Chapter 164: Mu Shen and Sister Yi’s First Confrontation
Ye Lixing never expected his spirit artifact to become so aggressive after it manifested into a human form!
It summoned others right in front of him, its master, and not just anyone, but that scumbag! He was shamelessly being cuckolded!
He had truly… had enough! Ye Lixing’s eyes turned red, and without further hesitation, he plunged a small knife into his own chest!
His chest immediately pulsed with a strange, blood-black flowing light. This was his life-saving ultimate skill, Mutually Assured Destruction, a technique he wouldn’t use unless absolutely necessary.
“Xia Feng~ Shirley still wants more~” Amidst the seductive murmurs of the female elf behind him,
Xia Feng once again rapidly pulled back his bowstring, a thick beam of light flashing and converging.
“Ye Lixing, see this? This is her true use!” Xia Feng declared, akin to a supreme minotaur, and the second energy cannon shot out, *swish—*
“!!!” Ye Lixing’s expression froze, then a chill ran down his spine. He was Terrified. Damn it! Why wasn’t this guy charging up his attack anymore!
His ultimate skill required some preparation time, but Xia Feng completely disregarded combat etiquette, launching another offensive before his ultimate blast was ready.
*Boom—* The second energy cannon merged with the first, the pitch-black light flow like the karmic fire of the Underworld, spreading and consuming everything, instantly engulfing Ye Lixing.
Within the black light, Ye Lixing’s eyes widened, his mouth parting slightly. Just as he was about to say something, his entire physical body began to visibly liquefy and dissolve. Waves of blackness spread out, a gale raged, and the surrounding forest bent backward as if about to break.
“No————” An unwilling, despairing low growl echoed through the heavens and earth.
Within the pitch-black energy cannon that traversed the forest, a faint spiritual human figure twisted and struggled. He reached out to Xia Feng, letting out a silent scream, and in an instant—his spirit was scattered!
The pitch-black energy cannon gradually dispersed, the leaves rustled, and the forest returned to its quiet state.
Xia Feng exchanged glances with Mu Qingtong and Cha Nai Xue, and they all landed.
“Huh? Master is dead…”
Shirley, who was still clinging to Xia Feng, snapped back from her excitement. She lifted her mature little face, her expression lost for a moment before her spirit body also began to slowly disintegrate.
Xia Feng turned and looked up. Shirley extended a hand towards him with a confused gaze, and *bang—* her spirit body dispersed.
Seeing this, the black-dressed woman, who had been walking slowly, nodded thoughtfully. “Although you’ve taken Ye Lixing’s spirit artifact, the artifact calamity’s main seal isn’t in the spirit artifact itself, but in the soul. So, if Ye Lixing dies, the artifact calamity will also die.”
“However, it seems the artifact calamity’s intelligence or thought process isn’t quite normal. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have killed its own master before realizing it.”
I see it like that. Xia Feng nodded. After the experiment just now, with the “always hits” ability, Shirley’s control over the spirit robe wasn’t very useful. If she died, she died. Scumbag Xia Feng thought to himself.
Lost in thought, he looked up at Cha Nai Xue and smiled, “Let’s go. We have more important things to do.”
Cha Nai Xue: “…”
The three of them returned to the base of that tree. Cha Nai Xue secretly glared at Xia Feng before bending down to dig for the material needed for Mu Qingtong’s promotion—the White Jade Glazed Vase.
Xia Feng didn’t stand idly by; he and Mu Qingtong began cleaning up the battlefield.
They plundered the good things from the two black-robed figures.
As he casually sifted through the Groundhog’s belongings, the Blood-Eye Mask suddenly slipped to the ground, capturing Xia Feng’s attention.
Seeing this thing, he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, he couldn’t resist his curiosity and tentatively reached out…
And pressed it.
“Little Feng~~”
“Little Feng~~ Where are you?”
Just like last time, a familiar, serene voice echoed from the Blood-Eye Mask into his mind. It sounded like a ghost from the Underworld, or perhaps the spirit of a Goddess, whispering in his ear.
Xia Feng’s spine involuntarily tensed, and the hairs on his body stood on end. Just as he was about to discard it, he heard the woman’s voice become slightly higher.
“Huh? Little Feng~ I found you again. Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, hey, it’s big sister~”
“…”
As the woman’s tone gradually softened, Xia Feng’s expression flickered. Faint, blurry fragments from his childhood began to clear up.
It was a gentle girl in a floral dress, reaching out a delicate hand to pat his head, bending down with a smile.
“Little brother, my name is Gong Changyi. What’s yours?”
“I… I’m Xia Feng.” The innocent, naive little boy raised his dirty face and, after a pause, said in a serious, childish voice, “Xia from summer, Feng from maple leaf.” “Xia Feng. That’s a nice name.”
“Th-thank you.”
“Xia Feng, do you want to come home with big sister?”
“Huh?”
“Xia Feng, from now on, I’ll be your big sister~ Call me Sister Yi.”
“Sister Yiyi.”
Disordered memories flashed through his mind. Xia Feng clutched his head and murmured, “Sister Yi… Gong Changyi…”
“Little Feng~ Little Feng, are you listening?” The serene, smiling low voice sounded in his ear again. “Quick, tell big sister where you are. Big sister will send someone to pick you up.”
“…” Xia Feng parted his lips slightly. After a pause, he asked with confusion, “You can hear me?”
“Huh? Little Feng, your voice has changed so much. It seems you’ve grown up.”
!
“…” Xia Feng remained silent. This woman seemed very familiar with him, yet he only had a few fragmented memories of her.
“Little Feng, we don’t have much time to talk. Quick, tell big sister where you are,” the woman said softly.
“I am, I am—”
“En, you are?”
Xia Feng smiled. “Guess.”
The woman: “…”
“Little Feng, you’re not being good~ Stop playing with big sister, hurry and tell me your location~”
“Why do you want to know my location?”
“Eh? Do I need a reason for this, Little Feng? We’ve been separated for so many years. Don’t you want to reunite with Sister Yi?”
“No.”
“Ah, no? Wh-why? Little Feng, you don’t want big sister anymore?”
The woman’s surprised tone was tinged with a hint of grievance. Her pitifully soft voice made one want to comfort her immediately.
Xia Feng almost softened, but luckily, he remained very clear-headed. He wouldn’t foolishly expose his location to this strange woman.
Gong Changyi had close ties with the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall, and his past memories were incomplete. Whether this Sister Yi was an enemy or a friend was still unknown.
Xia Feng felt there was no need to take that risk. What if Sister Yi actually held a grudge against him? Exposing his location to Sister Yi might have benefits, but not exposing it would definitely have no disadvantages.
“Little Feng, are you suspecting big sister’s intentions? Really, big sister is so kind. How could big sister harm you?”
The serene voice carried a hint of hoarse crying. The wronged tone sobbed in his ear, like a cold, gentle breeze blowing into his ear canal. Xia Feng’s gaze flickered, his black eyes gradually becoming vacant, and he murmured, “Right, right, big sister wouldn’t harm me…”
“Mm-hmm, that’s right.” The woman’s wronged voice in his ear gradually returned to normal, serene with a hint of triumphant amusement. She let out a soft laugh and whispered, “So, Little Feng, where are you now?”
Xia Feng’s black eyes were vacant. He spoke dazedly, “I’m in the flo—”
“Get lost!” At this moment, the black-dressed woman, who had appeared before Xia Feng at some unknown time, placed her delicate hand on Xia Feng’s forehead and icily growled.
