At the critical moment, Jiang Feng descended with the cultivation of a ninth-stage Void Realm.
He easily slew Black Ghost and suppressed his divine soul.
Grateful for Jiang Feng's fulfillment of her wish, Xia Youming could not calm her surging emotions for a long while.
Jiang Feng turned to look at the extraordinary slave beside him. Naturally, he could sense that this man's cultivation was merely at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm.
Judging from his aura, so long as he wished it, he could step into the Spirit Restoration Realm at any moment.
Yet not only had he not done so, he was instead doing his utmost to suppress his cultivation.
Jiang Feng already understood that this was the extraordinary man Xia Youming had once mentioned to him.
"Who would have thought that when crisis descended upon my vast manor of direct disciples, only two people would remain in the entire manor?"
Xia Youming came back to her senses at that moment and said, "Manor Lord, this is the person I once told you about."
"Everyone else has already... fled."
Jiang Feng nodded and looked at the other man with a smile. "I have yet to ask how I should address you, brother."
The extraordinary slave smiled faintly. "This is not a convenient place to speak. Let us talk after we return to the manor."
Jiang Feng paused, but still nodded. "All right. Please."
Jiang Feng knew perfectly well that this extraordinary slave had voluntarily entered his manor of direct disciples as a slave, and that even under the crushing might of Black Ghost, he had not fled with the others but had instead stayed behind. This was enough to show that he certainly had another purpose.
Of course, from the current view, his purpose was at least