Soul Scholar vs. Soul King: Lament Your Unfortunate Fate of Having No Four-Leaf Illusion God Eye!

At Ah Yin's cold, uncompromising words, the young Soul King's expression finally darkened.

His name was Lu Changgeng, the most outstanding direct descendant of the local Lu Family in his generation. A twenty-nine-year-old Soul King, he counted as a figure of note even among the younger generation of the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

Wherever he went, people clustered around him like stars around the moon. When had anyone ever contradicted him to his face in some rustic medicine shop? Worse still, the person contradicting him was a female Soul Emperor who ran a medicine shop-beautiful, certainly, but merely a commoner.

I've already shown such understanding of the greater good, already deigned to lower myself. Why can't these lowly, uncouth people understand my kindness and benevolence?

He sincerely believed that, when offended by a commoner, not immediately taking their life-or even crippling their limbs-was an act of extraordinary restraint, kindness, and generosity. Across the entire Heaven Dou Empire, was there a second person capable of it?

"In the end, you're nothing but an ungrateful lowborn. Very well. I'll first take the life of that useless kept man behind you, then train you properly and teach you what manners are..."

The young lord's eyes darkened, revealing an unmistakable, bone-chilling killing intent.

"A Soul King? This is my first time seeing one." Ji Feng stepped around Ah Yin and faced Lu Changgeng under her astonished, bewildered gaze.

Lu Changgeng sneered and interjected, "And it'll be your last."

"Wait! Don't do anything stupid! You can't beat him!" Ah Yin nearly fainted with anger and hurriedly grabbed Ji Feng's hand. Are you blind? Didn't you see his Soul Rings? What's a Soul Scholar like you putting on airs for?

All you do is make trouble for me!

Ah Yin gave him a reproachful glare, yet an inexplicable sense of responsibility rose within her. She had to protect him properly!

"Really? But it feels like... he's no match for me."

Ji Feng spoke lightly, his manner equally dismissive.

Looking at Ah Yin, who was inexplicably concerned about him and had now naturally drawn him into her embrace, Ji Feng patted her shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry, Ah Yin. Trash like this? I can take his life on a whim!"

"You need the strength to back up your arrogance!"

Seeing his woman leaning so intimately against Ji Feng, Lu Changgeng could no longer restrain himself and roared in fury.

Soul Power surged throughout his body as he prepared to manifest his Martial Soul-

But the next second...

A pair of eyes filled his entire field of vision.

They were eyes formed from the cross-shaped petals of four-leaf clovers, emerald radiance flowing endlessly within them, like the deepest light in the heart of an ancient forest. In an instant, they filled his entire mind and crushed every thought out of existence.

"Lament your unfortunate fate of having no Four-Leaf Illusion God Eye!"

Ji Feng's eyes had already transformed completely into those incomparably wondrous Four-Leaf Illusion God Eyes. He merely reached out and casually patted Lu Changgeng on the shoulder.

Lu Changgeng's movements stopped dead.

"Aaaah-!"

His pupils contracted violently, his trembling lips releasing incoherent whimpers as foam welled at the corners of his mouth. As though every ounce of strength had been drained from him in an instant, he collapsed to the floor with a thud. His entire body convulsed, his eyes rolled back, and his twisted face froze in an expression of utter terror. He looked like a soulless shell into which the most horrifying nightmare in the world had been forcibly poured.

"How dare you, brat!"

The old man who had been guarding him from the sidelines glared so fiercely his eyes nearly split. He instantly lunged forward, six Soul Rings blooming in succession-yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black-unmistakably revealing the imposing aura of a Soul Emperor.

"You dare injure a member of my Lu Family!"

"A Soul Emperor? You're no match for me either." Ji Feng remained composed, as though he were merely stating a fact.

The old man roared in fury, but before he could reach Ji Feng, he instinctively met those emerald eyes.

Dream Authority, mingled with vast spiritual power, instantly invaded the old man's brain through their locked gazes, awakening the greatest fear buried deep within his heart. The old man, who had charged in so aggressively, suddenly went rigid in midair. Then all his strength deserted him, and he fell to the floor in an utterly disgraceful posture, tumbling and skidding like a rag sack for some distance before stopping.

"No! Don't kill me! Aah! Mercy! Have mercy, my lord!"

His eyes were vacant as he struggled miserably against empty air, as though some horrifying creature were pursuing him. Not a trace remained of a Soul Emperor's dignity or bearing.

"As expected, even a Soul Emperor amounts to nothing."

Unimpressed, Ji Feng walked over and kicked the old man awake. The old man opened his eyes, but merely seeing Ji Feng's gaze terrified him beyond measure. He no longer dared entertain the slightest thought of offending him.

"Take your young lord away. You'd best keep what happened today buried in your heart. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to wipe out your entire household. I imagine that isn't what you want."

"Yes, yes! Thank you for your generosity, my lord!"

By now, the old man had taken Ji Feng for some old monster concealing his cultivation, with a nasty fondness for playing the pig to eat the tiger. How could he dare offend him again? He grabbed Lu Changgeng and fled like the wind.

Once the outsiders had vanished completely beyond the medicine shop's entrance, a smile spread across Ji Feng's lips.

Now he understood completely! His spiritual power far surpassed that Soul Emperor's, meaning it was at least at the level of a Soul Saint! Anyone below the Soul Saint level couldn't withstand even a single glance from him!

And his Soul Power Level was only that of a level-ten Soul Scholar!

He held his forehead, covering his face, and his body swayed slightly. Yet the smile on his lips kept widening. First came a muffled chuckle, as though squeezed from his throat. Then he could no longer suppress his amusement. It climbed from his lips to his eyes and brows, turning into waves of exhilaration, each higher than the last.

"Heh... haha... ahahahaha-"

He leaned backward exaggeratedly, his laughter growing louder and more unrestrained. By the end, he was practically throwing his head back and laughing wildly, his face filled with frenzy. His brazen, unchecked laughter echoed throughout the medicine shop.

How could this not send him into raptures?

Unfortunately, the three women could not share his feelings at all.

Ah Yin had still been struggling to believe that Ji Feng had somehow defeated a Soul Emperor with a Soul Scholar's strength. Now, she silently stepped back and looked toward Kokomi, who had arrived with him and appeared to be his companion. With a peculiar expression, she asked, "What's... wrong with him?"

"Uh..." For once, Kokomi was at a loss for words and had no idea what to say.

Nahida said calmly, "Nothing. He's just having an episode. There are always a few days each month when he isn't quite right in the head."

"Hey, hey! I heard that! Cry when it's time to cry, laugh when it's time to laugh-that's what humans do! You nonhumans really don't understand humanity at all!"

Ji Feng leisurely straightened up. Only then did he check above Ah Yin's head. There was no yellow exclamation mark, and driving away that fellow surnamed Lu hadn't earned him any Primogems either. Apparently, Primogems weren't that easy to obtain.

Ah Yin, however, had now noticed Nahida and stared straight at her. After a flicker of realization, her face lit up with delight, overflowing with irrepressible excitement and reverence. "Are you the God of Wisdom from the dream?"

As a top-tier plant-type Martial Soul, Ah Yin had naturally received Nahida's legacy and obtained the Pure Good Heart Sutra. However, she was not very familiar with human cultivation methods and still had some way to go before condensing her mark.

But her spiritual power as a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast was no trifling matter, and she had seen through Nahida's alteration of perception.

Moreover, as a top-tier plant Soul Beast, she felt an extraordinary affinity for Nahida, who wielded authority over dendro. There was even a hint of bashfulness on her face now.

Although Nahida was surprised that her spell had been seen through, she did not find it especially strange when she remembered that most of her powers had been shared with her host. Now she adopted the bearing of a deity, clasping her hands before her and gracefully straightening her small frame. Her presence instantly became dignified and boundless.

"That's right! I am Buer, the God of Wisdom from distant Sumeru! My subject, I'm very glad to meet you here!"

"My host in this world," Nahida said frankly, gesturing toward Ji Feng, "has run into a little trouble. I hope you'll lend us a hand."

Joy blossomed in Ah Yin's heart. Forming a connection with a true deity was an exceedingly rare opportunity! Besides, Ji Feng had helped her, and she would not have refused even if he had asked himself. How much more so now that Lady Buer had personally spoken!

"It would be my honor!"

Ah Yin felt that, having joined the Sanctuary of Surasthana, she already belonged to the God of Wisdom. Naturally, she had to do her utmost to fulfill her needs.