32: Chapter 32 The Biggest Winner!

"Hehehe! The perfect Physical Body is mine!!"

The remnant Soul let out a spine-chilling, maniacal laugh, transforming into a pitch-black beam of light. Ignoring all of Su Feng's defenses, it ferociously burrowed directly into his Sea of Consciousness through his brow!

"Su Feng!!" Ying Yue'e's voice was filled with despair.

Deep within Su Feng's Sea of Consciousness.

What should have been a bloody and cruel battle of Possession was currently displaying an eerie silence.

"Wh... where is this?!"

The remnant Soul, which had just charged in with an imposing Aura, prepared to execute Possession, was now curled into a ball, shivering as it floated above the golden ocean.

There was no weak Golden Core Stage Divine Soul as imagined.

Appearing before it was a massive Dharma Image, wreathed in purple-gold divine light, towering like an ancient God King!

The Dharma Image sat cross-legged, with two phantom images of Double Pupils floating behind its head. The left eye evolved life, while the right eye destroyed all things.

Before this Dharma Image, the remnant Soul felt as insignificant as an ant.

"So... Soul Transformation?! No! This is an even more Advanced Divine Soul Aura than the Soul Transformation Stage!!"

The remnant Soul let out a shrill scream, so terrified that its very Soul body was beginning to dissipate.

"Who exactly are you?! You are definitely not at the Golden Core Stage!!"

"Is this your last will?"

Su Feng's Divine Soul Dharma Image slowly opened its eyes, its voice sounding like a great bell, shaking the Sea of Consciousness.

"Outside, you are at the Soul Transformation Stage, and I won't find fault with you."

"But in my Sea of Consciousness, what should you call me?"

Hum!

Two beams of destructive divine light descended from the sky like millstones, instantly enveloping the remnant Soul.

"Daring to charge into my Sea of Consciousness, you've truly narrowed your own path!"

"No!! Spare me!! Spare me, Exalted Immortal!!"

Feeling that destructive Aura originating from the very source of the Soul, the remnant Soul completely collapsed.

How is this Possession of a small Golden Core?

This is clearly delivering oneself into the mouth of a Tyrannosaurus!

"I'm useful! Don't kill me! I know I was wrong!!"

...

Outside.

Ying Yue'e gripped Su Feng's sleeve tightly, her pretty face pale, tears welling up in her eyes.

She saw that terrifying black light burrow into Su Feng's brow, and then Su Feng remained motionless.

"Brother Su..."

Ying Yue'e despaired.

No matter how high Su Feng's potential was, how could he possibly survive the Possession of a Soul Transformation Stage old monster?

After Su Feng died, she would probably be next.

However.

Just as she prepared to close her eyes and wait for death.

"Huu..."

Su Feng suddenly let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were clear and deep, without a trace of the evil or turbidity that follows Possession.

"Bro... Brother Su?" Ying Yue'e called out tentatively.

"Hmm."

Su Feng responded, then raised his hand and, like catching a bug, pulled the remnant Soul—which had shrunk by ninety percent and was now only the size of a palm—out from his brow.

"Old thing, weren't you quite arrogant just now?"

Su Feng pinched the remnant Soul's neck, a menacingly kind smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"My... My Lord, spare me! This old servant was blind!"

The remnant Soul no longer had any of the majesty of the Soul Transformation Stage, begging desperately like a quail, its speech speed astonishingly fast:

"My Lord! This Secret Realm is my life's work! There are dozens of immature ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines in the core herb garden! I can help you farm!"

"I have a unique secret technique to accelerate ripening! I can double the growth speed of Spirit Medicines!"

"Please take this old servant in! I will guard your gate and watch your courtyard, acting as your most loyal dog!"

Farming? Accelerating ripening?

Hearing these two words, the killing intent in Su Feng's eyes slightly receded.

Killing this remnant Soul would only be a one-time gain, but if he kept him...

Wouldn't he have an administrator for the milk powder production base?

"Old things are truly old things; when it comes to cherishing life, you are the best."

Su Feng condensed a pitch-black enslavement rune at his fingertip and slapped it directly into the remnant Soul's body.

"From today on, you are called Old Ghost. Every blade of grass and every patch of dirt in this Secret Realm is mine. If a single hair goes missing, I will make your Soul Fly Away and Spirit Scatter."

"Yes, yes, yes! This old servant greets the Master!!"

The remnant Soul felt as if it had been granted amnesty, transforming into a streak of light and burrowing back into a jade pendant at Su Feng's waist.

This scene.

Was witnessed entirely by Ying Yue'e.

She stared blankly at Su Feng, her rosy little mouth slightly agape, her mind a complete blank.

That was... a mighty figure of the Soul Transformation Stage!

Even if it was just a wisp of a remnant Soul, it was a terrifying existence capable of suppressing the Prodigies of the five nations with a wave of its hand!

And now?

Being held in Su Feng's hand like a toy, and even kneeling to beg to be a dog?!

"Brother Su... you..."

Ying Yue'e felt her throat go dry.

She had always thought she had seen through Su Feng's potential, believing him to be a hidden Dragon.

Only now did she understand.

How was this a hidden Dragon? This was clearly a true Dragon wearing human skin!

"Shh."

Su Feng turned his head, held up a finger to Ying Yue'e, and made a shushing gesture. The smile remained gentle, yet it made Ying Yue'e feel an unprecedented sense of security and awe.

"This is a secret between the two of us."

Su Feng blinked.

"Understand?"

"Understand! Yue'e will not speak of it even in death!" Ying Yue'e nodded like a chick pecking at rice, but her heart surged with immense sweetness and ecstasy.

This was a secret! A secret belonging solely to her and Su Feng!

This meant that their relationship had made great progress!

"Alright, time to work."

Having subdued the Secret Realm spirit, Su Feng did not waste time.

His figure moved like lightning, quickly sweeping across the battlefield.

The Prince of Da Qian, the Prince of the Great Han... the corpses of those few unlucky Souls were right in the center of the Secret Realm.

Su Feng, having controlled the Secret Realm, was unceremonious, skillfully stripping off all their storage rings.

"Even a mosquito is meat, no matter how small, let alone princes."

Su Feng swept his Divine Sense and nodded with satisfaction.

This haul was quite abundant; after refining them again later, they could be exchanged for quite a bit of milk powder money.

As for Wu Qin, Jian Nanxin, and Shen Luoyu lying on the ground...

Su Feng took a look.

The three were breathing steadily; their Divine Souls had merely been shaken, causing them to faint.

"Consider yourselves lucky."

Su Feng did not touch them.

Leaving them could divert attention from the outside world, giving him the development time he needed most.

Especially Shen Luoyu...

Su Feng glanced at this Saintess of the Yin Yang Sect; her veil had disappeared, leaving behind a face of peerless beauty.

Based on looks alone, she was the most beautiful woman Su Feng had ever seen, with a beauty score of at least 95.

Unfortunately, time did not permit.

"Rumble—"

Just then, the space of the Secret Realm began to shake violently.

Because the core had been subdued by Su Feng, this Secret Realm, which existed in dependence on the remnant Soul, was about to close.

Outside, those eight terrifying Nascent Soul Auras were frantically bombarding the entrance.

"Time to go."

Su Feng grabbed Ying Yue'e's slender waist.

"Hold on tight."

Through Withered Ghost's authority, Su Feng directly opened a secret teleportation channel.

Hum!

Space distorted.

A second before the Nascent Soul Ancestors outside broke in, Su Feng disappeared into thin air with his full load of gains.

Leaving behind only a mess and a few unconscious people.

Eight terrifying figures descended upon the core area.

When they saw the miserable state of their respective princes and the empty storage rings, heart-wrenching roars resounded through the sky:

"Ahhh!! Who was it!!!"

"Who killed Your Highness!! Who stole the Legacy!!!"

When Wu Qin woke up slowly while holding her throbbing head, what she saw was a devastated land and a Secret Realm that was now empty.

"Where... is that monster?"

She looked around blankly; her memory was still stuck at the moment she was grabbed by the blood hand.

And on the ground beside her, there were only a few stripped corpses of princes, looking exceptionally desolate.

Who saved them?

Who killed the remnant Soul?

Or perhaps... the remnant Soul ate its fill and left on its own?

In those chaotic fragments of memory, Wu Qin vaguely felt that she had just heard that annoying guy's voice...

But how could that be possible? He was only at the Mid-stage Golden Core...

On this day.

The Sunset Forest Secret Realm underwent a massive change, shaking the Southern Region!

Several princes fell, the Soul Transformation Legacy disappeared without a trace, and the surviving Prodigies were tight-lipped about it.

And Ying Yue'e, having returned to the Su Family, was pursing her red lips, looking at Su Feng with a conflicted expression.