Phoenix-Tempering the Spear, the Tournament Is About to Begin

Phoenix-Tempering the Spear, the Tournament Is About to Begin

Inside the quiet chamber at Cuiwei Garden, the glow of the isolation Soul Tool slowly circulated.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged, the entirely crimson Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower floating before him like a burning flame. A scorching aura spread through the room, and the temperature gradually rose.

The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower contained pure Phoenix Flame power. It could temper one's bloodline, greatly enhance the might of fire-element soul skills, and even bestow a trace of weak Phoenix Flame properties. For Ling Feng, who possessed Ice Flame Judgment and the Spear of Judgment, which contained Light Flame, it was the perfect supplement to increase his attack power!

Ling Feng sank his consciousness into his sea of awareness, where the phantom of the Judgment Angel flowed with golden light. Rather than directly consuming the immortal herb, he drew upon his martial soul's power and pressed both hands over the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.

"Spear of Judgment!"

A golden phantom of the Spear of Judgment condensed before Ling Feng, radiating a sacred aura of light.

"Refine!"

Ling Feng let out a low shout as his Soul Power and Spiritual Power erupted simultaneously! Golden sacred flames instantly ignited at the spear's tip! At the same time, guided by Ling Feng's Soul Power, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower transformed into a stream of pure crimson flame energy, like molten glaze, and was slowly drawn into the tip of the Spear of Judgment!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!

The crimson Phoenix Flame and golden sacred flame instantly merged and collided, producing the intense sounds of energy tempering! The golden Spear of Judgment seemed to have been cast into a furnace. Its entire shaft turned red and trembled amid the intertwining crimson and gold light!

Ling Feng focused completely, driving his Spiritual Power to its limit as he cautiously guided the Phoenix Flame energy, fusing it bit by bit into the origin of the Spear of Judgment for tempering and sublimation. This was a delicate and dangerous process. The slightest mistake could damage his martial soul.

Time slowly passed. The color of the Spear of Judgment gradually changed, shifting from pure gold toward Dark Gold. Fine crimson patterns resembling phoenix feathers began to emerge upon its shaft! A more scorching, more tyrannical power of destruction, carrying a trace of sacred nirvana, spread from the spear! Even the golden lightning at its tip faintly gained crimson arcs of fire, its power multiplying!

When the final wisp of Phoenix Flame energy had fully fused into the origin of the Spear of Judgment, the tempering was complete!

Buzz—!

The Spear of Judgment released a clear hum, as though reborn in fire! Dark gold and crimson intertwined across its shaft, while its sacred and destructive aura became even more restrained—and terrifying! Its quality and power had increased by at least twenty percent! It had also gained a weak Phoenix Annihilation property, inflicting additional damage against targets with darkness, evil, undead, and similar attributes!

Ling Feng withdrew the phantom of the Spear of Judgment. Feeling the martial soul's exhilaration and its greater strength, he nodded in satisfaction. His Soul Power had also stabilized at the Peak Level of Rank 34 during the tempering process.

Ding! Successfully used the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower to temper the soul skill "Spear of Judgment"! Reward: Spear of Judgment's power permanently increased by 25%, with the added weak "Phoenix Annihilation" property (damage against specific targets +10%). Fire-element affinity increased.

His strength had improved once again! Ling Feng was even more confident. Just as he was preparing to consolidate his cultivation, a knock sounded from outside the door.

"Is Junior Ling Feng here? I'm Qin Ming." A gentle voice sounded.

Qin Ming? The team leader of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team? A former graduate of Shrek Academy? Ling Feng's heart stirred. He deactivated the Soul Tool and opened the door.

Standing outside was a tall, refined young man with a gentle smile. It was Qin Ming. The way he looked at Ling Feng held undisguised admiration and a trace of complexity.

"Teacher Qin Ming, please come in." Ling Feng stepped aside.

Qin Ming entered the quiet chamber and got straight to the point. "Junior Ling Feng, apologies for disturbing you. Your battle with Yu Tianheng today shook the entire academy. Your strength far surpassed everyone's expectations." He paused, his tone sincere. "I've come on behalf of the academy team to formally invite you to join the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team and compete in the upcoming All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament!"

He took out a gilded invitation. "With your strength and potential, you are more than qualified to become a core mainstay of the team! The academy will provide you with the best resources and guidance! You'll make a name for yourself across the continent at the tournament!"

Ling Feng accepted the invitation but did not answer immediately. Joining the academy team? It seemed like a good choice. He could openly target Tang San and Shrek at the tournament while receiving the academy's resources. But... he needed freedom.

"Teacher Qin Ming, I appreciate your offer," Ling Feng said after some thought. "I can join the team. But I have two conditions."

"Go ahead," Qin Ming said seriously.

"First, I need freedom. I may choose whether to participate in daily training, and tactical arrangements must be discussed with me. I cannot be forced."

"Second, I want half of the team's command authority. At critical moments, I will have the final say."

Qin Ming frowned slightly. These two conditions, especially the second, were extremely demanding. It was practically taking away part of Yu Tianheng's authority as captain. But when he thought of Ling Feng's terrifying strength and domain soul skill, as well as his possible connection to Spirit Hall... Qin Ming took a deep breath and nodded. "Fine! I'll explain the situation to the academy and the education committee! With your strength, you deserve this respect!"

"Good." Ling Feng nodded. "Then I'll join."

A smile appeared on Qin Ming's face. "Welcome aboard! The team will gather in three days to discuss tournament matters. I look forward to your performance!" With that, he took his leave.

Ling Feng looked at the invitation in his hand, his gaze deep. The All-Continent Soul Master Elite Tournament... Tang San, our first official clash was about to begin! This time, could you still shine as brilliantly as you did in the original story?