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Abel Ferard, a member of the European Ability Users Alliance and a Water Elementalist, had the ability to control water for both attack and defense. Unfortunately, Hong Yan's Open Door could only uncover this limited information. However, Xiao Yefeng understood that Abel was a member of the Western vampires, much like the Western woman Mei Chuanqiong had encountered. This Abel was undoubtedly a vampire, and it seemed that his memories needed new additions.
The only name he recalled from his memories of vampires was this one. Although he had previously been a Mercenary, he had only interacted with ordinary people. These vampires were akin to the Feng Shui Techniques Xiao Yefeng had learned—things he once found utterly unbelievable, like ghosts. In the past, Xiao Yefeng had been cold and ruthless, executing missions without mercy. If there were indeed ghosts, why hadn't any clung to him?
It was only after learning Feng Shui Techniques that Xiao Yefeng realized that the world he had engaged with during his missions and assassinations was precisely that—a world where evil thrived. He now understood the saying that ghosts fear wicked people; in the mercenary world, there were no good people—only evildoers. In a world filled with malice, Yin Chai lurked everywhere, waiting for someone to perish; death was expected, so how could there be ghosts haunting him?
However, a pressing question arose: while his memories contained records of these vampires and Onmyoji, he found himself at a loss regarding their current names. He didn't even know his own level at this moment. Up until now, Xiao Yefeng had been following the arrangement passed down from his ancestors in the Xiao Family: first cultivating the body, then refining energy, turning energy into darkness, and darkening the spirit. This was his understanding; however, from what he learned from Gong San and Yang Qingfeng, their classification of levels was evidently different.
Thus, his yearning for the Metaphysics Society grew immensely at this moment. He needed to understand the relationship between this Ability user and vampires. Everything was about to come together because today Xiao Yefeng had received a precious invitation—a chance to participate in the final test after seven days.
Yet tomorrow's duel loomed ahead of him; in his impression, it would be against a vampire of Baron rank. After conversing with Hong Yan, Xiao Yefeng bid him farewell. They had agreed that Hong Yan would come to take him for the duel tomorrow.
With Hong Yan gone, only Xiao Yefeng and Liu Yiyi remained in the hotel room along with Mei Mo'er and Two Goddesses. At that moment, Mei Mo'er had red-rimmed eyes, clearly having cried recently. For this girl whom he regarded as a sister, Xiao Yefeng could only offer comforting words; however, he felt no romantic inclination towards Mei Mo'er.
"Brother Xiao, thank you! I really caused you trouble this time!" Liu Yiyi said while comforting Mei Mo'er who was still crying.
"No need to thank me; I owe the Liu Family protection for you is essential—you know that!" Xiao Yefeng replied with a smile.
"I'm truly happy for him to have such a good friend like you! It's late now; I won't disturb you any longer. Due to some reasons, I can't attend tomorrow's match, but I believe Brother Xiao will definitely win!" With that, Liu Yiyi prepared to leave with Mei Mo'er. However, Mei Mo'er unexpectedly refused Liu Yiyi's offer.
"Sister Yi Yi, I have something to discuss with Brother Xiao; you can head back first! I'll be back soon!" Mei Mo'er said as she looked at Liu Yiyi.
Liu Yiyi glanced at Xiao Yefeng and then back at Mei Mo'er before saying, "Then I'll take my leave!"
And so Liu Yiyi exited Xiao Yefeng's room, leaving behind a bewildered Xiao Yefeng and a sobbing Mei Mo'er.
"What do you want, Mei Mo'er?" Xiao Yefeng asked.
“Brother Xiao, do you like me?” Unexpectedly, Mei Mo'er asked Xiao Yefeng so directly.
“I, Mei Mo'er! Sorry, thank you for your honesty, but I have someone I like, although she…” At this point, Xiao Yefeng recalled the blonde girl who lingered in his memory.
“I'm sorry, Mei Mo'er!” Quickly snapping back from his thoughts, Xiao Yefeng said to Mei Mo'er.
“Brother Xiao, don’t apologize. To be honest, from the first moment I saw you, when you defeated me for the first time, I already liked you. I know you like Sister Yi Yi.”
Before Mei Mo'er could finish, Xiao Yefeng interrupted, “The person I like is not Yiyi.”
However, Mei Mo'er cut him off. “It doesn’t matter. Whether it’s Sister Yi Yi or not, I’ve already decided to give up. Grandpa is right; Brother Xiao, you are like a strong mountain wind. Wherever the wind passes, everything is moved by it. But the wind will not stop. The love I need is comfort. Although I may not seem like a quiet person, Brother Xiao, your brilliance is too overwhelming. I've given up; Grandpa is right; Brother Xiao, you are not an ordinary person.”
“You are handsome, persistent, capable, and mysterious—all of this attracts women. However, you are not a good choice for a husband. So I’ve decided to accept that Sniveler. Although he’s foolish, I think he’s more suitable for me!” With that, Mei Mo'er wiped away a tear and quickly kissed Xiao Yefeng on the cheek before leaving his room with a hint of blush.
Touching the spot where she had kissed him on his cheek, Xiao Yefeng looked around the now empty room. At that moment, a rare and bright smile broke out on his face. Indeed, Xiao Yefeng loved to smile; however, that was merely a polite and habitual smile. In essence, he rarely smiled genuinely—his last true smile was during his mercenary days four or five years ago.
Back then, Xiao Yefeng had completed a life-threatening mercenary mission all by himself. Upon returning, he received her embrace and also endured the worst breakfast he had ever eaten in his twenty years of life—two eggs fried to a coal-like blackness. Though it was terrible, Xiao Yefeng remembered that it was the first genuine smile he had since losing his parents at the age of five.
A breakfast and a kiss from that special girl marked the beginning of a bittersweet first love for two cold-blooded mercenaries just starting to open their hearts.
However, beautiful dreams are often the easiest to wake from. As time passed and everyone grew up, team separation policies forced them apart. Ultimately, this bittersweet first love faded away just like that dream-like girl who disappeared with the division of their teams—never to be heard from again. During his time at Zodiac, Xiao Yefeng sought connections to find her more than once but to no avail. The last message from Zodiac informed him that her team had failed their mission and all members were lost.
After that incident and less than half a year later, due to the tragic death of their captain, Xiao Yefeng chose to withdraw from mercenary life. Since then, that bright smile had never reappeared. Now he genuinely felt happy for Mei Mo'er; despite knowing her for only two months, he understood that this seemingly fiery girl actually had a fragile heart. Being part of a large family meant some things couldn’t be changed; however, Mei Mo'er truly wasn’t suitable for him. It was good that she could let go—whatever the reason might be—Xiao Yefeng knew that Fate was harsh and those close to him often faced suffering.
Xiao Yefeng sincerely felt happy for Mei Mo'er when suddenly Zhang Chuanhai erupted within his Spirit Platform. The entire figure burst forth from Xiao Yefeng's body in an Earthbound Spirit form, eyes fixed ahead with an eerie gaze while an overwhelming Eerie Energy surged around him—murderous intent filling the air!
Seeing Zhang Chuanhai so agitated, Xiao Yefeng asked, "Brother Zhang, what’s going on?"
"The man has appeared; I can feel his presence getting closer!" Zhang Chuanhai replied firmly.
"Yuan Xun?" Xiao Yefeng said in a low voice. Immediately, he sat cross-legged, concealing both his and Zhang Chuanhai's aura. He began to manipulate his weak spiritual energy, searching for Yuan Xun's familiar presence around them.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng extended his senses from a suite in the Seven-Star Hotel. The hotel was not crowded, which was fortunate; otherwise, his newly mastered spiritual energy might not have been able to discern everyone's aura clearly.
Xiao Yefeng was on the fifteenth floor. As he spread out his spiritual energy, a familiar aura emerged. Every person, whether they were from the mysterious sect or not, had their own unique aura. This was one of a kind; even identical twins would have different signatures. The aura that felt so familiar to Xiao Yefeng was indeed Yuan Xun's. With his spiritual energy enveloping the entire hotel, Xiao Yefeng's senses became akin to radar.
He could perceive in three hundred sixty degrees without any blind spots. Each person appeared as a light point; the size, color, and activity level of these points indicated their age and health. In simple terms, a twenty-year-old man and a sixty-year-old man could both be ordinary people, but the young man's light point would shine brighter and more vividly. This light point was essentially a manifestation of a person's vital energy.
Naturally, younger individuals had more vibrant vital energy. Women also possessed their own vital energy; this was not the same as dragon energy but rather a reflection of being alive. At that moment, everyone in the hotel appeared within Xiao Yefeng's perception. Although it was somewhat unclear, a large bright point with a color of dark gold was steadily approaching him.
Noticing the difference in color, Xiao Yefeng opened his eyes and gritted his teeth. "It really is the Evil Arts of the mysterious sect; Yuan Xun is truly a disgrace among geomancers!"
He rummaged through his bag and pulled out the Bagua Mirror. Yuan Xun had come uninvited, likely seeking revenge for the injuries he sustained in the abandoned warehouse. Now that he had healed, he would certainly not let Xiao Yefeng off easily. After discussing briefly with Zhang Chuanhai, Zhang returned to Xiao Yefeng's Spirit Platform to hide. After all, Yuan Xun was skilled at controlling spirits; if Zhang stayed outside for too long, he would surely attract attention with his eerie energy. Especially in this situation, Xiao Yefeng needed to seize the initiative.
Without needing to sense further, Xiao Yefeng could already hear Yuan Xun's footsteps approaching step by step against the door. What puzzled him was that Yuan Xun did not seem to be trying to conceal his steps at all. Did Yuan Xun possess such confidence?
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