The black hood slowly came off, revealing long, beautiful, fiery red hair. Feng Wutong raised her head slightly, and a stunningly beautiful face appeared before everyone.
In an instant, the world lost its color.
Many young disciples of the Min and Yu clans stood there dumbfounded.
Some disciples who were drinking forgot what they were doing; their cups stopped at their lips, and the wine dripped onto the ground with a pattering sound. Hearing the sound, the young disciple who had been staring intently at Feng Wutong was startled back to reality.
Noble and aloof, even though only the head of the phoenix tree was visible, it would not be an exaggeration to describe her as a goddess.
Like a noble bird, looking down at them from a high place.
They never imagined that the person always dressed in black robes beside Dai Yao was such a beautiful woman.
Bai Chenxiang felt somewhat ashamed. She had originally felt resentful because of Dai Yao's disdainful attitude towards her, but after seeing Feng Wutong this time, those resentments completely disappeared.
Ning Rongrong and Feng Wutong, each of them, far surpassed her in appearance, temperament, and even strength. No wonder Dai Yao saw her as no different from seeing an ordinary person.
Feeling the intense gazes around her, Feng Wutong frowned, feeling somewhat resistant, and leaned closer to Dai Yao.
"You...you are..."
Bai He suddenly stood up, staring intently at Feng Wutong, and said excitedly, his hands trembling.
Unlike the young people who were captivated by Feng Wutong's appearance, he felt a surge of excitement from Feng Wutong that resonated deep within his soul, and he longed to stay by her side.
As long as they stay by Feng Wutong's side, they can gain tremendous benefits.
Not only him, but almost all the members of the Min clan were extremely excited. If Dai Yao hadn't been sitting next to Feng Wutong, they would have rushed to Feng Wutong's side long ago.
Seeing the white crane's reaction, Dai Yao smiled knowingly. For every Soul Master with a bird-type Martial Soul, the Divine Vermilion Bird held an unimaginable allure.
He laughed:
"Senior Baihe, this is Feng Wutong."
Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo, Niu Gao and other members of the Yu clan looked at Bai He and the Min clan with confusion, not understanding why they reacted this way when Feng Wutong had only revealed her true form.
Bai He forced himself not to look at Feng Wutong, but his gaze remained firmly fixed on her. He nodded with difficulty, indicating that he had heard what Dai Yao said.
"Miss Wutong, please forgive my intrusion, but may I take a look at your martial spirit?"
Bai He was somewhat nervous, fearing that Feng Wutong wouldn't agree. For an old man who had experienced so much in life to show such nervousness in front of a young woman demonstrated the allure of the Vermilion Bird Martial Soul.
Feng Wutong looked at Dai Yao, and only after Dai Yao nodded did she turn to look at Bai He and agree:
"Can."
Soul power surged, and with a clear cry, a fiery red bird phantom appeared behind Feng Wutong.
Two yellow, two purple, two black.
The six soul rings slowly circled around the bird's body.
The bird's noble eyes swept over the members of the Allergy Clan. The Allergy Clan members immediately felt immense pressure and knelt on one knee.
Only Bai He, being a Contra Master, could barely manage to maintain his composure.
Even Ma Hongjun, who was far away, felt a pressure emanating from his very soul. Although it was a top-tier martial soul, the Evil Fire Phoenix, there was still an insurmountable gap between a top-tier martial soul and a god-level martial soul.
"Fatty, what's wrong?"
Oscar asked, puzzled.
Ma Hongjun was somewhat lost in thought, but after a moment he chuckled and said, "It's nothing, Xiao Ao."
He knew exactly where this aura came from. There was only one martial soul in the world that could make even his Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul feel oppressive: the fiery red figure he had encountered at Auckland Academy, standing beside Dai Yao.
He had a premonition that if he could be with that woman, his Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul would resonate with her and unleash a powerful Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
However, he could never get close to her; in that woman's heart, there would always only be one person...
Inside the hall, the white crane stared blankly at the phantom of the Vermilion Bird, and excitedly said:
"The legends are true. It really is the Vermilion Bird Martial Soul. Our Min clan is finally saved."
Niu Gao and the others were still completely confused. Niu Gao asked:
"Old White Bird, what's wrong with you?"
Bai He swallowed hard, suppressing his excitement, and said:
"Old rhinoceros, you don't understand. Our Min clan chose to follow the path of pure agility out of necessity. Our clan's Swift Martial Soul means that absorbing other types of Soul Rings will not improve our attack or defense."
"Therefore, we have no choice but to absorb speed-type spirit rings and go all the way down this path."
"However, the appearance of the Vermilion Bird Martial Soul gave us a glimmer of hope. The Vermilion Bird Martial Soul has the power to turn the rotten into the miraculous."
"As long as a Soul Master has a bird-type Martial Soul, after spending a long time with a Vermilion Bird Martial Soul Master, their Martial Soul will have a chance to evolve imperceptibly."
"Therefore, our Min clan might have a chance to break free from the shackles of our martial soul and completely evolve our martial soul!"
At this point, Baihe couldn't help but imagine the future.
Choosing the path of pure agility is both their martial soul's strength and their constraint. The agility-based race possesses unimaginable speed, but their attack and defense capabilities are too weak.
Tang San's hidden weapons can indeed enhance their attack power, but it's only a temporary solution. If their martial souls could evolve, they could completely overcome the flaws in their martial souls.
"Moreover, even if a martial soul doesn't evolve, its future growth potential and the speed of its soul power cultivation are worlds apart from those who stay by the side of a Vermilion Bird martial soul master."
"Take me for example, as long as I stay by the side of this Wutong girl and am influenced by the Vermilion Bird aura on her, I will have the possibility of breaking through to the Title Douluo level."
An irrepressible excitement flashed in the white crane's eyes.
Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
The only thing they needed to do to break through to the Title Douluo level was to stay by Feng Wutong's side. Only then did they realize just how important Feng Wutong's existence was to the Soul Masters of the Min Clan.
Especially Niu Gao, who was an 84th-level Soul Douluo and knew he had no hope of being promoted to a higher title.
But Bai He was only level 82, making it impossible for him to become a titled hero. However, Bai He said there was a possibility of him becoming a titled hero, which made him envious, and also made him think:
"With the Phoenix Tree, the old white bird will definitely join the Azure Lotus Sect. Hehe, so the sect leader had a backup plan. I was wondering why he wasn't in a hurry at all."
Bai He glanced at Dai Yao, then looked at Feng Wutong, and said in a somewhat respectful tone:
"Miss Wutong, I would like to ask some of our sect's female disciples to serve as your maids. What do you think?"
Many of the Soul Masters of the Min Clan were very interested. They knew that serving as a maid to Feng Wutong was not shameful at all, but rather a rare opportunity.
Bai Chenxiang's expression was complicated. The six soul rings on Feng Wutong's body had greatly shocked her. Feng Wutong didn't look much older than her, but her soul power level was more than twenty levels higher.
She, who had always been hailed as a genius of the sect, was suddenly filled with dejection.
Upon hearing that Bai He wanted to select disciples from the sect to become Feng Wutong's maids, a longing welled up in her heart.
Amidst the yearning gazes of the Min clan, Feng Wutong remained unmoved and calmly stated:
"No need. I am merely your maidservant. If you wish to select a few maidservants for me, you might as well give them to your master. Wherever your master is, I will be there."
Everyone was shocked by Feng Wutong's words.
Such a beautiful woman, with such formidable talent—the Vermilion Bird Martial Soul, a six-ring Soul Emperor. Yet, she's merely Dai Yao's maid?!
Shock was written all over Bai He's wrinkled old face. He simply couldn't understand why Feng Wutong, with such a noble martial spirit, would lower herself to become Dai Yao's maid!
"Girl, you...you're not joking, are you...?"
The white crane said in disbelief.
Feng Wutong said solemnly, "Senior, I have no reason to deceive you. I have been the young master's maid for almost ten years, and I have been responsible for his food, clothing, and lodging."
Dai Yao looked at Feng Wutong, his heart filled with tenderness.
He understood Feng Wutong's intentions perfectly well: to lower her own status and elevate his own, so that he could gain an absolute advantage in recruiting the Min clan.
"Senior, as long as you are willing to join the young master's sect, I will definitely help the Min clan to fulfill your long-cherished wish."
Feng Wutong looked at the white crane and said seriously.
More than ten members of the Min clan looked at Bai He, waiting for his decision. Bai He gritted his teeth, and after a long while, as if grasping at a straw, he said with difficulty:
"I must wait for the Po clan to arrive before we can talk. Our Min clan must not leave alone."
Seeing this, Dai Yao said appreciatively:
"Alright, senior, though we may be poor, our spirits are not. Let's wait for the Broken Clan to arrive before making any further decisions."
Dai Yao knew that the appearance of Feng Wutong had completely tipped the scales in Bai He's heart in his favor.
To save the lives of his entire clan, Niu Gao decided to join his own sect, and Bai He did the same, having already tacitly agreed to join the sect for the future of the Min clan.
Otherwise, Bai He wouldn't have given away that Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, allowing him to use it to win over Yang Wudi.
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The banquet has ended.
Under Sword Douluo's stern gaze, Ning Rongrong pouted, reluctantly parting from Dai Yao, and returned to her room.
Dai Yao and Feng Wutong returned to their room.
As soon as he entered the room, Dai Yao hugged Feng Wutong from behind, who was still making the bed for him. Holding Feng Wutong's slender waist and inhaling her familiar scent, Dai Yao closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Why do you always have to wrong yourself like this? You don't have to do that; I can recruit the Min clan myself."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wutong felt a warmth rise in her heart and smiled:
"Doing this shows that I still have some use; I'm not useless by your side."
Dai Yao released her hand, letting Feng Wutong face him directly. Looking at her affectionate face, he gently kissed her…
A moment later, Dai Yao looked at Feng Wutong sleeping peacefully in his arms and thought to himself that he was deeply sinful. Feng Wutong was devoted to him wholeheartedly, but he could not be devoted to her.
Who told him to own a forest in his house?
He still had some sense of propriety; he knew this was a guest room of the Imperial Clan, and he didn't do anything like that.
Holding the phoenix tree in my arms, I immerse myself in the spiritual world.
As soon as he entered the spiritual world, he saw Xiao Wu staring intently at him, her beautiful eyes filled with barely suppressed anger.
"What? You want to experience being struck by lightning?"
Dai Yao said coldly.
The pain of being struck by lightning was nothing compared to the heartache Xiao Wu was experiencing. When she saw Tang San earlier, Dai Yao deliberately synchronized her vision with his, and Tang San's pained expression was like a knife piercing her heart.
She said angrily:
"What exactly do you want? I've already given you the spirit ring, why are you still torturing Third Brother?"
Dai Yao's lips curled slightly. "This is just the beginning, and you can't even take it? The worst is yet to come!" He sneered.
"Xiao Wu, have you forgotten that there's still a bet between us that you haven't fulfilled?"
Xiao Wu was taken aback:
"What bet?"
"Tang San's hidden weapon blueprints."
Dai Yao said coldly.
In an instant, Xiao Wu remembered the bet they made, and her face immediately contorted in pain.
The hidden weapons are something that Third Brother treasures, even more than his life. If she takes away Third Brother's hidden weapon blueprints, how can she face Third Brother again?
"What, you don't want to honor your contract?"
Dai Yao sneered.
With his strength, Tang San's hidden weapons were useless against him. But they could torment Tang San and Xiao Wu, causing them pain, and that was the greatest purpose.
Moreover, after obtaining the blueprints for the hidden weapons, he could also create another source of revenue for the sect and arm the Min clan.
Xiao Wu turned her head away, gritting her teeth as she said:
"So what if it is? I would never do anything to betray Third Brother!"
Dai Yao scoffed and slowly walked up to Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu didn't want to see him at all and turned her head away. Impatiently, Dai Yao reached out, grabbed Xiao Wu's chin, forced her to look at him, and said coldly:
"If you don't do it, I'll kill Tang San tomorrow! He's currently with the Yu Clan, and if I make a move, he won't survive."
"Then kill him! Even if you kill Third Brother, I will not do anything to betray him! Anyway, I am already dead. After my soul perishes, I will go and join Third Brother!"
Xiao Wu retorted without backing down.
Dai Yao was taken aback, not expecting Xiao Wu to be so tough. However, since Xiao Wu was in his hands, he could do whatever he wanted with her.
Xiao Wu's delicate face was filled with an indomitable expression. Dai Yao smiled slightly and said:
"Alright, I can spare Tang San's life."
Before Xiao Wu could even feel happy, Dai Yao continued:
"However, I heard that when Tang San returned to his clan, he brought two soul bones from the sect. Those should be Tang Hao's soul bones. In other words, Tang Hao is currently only a Soul Saint."
"I won't kill Tang San, but I can lead people to kill Tang Hao. I imagine Tang San will be in unbearable pain when he holds Tang Hao's remains."
Dai Yao's tone was filled with excitement, as if he couldn't wait to see this scene.
But Xiao Wu felt a chill in her heart. Dai Yao's smile, in her eyes, seemed like the sneer of a demon. If Tang Hao died, her third brother would be devastated.
She stared intently at Dai Yao, her eyes trembling like a venomous snake, and said:
"You are despicable."
"You flatter me. I'll ask you one more time, do you agree? Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences."
Dai Yao smiled indifferently.
In reality, he wouldn't do anything to Xiao Wu, after all, he still needed her to remove his soul ring. He was just gambling; if he won, he'd make Xiao Wu suffer terribly; if he lost, he wouldn't care.
But clearly, he won his gamble.
Xiao Wu clenched her teeth, and after a long while, she managed to utter a few words:
I promise...
As soon as she finished speaking, she collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had been drained. (End of Chapter)