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Chapter 149 - 149: 127: The Boy with the Lifeless Eyes_2



Chapter 149 - 149: 127: The Boy with the Lifeless Eyes_2

This was not something Dong Huang taught him, but rather a secret method gained from his bloodline heritage. This served as a wake-up call to Feng Qing’an, who considered refining his Soul Power too.

However, he checked the Four Door Rules he understood and was currently practicing: soul nurturing, soul accumulating, soul tempering, and soul refining… He was refining his Soul Power every time he practiced, always in the process of forging himself. There was no need to put himself through more hardship.

Even though Black Mountain had returned from the underworld, Feng Qing’an did not spend much time with it. As Dong Huang brought it back along the way, Feng Qing’an appropriately told the creature to roll off into the mountains to find Mr. Bai and not bother him.

“In half a month, I will come to take Black Mountain away!”

In the messy bed, the tall and slender ruler of the You Huang Kingdom got up. Her narrow phoenix eyes seemed to ripple like water, and she casually spoke after giving the young man a glance on the bed. She then began to sort out her clothes.

In just a few short months, she had already recovered half of the original source she had initially granted to Feng Qing’an. It wouldn’t be long before she could return to her peak.

At this moment, in the underworld, the Ghost Nation she ruled over was still digesting the gains from the last battle.

The surrounding Ghost Nations hearing of her reputation were all shivering in fear, either indicating intentions of subjugation, proposing alliances to express friendliness, and not any Ghost King daring to show any hostility to her.

Dong Huang felt that even if she showed signs of weakness again, no Ghost King would dare to attack her. After the outcome of the last battle spread, the neighboring Ghost Kings almost all believed it was a trap she intentionally set, luring and killing nearly twenty Ghost Kings, even including five Ghost Nation rulers. Her dreadful power had been broadcasted far and wide.

“Alright!”

On the bed, Feng Qing’an was lying there, his eyes looking at the roof beam blankly responded listlessly.

He’d been put through it all night, forced to listen to Dong Huang’s Phoenix crying all night. A random, thoughtless complaint he had once made was now realized — while being fully conscious and experiencing touch, he had intimate contact with the lady ruler, experiencing the ecstasy.

What he had once anticipated came true, but Feng Qing’an was not in the least bit happy. He discovered that these experiences were not enjoyable but were instead seemingly gorgeous yet painful mental torture.

He could only feel, beyond that he could do nothing else. He actually wanted to seek mysteries and explore, but the queen did not allow, believing that he was not fully grown yet.

This was a classic case of allowing the officials to set fires but forbidding the common people to light lamps!

Sooner or later, he would return everything he had gone through during this period in many times over!

Let this queen know what it feels like to be dominated!

He was deeply resentful!

“I’m going first, get up quickly!”

After Dong Huang put on her clothes and walked out of the room, she looked at the dawn’s light in the sky. Her body’s magical energy was eager to burst out, just like the upcoming sunrise. To be honest, this feeling made her feel a bit obsessed, despite her nature. That’s why she would travel back and forth regularly, preventing herself from deeply indulging in it.

“Alright!”

Feng Qing’an got up from the bed listlessly. He found the sealing mark’s effect a bit too good, but Dong Huang was not likely to remove it. This seal was supposed to naturally dissipate when he reached a certain stage of growth.

“It’s just dawn!”

Feng Qing’an came into the courtyard with a dispirited look. As he looked at the red glow bursting from the mountains to the east, his outer languidness visibly improved at a perceptible speed.

After all, his vitality had remained in full in his body overnight, and it hadn’t been largely discharged.

“I don’t know what that Black Mountain is up to?”

With a sympathetic mind, Feng Qing’an applied the “Sending God Skill”. At this time, he guessed that Black Mountain might be with Mr. Bai. As far as he knew, the relationship between the two wolves had not yet reached the final step of exploring the origin of life.

As Black Mountain’s master, Feng Qing’an felt that he had a duty to give a push in the critical moment. If the female wolf was willing to go that far, but Black Mountain was still hesitating and didn’t dare move further, it would be too embarrassing for him.

As a Wolf King burgeoning into a Demon King, Black Mountain should be responsible and decisive. When it was time to charge, there could be no hesitation. If he hesitated, he would kick it into action.

However, when Feng Qing’an’s consciousness descended onto Black Mountain, what he felt was completely contrary to his imagination.

Anger! Fury!

Black Mountain, massive as a small building, lay coiled on the rocky mountain top. The baleful aura from the blood-soaked battles swirled, azure flames surged over his body, while beneath him cowered nearly a hundred trembling Demon Wolves.

After returning to the big mountain, Black Mountain did indeed play affectionately with Mr. Bai for a while, but it didn’t delve into gentleness. Instead, it summoned the scattered wolf pack in the mountains.

After an inventory check, Black Mountain immediately noticed an abnormality.

Among its wolf pack, a wolf demon had disappeared!

Not just one!

To the beasts in the mountains, death is like a constant companion. One moment they are alive and powerful, the next their souls have returned to the mountains, and they have reincarnated.

However, demons were different. Within the big mountain governed by the Mountain god, as long as the demons did not seek death, they generally didn’t face life-threatening danger — let alone Black Mountain’s wolf pack, which was under the protection of the Mountain god. Under normal circumstances, nothing should have happened.

Yet now, during its assembly of the wolf pack, more than one Wolf Demon was absent. Black Mountain believed that these Wolf Demons wouldn’t defy its summoning order unless they had issues with their brains.

Hence, there was only one possibility – some beings from outside the mountain had taken action against its wolf pack!

Thus, when the consciousness of Feng Qing’an descended, he was met with raw anger. Black Mountain had already roughly identified the source by asking for the whereabouts of the territories of the missing wolf demons.

Those Wolf Demons who did not heed the summoning and were absent that night, their hunting territories were usually neighboring and all on the outskirts of the big mountain.

Therefore, when Feng Qing’an inquired, Black Mountain determined that something in the outside world must have affected the Wolf Demons. “Where are the territories of those missing Wolf Demons?”

Feng Qing’an was very concerned about this point since every single Wolf Demon here had achieved something because of him.

This was the wolf pack he had prepared for Black Mountain, and now a portion of them had vanished inexplicably. How could he bear this? It felt as if the fruits of his labor had been stolen.

Aoooo-

Knowing the rough location, Black Mountain let out a long howl when Feng Qing’an asked, immediately leaping down from the mountain rock. Almost a hundred Wolf Demons followed, forming a terrifying scene of Demon Qi converging into clouds, shooting up into the sky. In an instant, the clear sky became dark and gloomy. Wherever the wolf pack passed, the Yin Wind howled, the Demon Qi was overwhelming, making even tigers and leopards flee in panic.

“Bodhi Monastery! ”

Originally, Feng Qing’an wasn’t sure what exactly was beyond the mountain that had caused the wolf pack to reduce. But now, seeing the direction in which Black Mountain was leading the wolf pack, being very familiar with the surrounding terrain, Feng Qing’an immediately deduced the endpoint of the route.

“Is it that old monk?!”

The boy’s previously cheerful mood instantly evaporated. A monk with genuine abilities could eradicate evil ghost spirits, which he didn’t care about. Indeed, they were doing good deeds. But if they provoked him, it was not acceptable.

Feng Qing’an could guarantee one thing: the Wolf Demons raised by him had never hurt human beings or drawn human blood. Otherwise, he would have killed them first, not sparing the opportunity for others.

“Exorcising demons, and the target is me? How audacious!”

The young man turned around, donned his dragon robe, tied the silk belt, wore the white jade, and held the God Smiting Dragon Slaying Sword. With a calm expression, he stepped into the dawn light and headed towards Bodhi Monastery.

Today, he really wanted to see what kind of background these monks in the monastery had!


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