Supreme Divine 2

by Aixia Deyu

  Du Bushu shook his head, revealing a helpless look.

  "How could this be?" The back of Luo Cheng's left hand slapped the palm of his right hand. "For the past two days, we've almost turned the entire city upside down. Could it be that they've been taken to other places outside the city?"

  "It's not impossible." Ke Yinye expressed her agreement and glanced at the crowd. She then continued, "How about this! I'll go outside the Black Forest City and look around, and you guys go look for places within the city that you've missed. "

  The Monte sighed and nodded, but did not say anything else.

  At another place in the Mo Lin City.

  "Big brother Zihao, you've come." Gongsun Hongyue revealed a joyous expression as he looked at the handsome man in front of him. Standing beside her was Gongsun Wu and a few others.

  The handsome man was tall and lanky, around twenty years old. He was in the prime of his youth. The man smiled and swept his gaze over them. Puzzled, he asked, "Where's Ling Feng? Why isn't he here? "

  Gongsun Hongyue and Gongsun Wu looked at each other, and the latter stepped forward and replied in a low voice, "Senior Brother Zi Hao, it's like this. Recently, Ling Feng's mood hasn't been very good, and said that he has gone out to relax. "He's almost back."

  "Oh? Not in a good mood? What's wrong with him? "

  "This?" Gongsun Wu paused for a moment, then he explained everything that had happened in the Magic Beast Forest.

  After Gongsun Zihao finished listening, he could not help but frown. "What did you say? Ling Feng actually lost terson at the eighth level of the Refinement Stage? "

  "Yes, we wouldn't dare believe it if we didn't see it with our own eyes. That kid's swordplay was especially strange, he could even descend from the sky. After Ling Feng unleashed his flying ability, he was also unable to win. " Gongsun Wu answered in complete detail.

  "So that's how it is." Gongsun Zihao squinted his eyes, looking to be deep in thought. He then asked, "When did Ling Feng separate from you?"

  "Two days ago, he said that he would reunite with us in two or three days. Senior brother Zihao, wait a little longer!"

  "We can't wait any longer. I know his character the best. He is definitely not just going to relax, there iigh chance that Ling Feng is going to take revenge on that Han Chen. "

  Everyone was shocked, Gongsun Hongyue and Gongsun Wu looked at each other. If that was really the case, then something might have happened to them since they had not come back for two days.

  Inside the abandoned manor's dry well.

  Han Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, looking calm like an old monk meditating. Qiao Feiyan, who was standing beside him, turned her beautiful eyes, and looked at him witrace of gentleness in her pretty eyes.

  On the other side, Gongsun Lingfeng's body had long since turned ice-cold, and his life ended. The bottom of the well had indeed become his burial ground.

  Suddenly, Han Chen's body trembled for a moment, and then, he slowly opened his eyes. A pair of black eyes seemed abnormally bright. An unconcealable joy surged on his delicate and pretty face.

  "You're awake." Han Chen hurriedly turned his head, and what appeared in his line of sight was a beautiful woman's face.

  "Miss Yan."

  "Well, how are you feeling?" Qiao Feiyan asked gently.

  "Very good, I've already broken through to the ninth level of the Refinement Realm." "My sea of consciousness also successfully opened." said excitedly. After absorbing Gongsun Lingfeng's power, he had directly reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, just a step away from the mastery.

  Qiao Feiyan smiled and nodded, her red lips moved slightly, "I think you are now at the early stages of Psionic Magician."

  "Entry period? "How could that be?" Han Chen was obviously startled, although he had never come into contact with the Psionic Magician before, he knew that opening a sea of consciousness did not mean that his spirit had awakened. And the fact that he had awakened his spirit power could not be said to have stepped into the doorsteps of Psionic Magician. The cultivation of Psionic Magician was not comparable to that of martial cultivation, and the progress was extremely slow.

  Entry period, small success stage, large success stage, control stage, split body stage, and concentration stage. In these six stages, some people would spend several years without being able to learn anything after their spiritual power awakened. However, Han Chen had only just opened his sea of consciousness, and had already reached the early stage. He wouldn't believe it no matter who he told.

  Just as Han Chen wanted to ask more questions, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eyes. His gaze landed on an empty jade bottle on the ground. Isn't this the bottle that was used to store the Beautiful Dragon's Saliva when Cang Yaner was exchanging hemoptysis s with you? "

  Back then when they were at the auction, it was related to the hemoptysis. So Han Chen remembered the situation that day very clearly. Then, he instantly understood what had happened. He raised his head and asked in disbelief.

  "Miss Yan, you, you gave me the Dragon's Saliva?"

  Qiao Feiyan nodded, she did not deny it, "En, if that happens, it will be very dangerous if I do not give you the Dragon's Saliva."

  A warm feeling assaulted Han Chen's heart, and he did not know what to say. Miss Yan, what virtue do you have to have that I can enjoy such precious medicinal herbs? I truly feel ashamed of myself. "

  "Aren't you in danger just to save me? If you are willing to sacrifice yourself for me, then I will treat you with sincerity. " Qiao Feiyan replied gently, her beautiful eyes rippling.

  People were often like this. People wouldn't remember who became brothers when they were in their prime. Only those who suffer in the valley will be remembered.

  Chapter 150 - Harvesting

  Qiao Feiyan's tone was as gentle as water, her beautiful eyes as bright as the stars. When their gazes met, Han Chen could not help but feel a little absent-minded.

  "Miss Yan, I am truly sorry. "You paid sucuge price to obtain this Beautiful Dragon Saliva Elixir. I …"

  "Alright, stop it." Qiao Feiyan smiled slightly, and interrupted the other party. Don't be too embarrassed, I didn't use the whole bottle of ambergris on you. I used up six drops before, but you only got four. Otherwise, you will not only be at the early stage of the entry stage. "

  "Hmm?" Han Chen was a little taken aback, did he only use four drops of the Beautiful Dragon's Saliva? Even so, his gratitude did not decrease in the slightest.

  "In the future, stop calling me Miss Yan. Just call me Fei Yan." Qiao Feiyan continued.

  Han Chen rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly, then nodded, "Then I'll do as you wish."

  To be alone with such a beautiful woman, any man would feel a little uncomfortable. Han Chen was no exception, especially when he made contact with Qiao Feiyan's watery eyes, he had an indescribable feeling.

  His gaze then turned towards Gongsun Lingfeng who was at the other side. The latter had long been dead beyond dead. There was no life in his cold body at all.

  Towards Gongsun Lingfeng, Han Chen did not have any mercy, killing him was equivalent to killing him. After glancing at it indifferently, Han Chen's attention was attracted to a broken arm on the ground.

  That was Gongsun Lingfeng's left arm, the one that was cut off by Han Chen earlier. In the palm of the severed arm was a skeleton puppet, and on its wrist was a jade green bracelet.

  "Huh?" Han Chen raised his handsome eyebrows, and emitted a light sound of surprise. He then raised his right hand and condensed it in his palm. A suction force spread out with it. The Skeleton Marionette, along with the jade-green bracelet, left the broken arm and landed in Han Chen's hands.

  Seeing this, Qiao Feiyan turned her gaze over.

  "This is?" Han Chen picked up the skeleton puppet first wituzzled expression.

  "This is an evil treasure that can control spirits?" Qiao Feiyan's red lips moved slightly as she asked softly.

 
; "Control a spirit body?"

  "That's right, the things Gongsun Lingfeng had released before were the spirit bodies."

  "Is it a ghost?" Han Chen realized that he did not know much, he needed to supplement his knowledge in this area.

  "You could say that." Qiao Feiyan nodded lightly, and then explained, "Afteerson dies, their will will will never extinguish. Spirit can be condensed into a spirit body. However, these spirit bodies would normally not stay in this world. Even if they could, they would slowly disappear under the baptism of time. "

  "What about the spirit bodies that attacked us? Why didn't it disappear? "

  "Because they were trapped by Gongsun Lingfeng and cultivated to become evil beings that helped to harm others." A trace of anger emerged from Qiao Feiyan's beautiful brows. She was extremely disgusted with Gongsun Lingfeng's actions.

  "A spirit body is the soul of a human, and is formed from spirit energy. Therefore, normal attacks didn't have much effect on it. Psionic Magician cultivates Spirit Power, so it's much easier to deal with these spirits. "

  "So that's how it is." Han Chen secretly nodded his head, no wonder he couldn't even kill many spirits with his full strength. However, Qiao Feiyan was able to easily reverse the situation. Then why is it that some spirits are red-eyed, while others are not? "

  "Everything has its strengths and weaknesses. Afteerson with different strength died, the resulting spirit body would also be different. If he could cultivate his mental force to an extremely powerful level, his physical body would be destroyed. can also rely on the indestructibility of the Spirit God to continue to exist in this world. "

  Han Chen's heart lit up, and he asked in surprise: "Spirit God? Is it the same as martial cultivation's primordial spirit? If the martial cultivation condenserimordial spirit, the destruction of the body can also help the primordial spirit survive. "

  "It's like this." Qiao Feiyan laughed and nodded, and teased in a friendly manner, "Mystical Peak is also a big sect! You are a disciple of the Mystical Peak, why don't you know anything! "

  "Eh?" "I didn't know much about it in the past." Han Chen felt a little embarrassed as he looked down at the skeleton puppet in his hand. As his consciousness entered the puppet, he saw that it was filled with the wails and howls of ghosts and wolves. There were at least a dozen spirits inside the puppet.

  "There are dozens of spirit bodies here! Let me destroy this puppet! And those ghosts inside are free to do so. "

  With that, Han Chen made a move to destroy the treasure. Unexpectedly, Qiao Feiyan quickly stopped him, "Please don't."

  "Hmm? "Why?"

  "These spirit bodies have already been refined by Gongsun Lingfeng into Evil Spirits. If they were to run out, they will only become evil beings. "When the time comes, the people of this city will be the ones to suffer."

  Seeing the other party's serious look, Han Chen could not help but squint his eyes, as his gaze subconsciously turned to the dead Gongsun Lingfeng, and cursed: "This method is really ruthless."

  "Yeah!" The righteous sects and sects had clearly forbidden this. Spirit Body, Primal, and Spiritual God; these three special entities could not cultivate them into evil beings. Once they were discovered, they would surely attack in groups. "However, there are still some perverts who secretly violate the rules." Qiao Feiyan's tone was a little helpless.

  Han Chen fell into deep thought. To ordinary people, the destruction of the body meant death. But who would have imagined that after death, the soul would have to suffer even more. How sad and painful it was.

  Sighing deeply, he looked at the skeleton puppet in his hands, "Then I'll take it back to the Mystical Peak first! It will be dealt with by the elders within the sect. "

  "En!" Qiao Feiyan had no objections, she still believed in Han Chen a lot.

  Then, Han Chen turned his attention back to the jade-green bangle. Storage bracelet? He tried to submerge his consciousness within it, and it turned out to be true. This was indeed a storage bracelet. After a brief inspection of the items inside, he discovered that the bracelet contained a few weapons, a few martial skill manuals, as well as some money.

  "Is this a storage bracelet?" Qiao Feiyan asked softly.

  "That's right!" With a move of his mind, Han Chen took out all of the items inside. He casually flipped through a few pages and found a book called "Soul Refinement Technique" that caught their attention. Han Chen flipped through the pages, the soul tempering technique was an evil technique that could be used to cultivate spirit bodies for himself.

  "When the time comes, I will pass this cultivation technique to the elders in the sect. In the future, it will be the proof of the clan's spirit body training behind Gongsun Lingfeng."

  "En!" Qiao Feiyan nodded in agreement.

  After putting everything back into the bracelet, Han Chen kept a few other miscellaneous items into his bracelet of holding. He then put it on his left wrist, and a green light flashed. The bracelet suddenly disappeared from its original position, but on Han Chen's wrist, a faint tattoo had appeared.

  "This iigh-grade storage bracelet that can be stored inside?" Han Chen was surprised and happy at the same time. No wonder he did not discover suching on Gongsun Lingfeng's body from the beginning. " "It's all thanks to me this time."

  "Puchi!" Qiao Feiyan was amused by Han Chen's actions, she covered her mouth and chuckled, "You really are a strange person, to think that you would be so disrespectful as well."

  "Don't do it for nothing!" There's nothing bad about being a robber. "

  "Alright! Right, I'll return this to you. " Qiao Feiyan opened his palm and a dark red bead appeared in front of the two of them.

  "If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. This ireasure, right?" Han Chen took the pearl and carefully examined it. If not for it, Qiao Feiyan would not have been able to deal with those spirit bodies so easily.

  "Don't you know what this is?"

  Han Chen shook his head, "This is Ming Ruo's parents' inheritance, I am only helping her keep it. As for the origin of this thing, even she does not know. "

  Qiao Feiyan's face revealed a look of understanding as she gently explained with her red lips: "This ball is called the Soul Devouring Spirit, it'reasure used by the Psionic Magician."

  A spiritual energy treasure? Han Chen was startled, he knew a little about this. Weapons could be divided into ordinary weapons, treasures, saint artifacts, and divine artifacts.

  The Spirit Power Artifact was used by the Psionic Magician. The Haoyuan Mirror that Shen Yu's father Pu Yuelin had given him back then was used by the martial cultivation.

  "Speaking of which, the Soul Devouring Spirit is one of the top treasures. If you use all of your strength, you might be able to match some lower grade saint artifacts. "

  That waeally powerful treasure, Han Chen exclaimed inwardly. At the same time, he felt regret. If it wasn't for this Soul Devouring Spirit, he would have died already. Ming Ruo's parents would also not die. From this, one could see that although treasures were good, they still had to have the strength to enjoy them.

  At the thought of Ming Ruo, Han Chen couldn't help but come back to his senses, held onto the Soul Devouring Spirit and said, "Fei Yan, it's time for us to leave this place. They must be dying of anxiety. "

  "But we can't go up at all." Qiao Feiyan replied.

  "Hehe, of course I can take you away." A mysterious smile flashed across Han Chen's face, and then, under Qiao Feiyan's doubtful gaze, a strand of white light faintly appeared behind him. The white light gradually spread out and transformed into two illusory transparent wings of light.

  Qiao Feiyan's beautiful eyes opened wide, her small mouth slightly opened, and her face was filled with disbelief. This? "What is this?"

  "Feiyan, I hope you won't tell anyone else about this." Han Chen said, the devouring ability was not a secret. But devouring someone else's innate divine ability before using it on him was absolutely heaven-defying. Once word of this spread, the consequences would not
benefit Han Chen in the slightest.

  "En!" Qiao Feiyan earnestly agreed, her beautiful eyes subconsciously looking at the dead Gongsun Lingfeng. The latter was truly tragic and laughable. His innate ability was great, and even his storage bracelet was taken away by Han Chen.

  In the end, he was left with not even a complete corpse. Burying himself in this dried up well became his biggest joke.

  "Feiyan, sorry for the offense." Han Chen let out a light breath and slowly walked to the front of the other party. "Hold on to me."

  Qiao Feiyan's face reddened, her arms wrapped around her neck, and her heart started beating faster.

  Han Chen focused and the wings of light behind him flapped. As the tip of their feet left the ground, the two slowly ascended towards the mouth of the well.

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  Chapter 151 - Yu Fenglan

  Han Chen flapped the wings of light behind him and slowly left the ground while holding Qiao Feiyan in his arms. The faint body fragrance of the beauty filled his nostrils, causing one's spiritual sense to be a little hazy. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu His soft and delicate body was pressed tightly against his, making him unable to maintain his composure.

  Compared to Han Chen's discomfort, Qiao Feiyan's cheeks were slightly red, full of shyness.

  Fifty meters was neither long nor short. However, Han Chen's flying ability was something that he had "snatched" away, so it was inevitable that he would be unfamiliar with it when he used it for the first time. Aesult, the speed of their flight was rather slow.

  "Cough, cough!" Han Chen coughed lightly, intending to use his words to distract himself. Fei Yan, what level of Psionic Magician are you? "

  "Hmm?" Qiao Feiyan was startled for a moment, then answered: "Late stage."

  "Late stage of the entry level?" Han Chen was surprised, he never thought that the other party would be so young, and actually managed to reach the late stage of the entry level. The Psionic Magician was unlike the martial cultivation, in the early, middle, and late stages, there was always a large gap between each episode.