Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 186: Chapter 159: The Mysterious Figure (Part 2)

The appearance of the ten people led by Bu Zheng filled many students with envy.

Being able to witness a Soul Technique, valued at over a hundred million, is a privilege money can’t necessarily buy.

This privilege is only granted to the top ten of the Throne Challenge Tournament.

With nearly seventeen thousand freshmen, only ten have this privilege, a probability surpassing one in a thousand.

Amidst various envious and longing gazes, the group stepped onto the circular staircase, ascending step by step to the ninth floor.

As soon as they set foot on the ninth floor, Lin Feng’s expression subtly changed, as time and space seemed to halt, an eerie wave making the ninth floor appear particularly serene.

”Little Bu, it’s been a year.”

A ghost-like voice sounded, startling everyone, prompting them to quickly scan their surroundings, only to find an empty space.

While everyone was still searching, a mysterious figure shrouded completely in a black robe appeared out of thin air before them.

”Ah...”

Dong Yunan was taken aback, the figure appeared too eerily, silently, and with a body fully covered by the black robe, their appearance was indiscernible.

”This year’s little ones!”

The mysterious person’s gaze swept over everyone, finally resting on Lin Feng and Yun Kai, an ancient and hoarse voice emanating: ”Ancestral Demonization, truly exceptional, enviable little fellows, there’s even a newcomer at the Second Grade Realm, this year’s young ones are quite intriguing!”

Yun Kai and Lin Feng felt a chill throughout their bodies, under the gaze hidden within the black robe, they seemed stripped of all cover, devoid of secrets.

Bu Zheng clearly had no fondness for the person before them, merely glanced before shifting his gaze, not lingering, nor exchanging a word, proceeding directly past the mysterious person. Observing this, everyone hurriedly followed.

”Heh heh, you are considered half my disciple, how come you don’t know what it means to respect the teacher and honor the path.”

The mysterious person chuckled, the voice reaching the ears of Lin Feng’s group.

Disciple?

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback. To be the teacher of the Martial Arts Academy’s dean, how powerful must one be?

Yet, they don’t seem like a teacher-student pair!

”That’s the Pavilion Guardian, present since the founding of Red Cloud University. His knowledge is profound, not just in cultivation techniques and martial skills, but even in the innate skills and evolution paths of Demon Spirits,” Bu Zheng explained.

”Red Cloud University has many who cultivate techniques analyzed and refined by him, I’m one of them!”

A master indeed!

Everyone was amazed, not expecting the mysterious person to be a master.

Achieving in just one domain can earn the title of master, let alone three domains.

Especially since Martial Artists and Demon Spirit Masters are different fields.

Few simultaneously study both fields.

Claiming as half a disciple isn’t too much, yet why is their relationship unfriendly?

Not even exchanging greetings?

”Is it an innate skill?”

Lin Feng was curious about the mysterious person’s manner of appearing out of thin air.

A martial skill shouldn’t achieve that effect, it should be a skill of the Demon Spirits.

”He’s an Alien Race.”

Bu Zheng added.

Alien Race?

Lin Feng and others were slightly surprised, suddenly coming to a realization.

No wonder Bu Zheng doesn’t favor such a respected master.

After all, humans and the Alien Race are sworn enemies, engaging in combat upon meeting.

How could an Alien Race appear in Red Cloud University?

”Dean Bu, how come the Alien Race appears in the Library Pavilion?”

Dong Yunan asked curiously, unable to hide the curiosity on his face.

”Alien Races have traitors, much like humans have organizations like the ’New World’,”

Bu Zheng patiently explained: ”The Alien Race’s body structure differs from ours, but the difference isn’t vast, hence their cultivation techniques and martial skills, in part, with modification and refinement, can also be cultivated by us.”

Lin Feng knew that the Thirty-Six Body Refining Techniques were actually improved from a large number of Foundation Establishment techniques of the Alien Race.

”The task of that Pavilion Guardian is to decode and refine the Alien Race techniques obtained in the Otherworld over the years for human cultivation.”

”Not just cultivation techniques and martial skills, but also arrays, alchemy, artifact refining, etc...”

As they walked, Bu Zheng spoke.

”Would that Pavilion Guardian be so obedient?” Yun Lin was somewhat skeptical.

Bu Zheng responded: ”Living on in ignominy, there must be exchanges for betrayal, as long as he works at Red Cloud University for a hundred years, he can return to his hometown! Calculating, only four years are left.”

Hometown!

Hearing this word, expressions on Lin Feng and others became complex.

”Truly let him return?”

Dong Yunan curiously asked.

Clearly, such a master of techniques holds great significance for humanity, invaluable.

And nearly a hundred years, this person is probably well-acquainted with human cultivation techniques and martial skills, isn’t this releasing a tiger back to the mountain?

”Yes, definitely will.”

Bu Zheng nodded slightly, affirmed: ”These Alien Races are merely restricted in freedom, but that doesn’t mean they can’t obtain outside news, like knowing about Ancestral Demonization. Though somewhat controlled, Alien Races still secretly contact each other. Without promise, it’s unrelated, but having promised, it must be accomplished, these Abnormal People, having hope, are thus well-behaved.”

Dong Yunan nodded.

Just as Bu Zheng finished speaking, they found themselves in front of a bronze gate.

A three-meter-high, two-meter-wide bronze gate appeared indifferent at first glance, yet with a flicker of glimmer, a lake-like surface appeared before it, resembling a dragonfly skimming the water, creating ripples.

What a grand display!

Lin Feng’s eyes slightly narrowed, exclaiming silently in his heart.

The Three Heroic Academies indeed possess profound heritage.

The spatial barrier before them reveals the depth of the heritage!

This is spatial power, only eligible to be controlled by a Martial Emperor powerhouse.

Bu Zheng rapidly shifted hand seals, causing slight spatial tremors, the lake surface before them distorting, slowly splitting open.

”You must understand the rarity of the Soul Technique, don’t squander this chance.”

Bu Zheng’s complexion turned somewhat pale while changing hand seals, clearly indicating that opening this spatial barrier wasn’t easy for him.

”Enter, within ten seconds.”

With a low shout from Bu Zheng, the bronze gate opened, Yun Lin first passed through the spatial fissure, Lin Feng’s group quickly followed, soon all vanished, concurrently, the bronze gate gradually closed.

”That Lin Feng is quite interesting.”

As everyone vanished, the mysterious figure reappeared beside Bu Zheng.

Bu Zheng turned, calmly said: ”Don’t forget your identity, don’t have other ideas.”

Facing Bu Zheng’s warning tone, the robed man was unfazed: ”Having worked diligently for ninety-six years, only four years before returning home, I don’t want to waste it all.”

”I just find him somewhat familiar. He cultivates Alien Race techniques, and the level of these techniques is quite high, probably Ninth Grade, otherwise I wouldn’t sense this way.”

Bu Zheng’s eyes shifted, but he didn’t reply, as he wasn’t clear on the cultivation technique Lin Feng practiced.

”How do Human Race geniuses compare to the Alien Race?”

The robed man fell silent for a while, then chuckled:

”Even among the Alien Race, very few possess martial talents matching his. Whether invincible at the same tier is yet to be seen... tomorrow...”

Tomorrow is exactly the day Lin Feng enters the Demon Spirit Realm.

Bu Zheng looked towards the closed bronze gate, showing a hint of anticipation.

Invincible at the same tier?

The value of an invincible-at-the-same-tier genius exceeds his as a Ninth Grade ’waste’ by dozens to hundreds of times!

Lin Feng, is it possible?