Martial Soul's Further Evolution

Facing Ye Feng's attack, Yue Meier remained unruffled. A fierce wave of flames erupted, and her body rapidly changed.

Fine scales grew across her cheeks, and her eyes turned violet, making her look even more bewitching.

A thick snake tail extended from behind her.

With a sweep of her tail, she met Ye Feng's sharp claws.

At that moment, Ye Feng felt a powerful gust rushing toward him. With no time to dodge, he instinctively crossed his claws before his chest.

The next instant, an enormous force struck him, sending his body flying uncontrollably.

While still in midair, Ye Feng flapped his wings with all his might and finally steadied himself before hitting the ground.

"You're quite fast. You almost touched me." Yue Meier curled her lips slightly, as if mocking him.

"If that's the case, then I won't hold back." Ye Feng raised a brow, fighting spirit rising within him.

In an instant, the Accelerate Spirit Skill activated. His body appeared beside Yue Meier like a phantom, and his sharp claws traced afterimages as they instantly shrouded her entire body.

"Harden!" With a soft shout, a layer of fine red scale armor covered Yue Meier from head to toe. At that moment, she resembled a dangerous, beautiful serpent.

Ye Feng's claws struck her body, sending sparks flying as harsh scraping sounds rang out nonstop.

"Second Spirit Skill, Fire Serpent Dance." Yue Meier was not one to simply take hits without fighting back.

The Second Spirit Ring beneath her feet lit up. Flames rose from the ground and formed serpent after serpent of fire, which surged toward Ye Feng under Yue Meier's command.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng flapped his wings. Empowered by the Accelerate Spirit Skill, his body moved as though he had teleported, instantly retreating far away and leaving the fire serpents' attack range.

Yet the fire serpents seemed sentient. They swiftly gathered together, forming a Fire Python that continued charging toward Ye Feng.

But to Ye Feng, the Fire Python was still far too slow.

With a beat of his wings, Ye Feng had already circled around the Fire Python and appeared beside Yue Meier again.

Clang clang clang clang clang!

Ye Feng's sharp claws continuously struck Yue Meier's body. Even though she possessed the Harden skill, the claws still caused her bursts of pain with every blow.

The clothes on her body had long since been ruined by Ye Feng's attacks, reduced to strips of cloth. If not for the scales covering her body, she would have been exposed.

This utterly enraged Yue Meier. The python tail behind her lashed about wildly, smashing pit after pit into the ground.

But before Ye Feng's speed, all of it was futile. She could not even touch his shadow.

"Senior Sister Mei'er, admit defeat. Before my speed, all attacks are futile," Ye Feng's calm voice sounded beside Yue Meier's ear.

"Ahhh! You damn bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Yue Meier had nearly gone mad with fury. It would have been one thing if Ye Feng had kept quiet, but his words pushed her over the edge.

"Heh, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Dodging the pursuing Fire Python and Yue Meier's tail attacks, Ye Feng's gaze sharpened as he stopped holding back.

The next moment, the sound of clanging rang out again. He refused to believe that he could not break through Yue Meier's scale armor.

"Ding! Your martial spirit feels mocked by the Fire Qilin Armor. In its rage, its evolution progress has greatly increased."

"Ding! Your Spirit Evolution Progress has increased. Evolution Progress: 8/10."

The next moment, Ye Feng felt the claws on his hands become sharper, and his body grow even faster.

Rip!

A piece of scale armor on Yue Meier's body was ripped away by Ye Feng's claws, exposing the fair skin beneath.

"Junior Brother Ye Feng, stop attacking. Mei'er, you've already lost." Just as Ye Feng was about to press his advantage further—

Ning Haoran's voice rang out.

"Senior Sister Mei'er, what do you say?" Ye Feng stopped his movements and asked with a raised brow.

"Hmph, Ye Feng, is it? I'll remember you. Just you wait." Knowing that she still could not defeat Ye Feng even if they continued, Yue Meier could only give up.

"Uh, there's no need to remember me!" Ye Feng rubbed his nose. He did not want Yue Meier remembering him.

This woman was far too fiery. One look was enough to tell that she was not easy to deal with. Hadn't Ning Haoran already been pestered badly by her? Ye Feng had no desire to suffer the same fate.

"Enough, Mei'er. It was only a spar. Don't take it so seriously." Ning Haoran walked over and tried to persuade her as well.

"That's right, Sister Mei'er. My Third Brother has already lost twice, while you've only lost once. Don't mind it!" Ning Rongrong also comforted her from the side.

Though somehow, her comforting words sounded more like rubbing salt in the wound.

"Just wait. I'll come find you again," Yue Meier said unwillingly.

"Don't, Senior Sister Mei'er." Ye Feng panicked when he heard that. In his haste, he suddenly spotted Ning Haoran. His eyes shifted, and he quietly stepped in front of Yue Meier, whispering into her ear.

"As long as you don't cause me trouble, how about I help you pursue Senior Brother Haoran? My relationship with him is very good."

Better a fellow Daoist suffer than me. At a time like this, Ye Feng could not care about anything else. He had to get rid of this woman first.

"Really?" Yue Meier's eyes lit up, and her attitude toward Ye Feng instantly changed.

"Really." Ye Feng nodded firmly.

"Haha, you should've said so earlier!" Yue Meier patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said boldly, "Junior Brother Ye Feng, you're not bad."

Ye Feng: ...

Heh, women.

Although he did not know what Ye Feng and Yue Meier had said, seeing that the two had made up as if nothing had happened, Ning Haoran also breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew Yue Meier's temper well—she always meant what she said.

If she held a grudge against someone, Junior Brother Ye Feng would have plenty of headaches ahead of him.

Just like he did now.

What he did not know was that his Junior Brother Ye Feng had already sold him out.

From today's battle, Ye Feng had gained quite a lot. His Spirit Evolution Progress had risen by three points at once. He believed that in a few more days, his martial soul would evolve again.

Over the next few days, Ye Feng's life settled into calm routine. During the day, he underwent training from the two Douluo, and his soul power accumulated at an astonishing pace.

A week later, accompanied by a burst of excruciating pain, Ye Feng's martial soul evolved once more.

"Ding. After arduous cultivation, your martial soul has evolved into a Top-Tier Sparrow!"

The next moment, a row of data appeared before Ye Feng's eyes.

Host: Ye Feng

Martial Soul: Top-Tier Sparrow (0/10)

Level: Level 11 (Innate Full Soul Power)

Soul Skill: Acceleration (Mastered)

Skill: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Meditation Method (Minor Accomplishment)

A sparrow... it was still a sparrow...

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng felt that the sparrow martial soul had already evolved to its peak.

If it evolved again, it would likely undergo an enormous change.

After all, it was already top-tier. There was no higher rank beyond that.

At that thought, Ye Feng's heart immediately burned with excitement.

He looked forward to the next evolution even more.

After evolving into a top-tier martial soul, Ye Feng's martial soul also underwent tremendous changes.

The greatest change was in its wings. Their formerly dull color began shifting toward charcoal gray, and when the wings spread, the feathers on its body became sharp as well.

With the boost in speed, they possessed a certain degree of lethality.

Its claws also became sharper. The tips of its talons would occasionally flash with cold light, clearly exceptionally sharp.

His vision also became clearer. Now, even without Martial Soul Possession, he could make out the slightest movements a hundred meters away—even mosquitoes were visible with perfect clarity.