Bright Phoenix Fire

"How could I possibly tell others about a secret technique?"

"Not even me? I've been your roommate for nearly half a semester; I promise to keep my lips sealed."

"No. You aren't a fire-attribute Soul Master, so knowing it would be useless to you and of no help to me."

"Then how about I trade a secret with you?" Wang Dong blinked, leaning in closer and lowering her voice. "If you can help me break through to Soul Elder before the freshman assessment, I can ask my Great Uncle to promise you a generous reward. I won't be afraid to scare you—my Great Uncle is a Limit Douluo."

"Great Uncle? A Limit Douluo?" Lin Feng frowned slightly, quickly running through the known peak powerhouses of the current era in his mind. "The number of Limit Douluos still alive today can be counted on one hand. I've never heard of any of them... having the surname Wang."

"If I'm lying, I'm a puppy." Wang Dong held up three fingers, her expression earnest.

Lin Feng fell silent for a moment, seemingly weighing the options. "...Trading secrets is acceptable. My secret technique is that my Fire Lotus Martial Soul can increase my soul power by devouring flames; the stronger the flame, the better the effect."

"So that's it, no wonder you said you needed a fire-attribute Martial Soul." Wang Dong realized, then straightened her expression. "Then I will keep my promise. I come from the Clear Sky Sect. That's right, the very Clear Sky Sect that is famous for the world's number one tool Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, but has been missing for many years. My Great Uncle is the current Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect."

"The Clear Sky Sect?! Great Uncle... the Sect Master."

A flicker of genuine shock crossed the depths of Lin Feng's eyes.

Although Tang San was not a good person, the strength and foundation of the Clear Sky Sect were things he had to take seriously.

"Helping you isn't impossible." Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then looked up at Wang Dong. "Your Radiant Goddess Butterfly is of the light attribute. I can borrow some Bright Phoenix Fire from Dean Yan, extract the origin light power from it, and channel it for you to absorb."

"Dean Yan is a Super Douluo!" Wang Dong was startled, fearful. "With our cultivation levels, how could we possibly withstand even a single wisp of his flames?"

"If it were before, I naturally wouldn't dare." Lin Feng's tone was calm, yet carried a certain, resolute confidence. "But now, I have seventy percent certainty."

Lin Feng was confident that the dark power contained within the Blue Silver Nether Fire was enough to neutralize and offset the majority of the impact from Yan Shaozhe's light power, giving him the chance to devour the Bright Phoenix Fire.

"Are you sure?"

Wang Dong was still somewhat skeptical, but the eager light in her eyes could not be hidden.

After all, that was the origin light power of a Super Douluo; for any light-attribute Soul Master, it was an unimaginable opportunity.

"It depends on your courage. I can suppress the backlash of the Phoenix Fire to the minimum, but you must rely on yourself to devour and refine that wisp of origin light power."

"I have no problem with that. If it really succeeds, my Great Uncle and Second Uncle will surely reward you heavily. Anything they can get their hands on, you just have to ask."

"There's a Second Uncle too? Your family's relationships are quite unique."

"None of your business! Go find Dean Yan quickly, I'll wait for your good news in the dormitory."

"Fine, fine."

Seeing this, a knowing smile flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He asked no more, turned, and walked toward the door.

Lin Feng did not delay, heading straight to the Bright Phoenix Courtyard where Yan Shaozhe resided.

He stated his purpose concisely, and upon hearing it, Yan Shaozhe readily agreed.

"I thought it would take some time, but I didn't expect you to reach this step so quickly." Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly, his tone steady. "I will try my best to control my soul power and minimize the level suppression against you."

"Many thanks, Teacher." Lin Feng replied with a smile.

As his voice fell, the aura around Yan Shaozhe shifted abruptly.

Brilliant golden light surged from his body, and accompanied by a clear, resonant phoenix cry, a massive and sacred phantom of a Bright Phoenix unfolded behind him.

This was the first time Lin Feng had seen this Dean truly release his Martial Soul with his own eyes.

Two yellow, two purple, and five black—nine soul rings appeared in sequence, unmistakably the signature configuration of a top-tier powerhouse.

Immediately following, the seventh soul ring shone brilliantly. Yan Shaozhe's figure merged with his Martial Soul amidst the dazzling radiance, transforming into a magnificent phoenix with golden flames flowing across its entire body.

"Teacher, I am ready." Lin Feng focused his mind and said in a deep voice.

The Bright Phoenix gracefully ascended above Lin Feng, its wings flapping gently. The phoenix flames surrounding its body turned into countless streams of scorching light, like a gorgeous meteor shower, pouring down toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not dare to be negligent, immediately circulating the Flame Mantra while releasing the Blue Silver Nether Fire to cover his entire body.

It had to be said, the level suppression of a Super Douluo was terrifying; if not for the rapid recovery speed of the Blue Silver Nether Fire, he would likely have been burned to ashes by the Bright Phoenix Fire already.

Time slipped away, bit by bit, amidst the fierce confrontation between darkness and light.

Lin Feng was slowly devouring the Bright Phoenix Fire using the Profound-tier Flame Mantra.

The process was not easy; the Profound-tier Flame Mantra's control and refining efficiency for high-level flames were ultimately limited.

If it could evolve to the Earth-tier, dealing with such powerful flames would be much easier. However, for the Flame Mantra to advance to the Earth-tier, it required the consumption of at least four exotic flame origins.

Currently, Lin Feng only had three exotic flame origins within him: the Nirvana Evil Fire, the Mystic Ice Spirit Flame, and the Blue Silver Nether Fire.

As his soul power was continuously consumed, the Bright Phoenix Fire began to scorch Lin Feng's meridians and skin.

If he hadn't consumed the hundred-thousand-year Whale Rubber, which had fundamentally strengthened his physique, he would never have been able to endure this with only the Ice Silkworm's vitality and his Body Martial Soul.

At this moment, patches of burn marks had already appeared on Lin Feng's body, and his skin throbbed with sharp pain, yet his gaze remained calm as he continued to contend with the endless golden flames.

One hour, two hours...

On Lin Feng's Body Martial Soul, a deep black soul ring finally condensed.

It was an Exotic Flame Soul Ring formed entirely from the Bright Phoenix Fire, with an age reaching a full seventy thousand years...

After Lin Feng signaled with his hand, Yan Shaozhe slowly dissipated his Martial Soul Avatar, and the phantom of the Bright Phoenix behind him gradually retracted.

When his gaze fell upon the two deep black soul rings on Lin Feng, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.

"You brat, when did you attach a first Soul Ring to your Body Martial Soul? I didn't even notice."

"It was all a stroke of luck," Lin Feng replied with a slight bow, his tone humble and vague.

Yan Shaozhe's gaze then fell upon the second Soul Ring, his brows twitching slightly. "This second ring... could it be that, just like Xiao Tao, you condensed it using phoenix flames?"

"Exactly so," Lin Feng nodded, his tone natural. "Senior Sister Xiao Tao imparted some insights to me, and after fumbling through some attempts, I was fortunate enough to condense your Bright Phoenix Fire into a Soul Ring, Teacher."

"Good, very good!" Upon hearing this, an undisguised look of admiration appeared on Yan Shaozhe's face, even tinged with a hint of emotion. "You two are truly a match made in heaven; even your encounters are so similar."

"Teacher, you overpraise me. If there is nothing else, I shall return to rest." Lin Feng cupped his hands in a salute.

"Very well. If you feel anything unusual, come find me at any time."

"Thank you for your concern, Teacher."

After leaving Yan Shaozhe's Bright Phoenix Courtyard, Lin Feng did not linger for a moment; with a shift of his figure, he headed quickly in the direction of the dormitories.

Wang Dong was still there, waiting anxiously for his good news.