flstandardbreds Chapter 176 Soul Collection
Chapter 176 Soul Collection
Chapter 176 Soul Collection
"No, you're overthinking it. I don't need you to do any of that for me. What I want is very simple: just to borrow your body."
Ling Feng's pupils contracted upon hearing this, and he said angrily, "You demon, you really are a demon! You actually want to possess someone's body? Let me tell you, not a chance!"
"No, this is not possession. If you are willing, this certainly cannot be considered possession; it is called offering up your body."
"If you are willing to offer yourself, I will grant your wish, trample that Bai Ke underfoot, and elevate your cultivation and status to a position second only to one. Don't miss such a golden opportunity."
"I said no, and that's final. Who knows if you'll still give your body back to me? Revenge may be satisfying, but if you don't have your own body anymore, it's all meaningless. Do you really think I'm a fool?"
"Are you really not going to give this a proper consideration?" The voice turned sinister, carrying a threatening tone.
"No means no. Bring it on if you dare. As for the so-called sacrifice, don't even think about it!"
"Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. I gave it to you, but you didn't want it!" After saying that, he attacked Ling Feng's direction at lightning speed.
Ling Feng, holding his weapon, saw the black mist approaching him and swiftly moved to slash at it.
Who would have thought that after the black mist was dispersed, it began to gather again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and could not be dispersed. It was truly strange.
"Ignorant brat," the black mist said to Ling Feng with a smile.
Seeing that neither stabs nor strikes were effective against the mist, Ling Feng closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and began to cast a spell, creating a protective shield around himself to prevent the mist from easily approaching.
Seeing that this kid had some skills, the black mist lingered around him and began to use provocation on Ling Feng.
"Ling Feng, accept my help. Are you really going to just stand by and watch Bai Ke keep trampling you under his feet?"
Are you content to watch him rise higher and higher, while you remain stuck in the same place?
Even if you've tolerated all of this, think about it carefully: does Bai Ke even respect you?
He's never even given you a second glance. That man is treacherous and cunning, a master of putting on an act in front of others. Are you really going to swallow this insult?
After saying this, seeing that Ling Feng was frowning and unsettled, and had begun to soften his stance, he continued:
"Such a shameless person stole the girl you loved, just to trample on you. He wants to take away everything you value, like, and truly love."
On what grounds? Why? Your forbearance and retreat have only emboldened him to take advantage. The disciples all value him, respect him, and love him, but does he have the right to do so?
"A mere top disciple can bully you like this. Once he becomes the Heavenly Strategy Saint, do you think you'll still have a place?"
At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. His forehead was covered in fine sweat due to his unsettled state of mind.
Seeing that its goal had been achieved, the black mist instantly broke through Ling Feng's protective formation and tried to penetrate into Ling Feng's body.
Ling Feng had already reacted and quickly used his spiritual power to resist the black mist, confronting it. Because the black mist had no physical form, its power would weaken quickly.
But not wanting to let Ling Feng go, she began to wrap her arms tightly around his neck, tighter and tighter, and said to Ling Feng:
"You stole my bead, disrupted my plans, and prevented me from continuing to absorb death energy to cultivate into a ghost cultivator. It's all because of you!"
"Since you're so stubborn and ungrateful, then don't blame me." With that, she wrapped her arms around Ling Feng's neck even tighter.
At this moment, Ling Feng's forehead veins were bulging, his face was flushed, and his hands were weakly placed on his neck, struggling as if he would be strangled to death by the black mist at any moment.
At this moment, the jade ring on Ling Feng's finger suddenly lit up, and soon the light grew brighter and brighter, shining on the black mist.
In an instant, a shrill scream came from the black mist illuminated by the light, and the grip on Ling Feng's neck loosened, allowing Ling Feng to catch his breath.
Before long, the black mist became thinner and thinner until it was completely absorbed by the jade ring.
Ling Feng, panting heavily, got up and tidied himself up. Seeing that there was no way out of the dark room, he asked the ring, "There seems to be no way out here. How can I escape?"
“A cunning rabbit has three burrows, so how could this ancient cultivator’s cave not have an exit? Go to the area under his prayer mat, there will be a mechanism there. Open the mechanism and you will find a way out.”
Ling Feng did as instructed, walked over, lifted the futon, and sure enough, there was a hidden compartment underneath. He opened the compartment and saw something that looked like a valve inside.
Ling Feng tried turning the valve once, and suddenly a wall creaked open. Instantly, the dark room was brightly lit by the sunlight outside.
Ling Feng walked out and saw that this place was behind the ancient tree when he entered the tree cave. He couldn't help but marvel at the ingenuity of the person who designed this ancient cultivation cave.
Ling Feng was fretting as he searched the vicinity but didn't see anyone. Just then, he heard a commotion coming from not far away.
Following the sound, Ling Feng found it was the disciples of Tian Ce Palace. He crouched down and hid in the dense grass nearby, watching as one disciple after another ran out from an exit. The last one was Bai Ke.
After listening carefully for a while, I realized that the palace had collapsed, which was why they all ran out.
When Ling Feng heard them say that someone was missing, his heart skipped a beat. But when he listened again, thankfully, they weren't talking about him.
Seeing that they were hesitating about rescuing the people, Bai Ke finally suggested that he go and rescue them himself, while they waited outside. After saying that, he went back.
As soon as Bai Ke went inside, several disciples burst into tears, some even sobbing. Ling Feng couldn't help but think of this.
"This Bai Ke is really good at acting. In no time, he has won people's hearts. Those disciples are really stupid."
So Ling Feng waited outside again. After a while, Bai Ke came out, carrying the man on his back. Before he could finish speaking to everyone, he fainted. Just as everyone was about to leave for Mo Yun Kingdom...
Ling Feng knew he could reveal himself now. He ruffled his hair, then smeared some dirt on his clothes before pretending to run towards the group.
He explained to everyone that he had been inside the palace the whole time and had not suddenly regained consciousness for any reason, and that he could not remember anything that had happened during that time.
When he came to his senses, he saw that the main hall was about to collapse and everyone was running out anxiously, so he quickly followed.
While running, he was accidentally hit by something that collapsed and fell. When he got up again, everyone else had already run out and he was the only one left.
Then he saw a hole appear in another direction, so he ran out with all his might and managed to escape. After getting out, he searched for a long time before finding them.