Adopting a Little Girl, First Kill

The sudden attack immediately enraged the seven members of the Fierce God Team.

"Leave this place at once. Isn't it just ten Gold Soul Coins? I'll pay it."

As he spoke, Bofeng stepped out from a corner and tossed ten Gold Soul Coins to the man leading the Fierce God Team.

The man caught the coins. There were exactly ten.

After glancing at Bofeng, his eyes shifted, and he immediately said in dissatisfaction, "These ten Gold Soul Coins are nowhere near enough. That Trident nearly hit us just now. Hurry up and compensate us for our emotional distress."

"Oh?" Bofeng came to the injured man's side and helped him up. With interest, he said, "I had long heard that the Fierce God Team bullied the weak and committed evil throughout the region. It seems the rumors were true."

"You brat, you're courting death!"

Years of fighting had long made them arrogant and contemptuous of everyone. They tolerated no one slandering them, much less defying their orders.

A massive fist came smashing toward him. Bofeng remained calm, holding the Trident in one hand as he forcibly knocked it back.

Crack—

A crisp sound rang out. As expected, the man's entire arm had been broken.

Bofeng's expression did not change as he said blandly, "Leave now, or be careful that your lives... may not be spared."

"Get him! Beat him to death! Someone will clean up the mess for us!" the captain of the Fierce God Team shouted, his hand broken.

The other six all released their martial souls. Their martial souls were all Rampage Giant Bears, a powerful Beast Martial Soul. The uneven Soul Rings beneath their feet lit up one after another. All six were Soul Ancestors.

In the Silvis Grand Arena, a team like this could practically be called humanoid weapons—killing machines utterly devoid of emotion.

A thick stench of blood emanated from them. For a moment, the terrifying pressure released by the six men frightened the little girl, and she buried her head in her father's bloodstained chest.

Even though her father's chest was covered in blood and his breathing was growing weaker by the moment, the little girl was no longer afraid of anything.

"L-little brother," the injured man said softly. "You should leave quickly. The Fierce God Team is simply too powerful. To tell you the truth, I'm also a soul master. I once fought in the Silvis Grand Arena. Back then, we were very proud and had even become the brightest team in the entire arena."

"But one day, the Fierce God Team came. They fought without regard for their lives. All six of my teammates died, and even my limbs were crippled by them. I was the only one from the entire team to survive."

After saying that, the man spat out a mouthful of blood. The little girl wept bitterly, clutching her father tightly with her small hands as though she would lose him the next moment.

Bofeng comforted him, "Don't talk anymore. Leave these seven to me. I'll take you for treatment right away."

The man shook his head, his breath weak. "I... can I ask you for something?"

"Go ahead."

The man then stretched out his bloodstained hand, took the little girl's hand, and placed it before Bofeng.

He said faintly, "This little girl is called Nannan. She just turned six this year. I found her on the streets, and ever since then, we've depended on each other. I want to..."

"Cough, cough, cough..." The man began coughing violently, his breathing gradually weakening.

Bofeng understood what the man wanted—to entrust Nannan to him.

"You'll be fine. Don't say any more," Bofeng comforted him.

The man slowly shook his head, his voice growing ever weaker.

"I'm not going to make it. Being able to drag out my miserable life until now is already the greatest comfort Heaven has given me."

Seeing that Bofeng had yet to move, the six members of the Mad God Team began growing restless.

"Fuck! Stop babbling! I'll tear you apart!" One member of the Mad God Team rushed forward and launched the first attack.

"Watch out!" the weakened father shouted at Bofeng.

Bofeng remained composed. Behind him, the Trident suddenly moved, transforming into a blue arc of light and striking the charging man directly in the abdomen.

Boom—

The Mad God Team member vomited blood from the blow. He smashed through two walls and was buried beneath a pile of bricks.

"Too noisy!" Bofeng glared at the remaining members of the Mad God Team, then turned back to the father and daughter with a gentle expression.

"Go on."

"I want to entrust Nannan to you. I hope you... you... can take care of..."

"Her!"

With that, the man finally stopped breathing. His hand, still holding the little girl's, fell limply to the ground.

"Dad! Don't leave me! No! No! Dad! Dad!!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

Tears filled the little girl's eyes as she cried out to the sky in anguish. Her tears fell continuously like pearls from a broken string.

No matter what the little girl did, her father had already left her forever.

Bofeng's eyes grew misty. This world was cruel; tragedies like this happened almost every day.

Bofeng clenched his fists tightly. The Trident heeded its master's fury and began to tremble intensely, cold flashes glinting from its blade.

A faint killing intent seeped into Bofeng's eyes. There was nothing more he could say to the Fierce God Team before him. Only their deaths could completely quell the fury in his heart.

"Don't worry. I'll take good care of Nannan. From now on, she'll be my little sister. No one will ever be able to hurt her again."

Bofeng extended his right hand and gently brushed over the dead man's eyes. The man had fallen into eternal sleep, his departure peaceful.

"Pah! That piece of trash got off easy."

"Let's attack together and tear him apart."

"Take that little girl away. She'll surely fetch a good price."

Bofeng slowly stood up and turned around expressionlessly. His right leg began to emit a dark-red glow, and a sickle-shaped arc was gathering around it.

"You... all deserve to die!"

In an instant, the hearts of the seven Fierce God Team members tightened, and a suffocating sensation engulfed their entire bodies.

They gasped heavily, staring at Bofeng.

He was no longer the gentle young man from before. His eyes flashed like lightning, while the dark-red demonic sickle coiling around his right leg gathered power, ready to strike.

Evil Spirit Orca Spirit Bone Skill: Evil Whale Demon Breaking Slash!

The dark-red demonic sickle shot forth. The seven charging members of the Fierce God Team suddenly stopped in their tracks. Every one of them had vacant eyes, and the Soul Rings beneath their feet gradually dimmed.

Bofeng snorted coldly, lifted Nannan from atop her father's body, and then carried her father's corpse over his shoulder.

"Come on. Your big brother will protect you from now on. No one will dare bully you again. If anyone does bully you, just invoke Sister Xiaobai's name. She'll protect you together with me."

Carrying the corpse on his back, Bofeng left with the little girl. Their figures gradually receded and slowly vanished from sight.

After Bofeng left with them, the seven members of the Fierce God Team were decapitated. The scene was extremely bloody. Those who had committed evil finally received the retribution they deserved.

PS: The contract has been signed and sent.