God-Bestowed Martial Soul and Preparing to Flee (Seeking Collection, Seeking Follow-up Reads)

The meal was finally over.

The divine attendants cleared away the bowls and dishes, replacing them with tea and refreshments.

The crowd began to chat in small groups.

Yu Xiaogang leaned in toward Tang San again, whispering something inaudible.

Following this, Tang San's complexion darkened visibly.

Feng Yan sat there motionless, holding Tang Wutong in his arms.

Tang San noticed his unusual behavior. "Feng Yan, is something the matter?"

It was time.

Feng Yan took a deep breath.

He stood up and walked to the center of the great hall, still holding Tang Wutong.

"I have an announcement to make."

Everyone turned to look at him in unison.

Tang San raised an eyebrow.

Xiao Wu's hand tightened slightly around her teacup.

Feng Yan looked down at the little girl in his arms. "Wutong, do you want to guess what gift Uncle Feng has for you?"

Tang Wutong tilted her small face upward, her eyes sparkling.

"What gift?"

"Take a guess."

"Candied haws?"

"No."

"A little rabbit?"

"No."

"Then what is it!"

Tang Wutong tugged at his sleeve, acting spoiled.

Feng Yan smiled and raised his right hand.

A ball of golden flame appeared in his palm, streaked with pale red; it looked as gentle as jade, yet it contained a terrifying heat.

The temperature in the hall rose abruptly.

"This is!"

Dai Mubai straightened his posture.

Ning Rongrong whispered, "That is the Samadhi True Fire that Brother Feng created himself, his very own source flame."

Tang Wutong stared at the fire, her eyes transfixed.

"So pretty..."

"It's for you."

Feng Yan said.

Tang Wutong was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

"God of Fire, what are you doing?"

Tang San stood up, his brows furrowed.

"A gift for Wutong."

Feng Yan interrupted him, his tone casual. "Since Wutong calls me Uncle Feng, I, as her uncle, must show some gesture."

Tang San stared at him without speaking.

Feng Yan's heart hammered like a drum, but his expression remained as steady as an old dog.

He slowly pushed the fire seed toward the center of Tang Wutong's forehead.

"Don't be afraid, it isn't hot."

Tang Wutong stood obediently, her eyes unblinking.

The golden flame slowly sank into her forehead.

Then, Feng Yan's expression changed.

He felt a familiar ripple.

It was his original martial soul.

That wisp of flame that had been with him since Holy Soul Village, the seed that had evolved step by step from a tiny flicker into the Samadhi True Fire.

Inside Tang Wutong, she had actually inherited that initial wisp of his fire seed!

How could this be...

Feng Yan's mind went blank.

He had never inspected Tang Wutong's martial soul. She wasn't even six yet, the age for awakening, so no one could see it.

Not even a god could easily peer into it.

But now, the source of his Samadhi True Fire had entered Tang Wutong's body and was actually resonating with that dormant wisp of fire.

The two flames began to draw closer.

They began to merge.

Once the fusion succeeded, a complete Fire God Mark belonging to him would be left within Tang Wutong's body.

When that time came, it would inevitably draw the investigation of Tang San, and then the fact that Tang Wutong was his daughter would be very hard to hide.

No!

Feng Yan snapped back to his senses instantly.

On the surface, he was still smiling, but in secret, he split off another strand of divine power, following the path the Samadhi True Fire had taken to silently probe into Tang Wutong's body.

Found it.

That little wisp of fire was dancing joyfully, as if it had met a relative.

Feng Yan hardened his heart.

He quickly split off a wisp of divine consciousness, hid it within Tang Wutong's sea of consciousness, and then began to seal it.

The divine consciousness wrapped around the source of the Samadhi True Fire, forcibly separating it from the fire seed.

One layer.

Two layers.

Three layers.

Three layers of seals locked the Samadhi True Fire tight, making it impossible for it to truly merge with the fire seed.

Only when Feng Yan bestowed the Fire God Trial would this Samadhi True Fire reveal its true form.

From the outside, it looked like the ceremony to bestow the martial soul had been completed smoothly.

Only Feng Yan knew.

He was covering up a massive secret.

"All done."

Feng Yan withdrew his hand, his smile as calm as ever.

Tang Wutong rubbed her belly, let out a tiny burp, and a wisp of smoke drifted out.

"Huh?"

"It's warm."

Tang Wutong blinked her eyes.

Feng Yan laughed, "That's normal."

He looked down at the little girl in his arms, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Silly girl.

You almost got your father killed.

"Fire God?"

Tang San's voice rang out.

Feng Yan looked up.

Tang San walked over, his gaze lingering on his face for a moment.

"Your complexion doesn't look too good."

Feng Yan smiled, "It might be because the consumption just now was a bit high."

Tang San nodded and didn't press the matter further.

But he glanced at Tang Wutong.

He looked once, then looked again.

Feng Yan's heart rate accelerated.

Could Tang San have discovered something unusual?

No!

He couldn't stay in the God Realm for much longer.

He had too many secrets in the God Realm, so he had to find a reason to leave.

Otherwise, his life would likely be in jeopardy.

Feng Yan's mind raced at high speed.

A reason.

What reason could justify his departure from the God Realm?

Patrolling the lower realms?

A First-Class God of Fire patrolling the lower realms? He wasn't one of those mere minor deities.

Could it be becoming a God King?

Yes...

Breaking through to God King!

"God of Fire?"

Tang San called out again.

Feng Yan snapped back to reality, meeting those bottomless eyes.

"What are you thinking about?"

Feng Yan looked up at Tang San.

"I suddenly remembered something."

"What is it?"

Hearing this, a hint of doubt colored Tang San's voice.

Feng Yan explained, "I have been stuck at the peak of First-Class God for ten thousand years, and recently, there have been faint signs of a breakthrough."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up: "Brother Feng is going to become the sixth God King of the God Realm?"

Feng Yan waved his hand, "It is only a sign. The God Realm is too comfortable, so I need to find a place to go into seclusion. I may have to leave the God Realm for a period of time."

It was extremely difficult for a First-Class God to leave the God Realm.

It was almost impossible.

Unless he could obtain approval from the God Realm Committee.

The first hurdle was Tang San, who served as the God of Law Enforcement for the God Realm.

Next was the God King of Destruction.

As for the two God Kings, Goodness and Evil, he didn't care much about them.

That couple hadn't ascended long ago, and the previous generation of Goodness and Evil hadn't even left them their Super Artifacts.

Furthermore, Feng Yan had a good personal relationship with that couple, so it was unlikely they would obstruct him on this matter.

Destruction...

He... should agree, right...

After all, the God of Destruction was the one who most desired the God Realm to be powerful.

An additional God King in the God Realm, while diluting power, was ultimately a good thing.

As for that saintly God King of Life?

She and the God King of Destruction were a married couple; if her husband agreed, could she really object?

In that case, it all came down to Tang San.

Feng Yan understood Tang San very well.

Selfish, vindictive, a petty man through and through.

If he became a God King, he would inevitably carve out a portion of Tang San's power.

The God Realm Committee currently had five God Kings, each managing their own domain.

Tang San held Law Enforcement, Destruction held Order, Life held Creation, and Lie Yan and Ji Dong had just arrived and hadn't yet found their footing.

In the eyes of Destruction and the other gods, he was part of Tang San's faction.

If he became the sixth God King, whose power would be divided?

It could only be Tang San's.

Given Tang San's personality, would he be happy about that?

After a long silence.

"I do not oppose this matter. I will discuss it with the other four God Kings later." Tang San pondered for a long time before finally speaking.

He didn't immediately object?

Feng Yan was somewhat surprised.

Based on his understanding of Tang San, the latter was definitely not such a magnanimous person.

If Tang San could agree to let him descend to the lower realms to break through to God King, it meant that this matter held no conflict of interest for him, or perhaps it even aided some of his schemes.

What kind of conspiracy was this old schemer brewing now?