"Crack!"
The ground shook even harder, and then Ling Feng clearly heard the crisp snapping of branches.
Before long, Ling Feng spotted several ape-shaped magical beasts ahead. Seeing danger, he first hid off to one side and watched from the shadows.
He was no bleeding-heart saint who would charge straight in to rescue any woman in trouble. Unless it was within his abilities and she was breathtakingly beautiful-then he might consider it.
His gaze shifted, and Ling Feng estimated that the beasts stood over three meters tall. They were massively built, with brown faces, fangs, sharp, long, rigid claws, and shaggy coats.
There were three beasts in total. Some raced along the ground, while others swung through the trees, all moving extremely fast. In no time, they entered the area within twenty meters of Ling Feng.
"Rank-one magical beasts, Ape Gibbons?"
Once he saw their faces clearly, Ling Feng quickly identified them. He knew these beasts lived in groups and were exceptionally lustful. They also took considerable interest in human women. Once caught, their victims were often violated to death!
"How did this girl run into these vile bastards?"
Ling Feng shifted his gaze to the girl in a white dress, exhausted from running. He looked her over, and his eyes lit up. "Still, this girl's pretty good-looking. She isn't an unparalleled beauty, but that extraordinary air of hers earns her some points. Her chest is a little small, but at her age, she should still have room to grow. A good candidate to raise..."
Toward the end, Ling Feng grew increasingly indecent.
By then, the white-dressed girl had already run past his position. The apes were focused entirely on chasing her and failed to notice Ling Feng watching from his hiding place.
"Fine. Since fate brought her into my sight, and she's pretty good-looking-and, most importantly, these three beasts aren't all that strong-I might as well play the hero rescuing the beauty..."
With that thought, Ling Feng was about to act. Just then, however, he suddenly sensed more people approaching and concealed himself again.
Having used Spirit Imbuement with Seven before, Ling Feng knew his abilities inside out. Even without Seven's strength, his skill at concealing himself was beyond question.
At the very least, he could easily pass as an assassin.
"Hurry and catch up! We can't let anything happen to Xiao Yi Xian, or the young commander will kill us."
"Ugh, the young commander's something else. He insists on playing the hero rescuing the beauty. If it were me, I'd just drug her and do whatever I wanted."
"How could you understand the young commander's tastes? Besides, where's the fun in playing with someone lying there like a corpse?"
As the three figures passed the tree where Ling Feng was hiding, he heard every word of their conversation.
"Xiao Yi Xian?"
Ling Feng raised his brows and looked toward the white-dressed girl, who was almost out of sight. His voice held a note of surprise. "She's Xiao Yi Xian?!"
Ling Feng had never expected to run into Xiao Yi Xian here.
"A girl with this much potential absolutely can't be ruined by that bastard Xiao Yan."
At that thought, Ling Feng became even more determined to raise her. Xiao Yi Xian's potential went without saying. If he did not bring her under his command, he felt he deserved to be struck by lightning.
Immediately, Ling Feng secretly followed, his eyes fixed on the three men trailing her. "Judging by their clothes, they're mercenaries. Their chest badges have a one-eyed wolf's head carved on them... Could they be from Qingshan Town's Wolf Fang Mercenary Group?"
After a little thought, Ling Feng also worked out where he was.
In that case, I must have arrived in the Magical Beast Mountain Range on the outskirts of Qingshan Town.
"Three Dou Zhe, two four-star and one three-star. No pressure at all. But if I want to deal with them without a sound, my strength as a Dou Shi isn't enough."
After assessing both sides' strength, Ling Feng began considering his strategy. "I'll need some flashy moves to win Xiao Yi Xian over in one stroke. Let me think. How should I do this..."
"I've got it."
Suddenly, Ling Feng stopped on a thick branch of a large tree and took out the Creation God Pen. It was time to create.
"I wonder if I can copy him... Oh, this looks promising!"
If he could draw it with the pen, he could bring it into existence. Delight appeared on Ling Feng's face, and he immediately began drawing and creating the person he envisioned.
In an instant, a lifelike figure appeared before Ling Feng's eyes. He grinned as the Creation God Pen traced its strokes and inky shadows drifted through the air.
The next moment, a ninja appeared before Ling Feng, dressed in a Leaf Anbu uniform, wearing a Leaf forehead protector and a fox mask, with a katana strapped to his back.
Through the two eyeholes in the fox mask, Ling Feng saw a pair of sinister, blood-red eyes. Those eyes seemed very familiar to him, and excitement appeared on his face.
"Display attributes."
Suddenly, Ling Feng issued a command to the system.
[Ding!] [Understood, host...]
Shortly after the system's voice faded, Ling Feng saw the attribute panel for his newly created character.
Created character: Itachi Uchiha Strength: Jonin (one-star Dou Ling) Bloodline limit: three-tomoe Sharingan Ninja tools: shuriken, kunai, katana, etc. Skills: Transformation Technique, Clone Technique, Substitution Technique, Body Flicker Technique, Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu... ...
"Itachi Uchiha before he awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan?"
Looking at the attributes displayed by the system, Ling Feng murmured to himself, "That makes sense. If he'd awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, Lord Itachi's strength would be beyond Kage level. He should be far stronger than a one-star Dou Ling."
With that thought, Ling Feng dismissed the system's attribute panel. Looking in the direction Xiao Yi Xian had fled, he revealed a wicked smile.
"Now, it's time to show off..."
"Spirit Imbuement!"
As his voice fell, Itachi Uchiha transformed into an inky shadow and slipped into Ling Feng's body. Instantly, a powerful force was born within Ling Feng, and his appearance began to change as well.
He looked like a young-adult version of himself, the boyishness fading from his face as he became more mature.
"Hmm!"
Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes widened, and a scarlet light flashed through them. Three black tomoe appeared around each pupil, spaced at 120-degree intervals. They looked chillingly cold and sinister...
"Hurry! If you ruin my fun, I'll make you pay."
"Yes, young commander!"
Just as Ling Feng completed his Spirit Imbuement, he heard a group of people behind and below him.
Ling Feng instinctively hid to one side and watched in secret. He discovered that another dozen or so mercenaries had arrived below. Their chest badges also bore one-eyed wolf heads, clearly marking them as members of the same mercenary group as the previous three.
"If I'm not mistaken, this guy should be Mu Li, the young commander of the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group."
Ling Feng studied the man leading the dozen or so mercenaries. He was a rather handsome young man, but his expression looked somewhat gloomy.
"You dared set your sights on my woman, so you can all go to hell..."
His Sharingan spun, filled with an icy chill. The next moment, Ling Feng's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Mu Li and the others in an instant.
Seeing someone blocking the path ahead, Mu Li immediately stopped. He raised his right hand, and the mercenaries behind him halted one after another.
However, as Mu Li and the others scrutinized Ling Feng, their gazes suddenly met his eyes.
"Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes Technique!"
Instantly, the sinister, scarlet Sharingan spun. Mu Li and the others' eyes widened at once, blood vessels rising in them as an ominous feeling enveloped their bodies.
Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes Technique was one of the Sharingan's "hypnotic eye" illusion abilities. Within the mental world constructed by the caster, those caught felt as though stakes had been driven into their limbs. They lost all freedom of movement while also experiencing the illusion of physical pain, producing a powerful, torture-like effect.
At that moment, Mu Li and the others had already fallen under Ling Feng's illusion. They were trapped in a blood-red mental world, their limbs shackled by stakes driven into them... For a time, every one of them feared for his life. Terror filled their faces, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
"How many floors must a sack of rice be carried up? A sack of rice must be carried up to the second floor! How much for a sack of rice? I'll wash a sack of rice!"
Ling Feng coldly watched the terrified Mu Li and his men. Like a god passing judgment, his voice rang out from the netherworld.
"Feel death!"
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