to fight you."

"I suspect there's some conspiracy. Do you want to accept this fight?"

Jiang Bufan asked, looking into Qin Bei's eyes.

Qin Bei closed his eyes and pondered for a while.

To be honest.