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"It's just a Ninth-Rank Demon Spirit."

This statement went beyond arrogance; if anyone heard it, they'd think Lin Feng had gone mad.

On yesterday's Awakening Day, besides Ye Qiu, who else had the right to say something like that?

Gao Hai and Yang Fan fell silent, simply staring blankly at Lin Feng.

"I feel like with my Soul Power, I can refine higher-level Demon Spirits, like those on the Earth Ranking. I originally caught a Wind Fire Mad Lion from the Earth Ranking, but its attributes weren't suitable for me," Lin Feng said with a serious expression.

This time, even Yang Fan was shocked!

Did I hear that right? Just a Ninth-Rank Demon Spirit?

Just?

Why does that sound so wrong?

He wants to refine an Earth Ranking Demon Spirit? Did I hear that right?

I must have misheard!

Although they found it hard to believe, neither of them doubted Lin Feng's words too much.

Such a lie wouldn't stand the test of time, and what benefit would deceiving them bring?

Unless Lin Feng was truly insane.

"No wonder you didn't seem upset or sad before," Gao Hai said, a hint of realization dawning after his shock.

He finally understood why Lin Feng had been so calm throughout the failed Awakening Day, even when Yage's family treated him that way. Lin Feng hadn't changed his expression, even showing a hint of disdain.

Even today, facing a breakup, Lin Feng remained composed.

So, he had a solid foundation!

Yage was only Body Cultivation Stage Six, having fused with an Eighth-Rank Bewitching Butterfly. Meanwhile, Lin Feng was Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, looking down even on Ninth-Rank Demon Spirits, and aiming to refine an Earth Ranking Demon Spirit.

Gao Hai had initially been angry at Yage's pragmatism, but now, he wasn't.

At this moment, Gao Hai finally believed that Lin Feng had initiated the breakup.

"Brother Feng, since you can refine an Earth Ranking Demon Spirit, why didn't you tell Yage?" Gao Hai asked.

"For her, I hid my talent, I hid my strength."

Lin Feng sighed, unable to hide the dejection in his eyes. "I originally wanted to tell her, but I never expected..."

Gao Hai patted Lin Feng's shoulder in comfort, but then asked with confusion, "Hide your talent? What do you mean?"

Yang Fan also looked at Lin Feng, not understanding.

"Don't you think I'm very strong today?" Lin Feng asked.

"More than strong, you're explosively strong. One against six, you're probably invincible in the Body Cultivation realm," Gao Hai agreed.

In the past, Lin Feng was known as a madman, and no one dared to provoke him easily. This wasn't due to his strength, but rather his ruthless fighting style and berserk demeanor.

However, today, Lin Feng had won purely on strength.

Under the gaze of Gao Hai and Yang Fan, Lin Feng's expression turned somewhat bitter. "For years, I've been suppressing my cultivation speed."

"Because we once promised to go to the same university."

"Otherwise, with my talent, I wouldn't be at Body Cultivation Seventh Stage now; I'd be at least Body Cultivation Ninth Stage!"

As Lin Feng spoke more, Gao Hai and Yang Fan became increasingly shocked. In Lin Feng's words, the two of them automatically conjured vivid images in their minds.

A youth, for his childhood sweetheart, to be with her better, had, despite being a genius, forcibly suppressed his cultivation speed, solely to prevent her from feeling inferior and to accompany her.

A youth, who failed on Awakening Day, and before he could explain, was met with his girlfriend's strange looks and cold treatment. Disheartened, he calmly yet resolutely broke up with her.

Due to an accidental battle, the youth displayed formidable combat skills, easily defeating enemies stronger than himself.

Fearing retaliation, the youth decided to form his own Martial Arts Society, thus revealing his talent.

"Brother Feng, Yage doesn't deserve you," Gao Hai said, suppressing the emotion surging within him.

"Brother Feng, from today onwards, I'll call you Brother Feng too. Yang Fan, in my life, I've never admired anyone until now. You're the first," Yang Fan said, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He, who called himself the Jianghu Hundred-Knowledge Scholar, wasn't particularly strong, only Body Cultivation Fifth Stage. But he was a proud person with great plans for his future; becoming a powerful Martial Artist wasn't his only goal.

He believed that even if he didn't become a powerful Martial Artist, his future would be limitless.

Even being the top student in the school grade was, in his opinion, merely a matter of stronger talent and background.

But today, he was convinced.

At Jiangxin First High School, he had witnessed many love stories, and today's was the most romantic he had ever seen. The only regret was that the female protagonist wasn't up to par.

Although he still found it hard to believe, as he had witnessed with his own eyes, Lin Feng's combat skills were incredibly strong, so strong that "strong" couldn't even begin to describe them.

Judging solely by combat skills, even their Martial Arts teacher might not be Lin Feng's match.

With his combat skills alone, even at Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, Lin Feng could absolutely break into the top hundred in his grade. Yet, he had been lingering around the five hundredth position.

Before today, Lin Feng had never shown his combat skills.

If they hadn't broken up, he probably would have kept his talents hidden forever.

Lin Feng's talent was one thing, but his restraint was what impressed Ye Qiu the most.

Just to prevent his girlfriend from feeling inferior, and to attend the same university, he had hidden his talents for so many years.

Although Ye Qiu thought it was a bit foolish and very much like a middle schooler's drama.

It was undeniable that Lin Feng's willpower was monstrous.

This kind of restraint even made Ye Qiu feel a sense of dread.

For three years of high school, Lin Feng was in the same class as him, but Lin Feng had never shown any trace of being a genius at school, nor had anyone seen through his facade.

If it were him, he might be able to maintain such a disguise for a day, a week, or even a month, but definitely not for a year.

Talent, or cultivation speed, could be seen as early as middle school. This meant Lin Feng had maintained his facade for nearly six years.

He couldn't imagine if this was something a student could achieve.

If it were him, he would probably be eager for everyone to know he was a genius.

Vanity and attention were things all students couldn't resist.

Seeing Yang Fan and Gao Hai falling for his fabricated lie and believing it wholeheartedly, Lin Feng felt a pang of guilt.

Establishing the Martial Arts Society was his plan, and only if this plan succeeded could his subsequent plans be smoothly implemented.

He had to refine the Nightmare within two months, and he couldn't accomplish this alone.

The memories in his mind could help him make money, but some plans required capital, which he didn't have. Even if he succeeded, he wouldn't have the ability to protect the money; he'd most likely be robbed, and if he was unlucky, he might even lose his life. Lin Feng didn't want to take that risk.

Therefore, he needed to create an organization to help him achieve his goals and to ensure he wouldn't have to worry about his gains being stolen.

To create an organization and become its leader, one needed either a background or strength.

Lin Feng had no background, so he needed to prove his strength, which was his potential.

Although his display of strength today shocked many, in the eyes of the crowd, his talent wasn't outstanding enough to become a Demon Spirit Master, dooming him to have no future.

This was also why Mo Xun dared to threaten him, even though he knew he wasn't a match.

Lin Feng needed a reason to make everyone believe he was an unparalleled genius.

And that reason was, as he had said, to suppress his talents for Yage.

Coincidentally, his Awakening Day had failed, coupled with the breakup, at this critical juncture, this reason gained a bit more credibility. Even if it was somewhat absurd, as long as he displayed his talent, this exaggerated reason would be proven true.

This was also preparation for refining the Nightmare.

After all, once the Nightmare was refined, his cultivation talent would be monstrous. If his cultivation speed suddenly became too fast, it would raise suspicion, and everyone would know something was amiss. Lin Feng didn't yet have the strength to resist others' scrutiny.

Although this might be somewhat unfair to Yage, it was the reason Lin Feng had come up with that had the highest credibility.

"Yang Fan, do you want to join my Martial Arts Society?"

In Lin Feng's opinion, Yang Fan was a talent. This guy was known as the Jianghu Hundred-Knowledge Scholar, and his information network was the most extensive.

"Brother Feng, I'm willing."

Yang Fan agreed immediately without a second thought. Besides his recognition of Lin Feng and the debt of gratitude from today, there was another main reason: his own club.

His Jianghu News Agency couldn't grow and expand because it lacked a background, and many plans couldn't be realized. After being beaten up by Ji Yu and others, he could only tell his members to endure silently because he knew his club couldn't withstand any damage.

With Lin Feng as his backing, his Jianghu News Agency was bound to rise.

Yang Fan's agreement was within Lin Feng's expectations.

"Let me ask you, besides Mo Xun's Elite Martial Arts Society at school, can we find some members who can resist their influence?" Lin Feng asked.

"There are some. Jiangxin First High School has 300,000 students, and there are many hidden talents. Some may have average talent, but their backgrounds are extraordinary, and even Mo Xun and his group wouldn't easily provoke them."

Yang Fan thought for a moment and then continued, "However, those people only care about their own strength and what university they can get into after the college entrance examination. Even if you were a top talent, the best in the entire school, they wouldn't pay you any attention, nor would they waste their time joining your Martial Arts Society."

As far as he knew, the Elite Martial Arts Society was founded by Mo Xun in his first year of high school, solely for the purpose of forming gangs and fighting. Later, more and more disciples from prominent families joined. After three years of development, they had 37 core members whose families were either wealthy businessmen or powerful clans. Their influence seemed immense, and they even began recruiting members, charging a so-called membership fee.

A monthly membership fee of over a million yuan might seem like a lot, but it was only enough for the 37 core members' expenses.

Ultimately, this was just a martial arts club among high school students.

In the eyes of the school administration, it was just a children's game.

If anything serious happened, don't talk about loyalty; when disaster strikes, everyone flees for themselves, and their parents wouldn't intervene.

Yang Fan shared his thoughts with Lin Feng, hoping to dissuade him, but Lin Feng showed no signs of dejection. A faint smile even played on his lips.

"As expected, it's just as I guessed."

Lin Feng rejoiced inwardly, knowing he hadn't misjudged Yang Fan. Although this guy's talent wasn't great, his ability to gather information was top-notch.

The targets for the organization's members were set. The next step was to see the capabilities of him, the president.

As for Yang Fan's concerns, it was all about mutual benefit.

The memories in his mind represented profit. With the help of the Martial Arts Society, he could convert them into money and resources. Once there was a binding interest, coupled with his increasing strength, everyone would be firmly tied to the same chariot. With the deterrence of the Martial Arts Society members, he wouldn't have to worry about others coveting his gains and forcibly taking them.

That way, he would have the confidence to face any force in Jiang City.

And this was just the first step in his plan.

In his plan, his Martial Arts Society would gradually grow stronger. When everyone had developed, this small Martial Arts Society would transform into a large company, a major conglomerate!