Chapter 942: Fusion Device, Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor
The larger the network of connections, the more complicated the causal lines involved. Konan’s network of connections was very simple, which was likely a result of the rules of the Calamity Realm deliberately making it so.
A game character that had barely left home and had mostly been in a state of slumber would naturally have fewer causal lines requiring change.
As Xia Feng contemplated, he looked up and asked, “How long has Uncle Lin Han been gone?”
“Half an hour,” the bodyguard behind him replied respectfully.
In Xia Feng’s memory, Uncle Lin Han was similar to Uncle Wei, always wearing a sharp suit, with a mature, world-weary aura.
Xia Feng briefly scanned the bodyguard team’s profiles and learned that Lin Han had a wife who died during a great calamity, leaving behind a daughter whose legs were amputated and who was currently attending Weiyang Academy.
Because Lin Han’s daughter was also in a wheelchair, Xia Feng had a deep impression of this bodyguard.
Thinking of this, Xia Feng glanced at his own crippled legs in the wheelchair and cursed inwardly. What a ridiculous situation. The first character was a eunuch, the second was a woman, and this third character, despite his high status, had a flaw: he couldn’t walk!
“Young Master, allowing Uncle Lin Han to go rescue his daughter was already acting with the utmost benevolence,” the bodyguard behind him said seriously in a deep voice. “There’s no need to stay in this dangerous place waiting for him. Furthermore, he’s likely already dead.”
Xia Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked in the direction of Weiyang Academy.
Every major area had a Weiyang Academy. The academies were filled with Spirit Master talents, and with the school’s high-ranking officials in charge, the order within the school shouldn’t have collapsed so quickly.
However, it didn’t matter anymore.
He looked out the window and said in a low voice, “Let’s go to Weiyang Academy.”
The bodyguard behind him was slightly startled. “Young Master? You’re not returning to Sparrow God Mountain?!”
He would naturally have to visit Sparrow God Mountain to check the situation, but he wondered if Ke Yanqing, this adoptive sister who hated him, would discover his true identity.
Xia Feng planned to first figure out what was going on in this world before making any decisions.
As for now, going to Weiyang Academy wasn’t about looking for Lin Han or anything like that. It was because he had sensed…
A Fusion Device reaction!
[Detecting a compatible Fusion Device existing on the same spiritual plane as ‘B-grade Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor’—]
In his Mental Sea, the armor engraved with a fiery phoenix flashed and vibrated, as if expressing the excitement of encountering a fellow spirit.
Xia Feng was also a little excited.
Good heavens! He had finally encountered another Spirit Artifact that could be fused!
One had to admit, it was incredibly difficult to find Spirit Artifacts on the same spiritual plane.
But fortunately, his luck seemed to be good today. Not only did he find one, but it was a Spirit Artifact that could be fused to upgrade the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor!
The Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor was the first B-grade Spirit Artifact he obtained after becoming a Second-stage Spirit Master. He had used it consistently from the moment he got it until the current Venerable Second Realm, finding it more practical and useful than A-class Spirit Artifacts.
Therefore, rather than fusing and upgrading an A-class Spirit Artifact, he actually hoped to upgrade the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor to make it even more powerful.
Even at B-grade, it was already incredibly potent. He wondered what kind of terrifying effects it would possess once it became A-class.
Although the bodyguard was puzzled by the third young master’s decision and wanted to persuade him, the tone of his voice indicated that he was determined to go to Weiyang Academy, leaving no room for doubt.
He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, thinking what a kind and naive young master he was, willing to venture into danger for a bodyguard he had only known for a day. It was unbelievable.
Xia Feng was unaware of the middle-aged bodyguard’s rambling thoughts as he looked out the window.
The expensive car, equipped with an internal spatial dimension, sped through the chaotic city.
On the streets, in the sky, and within the buildings, bloody fighting and piercing screams were continuous. Thousands of zombie-like things were even rampaging through the streets, biting anyone they encountered.
In the Calamity Realm, apart from the Heavenly Gift Great Calamity, other great calamities should not exist.
Therefore, these zombies, whose physical bodies could withstand car collisions and whose speed rivaled that of Liu Xiang, were likely manifestations of some superpower.
Indeed, through the rearview mirror, Xia Feng soon saw a muscular middle-aged man suspended in mid-air. He covered one side of his face with a single hand, revealing a scarlet beastly eye. He bent over and let out a low chuckle, which gradually escalated into unrestrained, arrogant laughter.
“God! Hehehehahaha! This is how a god feels!” He suddenly threw his head back, his scarlet eyes fixed on a few Third-stage Spirit Masters in front of him. He twisted his neck, his smile ferocious, “Heh heh~ Noble Spirit Masters, you’re nothing special!”
As zombie roars echoed from the ground, golden light began to emanate from the top of the middle-aged man’s head. The experience bar to the right of “lv.29” filled up, and with a flash, he transformed into “lv.30.”
Seeing this, Xia Feng withdrew his gaze and didn’t look at the scene behind him any further.
That middle-aged man was probably an ordinary person who had been unfairly suppressed by some Spirit Masters. Thus, after suddenly gaining such immense power, his psychology had naturally become somewhat twisted and frenzied.
However, “god”…
The middle-aged man was still a long way from the Divine Realm. But if he were to survive a few more days in this Fate World, he might truly be able to challenge the Divine Realm.
What an absurd and heaven-defying world… Xia Feng watched the scenery blurring past the window, feeling a vague unease and a sense of crisis.
The reason for his unease was that his strength… had been suppressed!
[Realm: Second-stage Spirit Master]
This was the realm ‘Konan’ had been set to possess. Xia Feng had initially thought it was just a setting, but he hadn’t expected his Spirit Pressure state to actually be suppressed to the Second Stage! This was truly a scam.
Spirit Pressure was linked to the amount of Spirit Particles. With his Spirit Pressure suppressed from Venerable Second to Spirit Second, the drastic reduction in Spirit Particles was no small matter. Many A-class Spirit Robes couldn’t even be used, let alone S-class ones.
Fortunately, it was only his Spirit Pressure state that was suppressed; he could still use his Spirit Artifacts.
Just as the car quietly arrived at Weiyang Academy, a warning signal sounded inside the car: “Beep—Beep—”
The bodyguard hurried to Xia Feng’s side and said in a low, respectful voice, “Young Master, it’s the eldest young lady’s communication chime.”
Xia Feng was startled. The “eldest young lady” the bodyguard referred to was undoubtedly ‘Ke Yanqing,’ the current identity’s elder sister.
Xia Feng’s black eyes narrowed as he took the chime-watch handed to him by the bodyguard. The surface of the watch was engraved with ancient patterns and emanated a peculiar radiance. As he flipped open the cover, a graceful light projection materialized before him.
It was a tall woman dressed in a classical dark ink qipao, holding a paper umbrella adorned with ink landscapes. The brim of the umbrella was lowered, partially obscuring her eyes, revealing only the delicate curve of her lower cheek.
Seeing this woman, Xia Feng’s memory of being hunted by her became even clearer. When he had been pursued to his death by the Goddess Hall, the Golden Sparrow Flower, and the Heaven’s Revelation Knights, this woman had been the most persistent. She had even participated in the first ‘Wolf Hunt Operation,’ leading to his death and his first return to the Nightmare Realm.
From beneath the umbrella, the woman’s red lips parted. Her voice, though carrying a hint of coldness, was exceptionally gentle as she asked with concern, “Nannan, where are you?”
Xia Feng: “…”
