Chapter 51: The Divine Spirit and the Promise
Mu Feng strode confidently down the empty alley, the sound of his boots echoing off the stone walls. Behind him, the scurrying footsteps of Wang Yue and his two lackeys grew louder. A smirk crept across Mu Feng's face.
"Nowhere to run now, boy!" Wang Yue sneered as he and his entourage closed in.
The Trap Unfolds
Mu Feng turned, his gaze cold and indifferent.
"Three grown men following a teenager? What's the matter—lost your dignity?"
Wang Yue scoffed, ignoring the jab.
"Hand over your gold card, and we might let you walk away in one piece."
Mu Feng chuckled, pulling out his gold card. He twirled it between his fingers, the corners gleaming in the dim light.
"Come and take it," he said, his tone laced with mockery.
One of Wang Yue's guards, a burly man in a black cloak, stepped forward, reaching for the card.
A Swift Counter
Before the man's hand could close around the card, Mu Feng's fingers flicked. A glimmer of light flashed through the alley as the edge of the gold card, now sharpened like a blade, sliced clean through the man's hand.
"Ahhhh!" the guard howled, clutching his mutilated fingers as blood spilled onto the cobblestones.
"You little—!" The second guard unsheathed his broadsword, charging at Mu Feng with a roar.
The Strength of Twelve Rings
Mu Feng stepped forward, his movements precise and deliberate. His fist shot out, accompanied by the resonating sound of twelve bone-cracking pops—his hallmark Twelve-Ringed Explosive Punch.
The white energy surrounding his fist smashed into the guard's chest with devastating force. The man flew backward, skidding several meters before crumpling to the ground, coughing up blood.
Wang Yue's smirk vanished, replaced by wide-eyed terror.
"P-Purple Mansion level… You're at the Purple Mansion level?!"
A Lesson in Humility
Wang Yue stumbled backward, trying to escape, but Mu Feng closed the distance in seconds. Grabbing the young master by the collar, Mu Feng lifted him off the ground effortlessly.
"Threatening me was your first mistake," Mu Feng said coldly. His grip tightened. "Next time, think twice before provoking someone stronger."
He slapped Wang Yue hard across the face, sending him sprawling into the dirt. The young master whimpered, his once-arrogant demeanor shattered.
An Oath Fulfilled
Returning to the Mu family estate, Mu Feng divided his spoils generously. He handed bottles of Cultivation Pills to Mu Kuang, Bai Ziyue, and Mu Lan, ensuring his closest companions were well-equipped for their training.
In his private study, Mu Feng opened the newly purchased materials for sigil crafting. He called upon the power of the Shura Divine Jade, summoning its spirit for guidance.
The Radiant Spirit
A beam of golden light emerged from the jade, materializing into the figure of a woman. Her white robes flowed like moonlight, her features ethereal yet commanding. She exuded an aura of wisdom and mystery, her every movement radiating grace.
Mu Feng stared, entranced.
"You're… stunning," he murmured.
The spirit—Xi Yue—smiled faintly, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"You flatter me, young master. But I am more than just a pretty face. Shall we begin your training?"
A Lifelong Promise
As the lesson progressed, Mu Feng couldn't help but notice Xi Yue's melancholic expression. Finally, she spoke.
"Mu Feng, I must ask something of you."
"Name it," he replied without hesitation.
"If—when—you master the Shura Codex and reach the peak of the sigil arts, promise me… create a body for me to inhabit once more."
Mu Feng's gaze hardened with resolve.
"I swear it. As long as I breathe, I will make it happen."
Xi Yue's smile brightened the dim room, her gratitude shining like the morning sun.
"Then let us waste no time."
A New Path Begins
Mu Feng's training in sigil crafting commenced. With Xi Yue's guidance, his innate talent and immense soul strength—measured at a staggering nine rings—propelled him to mastery at an astonishing pace.
"Remember," Xi Yue advised, "sigil crafting is more than mere technique. It is an art, a discipline of precision and intent. Approach it with reverence."
The night deepened, but within the study, a new dawn began for Mu Feng.