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The Unique Feng Shui Master
Thunder rumbled! This summer's thunderstorm continued to shroud Huaxia, and nearly three months had passed since the appearance of the recruitment notice. The world had descended into a state of anxiety; aside from ordinary people who could only toil day and night to make a living, all the High-Level individuals were completely engulfed in panic.
In the past, whenever something happened on Earth—starting with the Sorcerer incident, followed by the birth of Gene Warriors, the arrival of Chaos Energy, and then the rapid advancement of the Technological Era—those in the middle High-Level of society realized that no matter how much Earth changed, it remained their domain. In other words, as long as Earth existed, their status would not change; they would still be above others!
However, things were no longer the same. This time, the miraculous recruitment notice made them feel a real crisis looming behind them. They did not understand what this recruitment meant or what it represented. Thus, they sought answers from Perfect World and Huaxia. However, both sides provided different answers: Huaxia claimed that the recruitment meant everyone would be taken away from Earth to join a war, disappearing like past civilizations, leaving everything they owned as mere bubbles!
On the other hand, Perfect World stated that as long as one followed its instructions, Earth would enter a new era. Some would be taken away to join the War of Gods and Demons, while many others would remain on Earth to continue their lives—perhaps even better lives.
With two answers and two directions, Earth finally witnessed a complete rupture between the two factions. Supporters for both sides became divided, almost facing each other across the sea; those in Asia supported Huaxia while those in the West overwhelmingly backed Perfect World.
Thus, tensions escalated between the two factions; swords were drawn against each other. Yet no real battle had begun because everything rested on Xiao Yefeng's shoulders. The reason it fell upon him was due to that suddenly appearing woman. Xiao Yefeng believed her and did not stop her, but she dealt him a heavy blow.
She had completely transformed into another person—Qing—her demeanor cold and her words blunt. She immediately revealed that the final map was in Xiao Yefeng's possession and stated plainly that the key to unlocking the Prehistoric Ruins lay in his hands along with those of Master.
Now both factions stood at an impasse, with the center of conflict revolving around whether Xiao Yefeng should hand over the map. Perfect World no longer needed to hide its intentions; they boldly presented that the four maps were not fragments of two maps but rather a condensed version of one map. Previously, everyone believed that these Prehistoric Ruins were located on Earth; piecing together these four maps was key to finding them.
However, according to information disseminated by Perfect World, stacking these four maps together would reveal a passageway leading from Earth to the Low-Level Plane. Misled by Perfect World, many urged Xiao Yefeng to surrender the map. Consequently, this struggle thrust Xiao Yefeng into the spotlight where he faced threats from both sides at every moment!
Yet none of this mattered much until this morning when the text on the recruitment notice changed! It stated: "If Blue Star does not actively open its ruins after seventy days, then the Low-Level Plane will forcibly tear apart Blue Star's Dimension and take all its residents as slaves for the War of Gods and Demons!"
This news made Xiao Yefeng realize that holding onto this last map was essentially inconsequential. However, he also believed that forcibly tearing apart Earth's Dimension would be an extremely costly choice for the God of Sorcery; especially since Wu Kui would never let such an opportunity slip away. Thus, although Xiao Yefeng felt a chill at this threat contained within the recruitment notice, he understood it was merely an intimidation tactic aimed at him!
In just a few moments, Xiao Yefeng had received dozens of invitations from Perfect World. It was clearly a trap, and Xiao Yefeng naturally would not respond. Moreover, judging from the combat strength of both sides, Huaxia was at a disadvantage, with a fighting power ratio of four to six. However, the high-level combat strength seemed to be evenly matched at fifty-fifty. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng was analyzing the proportions of both sides.
At that time, Xiao Yefeng's great treasure, Xiao Moran, along with Bao Xiao Mo Han, rushed into the room. Upon seeing his children, the chaos in Xiao Yefeng's heart was instantly swept away. For the sake of his kids and all the children, he could not afford to fall.
Holding his two children in his arms, Xiao Yefeng felt a sense of calm wash over him. After sharing a meal with his family for the first time in a while, he finally fell into a peaceful sleep.
In the midst of his dreams, Xiao Yefeng sensed that his Spirit was being approached. After years of cultivation, his Spirit had become incredibly powerful. He immediately trembled and pushed back, attempting to repel the encroaching Spirit. However, he found that the presence clung to his Spirit like a parasite. Just as he was about to counterattack, he suddenly recognized the familiar aura.
"Wu Kui?" Xiao Yefeng exclaimed in surprise as he absorbed the weak Spirit into his own.
At that moment, supported by Xiao Yefeng's strength, the weakened Spirit transformed into a thumb-sized figure clad in silver armor, wielding a Bright Silver Spear and holding a familiar coiling dragon Talisman. It was indeed Wu Kui. As soon as Wu Kui opened his eyes, he said directly to Xiao Yefeng, "This is bad! The God of Sorcery has suppressed my abilities using the power of the Low-Level Plane! I believe Mo Fei has already informed you about this! Now you need to make a decision!"
Caught off guard by an old friend and an inexplicable situation, Xiao Yefeng fell into deep thought. He understood Wu Kui's meaning but wanted to give his good brother an option. "Fei Ge has already been captured by Master!" he replied.
"I know he has been taken. I also know you have the ability to find him and rescue him, yet you haven't!" Wu Kui said.
With his thoughts laid bare by Wu Kui, Xiao Yefeng felt no embarrassment. He nodded and said, "Yes! I know that with Fei Ge's character, he would definitely disperse his Spirit on his own. However, at least he won't die at his own hands while in Master's grasp!"
"But do you understand? The War of Gods and Demons is about to begin. Just like before, you low-level dimension slaves will be among the first to enter the battlefield! The God of Sorcery will stop at nothing to tear apart Earth's Dimension and forcibly collect it using the power of the Low-Level Plane!" Wu Kui stated calmly.
"But what about Fei Ge?" Xiao Yefeng asked.
Wu Kui looked at Xiao Yefeng and then said, "It seems that after being apart for so long, you've changed! You used to see the bigger picture; one person's sacrifice could allow me to hold back the God of Sorcery's powers. With a complete Spirit, I would possess strength comparable to that of the God of Sorcery. At that point, he wouldn't be able to forcibly tear open the passage between Earth and here. Is your importance greater than that of everyone on Earth?"
"To be honest, I have changed. The old me would never have faced the troublesome God of Sorcery for a Low-Level Dimension. In my eyes, the people from the Low-Level Dimension were not worth my attention! However, after living on Earth for these years, I have developed feelings. It is for you that I have held back the God of Sorcery, but to be truthful, I can no longer hold him back. The arrival of the Recruitment Platform is the best evidence of that! I can’t stop him anymore!"
"I understand!" As Xiao Yefeng spoke those words, tears nearly welled up in his eyes. The last time he cried was when Liu Xuanhuang took a bullet for him; this time, it was for the soon-to-be lost Mo Fei!
At that moment, Wu Kui's figure flickered and was almost about to disappear. Clearly, he had forcefully crossed the laws of Dimension and had already been detected. Wu Kui then said, "Don't be pessimistic! I still have a plan, but those who participate in this plan will face near-certain death. Do you want to hear it?"
"What do you mean?" Xiao Yefeng was taken aback but soon engaged in a brief conversation with him.
As time passed, Wu Kui's Spirit gradually faded away. In their final exchange, Xiao Yefeng watched Wu Kui disappear, and he woke up from his deep sleep. Wu Kui had shared a bold idea with him—this was Earth's last chance within the laws of Dimension, and everything would require sacrifice. This choice for participants was practically a form of suicide!
Glancing at Liu Yiyi and Consort Mi by his side, Xiao Yefeng sighed deeply before silently floating up from the bed without making a sound. He gently covered the quilt and looked at his sleeping Wives. After turning around and leaving the room, he descended and passed by his children's rooms. Xiao Yefeng quietly peeked through the door crack at his sleeping children, a look of contentment spreading across his face.
With images of his family sleeping filling his mind, Xiao Yefeng left with a hint of sweetness in his heart. According to Wu Kui's plan, he needed to prepare immediately. Although this method was fraught with danger, there was still a glimmer of hope. He needed to turn that glimmer into a greater opportunity, which required assistance.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng arrived at the Metaphysics Society. The night was deepening; even those who usually thrived in nightlife should be asleep by now. Inside one of the meeting rooms in the Metaphysics Society, Xiao Yefeng sat heavily in the only main seat while below him were the peak powers of the society: Jiang Xing with his head full of white hair, Cao Man with silver short hair resembling steel needles, and Li Xiangjun who appeared more ethereal as he aged—all seated to Xiao Yefeng's left side. On his right sat the kind-faced Rainy Elder with white hair.
Unfortunately, two other elders had already passed away long ago. At this moment, all four men exchanged glances, unsure why Xiao Yefeng had called them together so urgently. Besides the five people in the conference room, there were over twenty projection screens showing familiar faces from Huaxia and even acquaintances of Xiao Yefeng himself—each one awakened in confusion by his late-night summons.
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