Chapter 19: King’s Armory
“Acting President Zhao! Are you openly defying the rules of the Six-Tails Sect?”
“Rules?”
Zhao Jie’s grayish-white pupils narrowed slightly. “My rules are the rules.”
Buzz— As he spoke, Xia Feng clearly felt the gravity around him increase abnormally, and the ground beneath their feet began to crack.
Zhao Jie’s martial arts uniform fluttered in the wind.
The man with the slicked-back hair stood steady, leaning on his dragon-headed cane, his suit impeccable.
The two middle-aged men exchanged cold glances under the blood moon. Zhao Jie grinned and sneered, “Uncle Wei, I am the president now. Get out of my way!!”
With that, he took a step forward, intending to push Wei Shutong aside.
But at this moment, space around them seemed to ripple, and nearly a hundred black dots appeared. Xia Feng blinked, and these black dots expanded into a formation of various models of near-future firearms, densely covering the sky and earth. All their dark muzzles pointed at Zhao Jie, who had taken a step forward.
Zhao Jie’s expression froze slightly.
The man in the suit calmly raised his dragon-headed cane. After a series of mechanical unfolds, it transformed into a black hunting rifle, the muzzle pressed against Zhao Jie’s forehead.
“Now, this is what you call a rule,” Wei Shutong said calmly.
Xia Feng stood behind them, his black eyes widening involuntarily. “Tsk, he actually managed to pull that off!”
Zhao Jie’s eye twitched. He abruptly retracted the terrifying spirit pressure he had released and forced an awkward smile. “Haha~ Old Wei, I was just joking. Why are you so serious?”
He raised a finger and carefully nudged the gun muzzle away from his forehead. “Put it away, put it away. It’s not good to unleash spirit energy so easily. Don’t scare the children.”
Wei Shutong remained expressionless, continuing to aim the rifle at Zhao Jie’s forehead, tilting his chin up. “Hm?”
“…” Zhao Jie took a deep breath and gave a stiff laugh. “Alright, alright, I’ll abide by the Six-Tails Sect’s rules. I won’t seek revenge on any juniors.”
But Wei Shutong’s gun muzzle didn’t lower; he continued to press it against Zhao Jie’s forehead with more force. “Hm??”
“What else do you want me to say?” Zhao Jie’s eye twitched again. Suddenly, he remembered something. “Ah, right, there’s also the million-dollar bet. Don’t worry, Old Wei, a bet is a bet. I’ll transfer it to your account later!”
The firearms arrayed in the sky and earth instantly shrunk into stardust and disappeared.
Wei Shutong also lowered his hunting rifle, which folded back into a dragon-headed cane. He calmly walked towards the city wall’s passage, leaving Zhao Jie with only a chillingly cool back.
“Tsk— He pulled that off again,” Xia Feng glanced at Zhao Jie, who had a stiff smile, and silently and quickly followed, escaping.
*
“This is what you call foolproof?”
Panda retracted his condescending gaze and turned to glare coldly at the tall, thin man. “Knight Yan, this is what you called foolproof!!”
Yan Xujia’s brow was tightly furrowed as he stared intently at Xia Feng’s retreating figure below the city wall, his face grim. “Perhaps the assassin made a mistake and couldn’t find him.”
“Didn’t you say this assassin had a zero failure rate and had even assassinated a Third-stage Spirit Master?”
“I—”
“Enough! Yan Xujia, you’d better pray that Xia Feng didn’t discover that the Black Moon Holy See was behind this. If he reports the assassination attempt to the Master, neither you nor I will be in a good position!”
Panda’s face was grim. “Also, no more attempts to assassinate him. Do you hear me!”
“…” The two exchanged glances for a moment. Yan Xujia clenched his fist, his eyelids lowered slightly. “Alright, alright. I understand.”
Mu Qingtong stood at the entrance of the city wall’s stone stairs, gazing pensively at Xia Feng’s departing back. She had planned to return home and wait a couple of days before checking the results, but she hadn’t expected her junior to come out directly in such a short time!
And he only seemed to have sustained minor injuries.
Now there were only two possibilities: either the assassin failed to find Xia Feng and he accidentally escaped, or the assassin was killed by Xia Feng.
Compared to the former, Mu Qingtong believed the latter was more likely.
If it was the latter, this junior might harbor some astonishing secrets.
“Quite interesting.”
The corner of her lips curled. “Xia Feng, you’re more interesting than I imagined.”
*
“Yikes—”
Xia Feng shivered and looked back behind the car, puzzled. The bustling city lights of the night scene swiftly receded, with nothing out of the ordinary.
Yet, he couldn’t shake off a feeling of being watched by a viper.
“According to the sect’s rules, peers can use any means to compete, but elders cannot suppress juniors for any reason. Furthermore, even mentors cannot probe their disciples’ trump cards. So you can rest assured, I won’t ask you what happened in the Evil Dragon Forest.”
Wei Shutong’s expression was serious. “But if you’re willing to tell me, I’m naturally willing to listen.”
“Oh, I’m not willing.”
Wei Shutong: “…”
He was indeed, really, very curious how this kid Xia Feng had defeated Qi Xiao.
After all, Qi Xiao was proficient in the ‘One-Tail Spirit Robe’ and could completely crush Xia Feng. Unless Xia Feng could also learn the ‘One-Tail Spirit Robe’… but was that even possible?
He looked suspiciously at the young man lounging casually in the car seat. He hadn’t noticed it before, but why did this kid seem inexplicably unfathomable?
Shaking his head.
“Forget it… Considering the huge surprise you gave me today, I won’t ask any more questions.” Wei Shutong, ultimately abiding by his principles, suppressed his curiosity and changed the subject. “Do you know why Zhao Jie suddenly got angry just now?”
Xia Feng smiled faintly. “Of course, I know. His anger towards me was just a diversion. After all, he wouldn’t care that much about Qi Xiao. His real intention was to test your strength, Old Wei.”
“Not bad. You’re not stupid.”
“…” *You’re the only smart one*, Xia Feng rolled his eyes.
The man with the slicked-back hair took out a bottle of what looked like expensive red wine from the car’s wine cabinet and looked up. “Kid, want some?”
“Do you have soy milk?” Xia Feng blinked. “I like soy milk, sweet ones.”
“…”
Wei Shutong ignored him and swirled his wine glass, lowering his head to carefully sniff the fragrant wine.
“Lord Earl has already made his stance clear: whoever between Zhao Jie and me reaches the Super Tier first will truly control the Six-Tails Sect. Today, it seems Zhao Jie is starting to get anxious.”
In the Spirit Master realm, Fourth and Fifth stages are collectively called the Super Tier. Above Fifth stage are Venerables.
!
There is only one Venerable in all of District 51, and that is His Excellency the Pope of the Black Moon Holy See.
“Judging by the spirit pressure just now, Old Wei, you haven’t been promoted to the Super Tier yet, have you…”
Xia Feng asked, puzzled. “Both of us are Third-stage. Zhao Jie is the Acting President, so why is he afraid of you?”
Upon hearing this, Wei Shutong’s serious expression suddenly broke into a smile. “Naturally, it’s because I can perform Spirit Unsealing, and Zhao Jie cannot.”
“Spirit Unsealing? Were those firearms from before Spirit Unsealed?” Xia Feng asked curiously.
“That’s right.” When it came to Spirit Unsealing, this serious middle-aged uncle, who exuded an air of professionalism, became inexplicably excited. He said in a deep voice, “Spirit artifact—【King’s Armory】, the ability to conjure conventional weapons out of thin air based on conceptual imagination. It can even create various futuristic sci-fi firearms.”
“What do you think? Kid, isn’t this ability cool?” He stared intently at Xia Feng.
“Huh?” Xia Feng was taken aback. He looked up and met the man’s radiant gaze.
Xia Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded. “It’s indeed quite cool.”
As if satisfied, the man with the slicked-back hair’s lips involuntarily curved slightly. However, upon noticing Xia Feng’s gaze, he quickly retracted his smile, his expression returning to a serious and calm one.
“Not bad. You have good taste, kid.”
“…”
Xia Feng understood. So, beneath this middle-aged man’s serious and proper exterior lay the heart of a cool teenager. Xia Feng gained a new understanding of his cheap adoptive father.
“Take this.”
With that, Wei Shutong tossed two items over.
A golden spirit paper inscribed with the Spirit Particle Structure of the Six-Tails, and a thumb-sized golden flower.
“This is ‘Six-Tails Flame,’ which aids in cultivating the Six-Tails. It only appears once every three years, which is why the Six-Tails competition cycles every three years for selection of the fittest. Since you won the championship ahead of time this year, this is your reward.”
Xia Feng took the small flower and curiously sniffed it, his expression changing instantly.
He looked up, confused. “Why does this flower smell so much like the Wisdom Fruit?”
“That’s natural. After all, it was watered with a large amount of Wisdom Fruit juice.”
The man took a sip of wine and said leisurely, “So it also has a strong effect against Calamity Force Erosion. It’s a good thing. You should take it as soon as possible.”
“…”
*Take it as soon as possible? More like poison yourself as soon as possible!*
Xia Feng helplessly covered his forehead. However… minor problem, all minor problems.
He wasn’t planning on using it anyway.
Now, improvements in spirit pressure and learning Spirit Robes could rely on Mu Qingtong. As for him, he only needed to lie back and let Mu Qingtong take the initiative!
The only thing he needed to worry about was spirit artifacts!
“I wonder what abilities my spirit artifact will have?” Xia Feng wondered privately.
But, had Mu Qingtong awakened her spirit artifact by this time?
He remembered that the anime prologue briefly mentioned the effects of Mu Qingtong’s Spirit Energy Unsealing, which seemed related to hypnosis.
Just thinking about hypnosis made Xia Feng feel terrified. Based on his extensive experience watching anime, any ability related to hypnosis was incredibly overpowered.
And people who possessed hypnosis abilities were even more perverse!
