Teasing Wu Feng

"The Sunset Forest is much more relaxed. Last time in the Star Dou Great Forest, I ran into a pack of fierce beasts. Luckily, I'm quick-witted and managed to escape."

"You ran into a pack of fierce beasts? You're blowing smoke without even blinking."

"It's true! The Three-Headed Red Demon Mastiff was one, and there was also... never mind, that was the only one."

"You lecher!"

"Shh, a fierce beast has delivered itself to our doorstep!"

"Look at its color and tail bone; it's a two-thousand-year Earth King. It has both fire and earth attributes, which is perfect for you, Wu Feng."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he lowered his voice to speak to Wu Feng.

"Wouldn't it be too risky for the three of us to take it on? That's a king-level soul beast..."

Wu Feng looked at the snow-white, massive scorpion-shaped soul beast in the distance, her tone slightly grave.

"No worries," Lin Feng quickly formulated a tactic. "You launch a feint from the front to attract its attention, and I'll seize the chance to blow up its tail. That's its core offensive weapon."

"And Ning Tian, you prioritize supporting Wu Feng; don't worry about me."

In truth, Lin Feng's strength was more than enough to handle it alone, but he wanted to use this opportunity to let his two companions hone their coordination in preparation for the freshman assessment.

"Alright, but you must be careful. Don't push yourself," Wu Feng cautioned.

Wu Feng was the first to leap out, her Red Dragon martial soul instantly possessing her. Her figure surged in size, the aesthetic of violence fully unleashed.

Her curves seemed even fuller than last time...

It appeared that the higher the soul power level, the more pronounced the physical changes became.

I have to say, Lin Feng absolutely loved this transformation of her martial soul; the visual contrast was extreme.

Lin Feng pulled Ning Tian up into a nearby tree with light movements, concealing their presence as they waited for the right moment.

The Earth King ahead had already sensed hostility; it slammed its tail into the ground, causing lava to churn.

With a flick, a scorching lava bomb shot straight toward Wu Feng's face.

"Second soul skill, Dragon's Wrath!"

"The Seven Treasures has a name, the first is: Power!"

Ning Tian's amplification followed in time. Under the dual boost, Wu Feng's strength skyrocketed as she shouted, "First soul skill, Dragon's Fire!"

Three dragon flames roared out; one met the lava bomb, while the other two went straight for the Earth King's head.

This continuous burst took a heavy toll on Wu Feng. Her chest heaved violently, and those full curves were even more striking under the possession of the Red Dragon...

"So white..."

Lin Feng saw it clearly from the tree. Ning Tian knew he was looking where he shouldn't and immediately gave Lin Feng's arm a fierce twist.

"Ah, it hurts! I meant the Earth King is so white..."

Lin Feng couldn't help but cough lightly, hurriedly collecting his thoughts as he argued.

By now, the Earth King had quickly fired a second lava bomb, neutralizing the second dragon flame, while its tail swept across to block the third.

Taking advantage of the moment when the sparks scattered and Wu Feng's vision was obscured, the Earth King quietly lowered its body, then sprang up like a coiled spring, pouncing straight at Wu Feng.

"Watch out!"

Lin Feng swooped down from the tree like a falcon, but it was already too late to intercept.

Wu Feng was sent flying over ten meters by the heavy impact. She barely managed to prop herself up upon landing before coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

"You're courting death!"

A chill surged in the depths of Lin Feng's eyes. He stepped forward like thunder, grabbing the Earth King's two giant pincers with his bare hands and pulling with brute force.

Crack!

Amidst the sound of shattering armor, both pincers were torn off.

In agonizing pain, the Earth King thrust its tail needle toward Lin Feng's chest, but it was like striking a wall of copper and iron.

"Are you scratching an itch for me?"

Lin Feng's tone was icy. With one hand on each side, he proceeded to dismantle the Earth King's six legs one by one.

Throughout the process, the tail needle stabbed frantically, yet it couldn't inflict the slightest injury.

Following that, his hand moved like a blade, a sharp, precise strike severing the tail needle.

In the blink of an eye, that massive body had been whittled down into a bare scorpion stick.

The mangled remains were tossed aside by Lin Feng, landing heavily in front of Wu Feng.

This brutal, crushing display left Wu Feng and Ning Tian in the distance completely stunned, speechless for a moment.

"It's your turn!"

Lin Feng shouted to Wu Feng.

The injured Wu Feng snapped back to reality. Facing the Earth King right before her, she swung her sharp claws, cleanly tearing its head apart.

A deep, purple soul ring slowly emerged.

"Today I've truly witnessed your strength; you're even more of a Tyrant Dragon than I am."

Wu Feng's tone was complex as her Red Dragon possession state gradually faded, beads of sweat still clinging to her forehead.

The look she gave Lin Feng held a newfound depth.

"You're talking quite a lot today, not like you at all. Go on and absorb your Soul Ring; I'll stand guard for you."

Lin Feng said this with a subtle, almost imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Feng said no more, sitting cross-legged on the spot to begin guiding the purple thousand-year Soul Ring.

As expected, the absorption process was not smooth.

Her face gradually turned pale and her body trembled slightly, clearly under immense pressure.

Lin Feng immediately sat behind her, pressing his palms lightly against her back to slowly channel his pure Red Dragon Heart Fire into her.

However, this flame seemed to be laced with something else.

Wu Feng keenly sensed a strange, scorching heat with a provocative undertone quietly seeping into her meridians.

It stirred an indescribable restlessness deep within her...

Even causing her to let out involuntary, stifled gasps...

This lecher!

Once I finish absorbing this Soul Ring, I'm going to beat him to a pulp!

Why is my fantasy object this bastard, when clearly...

Time slowly ticked by.

Hoo—

The moment Wu Feng let out a long breath and opened her eyes, she spun around and threw a heavy punch, slamming it into Lin Feng's chest.

"Is this how you repay kindness with ingratitude!"

Lin Feng clutched his chest, feigning grievance as he shouted, though his eyes hid a triumphant smile.

He knew this punch was well-deserved.

Just moments ago, he had intentionally mixed in a trace of Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire, forcing Wu Feng to endure a bit of extra torment while absorbing her Soul Ring.

"What's wrong, Wu Feng? Did he take advantage of you again?" Ning Tian stepped forward with concern.

"It's nothing." Wu Feng's cheeks flushed crimson; she glared at Lin Feng, unable to bring herself to speak of it.

She stood up, drenched in sweat, her tight leather outfit clinging stickily to her skin, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.

"Lin Feng, you... get lost," Wu Feng turned her head away, her ears burning red, "I need to change."

"Fine, fine, I'm rolling away."

As Lin Feng stood up, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the violently heaving snow-white skin at her neckline. His breath hitched, and he quickly averted his gaze.

The aftereffects of that Phoenix Evil Fire really are too potent...

"Lecher! Still looking?"

"Don't worry, I definitely won't use spirit detection to peek."

"Get lost!"

Lin Feng dusted off his backside and turned to leave, a smile tugging at his lips.

He considered himself a gentleman, at least a gentleman who knew how to exercise restraint, and he had no interest in such things.

After Wu Feng changed her clothes, Lin Feng suggested they pack up and prepare for the return journey.

However, Ning Tian gently tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve at that moment.

She lowered her gaze, her voice filled with hesitation yet harboring a certain resolve: "Lin Feng, could you help me hunt a two-thousand-year Soul Beast as well?"

Lin Feng turned around, frowning: "You are a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; I'm afraid the sect wouldn't approve of you taking such risks. I cannot easily make that decision for you."

"Everything in my past was arranged by the sect." Ning Tian looked up, her eyes resolute, "But this time, I want to decide my own life and be responsible for myself."

"I don't have a problem with it, but do you have the means to kill a Soul Beast? Like Tang Sect hidden weapons?"

"I don't have hidden weapons, but I have Soul Tools provided by the sect; I have the strength to fight."

"Soul Tools, huh..."

Hearing this, Lin Feng fell silent for a moment before finally nodding slightly, a trace of emotion in his expression.

It seems even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is gradually abandoning Tang Sect hidden weapons...