"Sunset Forest is so much easier. Last time in the Star Dou Great Forest, I ran into a whole pack of Ferocious Beasts. Good thing I was clever enough to get away."
"You ran into a whole pack of Ferocious Beasts? You can't make up a story without even trying."
"I really did! The Three-Headed Red Demon Mastiff was one, and there was also a little... Never mind, just that one."
"You lecher!"
"Shh, a Ferocious Beast is coming right to us!"
"Judging by its color and tailbone, that's a two-thousand-year-old Earth King. It has both fire and earth attributes, so it's perfect for you, Wu Feng."
A glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he lowered his voice and spoke to Wu Feng.
"Won't it be too risky for the three of us to take it on? That's a King-class Soul Beast..."
Wu Feng gazed at the enormous, snow-white scorpion-shaped Soul Beast in the distance, her voice tinged with gravity.
"It's fine." Lin Feng quickly laid out a plan. "You'll draw its attention with a feint from the front. I'll wait for an opening and smash its tail. That's its main means of attack."
"And Ning Tian, focus on supporting Wu Feng. Don't worry about me."
Lin Feng was strong enough to handle it alone, but he wanted his two companions to use this chance to sharpen their teamwork and prepare for the freshman assessment.
"All right. Just be careful, and don't push yourself," Wu Feng reminded him.
Wu Feng leaped out first. Her Red Dragon Martial Soul instantly possessed her, and her figure grew dramatically, radiating a fierce, almost beautiful power.
Her curves seemed even fuller than last time...
It seemed the higher one's Soul Power Level, the more pronounced the changes to the body.
Lin Feng had to admit he loved seeing her transform into this Martial Soul form. The contrast was incredibly striking.
Taking Ning Tian with him, Lin Feng lightly leaped onto a nearby tree. He concealed their auras and waited for the right moment.
The Earth King ahead had already sensed their hostility. Its tail stabbed into the ground, sending molten lava surging up.
Then it whipped its tail, sending a blazing ball of lava straight at Wu Feng's face.
"Second Soul Skill, Dragon's Wrath!"
"Seven Treasures Have Names. First: Strength!"
Ning Tian's enhancement arrived just in time. With the double boost, Wu Feng's strength surged. She cried, "First Soul Skill, Dragon's Fire!"
Three blasts of Dragon Flame roared forth. One met the lava ball, while the other two went straight for the Earth King's head.
The sustained burst took a toll on Wu Feng. Her chest rose and fell heavily, and her full curves stood out even more in her Red Dragon-possessed state...
"So white..."
Lin Feng had a clear view from the tree. Ning Tian knew he was looking where he shouldn't, so she immediately pinched his arm hard.
"Ah, that hurts! I meant the Earth King's so white..."
Lin Feng gave a dry cough and hurriedly tried to defend himself, pulling his mind back to the fight.
The Earth King quickly fired a second lava ball, countering the second blast of Dragon Flame. At the same time, it swept its tail across, blocking the third.
While sparks scattered and Wu Feng's vision was obscured, the Earth King quietly lowered its body, then sprang up like a released spring and pounced straight at her.
"Look out!"
Like a hawk stooping on its prey, Lin Feng swooped down from the tree, but he was too late to stop it.
Wu Feng was sent flying more than ten meters by the impact. When she landed, she barely managed to prop herself up before coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.
"You're dead!"
Cold intent surged through Lin Feng's eyes. He stepped forward like a thunderclap, seized the Earth King's two massive pincers with his bare hands, and wrenched them apart with all his might.
Crack!
Amid the splintering of its shell, both pincers were torn off by force.
In agony, the Earth King thrust its stinger at Lin Feng's chest, only for it to strike him like a blow against an iron wall.
"Is that supposed to tickle?"
Lin Feng's voice was icy. Taking one leg in each hand, he ripped off the Earth King's six limbs one by one.
Its stinger jabbed wildly the whole time, but couldn't hurt him in the slightest.
Then, with a swipe of his hand like a blade, he delivered a fierce chop that precisely severed the stinger.
In the blink of an eye, the enormous creature had been reduced to a bare, stick-like scorpion.
Lin Feng casually flung the mangled body down in front of Wu Feng.
Wu Feng and Ning Tian stared at the brutal display of overwhelming force from a distance, stunned into silence.
"Your turn!"
Lin Feng called out to Wu Feng.
Wounded, Wu Feng came to her senses. Facing the Earth King right in front of her, she swept her claws through the air and cleanly tore its head apart.
A deep purple Soul Ring slowly appeared.
"Today, I finally got to see what you can really do. You're more of a Tyrant Dragon than I am."
Wu Feng's voice was complicated. Her Red Dragon possession gradually faded, sweat still beading on her forehead.
Her gaze lingered on Lin Feng with a new depth.
"You're awfully talkative today. That's not like you. Hurry up and absorb the Soul Ring. I'll keep watch."
As he spoke, Lin Feng's lips curled in a faint, barely noticeable smile.
Wu Feng said nothing more. She sat down on the spot and began guiding the purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring into herself.
As expected, the process didn't go smoothly.
Her face gradually paled, and her body trembled slightly. She was clearly under immense pressure.
Lin Feng immediately sat behind her, lightly pressed both palms to her back, and slowly channeled pure Red Dragon Heart Fire into her.
Yet there seemed to be something else mixed into the flames.
Wu Feng keenly sensed an unfamiliar fire, scorching and tinged with a teasing quality, quietly seeping into her meridians.
An indescribable restlessness stirred in her heart...
She even let out an uncontrollable pant...
That lecher!
Once I've finished absorbing the Soul Ring, I'm going to beat him to a pulp!
Why is that jerk the one I'm fantasizing about? Even though...
Time passed slowly.
Huff—
The moment Wu Feng let out a long breath and opened her eyes, she turned around and punched Lin Feng squarely in the chest.
"After all I did for you, you turn on me?"
Clutching his chest, Lin Feng complained in mock grievance, though a pleased smile lurked in his eyes.
He knew he deserved that punch.
He had deliberately slipped a hint of Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire into her just now, making the Soul Ring absorption a little more agonizing for Wu Feng.
"What's wrong, Wu Feng? Did he try something again?" Ning Tian asked with concern, hurrying over.
"It's nothing." Wu Feng's cheeks flushed red. She glared at Lin Feng but ultimately couldn't bring herself to explain.
She stood up, drenched in sweat. Her tight leather outfit clung to her skin, leaving her terribly uncomfortable.
"Lin Feng, you... get lost," Wu Feng said, turning her face away, her ears bright red. "I'm changing."
"Sure, sure, I'll get lost."
As Lin Feng stood up, he inadvertently caught sight of a glimpse of white rising and falling sharply beneath her neckline. His breath caught, and he hurriedly looked away.
That Phoenix Evil Fire really does have too much of an aftereffect...
"You lecher! Still looking?"
"Don't worry, I definitely won't use Spiritual Detection to peek."
"Get lost!"
Lin Feng patted himself on the backside and turned away, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
He considered himself a decent gentleman, at least one who knew where to draw the line. He had no interest in that sort of thing.
After Wu Feng changed, Lin Feng suggested they pack up and prepare to head back.
But Ning Tian gently tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve.
She lowered her gaze, her voice hesitant, yet carrying a certain resolve. "Lin Feng, could you help me hunt a two-thousand-year Soul Beast, too?"
Lin Feng turned around and frowned. "You're a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Your sect probably wouldn't agree to you taking this kind of risk. I don't dare make that decision for you."
"My sect has always handled everything for me." Ning Tian raised her head, her gaze resolute. "But this time, I want to decide my own life and take responsibility for myself."
"I have no problem with that, but do you have a way to kill a Soul Beast? Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, for example?"
"I don't have any Hidden Weapons, but I do have a Soul Tool from my sect. I can still put up a fight."
"A Soul Tool..."
At that, Lin Feng fell silent for a moment, then gave a gentle nod, a hint of emotion in his eyes.
It seemed even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was gradually abandoning Tang Sect Hidden Weapons...
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