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"Good, good, good, Young Hall Master, please follow me. Our War God Hall has outposts in every medium-sized city and above on the continent."
Chi Shanming greeted him with great enthusiasm, skillfully tying up Ghostly Soul Douluo. Then, he released his fire element Spirit, creating two red clouds, one large and one small, and invited Feng Zaixing to board the larger cloud.
"Thanks."
Feng Zaixing was not pretentious. He smiled faintly, lifted his captive onto the cloud, and let out a long breath.
"Not at all, not at all. Young Hall Master is exceptionally gifted and has accomplished a great deed. He is a hero of the Federation and the pride of the War God Hall. I'm just a runner."
Chi Shanming, despite his seniority and deep Cultivation, did not show any arrogance. He was very polite to the young Feng Zaixing, with an exceptionally humble attitude.
Feng Zaixing, deep in thought, said, "If there's an opportunity in the future, we can spar slowly." He then closed his eyes, rested his mind, and stood firm with his sword, his tall back still as straight as a spear.
After a series of overloaded battles, he was indeed exhausted. Other members of his Family, when using the Sacrifice Talent for the first time, would usually fall unconscious after burning out.
Chi Shanming's attitude was exceptionally good, indicating he was very eager to improve. His own treatment was not bad, with no annoying insects mocking or chattering in his ears.
He decided to recover first before making any plans.
While Feng Zaixing's thoughts were calm, Chi Shanming's heart was surging with emotion. From time to time, he would glance at his future leader with eyes full of awe, reverence, and envy, a mix of emotions in his heart.
He knew his own capabilities. Although he was one of the stronger among the War God Hall's reserve War Gods, becoming a Super Douluo in this lifetime would be good enough, and when he would officially join was still a question.
If he were to fight Ghostly Soul Douluo, his chances of winning would not exceed forty percent. The fact that Feng Zaixing could deal with Ghostly Soul Douluo meant he could also deal with him, and perhaps even more easily.
It could be said that as long as Feng Zaixing wished, he could directly join the eighteen War Gods. His only issue was his age, but his solid achievements could completely make an exception!
Chi Shanming sighed to himself, "Comparing goods makes you want to throw them away; comparing people makes you want to die. I heard he has always been generous. Building a good relationship today might be useful in the future—"
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"What? Old man, you watched Zaixing fight a Three-Word Battle Armor Master alone, and he even burned ten years of his life?!"
Below Mingde Hall, Mu Ye received a call from Le Zhengyang. After hearing only a few sentences, he shouted out, his face flushed with anxiety.
"His Cultivation has reached Minor Achievement. We should let him spread his wings and fly. The Sacrifice Talent is meant to be used. He used it to protect the public and suppress evil. I am deeply proud of him!"
Le Zhengyang's calm and composed voice came from the other end of the phone, filled with genuine joy. Sacrificing oneself to protect comrades—this was the origin of the Sacrifice Talent.
Feng Zaixing had proven with his actions that he was worthy of taking up the banner of the Angel Family and carrying it forward, which greatly pleased Le Zhengyang.
"Damn your pride! Do you think my Disciple needs you to worry about him? If anything else happens to him, I'll fight you!"
Mu Ye's curses made the laboratory rumble. Then, he threw down his spirit tool, told Kong Yao, "I'm leaving this to you," and disappeared as a streak of light.
On the other side.
Le Zhengyang was not offended by the scolding. He smiled and hung up the phone, then turned to look at Na'er beside him.
"I've informed your teacher about the situation. You wouldn't blame me too, would you?"
"Old Ancestor has Old Ancestor's thoughts, Senior Martial Brother has Senior Martial Brother's thoughts. Of course, I don't blame you."
A few unruly silver hairs clung to her ears and fell across her forehead. Na'er's purple eyes were exceptionally calm as she looked in the direction Feng Zaixing had disappeared, slowly saying:
"When Senior Martial Brother told us all to leave, he actually didn't want you to intervene. He wanted to face the danger and the opponent alone. He always likes to do that."
Le Zhengyang's eyes lit up, and he said with some surprise, "You little girl can actually see that layer. This old man really didn't expect it."
"It's like this after spending a long time with him," Na'er whispered:
"He said that even if they are enemies, he doesn't like the foolish kind. He hates idiots the most in his life, like those Shrek people, like the former Ye Xinglan."
"Liking to make powerful enemies to temper himself and become stronger—this kind of mindset is indeed powerful, no wonder his Cultivation has been so smooth."
Le Zhengyang nodded, expressing his admiration: "This is the true path of a king, humble yet confident and spirited. Within ten years, he will surely comprehend the Divine Rank Profound Truth."
"You may not know, but the Sacrifice Talent has a special benefit for our Angel Family. It allows us to fully comprehend the Profound Truth between life flame and sacred flame. Although it consumes life force, it also allows us to deeply experience the aura of the sacred Bloodline in a shorter time, improving ourselves better."
"He has slain so many Evil Soul Masters and used the Sacrifice Talent. Once he recovers, the barrier of level sixty will not hold him back for long."
Upon hearing this, Na'er suddenly turned her head to look at Le Zhengyang, frowning, "Burning life to improve Cultivation, your Cultivation method is too similar to that of Evil Soul Masters."
"Heh, the Angel lineage was originally a product of the plane's balance against evil. The first Angel God was the earliest Son of the Plane, whose mission was to purify evil Spirit Beasts, quell the chaos of Evil Soul Masters, and eventually achieve godhood."
"Sea God Tang San was a later Son of the Plane, destroying Spirit Hall and Slaughter City. Spirit Ice Douluo was another, balancing the relationship between humans and Spirit Beasts, but unfortunately, it backfired later."
"The previous Son of the Plane was a king among Evil Soul Masters. This is very much like a Reincarnation."
Le Zhengyang casually revealed some secrets, then leisurely said, "When Zaixing appeared, I had doubts. Now I can confirm it: he is the new Son of the Plane chosen by the plane, destined to set things right and recreate the universe!"
"Sacred and evil are opposing existences. Cultivation methods do not determine everything. Look at Sea God, outwardly bright and flawless, but what he actually did, some people are still clear about it. Later generations also obtained the Eight Spider Lances Spirit Bone."
He suddenly turned his head and smiled faintly at Na'er, "If your Spirit Beasts want to reverse your fate, then help Zaixing with all your might. This old man can see your feelings for him. I, for one, don't mind having another granddaughter-in-law. The more descendants, the better."
Na'er's face flushed slightly, and she nodded gently.
"I will."
In her palm, a seven-colored halo condensed into a silver scale, adorned with ancient golden patterns.
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Yu Family Forbidden Land secret chamber.
A mysterious scroll, twelve zhang long and two zhang wide, hung high in the air. It depicted faintly discernible figures, casting divine light that enveloped the beautiful young girl sitting cross-legged on a futon.
Yu Xin's back was ramrod straight, her pure white plain dress outlining her slender and graceful curves. Her high chest gently rose and fell with her breathing, her waist was incredibly slender, then abruptly widened. Her two straight, long jade legs were crossed and exposed, her skin as fair as the light spots of the Divine Artifact.
Her temperament was elegant and serene. Bathed in divine light, she meditated quietly, her slender fingers suspending her Spirit, and six spirit rings floated around its body—five black and one orange-gold.
Strands of spiritual fluctuations emanated from her forehead, evolving into images of fierce beasts, mechas, and human figures around her.
Suddenly, her brows furrowed, and she exited her Cultivation state, retracting her Spirit. She clutched her chest and murmured to herself:
"Suddenly feeling uneasy, what's wrong—"
"Xin'er, when Cultivating under the god sealing list, you must not have a Divided Soul." A very old voice came from outside.
"My mind is already disturbed. Is there any news from the outside?" Yu Xin's beautiful eyebrows gently arched.
"The outside world, ah—"
The old voice paused, then slowly said, "Yesterday, a group of not-so-small Evil Soul Masters attacked a spirit tool station, almost causing a major casualty event. Feng Zaixing appeared in time and dealt with them."
"Later, he stayed behind alone to intercept a Three-Word Battle Armor Master with an eight-ring Spirit Douluo Cultivation, burning ten years of his life force to capture him alive, greatly enhancing his prestige."
"The Federation announced that he would be awarded the honor of Anti-Evil Hero. Guan Zhi and Chen Xinjie publicly confirmed his identity as a reserve War God and future Hall Master of the War God Hall."
"The Spirit Pagoda updated the continental storm ranking list, placing him seventy-second, setting a precedent. Some busybodies call him the Young Saint Venerable."
Yu Xin, however, had little interest in hearing him continue. After adjusting her breathing, she walked out of the Divine Artifact's illuminated range and asked directly, "How is he now, and where is he?"
Yu Family Old Ancestor said, "He is recuperating at the War God Hall outpost in Spirit Dou City. You can go if you wish, but take the god sealing list to complete your Cultivation and leave the life's praise here."
Yu Xin raised an eyebrow: "You mean—"
"I'm afraid the Family's Divine Artifact will be destroyed in an instant."
Yu Family Old Ancestor sighed deeply, his voice filled with indulgence and helplessness: "Last time you activated the life's praise, it consumed ten years of the Divine Artifact's accumulated life force. It's nothing for him to burn ten years."
"You haven't even married yet. At least treat the Family assets with some respect. Even with a Divine Artifact, you shouldn't squander it like this."
"Alas, the Yu Family's investments have never lost money, but this time I feel a bit uncertain. It might even be a loss."
"He and I are not an investment."
Yu Xin frowned and composed herself, speaking each word distinctly, her beautiful eyes shining like stars: "Old Ancestor, you don't understand him. He is different from others."
"It's not that I don't believe him. Ha Luosa and Yun Ming were both exceptionally talented, no less than Sea God and Spirit Ice. Their failure to become gods wasn't a matter of talent, but because the God Realm no longer existed."
The sound of Yu Family Old Ancestor scratching his ears came from outside.
"With the disappearance of the God Realm, the plane suppresses those of us who cannot advance further. No matter how high our talent, we cannot break through, unless someone can recreate the God Realm."
"A Genius who doesn't become a god is ultimately just a handful of yellow earth. You still want to use a Divine Artifact as a dowry. Do you think this business will lose money or not? An invincible Quasi-God attracts others greatly, but we are already the military's top Family."