Chapter 123 Xia Feng's Divine Solution
Mu Qingtong had a strange feeling that Xia Feng was tempting her with knowledge, so she quickly stopped overthinking and focused on analyzing the Rectification Order in her mind.
With a hint of helplessness, she said coldly, "Mr. Xia, this seems to be a rare B-grade spirit clothe. You've shown me everything—aren't you afraid I'll defeat you in our next battle?"
Xia Feng smirked. "Miss Mu, do you really think learning a B-grade spirit clothe means you can overpower me? Keep dreaming!"
"Based on our last fight, I noticed your offensive methods were lacking. Coincidentally, I obtained this B-grade spirit clothe this morning, so I let you take a look—just so you won't complain later that I bullied you for not having enough high-grade spirit clothes."
[Hearing your arrogant remarks, Mu Qingtong decided to develop an A-grade spirit clothe just to humiliate you. At the same time, she completed her analysis of the Rectification Order's advanced spiritual structure. Your comprehension of spirit clothes has greatly improved—]
[You have successfully mastered the B-grade spirit clothe—Rectification Order!]
Xia Feng: "..."
Mu Qingtong lifted her eyelids, returned the spirit paper, and said flatly, "Alright, I've learned it. Put it away."
"That was fast." Xia Feng was stunned. Her improvement speed was absurd—before, it had taken her hours to grasp a C-grade spirit clothe.
"Fast?" Mu Qingtong raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. "So, Mr. Xia, does that mean you haven't mastered this spirit clothe yet?"
"Huh?" Xia Feng paused, then tilted his chin up with arrogant confidence. "Miss Mu, remember this—I, Xia Feng, will never be inferior to you in this lifetime!"
As he spoke, he raised his right hand, pointing at Mu Qingtong's forehead like a gun, and uttered softly: "Rectification."
"Rectification." At the same time, Mu Qingtong's gaze sharpened, mimicking his stance. Dark spiritual energy surged around them, their index fingers glowing with a cross-shaped black light as a terrifying shockwave rippled through the car.
The vehicle trembled violently.
"You two, the car is still moving. If you want to get intimate, at least wait until I find a secluded spot to stop, alright?" The maid in the driver's seat glanced at them through the rearview mirror, her tone teasing.
Suddenly—
Both "barrels" shifted at the same time. Two beams of immense spiritual pressure shot out from opposite windows, streaking into the sky.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Deafening explosions echoed above, lightning crackling through the air.
[Rectification Order]
[Grade: Rare B]
[Effect 1: Rectification Cannon—Condenses spirit particles at the fingertips, releasing an ultra-high-density spiritual pressure beam with lightning paralysis.]
[Effect 2: Rectification Bullet—Converts and stores spirit particles into homing projectiles. Upon impact, the bullets deplete the target's spirit particles by an equivalent level.
The more spirit particles stored in a single bullet, the slower its speed but the greater its armor-piercing capability (lasting ten seconds before dissipating if it misses). Bullets are categorized into levels 1–50. For example, a level-30 bullet can fully drain a third-tier spirit master's energy.**
Xia Feng was highly satisfied with this B-grade spirit clothe. Its second ability functioned similarly to a "spirit-sealing technique."
While conventional spirit-sealing required the target's consent, Rectification Bullets forcibly consumed the enemy's spirit particles, indirectly sealing their power.
At first glance, it seemed niche—but since Rectification Bullets could be stockpiled in advance, accumulating thousands would essentially grant him a spiritual Gatling gun, capable of overwhelming any foe with relentless fire.
Watching the electric storm outside, Xia Feng turned back with a smug grin. "Well, Miss Mu? Do you finally see the difference in our strength? My cannon is bigger than yours!"
"..."
Mu Qingtong's lips curled slightly. Foolish Mr. Xia… Enjoy your confidence while it lasts. Once I obtain the Divine Solution, you'll have no choice but to look up to me.
"By the way, Mr. Xia—have you achieved Divine Solution yet?" she asked abruptly.
Divine Solution? Xia Feng blinked. "Guess~"
"Ah, so that's a no." She nodded. After all, if he had achieved it, he'd have bragged immediately.
"..."
Divine Solution (officially termed Divine Power Unsealing by the Empire) was the second stage of spirit weapons—a mysterious realm only attainable by S-grade and select A-grade weapons.
Xia Feng didn't know how many abilities an S-grade weapon gained post-unlocking, but his Alpha-grade would unlock three advanced skills.
The prerequisite? Obtaining Divine Solution materials and completing the unlocking ritual.
[Spirit Weapon Ability · Mirror of Refined Truth: Copy | Optimize | Discard Illusions, Keep the Essence]
[Divine Power·Mirror of Humanity: |*|*]
[Divine Solution Ritual: Kill someone smarter, more handsome, more powerful, and overall superior to you.]
Faced with such an absurd ritual requirement, Xia Feng scoffed. Could such a person even exist?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
Still, regarding the Divine Solution, he figured the Evil Dragon might have answers. He decided to revisit the Evil Dragon Space after helping Mu Qingtong find her mother.
Might as well get some dragon energy while I'm at it.
"You two, we've arrived at First Harmony Orphanage."
The dark hovercraft wound through shadowed forest paths until reaching a dead end—where no building stood, only a moss-crusted stone wall veiled in ivy.
At its center hung a rotting wooden door, slightly ajar. Above the frame, tarnished silver letters read:
[Welcome to First Harmony Orphanage]
"This is an orphanage?" Xia Feng's eye twitched. "What kind of director runs a place like this?"
"It resembles a corrupted disaster realm," Mu Qingtong observed coolly, her gaze sharpening.
Xia Feng nodded. Through his Heart Mirror, he sensed potent malignant energy. This disaster realm's tier was likely high.
Not that it mattered. With Anubis' Iris, he feared nothing. Worst case, he could always "purify" the realm via nuclear baptism.
Exchanging glances, they simultaneously activated Qingtong Masks, shifting their appearances to mundane.
"Let's go."
Mu Qingtong tucked a stray crimson lock behind her ear. They pushed through the creaking door—
—and stepped into a derelict neighborhood. Cracked buildings lined empty streets under a blood-dusk sky.
Xia Feng glanced back. The door had vanished.
"Hey, mister! So many bald heads here! Let's play with them!" A girlish voice trilled from above, dripping with glee.
They looked up.
Ten meters high floated a glass platform encased in blue-tinged film. Twenty-odd figures stood atop it, including five hairless men.
Dominating the scene were two at the platform's edge:
A petite girl in a rose-red beret and gothic lolita dress quivered with excitement, her widened eyes locked onto the bald men's scalps.
Beside her loomed a man in a black tuxedo—his neck bearing not a head, but an antique CRT television. Its screen displayed a static-filled portrait of a stern, square-jawed face.
The TV-headed man spoke tonelessly: "Two things I despise: First, spherical objects. Second, wicked souls. You maggots possess both. Excellent. You're dead."
The bald men paled. "Fourth Master! We've done nothing!"
"You're dead," repeated the TV, unmoved.
"Fang Si! You psychotic—!" They scrambled back, only to slam against the platform's translucent barrier.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong watched silently from below.
Most on that platform are Tier-2 spirit masters, Xia Feng assessed. But that twisted sibling pair—the TV man and gothic loli—are Tier-4.
The duo made no effort to conceal their spiritual pressure, radiating lethality as if itching to slaughter the moment the barrier dropped.
"Huh? There's people under the platform!" Someone pointed down.
Spectators crowded the edge. "Probably spirit masters who entered through the distortion," another mused.
One scar-eyed bald man snarled, jabbing a finger at Xia Feng: "Fourth Master! Kill these two instead! Look at their perfectly round heads—disgusting!"
The two Tier-4 powerhouses tilted their heads slightly, their eyes flashing with interest. Xia Feng narrowed his obsidian-black pupils in response.
At that moment, streams of information flooded his consciousness:
[Current Spirit Masters: 30/30 (Requirement Met)]
[Welcome to 'First Harmony Orphanage']
[Background]
Eighteen years ago, this site operated as 'Far-River Town Children's Theme Park' before being acquired by the Hydrangea Charity Foundation and repurposed into an orphanage.
Within a decade, the institution fostered nearly three thousand homeless children, generating substantial employment opportunities that spurred the town's economic growth.
Yet beneath this prosperity lurked horror. At some point, visitors found themselves unable to leave. A tentacled monstrosity descended without warning, transforming the laughter-filled orphanage into a waking nightmare overnight.
In their darkest hour, the merciful Sky God heard the orphans' prayers. With divine compassion, He sealed the abomination away—restoring peace to the children and staff under His eternal protection.
[Clear Conditions]
Survive within the disaster realm for four days.
[Realm Treasures]
• Unknown Spirit Fruit
• Divine Solution
• God-Tier Relic: Disaster Key (Seven-Eyes Grade)
Divine Solution? Xia Feng's pulse quickened.
Beyond completing the solution ritual, obtaining Divine Power required three ultra-rare materials: 100ml of Divine Solution Elixir, Path of Life Revelation, and 100 Obsidian Stones (Original Attribute).
The elixir's effect proved particularly enticing: consuming 100ml granted 24 hours of "Temporary Divine Solution."
Given how excruciatingly difficult true Divine Solution was, this temporary boost could dramatically enhance his capabilities.
If this realm contains the elixir... This trip just became invaluable.
(End of Chapter)