Chapter 18: No matter how strong he is, the breeze blows over the hills
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"Understood, Master," Ye Feng responded resolutely.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng gripped the dagger tightly and approached the Snow Eagle. Its shimmering feathers and regal demeanor made him hesitate momentarily. He knew what was expected of him, yet his heart wavered at the thought of ending a life, even that of a soul beast.
Sensing his hesitation, Jian Dao Chen Xin stood silently, giving him the space to make the move himself. After all, every soul master must experience their first kill, a critical step in their journey.
After several seconds of internal struggle, Ye Feng finally mustered his resolve. With a swift motion, he slit the throat of the Snow Eagle.
The beast let out a sorrowful cry, its vibrant yellow spirit ring emerging from its lifeless body and hovering above it. Blood spilled onto the ground, the stark contrast of crimson on white feathers marking Ye Feng's first true battle scar.
"Sit down and begin the absorption. I will ensure nothing disturbs you," instructed Jian Dao Chen Xin, his voice steady yet encouraging.
Ye Feng obeyed, sitting cross-legged beside the Snow Eagle. The golden spirit ring floated above his head, gradually shrinking to encircle his Nine Hearts Xuan Tang martial spirit, which manifested in his palm. A wave of searing energy surged through his body, causing him to tremble slightly.
"Let the energy flow naturally. Guard your sea of consciousness and maintain clarity," Jian Dao Chen Xin's calm voice guided him.
Following his master's instructions, Ye Feng allowed the foreign energy to course through his meridians, gradually harmonizing with his own. Time seemed to blur as the process continued, his focus unwavering.
When the energy finally settled, Ye Feng opened his eyes, his expression brimming with excitement. The once-golden petals of his Nine Hearts Xuan Tang now carried a faint icy sheen, while a new blue tint glimmered faintly in the center.
"I did it!" Ye Feng exclaimed, his voice unable to mask his delight.
Jian Dao Chen Xin nodded with satisfaction. "Excellent. Now, tell me about the soul skill you've acquired."
Ye Feng's yellow spirit ring glowed as he activated his new ability. A cold aura spread out around him, enveloping Jian Dao Chen Xin within its radius. Snowflakes seemed to materialize in the air as an oppressive chill filled the surroundings.
"My first soul skill for Nine Hearts Xuan Tang was Beast Blood Boiling, focused on enhancing physical abilities. This new soul skill, I'll call Frost Dominion. It creates a 40-meter radius domain that reduces the movement speed of enemies within it by 20%, while also boosting my allies' ice resistance by 15%." Ye Feng smiled confidently.
Jian Dao Chen Xin's expression softened, a rare glimmer of pride in his eyes. "An auxiliary soul skill with control elements. Remarkable. Combining control with enhancement was a wise choice for your martial spirit's growth."
"Thank you, Master," Ye Feng said, bowing slightly. He felt a surge of confidence, knowing his path was beginning to take shape.
Before the moment of triumph could fully settle, a sudden, gruff voice echoed from the nearby woods. "Stop right there!"
Both Ye Feng and Jian Dao Chen Xin turned sharply toward the sound. Emerging from the shadows was a tall, middle-aged man clad in dark robes, his aura emanating hostility. His eyes locked on the lifeless Snow Eagle at Ye Feng's feet, his expression a mixture of anger and sorrow.
"You dare kill my Snow Eagle companion? Prepare to pay the price!" The man's voice boomed as his soul power surged, and his spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—materialized, signifying his rank as a Soul King.
Ye Feng's heart raced, but Jian Dao Chen Xin stepped forward, calm and unshaken. "It seems we have a misunderstanding," he said coldly. "However, if you insist on a fight, you will regret it."
The air grew heavy as Jian Dao Chen Xin's overwhelming aura as a Titled Douluo filled the space, his Seven Kill Sword martial spirit shimmering into existence.
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