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As he finished speaking, Feng Zaixing's harsh words startled the Evil Spirit King. 'How are you, an Angel, even more ruthless than me, the villain?'
But he quickly suppressed the chill in his heart, turning to rush towards a nearby train car.
A direct confrontation would be certain death; taking hostages was the better option!
Yuanen Zhentian, who had been smiling, furrowed his brow, preparing to flick the 'grasshopper' to death.
However, perhaps noticing Yuanen Zhentian's raised hand, Feng Zaixing's expression sharpened. He lit his first spirit ring and transformed into a streak of light, darting out at high speed. His ethereal body instantly appeared in front of the Evil Spirit King.
"Radiant Angel First Spirit Ability, Light Feather Flash Assault."
His six wings spread, and the gigantic Angelic light projection seemed to reach the heavens, shielding the train behind him.
His movement left behind trails of light feather afterimages. Curiously, these afterimages were in different positions, as if he had undergone repeated warps. The air shimmered with heat, and the Void Realm ignited with a sacred fire.
"How is this possible?"
"There's nothing impossible in this world. No substance moves faster than light."
The Evil Spirit King cried out in surprise and retreated. Feng Zaixing's body solidified, and he raised his sword, crossing his two Angelic Sacred Swords. One domineering, one kingly, they unleashed a heaven-piercing cross-shaped Sword Qi.
The light element violently surged, and the cross-shaped Sword Qi exploded nine times in succession. The Ghost Shadow Demon Leopard Evil Spirit King's battle armor shattered and disintegrated in the light swords, and his body flew backward like a broken stone or splintered wood.
The Sword Intent, a mix of domineering and kingly Dao, brutally crushed his will. Brilliant golden flames ignited within him, and Feng Zaixing's eyes flashed with white and crimson light.
The heart of the elements shone brightly, and the light and fire elements in the air became agitated, spontaneously forming nine fiery blades above the Evil Soul Master's head. They pierced through his skull, pinning him deep into the earth.
A few breaths later, Feng Zaixing's aura greatly surged, his spirit power increasing by more than one level, signaling the Evil Spirit King's demise.
"Not bad." A wisp of Sword Qi returned, and Feng Zaixing nodded slightly, a satisfied expression on his face.
After becoming a Spirit Elder, extreme attributes could hinder Cultivation speed, but as long as there were Evil Soul Masters to kill, this wouldn't be a problem.
What he needed to focus on was refining his Cultivation after hunting Evil Soul Masters, to prevent his spirit power from becoming unstable due to overly rapid advancement.
But this was a fortunate coincidence: extreme fire could compress spirit power, and he also possessed extreme sacredness.
His Cultivation path was a perfect closed loop.
Yuanen Zhentian wiped his sweat, his eyes filled with astonishment. Such an level of attack power appearing from a three-ring Spirit Elder was abnormal. He possessed the potential of a quasi-god, and of the same caliber as the Atlas Douluo.
With all the Evil Soul Masters dead, a massive crowd poured out of the train, eager to get a closer look at this young Prodigy who had single-handedly slain three Evil Soul Masters. At this moment, both men and women gazed at him with sparkling eyes, showing signs of idol worship.
Yuanen Yehui also followed the crowd off the train, craning her neck to get a glimpse.
She considered herself not that superficial, but she yearned to become stronger, to possess power like his, or even greater!
However, just seeing the three black spirit rings on his body, she felt a little discouraged—
She had never entered the Spirit Ascension Platform, and her spirit rings were only two yellow and one purple. She had no money and didn't want to ask her Family.
A Cultivation life without financial support was quite difficult, not to mention being clad in a magnificent battle armor like his, which required astronomical resources.
Perhaps sensing Yuanen Yehui's disheartened expression, Feng Zaixing, who had just removed his battle armor and was greeting a group of fans, suddenly looked up.
He smiled and said, "Your Excellency seems a bit troubled. How about you come with me?"
Locked by those divine-like eyes, Yuanen Yehui was certain he was looking at her. She became a little nervous and said,
"What do you mean?"
Feng Zaixing chuckled, "Your evil Qi is much weaker than those three guys, but in terms of purity, the three of them combined can't compare to you."
"This evil Qi, I'm most familiar with it, and I like it the most. You are a Fallen Angel, aren't you?"
As he finished speaking, a large space cleared between Feng Zaixing and Yuanen Yehui. The star-struck old and young, men and women, quickly fled, fearing they would suffer a terrible fate.
An Evil Soul Master was right beside them—could anything be more terrifying than that?
Fortunately, the Sacred Angel was here, otherwise they would all be finished!
Yuanen Yehui's face turned pale when she heard his words, but as soon as she exerted force in her legs, her vision was filled with dazzling light—
Light Feather Flash Assault reappeared, and Feng Zaixing, like an Incarnation of light elements, appeared before her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Without him seeming to do anything, Yuanen Yehui found her spirit power completely gone, as if it had been sealed.
"Don't run around. This is the Body Sect's secret technique, the Pulse Sealing Art. It's not recorded in your book, is it?"
Feng Zaixing glanced at the small booklet in Yuanen Yehui's hand, his smile becoming even friendlier.
"Excellent, excellent. The Body Sect's outer sect can now open for business. Teacher Mu Ye will have to prepare a one-ton medal for me."
Yuanen Yehui's Cultivation was sealed. Her delicate face showed fear for a moment, then she regained her indifferent demeanor, turning her head away with a resolute expression.
"I am not an Evil Soul Master, but now that I'm in your hands, there's nothing more to say."
"I just wonder, if you kill me, will it help your Cultivation?"
She had nothing left to care about anyway. Dying like this wouldn't be so bad.
"Who said I was going to kill you? I just want you to come back with me for an investigation. I am a legitimate public official, not a Shrek person."
Feng Zaixing's face showed a strange expression. He lightly clapped his hands, unsealing her spirit power, and asked in return,
"How does it feel? Do you want to learn it?"
Yuanen Yehui looked surprised. Before she could answer, she saw him change his attire at light speed, and a badge appeared in his hand.
"I am a Major Special Commissioner of the Federal Central Intelligence Agency, specializing in investigating and apprehending terrorists such as Evil Soul Masters. Your Spirit is very dangerous, with a nearly 100% chance of degenerating into an Evil Soul Master. You must be brought back for investigation."
Feng Zaixing, dressed in a Major's military uniform, said sternly, "As a federal citizen, you have an obligation to cooperate with the investigation. You wouldn't want to degenerate into an Evil Soul Master in the future and be killed by me, would you?"
Hearing this, Yuanen Yehui's mouth twitched, and she shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Of course not!"
"That's right, then come with me."
With that, Feng Zaixing waved towards the direction of the train. Without waiting for Yuanen Yehui to say anything more, he flapped his wings, pulling her into the sky.
"Where are you taking me?" Yuanen Yehui looked nervously at Feng Zaixing's flawless, jade-like profile.
"Tianhai City. Someone invited me to watch the excitement."
Feng Zaixing smiled and said, "After we're done there, I'll take you back to Mingdu."
Hearing this, Yuanen Yehui relaxed and whispered, "I am a provisional student of Shrek Academy. If you intercept me, there might be trouble."
"Oh? A provisional student of Shrek? I'm even more interested!"
Feng Zaixing's eyes lit up, his gaze like that of someone admiring a rare uncut jade.
"twin spirits are not rare, but someone like you is still uncommon. Shrek's Geniuses are all trash in front of me. Follow me, and I guarantee you a smooth future."
Yuanen Yehui asked in surprise, "How did you know I have twin spirits? What do you mean by 'follow me'?"
Feng Zaixing pointed at the book in her hand, a playful look in his eyes.
"I'm the chief editor of this thing. Do you think I can't tell you have abundant Qi and blood? Both you and I have the Angel Martial Soul, and I'm also a unique type of twin spirits."
"The Body Sect's outer sect just opened for business, and you perfectly meet our requirements. I am the Deputy Director of the Body Sect's Admissions Office and also the Deputy Director of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy's Admissions Office. So, congratulations, you've been simultaneously accepted by both sides. You'll have employment upon graduation, a one-stop service."
Remembering what he was currently doing, Feng Zaixing's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he said excitedly,
"Hehe, I'm sure you've heard about the grievances between us and Shrek. Once someone falls into my hands, there's no reason to let them go, is there? You can say goodbye to Shrek!"
"It's no problem for me to be your teacher. How about we acknowledge a master-disciple relationship right now?"
Yuanen Yehui was speechless for a moment, then rolled her eyes and said, "Feng Zaixing, why are you so improper?"
He didn't seem much older than her, yet he was so fond of taking advantage of people?
And where did he get so many positions? The Body Sect must truly value him.
Feng Zaixing smiled dashingly and said casually, "There are too many things in the world. Being stiff is boring. This way is more conducive to Cultivation. We need to learn to give our hearts a break."
"I still don't know your basic information. Write down your name, Spirit, and home address. We'll handle the paperwork right here."
Feng Zaixing conjured two application forms as if by magic, handing them to Yuanen Yehui along with a pen. His smile was especially bright in the sunlight.
"Write them down. We're all men, so don't be wishy-washy. My reputation as a boss is well-known; if there's meat in the pot, we eat together, and if the sky falls, I'll hold it up first."
"I see your Fallen Angel doesn't even have a Spirit. We'll find a Spirit Transfer Pagoda later and buy one. Your future life will be our responsibility!"
"In the future, you can call me squad leader, or boss, or even chief, it's up to you."
Yuanen Yehui looked at Feng Zaixing, a wry smile on her face.
She sighed and picked up the pen with her slender fingers.
From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time she had met someone so unconventional.
What kind of situation was this? She was sitting on a train, reading a book, and suddenly got hijacked by the Federation?
And this cross-dressing was also a bit troublesome.
"However, it does feel very relaxed..."
Glancing at the young man beside her, who was younger than herself but whose eyes held a mature depth, Yuanen Yehui inexplicably felt a sense of peace.
He was a little like her father.