A Promise Just for One Person!

A flash of surprise crossed Lin Feng's eyes; this convenient teacher's insight was even sharper than he had anticipated.

He nodded and said slowly, "That's right. So far, the most I've done is a full set of buffs for a Soul Saint. The soul power consumption is no different from when I use it on a Soul Grand Master. As for anything above a Soul Saint, I haven't had the chance to test it, so I can't make any rash judgments."

"Besides, I've poured over a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins into this, hard cash. If this soul skill didn't have some real substance, wouldn't I just be a total sucker? Not to mention, your investment is in here too, Teacher; I can't let you lose money."

He dropped his joking tone and raised his eyes to meet Qian Renxue's gilded phoenix eyes.

"Also, congratulations, Teacher. By virtue of your dual status as my savior and my angel investor, you have officially unlocked a one-of-a-kind, permanent exclusive privilege."

"From now on, all Godly Gear and buffs are yours to choose at will, forever, and free of charge. This privilege is yours alone."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was slightly stunned. Looking at the money-grubbing little guy who always managed to bring her unexpected surprises, a very genuine, very soft smile curled at the corners of her lips.

This smile was devoid of any pretense; it was a sincerity she rarely revealed after years of living amidst schemes and disguises.

Her gilded phoenix eyes surged with possessiveness and warmth. She asked softly, a hint of anticipation in her tone that even she hadn't noticed.

"A privilege for me alone? Is it really only for me, forever?"

Lin Feng nodded and smiled. "That goes without saying. There's only one exclusive slot, after all. Any more than that and I'd be losing money, and I don't do business that loses money."

The smile in Qian Renxue's eyes deepened, though she quickly reined in her emotions, returning to her usual cold and indifferent demeanor.

"Very well. Once the cooldown for that Dragon Soldier buff of yours is over, I would like to experience it."

"No problem."

Lin Feng agreed without hesitation. "Just call for me once the buff is off cooldown, Teacher."

With the Blue Sentinel Power providing a constant stream of soul power recovery as a safety net, the two didn't have to worry about soul power depletion at all, and their figures darted rapidly through the gloomy, dense forest.

Under the shadows of the canopy, Snake Lance Douluo was shaking with excitement. He grabbed the shoulder of Porcupinefish Douluo beside him and gave it a hard shake.

"Fatty, did you see that! The Young Master smiled. It was a genuine smile from the heart. How many years has it been? I can't even remember how many years it's been since I last saw the Young Master smile."

Porcupinefish Douluo looked at the two figures moving side-by-side below and couldn't help but sigh with relief.

"Indeed! How many years... these past years, the Young Master has been far too lonely, without even a single friend to speak the truth to."

Inside a crude wooden cabin, "Flender, it's been several hours already. That kid Lin Feng must have run into trouble; I have to go find him."

Zhao Wuji stood up abruptly from his stool and rushed toward the door, his eyes filled with agitation.

"Old Zhao, get back here!"

Flender rose instantly to block the doorway, his hands gripping Zhao Wuji's thick arm tightly. His face, usually carrying a hint of cunning, was now filled with gloom.

"Calm yourself! The Star Dou Forest is vast and boundless. You're alone—how are you going to find him? Where are you going to look?"

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to steady his mind.

"Lin Feng likely just ran into a minor problem or has other business. Don't forget, he has six Dragon Soldiers, each with thousand-year-level strength. No one in the outer perimeter can do anything to him."

"The outer perimeter?"

Zhao Wuji stiffened, his face turning deathly pale as he muttered, "That kid wouldn't... he wouldn't have accidentally lost his way and wandered into the inner circle, would he?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Flender's heart sank, filled with self-reproach.

If that were true, it would be disastrous. The inner circle of the Star Dou Forest was crawling with ten-thousand-year soul beasts. Even he couldn't guarantee he would make it out unscathed, let alone a two-ring Soul Grand Master.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer and ordered urgently, "Old Zhao, I'll follow the route of the secret passage toward the inner circle to look for him. You stay here and keep an eye on the movements of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's leadership. If Lin Feng really has fallen into their hands, remember..."

"Do not act rashly! You must wait for me to return!"

He spread his gray wings, transforming into a black streak of light as he flew at full speed toward the inner circle of the Star Dou Forest.

Only one thought filled his mind.

"Lin Feng, please, don't let anything happen to you!"

Only Zhao Wuji remained in the wooden cabin.

The candlelight flickered, the light reflecting the dried blood still on his face. He remembered how, when Lin Feng was first brought back by Flender, the boy had called him Uncle Zhao with every breath.

Zhao Wuji's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists. The pressure of a Soul Saint radiated uncontrollably, and the murderous intent in his eyes grew ever more intense.

"Blood Wolf Mercenary Group... you had better pray that Lin Feng is unharmed. If he loses even a single hair, I will raze your wolf den to the ground, even if it costs me my life!"

One week later, Inner region of the Star Dou Forest.

"Roar—"

A tiger's roar that shook the mountains and forests erupted, and the Golden Flame Sword Tiger, its entire body covered in gilded patterns, suddenly opened its ferocious maw.

A scorching pillar of golden fire streaked rapidly toward the figure in mid-air, the air itself twisting and warping wherever it passed.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, steadying her figure as her first yellow spirit ring suddenly lit up, and she murmured indifferently.

"Angel Shield."

A holy, pure white light shield condensed instantly before her, pressing tightly against the thin, cicada-wing-like Witch Shield that shimmered with a faint blue halo; one bright and one dim, they formed a perfect dual defense.

The violent pillar of fire slammed fiercely into the shields, the spell shield of the Cloak of the Witch triggering first, holding firm against the full-force flame breath for two seconds before shattering with a sharp crack.

Relying on those two seconds of buffer, Qian Renxue flapped her wings, her figure darting sideways like a streak of light to evade the residual waves of fire, remaining completely unscathed.

On a thick tree branch not far away, Lin Feng watched the figure in the air, who resembled a female war god, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

Her brows were like distant mountains holding dark pigment, her eyes like gilded cold stars; the extreme, exquisite coldness intertwined with sharp, heroic spirit, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

He sighed inwardly.

It's a pity that my cheap teacher's personality is too cold; otherwise, she would be the perfect creation of the Master of All Things.

Watching Qian Renxue soar with flapping wings and slash through the fire with her sword, Lin Feng felt a surge of envy in his heart.

When would he be able to stop acting like a pendant on a tree, face spirit beasts head-on, and fly freely through the sky?

A yellow spirit ring suddenly lit up, and he murmured.

"Wrath of the Dominator."

Qian Renxue, suspended in mid-air, was momentarily stunned, feeling a strange yet completely controllable surge of spirit power instantly bind itself to her.

A clear message echoed in her mind: she could trigger this spirit skill at any time to summon three dragon-type spirit beasts known as "Dominator Vanguards" to fight for her.

"Is this the Dragon Soldier that little Lin mentioned before?"

Her heart stirred, and she curiously triggered the ability.

The next moment, Three massive, dark vortices unfolded behind her without warning, and a dense dragon might instantly swept across the entire area.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by three dragon roars that shook the mountains and forests, three Dominator Vanguards, their bodies dark purple, covered in indestructible dragon scales, and sporting ferocious dragon horns, flew out from the vortices with fierce momentum.

Their scarlet, violent dragon eyes locked firmly onto the Golden Flame Sword Tiger below, and the superior bloodline pressure of the high-ranking dragon race instantly forced the Golden Flame Sword Tiger to lower its body, letting out a low, wary growl.