Street Encounter, Withstanding Hu Liena's Charm

To hunt it, one must have Uncle Yue Guan and Uncle Gui Mei join forces to immediately unleash their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Polar Static Domain, to immobilize it, followed by a trusted and powerful confidant delivering the finishing blow from the sidelines. Only then would there be a one hundred percent chance of success.

The timing is not yet right.

My own strength is still too weak; in a battle of that caliber, I wouldn't even qualify to be cannon fodder.

More importantly, the accumulation of trust is not yet deep enough.

This heaven-sent opportunity must wait until the two of them have not a shred of suspicion left toward me, to the point where they could entrust their lives to me, before I can lay the entire plan out.

Ye Feng suppressed this insane plan in the depths of his heart for now, deciding to take things one step at a time.

The most pressing matter is still to improve his own strength.

The next day, just as the sky was beginning to brighten.

Ye Feng got up early, changed into a simple casual outfit, and walked out of the small courtyard.

In the early morning of Martial Soul City, the air was permeated with a unique sense of solemnity and vitality. Shops on both sides of the street were opening one after another, and the passing Soul Masters were all full of spirit and steady in their aura, completely different from a place like Nuoding City.

Ye Feng casually found a breakfast stall by the roadside; the owner was a middle-aged man who looked very kind.

"Boss, one bowl of meat noodles, extra scallions."

"Coming right up, sir, please take a seat!"

The steaming hot noodles were served quickly, the broth clear and delicious, the noodles chewy. Ye Feng did not stand on ceremony, picked up his chopsticks, and began to slurp them down, savoring this rare atmosphere of worldly life.

Just as he was eating with great relish, a series of brisk footsteps approached from afar, and three figures sat down at the table next to him.

Two boys and one girl, all around thirteen or fourteen years old.

The leader was a boy with neat, short black hair and a handsome face, though his brow carried an irrepressible air of arrogance.

The girl beside him had short golden hair, a tall and hot figure, and a pair of fox eyes that sparkled with natural charm.

As for the other red-haired youth, he followed the two like a lackey, his gaze toward the girl filled with undisguised fanaticism and obsequiousness.

Ye Feng just looked up inadvertently, his gaze sweeping over the girl for a brief moment.

It was this fleeting moment that brought about a monstrous disaster.

"Hey! You brat, what are you looking at?"

The red-haired youth slammed the table, stood up, and glared at Ye Feng, as if his own treasure had been coveted by someone else.

This sudden, violent shout caused the entire breakfast stall to fall silent.

Ye Feng slowly put down his chopsticks, speechless in his heart.

Truly, one sits at home, and the pot falls from the sky.

From the way the two addressed each other just now, combined with their iconic appearances, he identified the trio almost instantly.

The Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall!

Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan!

And the one glaring at him right now was obviously that ultimate simp who loved Hu Liena to the point of madness, Yan.

"Yan, what is wrong with you? The little brother just took an accidental look, so what?"

Hu Liena gave Yan a coquettish glare, then turned her head, her soul-snatching fox eyes landing on Ye Feng with great interest, and she even gave him a playful wink.

With just that, a strange, fragrant scent drifted into his nostrils, and Ye Feng's mind instantly felt a bit dazed.

The girl before him seemed to transform into the most beautiful treasure in the world, making one want to draw near, wanting to offer everything to her.

Damn it! This is mental charm!

This enchantress, to actually play dirty against a seemingly harmless youth like him in such a public place, wanting to make him embarrass himself in the street! How sinister her intentions are!

Ye Feng's consciousness struggled frantically on the edge of sinking, the foundation of his mental power from two lifetimes erupting at this moment to forcibly hold onto the last shred of clarity.

His cheeks flushed slightly, and his breathing became a bit rapid, but he ultimately withstood the attack, appearing only a little dizzy.

This scene left the three who were originally watching the show feeling a hint of surprise.

"Eh? Nana, this little shrimp actually resisted your charm?"

The faint smile that had been hanging on Xie Yue's face finally showed a trace of astonishment.

Yan was also stunned; he had seen with his own eyes how many Soul Ancestor-level experts had made fools of themselves under this move of Hu Liena's. This unremarkable kid before him had actually only been dazed for a moment?

"Indeed, to run into such an interesting little brother so early in the morning."

Hu Liena's interest grew even stronger. She extended the tip of her tongue to lightly lick her rosy lips, and with a seductive cat-like gait, she walked toward Ye Feng's table.

An even more intense fragrance wafted toward him.

Ye Feng forcibly suppressed the dizziness in his head, regained his clarity, and watched the encroaching Hu Liena with caution.

"I say, you've gone too far."

His voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Hmph, kid, too far? And what can you do about it!"

Seeing Ye Feng dare to talk back, Yan let out a disdainful sneer, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

Looking at this hopeless sycophant before him, Ye Feng only felt a wave of sorrow.

"Little brother, judging by your appearance, your soul power should have just reached the level of a Soul Grand Master."

Hu Liena stopped at Ye Feng's table, looking down at him from her superior position, her breath sweet as orchids:

"How is it that I don't remember a character like you among the students of Martial Soul City?"

This enchantress—even in her casual speech, she wove in mental guidance; one careless moment and you would be led by the nose.

She was truly a natural-born mental-type control Soul Master.

"My apologies, but this humble one has just arrived in Martial Soul City and is not a student of Martial Soul Hall."

Ye Feng stood up and pulled a few Gold Soul Coins from his pocket, placing them on the table:

"If there is nothing else, the meal is paid for, and this humble one will take his leave."

Having said that, he turned and walked away without even looking back.

Hm?

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were all stunned.

This kid... he just left like that?

Facing the Golden Generation, facing the "favor" of the Pope of Martial Soul Hall's disciple, shouldn't he be flattered, or at least terrified?

What was this attitude of complete indifference supposed to mean?

"Bastard! Did we say you could leave?"

Yan's fury was completely ignited, and he roared wildly.

"Forget it, Yan."

Xie Yue reached out to stop him and shook his head:

"Lowering yourself to bicker with a child only diminishes your own status."

Hu Liena, however, watched Ye Feng's departing back with great interest, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger as she whispered to herself:

"To be able to resist my charm with sheer willpower the entire time... he really is an extraordinary little fellow..."

"Nana, there's no need to care; he's just a slightly strange brat."

Xie Yue comforted her.

"I was just curious for a moment, I didn't expect him to ignore us entirely."

Hu Liena spread her hands in a helpless gesture, looking as if she had suffered a great grievance.

"That brat! How dare he snub Nana! If I run into him again, I'll make sure he learns why the flowers are so red!"

Yan clenched his fists tightly, swearing through gritted teeth.