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"Teacher, you said you would take me to see my Family. Is that true?"
After the welcome party ended, Yuanen Yehui eagerly invited Feng Zaixing to the stadium for a private talk.
"Of course. When have I ever lied to you?"
Under the pagoda tree, Feng Zaixing crossed his arms. Seeing Yuanen Yehui's complicated expression, he softened his tone and said gently, "Going to Tianling City, the first major task is to soothe their emotions, ensuring they are not frightened by our recent thunderous actions and choose the wrong path. The second is to resolve your personal matters."
"I can tell you have a history with your Family, but you are my Disciple. No matter when danger strikes, you can hide behind me."
Yuanen Yehui watched and listened to the person in front of her, her nose inexplicably stinging. She gave a heavy 'Mm'.
Feng Zaixing shook his head and smiled wryly, continuing to comfort Student Yuanen's sorrowful heart and conduct ideological work.
Frankly speaking, Yuanen Yehui's experience was tragic, and her parents' experience was tragic, but the Titan Family's experience was even more tragic. Anyone in Yuanen Zhentian's position could only have acted that way.
They put Yuanen Yehui on ice, hid their son Yuanen Tiandang, whose mental state had collapsed, and publicly claimed that he had been crippled by their own hands.
On Shrek's side, Old Jin had already sent a message via the life sapling, relaying news of the three leaders: Yun, Cao, and Zang.
Feng Zaixing did not mind the Tang Sect getting mixed up with a bunch of worthless trash, but the Titan Family was a rare upright existence. They were Yuanen Yehui's blood relatives and possessed great strength.
Therefore, taking Yuanen Yehui back to her Family was imperative.
"Teacher, my Family has a formidable old man, who should be a Limit Douluo. You must be careful."
Yuanen Yehui was now completely on Feng Zaixing's side, entirely focused on his safety.
There was a world of difference between a Limit Douluo and those below the Limit. Although her teacher had already eliminated more than one Super Douluo, a Limit Douluo was a different concept entirely.
Moreover, the Titan Giant Ape Spirit was powerful and not restrained by her teacher. A large reason for her teacher's continuous victories was that his opponents were countered by him.
"I have my own certainty."
Feng Zaixing waved his hand and said casually, "When I snatched you from Shrek back then, the Le Family Old Ancestor stopped your grandfather. We should see this through from beginning to end, so we'll call him along this time too."
"Teacher, can we not bring that up? It's quite embarrassing."
An unnatural blush appeared on Yuanen Yehui's face. What did he mean, 'snatched me from Shrek'?
Seeing this, Feng Zaixing's sword-like brows shot up. Adopting the demeanor of a strict teacher, he scolded, "You are a great Prodigy, why adopt such a delicate posture? Everyone has a dark history; you should treat it with a normal mindset."
"Attention! Repeat after me."
"Yes!"
Yuanen Yehui immediately straightened her expression, raised her hand in a salute, her body straight as a spear, highlighting the considerable size of the mountains developing on her chest.
"Everyone has a dark history; you should treat it with a normal mindset!"
"Go back and prepare. Adapt properly to the newly Fused hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone."
Feng Zaixing nodded, instructed Yuanen Yehui on some Cultivation essentials, and then vanished into thin air.
The next moment, he appeared atop a large banyan tree, gazing into the distance at Yuanen Yehui leaving the stadium, and shook his head lightly.
"I treat you as a Disciple, yet you harbor improper intentions toward me. Family misfortune is no excuse for this. What a sin."
As someone who had been through things, Feng Zaixing keenly noticed that Yuanen Yehui's emotions were off, suspected of harboring treasonous thoughts.
No discussion, immediately nip it in the bud!
Although he liked locking people in secret rooms, he had no ambition for finding illness!
"Demon Plane, hmph. Once Little Ye Cultivates to Titled Douluo, I will ensure you all never return."
Having decided to kill the main culprit, he turned around and rapidly moved a thousand meters, entering a vibrant, colorful garden.
He reached out and grabbed into the Void Realm, pulling out a delicate young girl, a hint of helpless smile appearing on his face.
"Junior Sister, since when did you start liking to secretly spy on people? Is this how spatial abilities are meant to be used?"
The girl pulled out of the Void Realm by Feng Zaixing had silver hair flowing like a waterfall, a beautiful face that could look charming whether angry or happy, like a begonia just blooming. A violet dress accentuated her tall, slender figure. It was Na'er.
"It's not that. I had something I wanted to talk to you about, but I found you were chatting with Martial Nephew Yehui first."
Na'er took light, lotus-like steps, evading Feng Zaixing's restriction with a spatial flash. With an elegant spin, her hands moved like flitting butterflies, drawing out the silver-scaled, flying silver dragon spear.
A light halo flickered—three black and two orange—five spirit rings floated around her as she smiled sweetly.
"It's been a long time since we sparred. Senior Brother, would you be willing to give pointers to this unworthy Junior Sister?"
Feng Zaixing's eyes lit up, and his handsome face was full of smiles: "Alright. Since your Breakthrough to Spirit King, I haven't properly sparred with you. It seems you have made further progress after numerous battles."
Carrying the Silver Dragon King Origin and aided by a Vicious Beast spirit soul, her Cultivation speed was not much slower than his, achieving a major Realm every two years.
"With continuous battles, Senior Martial Brother shares all his gains with us. If our Cultivation speed were still slow, that would be truly inexcusable."
Na'er stopped the spear. Her entire aura changed. The silver dragon spear steamed with clusters of jade-colored halos, emphasizing her increasingly noble and heroic demeanor.
"Good, then let's fight."
Feng Zaixing smiled gently, and blazing golden flames ignited in his palm, condensing into a sword.
The sword light illuminated the flower bushes. It seemed slow but was actually fast, heading straight for Na'er's neck, which was as bright as white snow.
Na'er was certainly no amateur. A silver flash allowed her to escape into the Void Realm, and the Jade Bamboo Silver Dragon Domain unfolded, changing the battle environment.
Feng Zaixing released the Sacred Body Heavenly Kingdom Domain. Then, without using Spirit Abilities, he defended and attacked only with the purest sword moves—stabbing, flicking, chopping, and pointing—fluidly attacking his Junior Sister, who was traversing the Void Realm.
Truth be told, he had no sword-style Spirit Abilities, pursuing only extreme bursts of power, but his strikes were naturally extraordinary. From afar, it didn't even look like a battle technique, but rather a sword dance.
After dozens of moves, Na'er had used up a set of Spirit Abilities. Wiping the fragrant sweat from her forehead, she reminded Feng Zaixing from mid-air, "Be careful."
Feng Zaixing looked up and saw Na'er's spirit rings change. The five spirit rings transformed into three golden halos. When the third golden halo suddenly shone, the silver dragon spear instantly transformed into a magnificent Silver Dragon several dozen meters long, its roar shaking the heavens.
Tool Spirit Beast Transformation—a top-tier Spirit technique from twenty thousand years ago—was a very rare self-created Spirit Ability in this era.
"Roar Roar Roar~!"
The triple sonic boom directly vibrated the human body's Qi and blood. Feng Zaixing immediately activated his Battle Spirit, sweeping the Silver Dragon away with a flick of his sleeve, though he himself retreated three steps.
"Whoosh."
The Silver Dragon transformed back into a long spear and fell into Na'er's hand. She descended from the sky, held the spear, clasped her fists, and said clearly, "Thank you, Senior Martial Brother."
Feng Zaixing's expression grew somewhat serious. He nodded and said, "It seems I truly was a bit negligent. I didn't notice that your Qi and blood have improved greatly."
Tang Wulin's third blood Qi spirit ring's Spirit Ability was the Golden Dragon Roar. With Na'er, it became the Silver Dragon Roar, affecting the opponent through the form of Tool Spirit Beast Transformation.
The new Qi and blood spirit ring was not obtained from Tang Wulin, but rather she had excavated her own potential. The Silver Dragon King's Qi and blood being weak was relative to the Golden Dragon King; as long as she wanted to, it was not impossible for her to follow the clues and find it.
"Senior Martial Brother is busy with a myriad of affairs every day, naturally, he has no time to use a Divided Soul."
Na'er withdrew her Spirit, smiling faintly as she gave Feng Zaixing an out, though her tone was still slightly sour, and her starry eyes looking toward the sky seemed disappointed.
How could Feng Zaixing not understand her implicit meaning? He immediately apologized very seriously, quickly making her laugh sweetly and casting aside the unpleasantness.
"The place where we met and talked when you first returned was very similar to this. Back then, I didn't dare absorb the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff Spirit Bone you gave me, but I can today."
Feng Zaixing rubbed his storage ring, took out the exquisitely packaged jade box, and the moment it opened, a ferocious Evil Qi surged into the sky.
"Be extremely careful," Na'er said.
"Of course."
Feng Zaixing smiled, placed the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff's left leg bone against his own left leg, activated his spirit power and Qi and blood, and began Cultivating the Fusion.
In an instant, waves of fierce, soul-stinging, tyrannical Qi rushed up his calf and into his limbs and bones. Feng Zaixing, who had long since experienced all kinds of trials, paid it no mind, operating his two Spirit Cores and transforming the Qi waves into nourishment for his powerful physique.
Deep within his Sea of Spirit, the Thunderclap Yama Prison Vine took action. Surging lightning and the Lion Mastiff's Qi waves clashed fiercely, using Feng Zaixing's body as the battlefield.
The intense pain pierced his heart, and Feng Zaixing frowned, but he was satisfied with the environment he had created. He concentrated and activated the Cultivation method of the Innate Secret Method [Marrow Cleansing Chapter], using the two forces to cleanse his bone marrow and produce more vital blood.
Wisps of blood mist leaked from his mouth and nose as he breathed. The fierce consumption quickly activated the vast life force hidden within his body, releasing a verdant golden radiance.
The life sapling's branches and leaves shook, urging the life light mist to harmonize Feng Zaixing's body, just as it regulated the Small World, healing the chronic, hidden injuries left by days of battle and renewing his vitality.
The life Qi waves radiated outwards, centered on Feng Zaixing's body, and the surrounding flowers and plants immediately began to greedily devour them.
In the flower bushes, Na'er's lips curved into a beautiful arc. Her eyes reflected the young man's body, which was like an ancient Buddha in meditation, and she muttered to herself, "The Great Silver Dragon said she could easily defeat you before she transformed, and that is certainly true."
"But I think that if you are given enough time, even if she doesn't transform, she won't be able to stir up much trouble."
The externally remarkable Spirit Bone absorption process lasted for nearly an hour. When Feng Zaixing stood up tall, he noticed the sky had darkened, but the delicate young girl was still there.
"What Spirit Ability did you gain? It must be very powerful, right?" the delicate girl in the purple dress asked with a smile.
"Yes," Feng Zaixing nodded. "One is the innate Overlord Domain of the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, and the other has undergone some mutation. It's called Lion Mastiff Sky-Treading Step, an aggressive attack."
Na'er twirled a silver strand behind her ear with her jade finger and asked, "Teacher and you two are all busy working for the revival of the Sect. What about me? What can I do?"
Feng Zaixing smiled freely and disclosed some information needed by the Hidden Family.
Na'er listened carefully. After a brief exchange, she saw Feng Zaixing off.
Before long, space twisted, and Gu Yue walked out with her straight, long legs. She said to Na'er, "You've adapted very well to being human. You didn't even keep him around to talk for a while?"
"Senior Martial Brother puts his career first in his heart. Don't you know that?"
Na'er glanced sideways at Gu Yue and smiled faintly, "The Spirit Pagoda sent you a message, right? Aren't you going back to check?
If you're gone all the time, you won't be able to climb up."
"I do need to go back and check."
Gu Yue nodded slightly, saying quietly, "With him around, I dare not slack off. I wonder when I'll be able to catch up."