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So that's how it is. Over the years, there have indeed been appearances of Zombies or Living Corpses in Huaxia! Xiao Yefeng thought to himself, then turned to Lin Mighty Tiger and said, "This matter must not be disclosed. After cleaning up here, write that Jin Ling died last night and was cremated!"
Lin Mighty Tiger executed Xiao Yefeng's orders without question. With the mission now completely finished, Xiao Yefeng left the hospital. As he walked, he assessed his own condition. This time, he truly felt like a young calf unafraid of tigers; the Punishing Thunder he had endured had directly scattered the Qi within him, and after a night of re-gathering, he realized he had suffered significant losses.
The Qi Group that was originally the size of a ping pong ball was now reduced to half its size. When Xiao Yefeng attempted to condense his Psychic Blade again, he found himself unable to do so. Since he had created this attack method by chance, this was the first time he had failed to condense it.
Xiao Yefeng felt that his Divine Power, or psychic energy, was much stronger than before; however, he still could not refine a Psychic Blade. Moreover, the remaining half of his Spirit Group had also undergone changes. Perhaps the residual effects of the Condemnation Arc had not yet dissipated. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng could only feel arcs crackling above his Qi Group within his Spirit Platform, and each time he used his spiritual power, he could sense the arcs coursing through his meridians.
Could this be the price for interfering with law enforcement? Xiao Yefeng couldn't help but wonder. However, fortune and misfortune coexist; the spiritual power imbued with arcs was significantly stronger than before. In other words, any Spell Xiao Yefeng cast now would carry a hint of the Condemnation Arc. Yet at the same time, Xiao Yefeng also had to endure the stimulation from the arcs—inflicting a thousand points of damage while harming himself eight hundred. He couldn't help but click his tongue at such consequences.
Xiao Yefeng wasn't sure if he had gained or lost from this experience. There was no doubt that he had gained; any Spell or Feng Shui Technique he cast in the future would carry an Arc. This meant that only by entering Inner Force and transforming False Spiritual Power into true spiritual energy could he eventually cultivate attribute abilities. At this moment, Peak of Bright Strength Xiao Yefeng possessed electric attribute spiritual energy—oh wait! No, currently Xiao Yefeng had already been scattered down to half of his Qi, meaning he could only be considered at the advanced level of Mingjing.
However, it wasn't wrong to say that Xiao Yefeng had lost as well; having dropped a level meant enduring the tempering of the Condemnation Arc. Unbeknownst to him, he would suffer more than double the pain compared to an ordinary Geomancer. Nevertheless, Xiao Yefeng felt indifferent; as long as it could enhance his power, enduring more suffering was inconsequential.
Now finding a quiet and deserted place, Xiao Yefeng pointed at a crackling Golden Cyan Qi with his finger. It transformed into a Yin Yang Diagram at his fingertips. The golden arcs on the Yin Yang Diagram danced continuously. In a moment of inspiration, Xiao Yefeng casually flung the Yin Yang Diagram towards a distant large tree.
"Crack!" The Qi struck the tree, and unexpectedly, a shadow sprang out from beneath it, looking at Xiao Yefeng with surprise.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng was also astonished by this person's appearance; he had merely tried something out and didn't expect that throwing bricks around would attract someone—no wonder people shouldn't litter!
Seeing this person appear left Xiao Yefeng momentarily stunned. However, upon noticing the badge on their chest, he refrained from apologizing. The newcomer spoke up: "Master Xiao truly has great skills; I was hiding so far away yet still got discovered. No wonder you are capable of killing Living Corpses."
"Are you from the new faction?" Xiao Yefeng asked as he glanced at the badge on their chest.
Although Xiao Yefeng wasn't familiar with the new faction's situation, he had seen some materials regarding joining the Metaphysics Society; the emblem featuring two snakes coiling through mist was indeed their symbol.
"That's right! We've long heard about Master Xiao's abilities. We also know that those foreign noses from Divine Descent Society have approached you as well. So how about it? Join us! What can you do with such meager spirit stones from Metaphysics Society every month?" The newcomer pulled out a bag from their pocket and tossed it up and down in their hand; judging by the sound, there were at least a dozen spirit stones inside.
"Are you trying to recruit me?" Xiao Yefeng asked.
"That's right. I was sent by the boss to invite Master Xiao to join us. Our treatment..." Before the visitor could finish, Xiao Yefeng interrupted, "Sorry, but I don't like being at odds with the government! You can leave now. Even if I didn't see you today, the next time I encounter someone from your new faction, I won't let you go!"
Hearing Xiao Yefeng's words, the visitor clearly looked displeased. However, he continued, "Master Xiao, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a punishment! We're all Huaxia people, and I'm sure Master Xiao has heard the saying: if you cannot be used by me, then you must be killed by me!"
"Are you looking for a fight?" Xiao Yefeng raised his head to look at the man.
"Correct! Woo~" The visitor whistled sharply.
Immediately, rustling sounds came from afar, and soon two combat teams of ten appeared in front of Xiao Yefeng. Among them were both men and women, all dressed uniformly with various bizarre hairstyles, colorful lipsticks, and large nose rings. Their appearance made Xiao Yefeng feel as if he had once again stepped into an Indigenous Tribe in Africa.
"What the hell! Do you think this group of thugs can defeat me?" Xiao Yefeng asked in confusion.
"Hehe, Master Xiao seems a bit naive! I know very well that you can defeat a Living Corpse; why would I use ordinary people against you?" The visitor laughed heartily and then drew a three-inch-long black flute from his waist.
"I'll ask one last time: will you join our new faction?" The visitor held the flute firmly and snorted coldly.
At this moment, however, Xiao Yefeng did not respond. Instead, he carefully examined the ten-person formation. Six men and four women were all strikingly eye-catching. The heavy makeup concealed all their facial features—dark panda eyes, colorful lip gloss, and unnaturally pale skin. Something was off about this skin tone!
Noticing this, Xiao Yefeng couldn't help but scrutinize them closely. His eyes had undergone two enhancements through spiritual power and had been opened with Yin-Yang Eye techniques along with genetic enhancements, making them exceptionally sharp. Although the hair of the ten obscured most of their faces, he still caught glimpses through the gaps. Their skin was as white as paper; however, there were no signs of makeup.
No makeup but terrifyingly pale skin combined with heavy eye makeup and lip gloss led Xiao Yefeng to suddenly look at the visitor and say, "You actually have ten Living Corpses!" Indeed, whether it was their strange hairstyles and colors or their eye makeup and lip gloss, all were methods to conceal their deceased skin tones. The eyes of Living Corpses gradually darken while their lips turn increasingly blue—these were ancient methods for identifying Living Corpses that were now cleverly masked by these individuals' makeup.
"Oh wow! Master Xiao is truly the youngest Feng Shui master in Huaxia! You saw through it so quickly! But since you've figured it out, make your decision quickly: will you join us?" Just then, a sudden gust of wind blew past, lifting the visitor's hood and finally revealing his face.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng was taken aback by the appearance of the newcomer. He asked, "What is your relationship with Yuan Xun?"
However, the newcomer seemed unfazed and replied, "Hmph, although I don't want to admit it, I can't deny that the useless Yuan Xun is my brother!"
"What is your name?" Xiao Yefeng could no longer remain relaxed after hearing this.
"I am Yuan Dui! No need to be nervous, young man! I won't abandon the mission given by the boss just because of that waste. As long as you join us, we can completely erase the matter of that useless Yuan Xun. We of the Yuan Family are quite magnanimous. Do you know about the Yuan Gang? They are our ancestors." Yuan Dui said with a sinister smile at Xiao Yefeng. In that moment, Xiao Yefeng noticed that beneath Yuan Dui's hidden hair were eyes resembling those of a skeleton.
"Your intentions are clear. Since ancient times, those who have fallen into the Demonic Path like you have always been our enemies. I, Xiao Yefeng, may not possess the strength of my predecessors, but I know that an eagle does not associate with crows. I never expected the reputation of the Yuan Gang to be tarnished by someone like you!" Xiao Yefeng declared firmly.
"Master Xiao! Don't push your luck! Last night you blocked a calamity for a ghost. With Punishing Thunder protecting you, I dared not approach. But do you still have your full strength today? Surviving under the Punishing Thunder is already a stroke of luck! I'm giving you face; don't be ungrateful!" Yuan Dui was now extremely angry. Although he was somewhat upset that his brother had been captured by this person, in the hearts of the Yuan Family members, weakness held no status; it was better to die than to live in shame. Therefore, while Yuan Dui felt a bit pleased that Xiao Yefeng had captured Yuan Xun, he was now displeased with Xiao Yefeng's blatant disrespect.
"Hmph, do you think I don't know why you're gathering so many Geomancers? You want to use our souls to summon a Ghost King? That's impossible!" Xiao Yefeng directly revealed his suspicions. This served two purposes: to confirm his judgment and to provoke Yuan Dui.
"You know too much!" Yuan Dui exclaimed. He raised a Black Flute to his lips and blew out a piercing note. Suddenly, ten Living Corpses that had been stiff became agile, their pained eyes turning towards Xiao Yefeng. With a flick of his finger at their foreheads, Xiao Yefeng's Yin-Yang Eye instantly opened as spiritual power surged into his eyes. After a moment of sharp pain, he saw the souls floating above the heads of the ten Living Corpses.
"Kill me! Kill me~" The haunting cries echoed in Xiao Yefeng's ears as he realized that these ten individuals had been forcibly transformed into Living Corpses under duress. His eyes turned red with anger; how could Yuan Dui be so cruel? Killing someone in cold blood was one thing, but torturing them was not something a true warrior would do. Xiao Yefeng had killed many before, but it was always quick and decisive—he never tortured anyone.
Now, this corpse-raiser had finally ignited Xiao Yefeng's fury.
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