Yue Yang could feel that Xue Wu Xia did not care about whether he was fake or real, nor did she try to closely investigate the truth. But if he could inherit his mother’s knowledge, this proved that the dark thoughts that Xue Wu Xia had suspected from the Virgo Temple was wrong. She would obviously feel more comfortable with this.
“Really? That’s great!” The sickly beauty was extremely delighted. There was nothing that could make the sickly beauty happier other than gaining more knowledge.
In the sickly beauty’s mind, even mountains of gold and silver couldn’t compare to the value of a book.
If Yue Yang had gotten anything else, she wouldn’t be so excited.
This was actually the first time Yue Yang had seen the sickly beauty have such an expression. Her small face was actually scarlet from her extreme excitement, and her eyes seemed to radiate a wild glow of joy. She was so happy that she couldn’t help but kiss his face multiple times with her cherry lips while she merrily cheered.
He felt a surge of happiness in his heart, and decided to give her a nicer surprise. “Wu Hen, while there is still no way to absorb even 1% of the knowledge I inherited from Mom, I seem to be able to decipher Runes now! For example, this Rune on my arm should mean ‘Vitality’. Obviously, the meanings and variation behind this Rune are plentiful. Using just the word ‘Vitality’ to describe it is nowhere near enough. If ‘Vitality’ and ‘Life’ Runes are combined, then it would transform into ‘Youth Restoration’; if combined with ‘Battle’, then it transforms into ‘Plentiful Endurance’; if combined with ‘Sweet Dew’, it would become ‘Curing Sickness’…”
“Wow!” The sickly beauty euphorically looked at Yue Yang, almost about to go insane with happiness.
She was a Rune fanatic.