Four Dungeon Clears Achieved! The Little Angel's Desperate Scream

Before long, the two returned to the garden from earlier.

Nan Feng stopped and turned around, beginning his explanation with a serious expression. "It's actually not as complicated as you think. This is just one of my special soul skills."

As he spoke, he slowly spread open one pale little hand.

Qian Renxue immediately widened her eyes and leaned closer.

In the center of Nan Feng's palm lay a tiny spider no bigger than a fly.

Most bizarrely, the spider's body was almost completely transparent!

Unless one deliberately examined it from a particular angle against the light, it was impossible to spot with the naked eye.

"This is my first soul skill, Demon Spider Summon," Nan Feng said calmly.

Qian Renxue leaned in extremely close, her face full of suspicion. "It's so small? What use could it possibly have? Were those ridiculously tough Spider Silks made by this little thing?"

"No!"

Qian Renxue frowned deeply. "When you tied me up just now, I clearly didn't see you use any soul skill! Your Spirit Ring didn't light up, you didn't summon your Martial Soul, and I didn't even sense the slightest Soul Power fluctuation from you! How could that possibly be a soul skill?!"

Nan Feng gave her a look as though she were some country bumpkin and patiently explained:

"That's because I activated this soul skill long ago."

"As long as the Demon Spiders I summoned remain on my body, they can continue existing indefinitely. And because they are so tiny and incredibly weak, the Soul Power needed to maintain them is practically zero."

Nan Feng pointed at the transparent little spider in his palm. "When I need to attack or defend, I can control them directly with my mind, letting them silently crawl onto the target before instantly releasing Spider Silk."

"Since I didn't activate the soul skill at the moment of attack, naturally you couldn't sense any Soul Power fluctuations. You can think of this as a permanent passive soul skill."

Qian Renxue's expression froze, her little mouth slightly open. "Permanent..."

Then, as though she had thought of something terrifying, she covered her arm in alarm and took a step back:

"They... can't keep secretly staying on me and stealing my Soul Power to sustain themselves, can they?!"

"What are you thinking?"

Nan Feng shook his head. "The Spider Silk they release can indeed absorb your Soul Power to strengthen itself. But for these Demon Spiders themselves to exist, they can only absorb my Soul Power."

Nan Feng closed his hand, and the transparent little spider instantly vanished.

"In other words, once they leave the range of my body, they become disposable consumables. They can only attack once. After releasing that web, those little Demon Spiders will completely dissipate."

After hearing that, Qian Renxue could not help swallowing, her eyes fixed tightly on Nan Feng's pale palm.

"Then how many of these Demon Spiders can you summon at once?"

Nan Feng tilted his little head and thought seriously before answering, "Each time I use the soul skill, I can probably summon around ten or so. That's just about enough for a complete web attack."

"But..."

"When I have nothing better to do, I can keep dozens or even hundreds of them stored on my body. They're tiny, so they barely affect me. Aside from the little Soul Power needed when I first summon them, the upkeep afterward is basically free."

Nan Feng spread his little hands. "Besides, where is there a perfect skill in this world? To gain such extreme concealment, they had to sacrifice their own power."

"The Spider Silk these Demon Spiders initially release is extremely fragile, with almost no binding force. But it has absurd toughness and can stretch greatly."

"So, when they silently crawl onto you, and even before they finish releasing all their Spider Silk, you'll be completely unaware of their existence, as if nothing has happened."

"Only after the Demon Spiders finish releasing their silk, exhaust their energy, and disappear will the remaining Spider Silk truly begin to show its power and devour your Soul Power."

"It's like getting bitten by a mosquito. It secretly injects anesthetic while sucking your blood, so you feel nothing. By the time you feel the pain and see the swollen bump, the mosquito has already flown away. Even if you slap down at that point, you'll only end up with your own blood on your hand."

Qian Renxue broke out in goosebumps, feeling a chill rise from deep within her.

"Why is your soul skill... so insidious?!"

"It's called tactics, understand?" Nan Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly. "If I could blow up streets by casually tossing out skills like you, I'd be willing to fight head-on too! But do I have that kind of destructive power?"

"Besides, this move isn't unbeatable. There's obviously a very good way to deal with it."

Qian Renxue looked at him strangely, suspicion written all over her face. "How do you deal with it?"

Nan Feng generously offered his guidance. "Very simple. As long as you maintain the high temperature of that Sacred Fire around your body at all times, my Demon Spiders won't be able to get anywhere near you."

"My Demon Spiders themselves are extremely fragile. They can't devour your energy. Only the Spider Silk they spit out possesses that devouring trait."

"In other words, as long as you put up a high-temperature shield every now and then, my Demon Spiders will be destroyed the moment they approach. Naturally, they won't be able to tie you up like a dumpling."

Qian Renxue's eye twitched violently. What kind of countermeasure was that?!

"But how could I possibly keep a high-temperature shield active everywhere, all the time?"

"And how would I know when you, you sneaky bastard, put Demon Spiders on me?!"

Nan Feng spread both hands and flashed a bright, innocent smile:

"That's your problem."

"In other words, whenever you see me, you'll have to stay twelve parts vigilant at all times."

Nan Feng's smile gradually turned wicked. "Otherwise... you'll end up like this."

"Like this?"

Qian Renxue's expression stiffened, and her mind instantly went blank.

Driven by some terrible instinct and bodily memory, she reflexively tried to circulate her Soul Power and break free backward.

But the instant she exerted herself, that familiar, despair-inducing tightness suddenly constricted around her wrists, waist, and legs once more!

Qian Renxue lowered her head and saw that her body had somehow been wrapped in glistening Spider Silk again, greedily drawing in her Sacred Soul Power.

At that moment, her mentality completely collapsed.

"Nan Feng—!!!"

From the rear garden of the Saintess Palace came a grief-stricken cry,

"You're too insidious!!!"

In the shadows beneath the dense canopy.

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, having heard every word of Nan Feng's wicked "mosquito sucking blood" theory.

Even this peerless Douluo, who had weathered countless storms and stood at the pinnacle of the continent, could not stop the corners of his mouth from twitching slightly.

"This soul skill... truly is rather too insidious."

Inwardly, Qian Daoliu silently gave the exact same assessment as his granddaughter.

No wonder Xue'er had been tied up three times in a row... no, including the one that had just happened right before his eyes, it had been four times already!

She had fallen for it four times, every single time without noticing a thing, left utterly helpless and unable to resist.

Before this, although Qian Daoliu had never sensed any Soul Power fluctuations when Nan Feng made his move, his sharp insight as a peerless Douluo had allowed him to vaguely guess that this was definitely not an instant-cast skill, but most likely a prearranged "preset" soul skill.

But exactly how this move bypassed perception, silently attached itself to its target, and took effect had remained completely unclear to him.

Only now, after hearing the boy personally reveal the wicked combination of "Transparent Micro Demon Spiders" and "delayed devouring," did Qian Daoliu finally understand.

"By splitting the skill into two stages—harmless lurking and lethal eruption—it perfectly bypasses a soul master's instinctive warning of danger..."

Qian Daoliu drew a deep breath, a rare trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that, at least in clashes between low-level soul masters, such an almost impossible-to-guard-against method was practically undefendable!

After all, who would act like a lunatic and keep an immensely draining defensive soul skill active at every moment, just to guard against harmless "transparent little mosquitoes" floating in the air that could not even be seen with the naked eye?

Even more terrifying was the thought of this boy growing stronger in the future and using this soul skill for sneak attacks against experts of the same rank...

It would simply be a terrifying killing move with virtually no answer among those of the same rank!

Because the person being targeted would not even know what had happened. Before the battle alarm could even sound, they would already be bound tightly by that monstrous Spider Silk.