"Blood Contract" was an ability unique to the bloodkin. Aside from sharing physical damage between the bound parties, it also allowed them to clearly sense each other's location.
Crack!
Ye Feng kicked the dormitory door open.
The Fatty Evil Spirit was just writhing toward the window, preparing to escape. A crow mask was imprinted in its fat-laden belly, clearly showing that Men Qian was trapped inside.
In an instant, the black blade was unsheathed!
The slash landed on the thick layer of fat.
Eek, eek, eek!
As with Men Qian's situation, the black blade somehow failed to cut through the opponent's layer of fat. Instead, it was wrapped in the sunken fat.
"That's—!" Fortunately, Ye Feng's combat experience was astounding. He sheathed his blade at once and retreated explosively.
"Delicious food. Once I've finished eating him, I'll come eat you."
The evil spirit seemed unwilling to fight Ye Feng. Its plump body slowly seeped into the floor.
"Trying to leave?"
Ye Feng placed great importance on brotherhood. Ever since he had come into contact with Men Qian, the two often worked together.
In terms of physical recovery, Ye Feng was far inferior to Yu Jing.
Moreover, his killing techniques were not as versatile as Yu Jing's, which could be used at both close and long range while incorporating the unfathomable Chaos Secret Art.
With his demonic bloodline combined with his blade techniques, Ye Feng could only kill enemies head-on. Getting injured was inevitable.
Men Qian's existence meant Ye Feng had no need to hold back. He only had to crush his opponents with overwhelming force. Men Qian could keep up with his movements throughout the battle and heal his injuries.
The instant he saw the opponent intending to take Men Qian away, Ye Feng planted both hands on the ground,