Ye Qifeng: What a Huge Chrysanthemum!

As black-and-white intertwined light flashed brightly, Ye Qifeng's consciousness began returning to his body.

"Chrysanthemum petals fall, wounds cover the ground; flowers wither, hearts break."

At that moment, a sharp cry overflowing with killing intent rang out and pierced Ye Qifeng's ears.

His consciousness completely returned to his body at that instant.

Ye Qifeng slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that entered his sight was an enormous chrysanthemum.

What a huge chrysanthemum!!

Ye Qifeng was dumbfounded for a moment.

At the same time, he was deeply curious.

For some reason, the words of that sharp cry sounded strangely familiar.

After the cry, every part of the enormous chrysanthemum—its petals, pistil, and all the rest—instantly broke apart. The pieces floated in midair, then transformed into blade after blade.

Watching the enormous chrysanthemum's sudden transformation, Ye Qifeng's eyes widened at once. His dark pupils dilated, his gaze filled with disbelief.

When he focused beneath the hovering blades formed from the huge chrysanthemum, he saw a bewitching figure.

He was greatly shocked. Was that...?

If it was, then it was not entirely unacceptable.

At the very least, the strange chrysanthemum's transformation could be explained...

It was just...

Still too soon to be certain.

Although countless thoughts flashed through Ye Qifeng's mind at that moment,

only an instant had passed.

Under the bewitching figure's control, the hovering blades turned in unison toward the same direction.

They pointed straight at a figure standing less than five meters away, shrouded from head to toe in eerie, evil-looking crimson mist.

"Go!"

The bewitching figure formed an orchid-finger gesture with his right hand and pointed diagonally at the crimson figure opposite him, roaring in anger.

In an instant, the hovering blades shot out fiercely.

Faced with blades so swift they left no trace, the crimson figure had no way to stop them.

He did not even have time to react.

Every blade pierced through his body without the slightest resistance.

"Puff, puff, puff—!"

The sound of blades slicing through flesh rang out, and scarlet blossoms of blood burst open.

Soon, after a shrill scream, the crimson figure crashed heavily to the ground.

Under Ye Qifeng's watchful gaze,

the bewitching figure drifted lightly through the air and landed not far from the fallen crimson figure.

Maintaining a safe distance, he kept his sharp, oppressive aura unleashed. Mysterious power swept through the area as he remained constantly vigilant.

At last, Ye Qifeng clearly saw the bewitching figure's appearance.

Golden hair, and a suit of combat armor matching the color of his hair.

His skin was as soft and delicate as a baby's, while his face possessed the enchanting beauty of a woman.

That was right—enchanting.

If not for the Adam's apple on his throat, no one would have believed he was actually a man.

Only after confirming that the other party had truly become a corpse did he withdraw his Soul Power pressure. At the same time, he recalled the blades dancing across the sky, gathering them back into a chrysanthemum. It slowly shrank as it floated into his palm, and with a turn of his hand, he put it away.

"Hehe—."

The bewitching figure chuckled softly, his orchid-finger gesture resting against his delicate lips, his face full of mockery.

"If she hadn't been here, and I hadn't needed to finish the mission quickly, then an Evil Soul Master at the mere Soul Saint level like you wouldn't have been worthy of making me use my Ninth Soul Skill. But... being able to taste the power of my, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's, Ninth Soul Skill is still your honor."

After speaking, Chrysanthemum Douluo turned to leave. He had no intention of collecting an enemy's corpse.

Especially not the corpse of an Evil Soul Master whom everyone on the continent wished to kill.

It was already merciful enough that he had not ground him to dust.

However, just as Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was about to take a step, he swiftly pulled his foot back.

Because he discovered a pair of eyes staring straight at him.

They were only two or three meters in front of him.

The bright black eyes were clear and pure, belonging to a fair, jade-like, naked baby boy.

At that moment, the baby's eyes were wide round, his mouth hanging open, making him look utterly adorable.

He looked at the baby, and the baby looked at him.

For a moment, one big and one small simply stared wide-eyed at each other.

"Hm? There's actually another survivor?"

Yue Guan spoke first. The corner of his mouth twitched awkwardly, and he even dropped his orchid-finger gesture. "Oh dear, I was careless!"

For someone with the cultivation of a Title Douluo, a distance of two or three meters was practically right next to him. It was extremely dangerous.

He had actually overlooked it during his Soul Power scan.

That gave me a fright. Luckily, it's only a baby and poses no threat. Otherwise, this would have been a disaster. I must remember this lesson—in battle, I need to investigate carefully and stay alert at all times.

Yue Guan lightly patted his chest, drawing a soft breath as he thought to himself.

Fuck—! It really is you! That effeminate, slutty bastard they call Ju Hua Guan!!

Ye Qifeng stared wide-eyed and blurted it out without thinking.

But he quickly realized something was wrong and immediately shut his mouth.

"Yiya, yiya, yiyaya..."

When Ye Qifeng's words reached Yue Guan's ears, they had turned into infant babble.

In any case, Yue Guan could not understand a word.

Yet Ye Qifeng was no longer calm.

To his horror, he discovered that he had become a baby.

He wanted to stand up, only to find that he could not even roll over. Raising his hands, he saw a pair of fair, tender baby hands...

Fuck—!

Ye Qifeng could not help letting out that heartfelt cry.

Yue Guan could not understand him, since all he heard was yiya yiya.

But Ye Qifeng's cries pulled Yue Guan back from his thoughts.

"Kid, you're lucky. You still managed to survive after falling into an Evil Soul Master's hands."

Clearly, Yue Guan had assumed that Ye Qifeng had been abducted by some depraved Evil Soul Master and intended as a sacrificial offering for some kind of blood ritual.

At the same time, an image he had seen from afar earlier flashed through his mind.

It had been a beam of intertwined black-and-white light that reached from heaven to earth, dividing the sky into stark black and white halves.

It must have been caused by some evil blood ritual carried out by the Evil Soul Master.

Those damned Evil Soul Masters across the continent always loved conducting strange, incomprehensible rituals. He had long since grown used to it.

Still, that beam of light had helped Spirit Hall.

One of the missions the Wuhun Hall Enforcement Team had been sent out to carry out this time was to eliminate the Evil Soul Masters hiding here.

However, the information they had received only told them that there was an Evil Soul Master hideout in this area, not its exact location.

Those Evil Soul Masters were truly cunning. Despite searching these mountains for over half a month, they had found nothing.

Only when that black-and-white light appeared had they finally been able to pinpoint the location.

Yue Guan shook his head and cleared the image from his mind.

He walked over to Ye Qifeng.

Under Ye Qifeng's bewildered gaze, he pulled a long silk scarf from his body and spread it on the ground.

Yue Guan scooped up the baby before him with both hands, gently placed him on the silk scarf, then carefully wrapped him up. Finally, he even tied a delicate bow around it.

Then Yue Guan picked Ye Qifeng up and held him in his arms.

"Time to report back!"

As soon as he spoke, Yue Guan unleashed his Soul Power, forming a protective barrier around Ye Qifeng.

Then, he rose lightly into the air.

After choosing a direction, he sped away.

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