Chapter 796: Repeat Repairs

Ying Zhexian floated gracefully, like a swaying divine lotus, her figure exquisitely captivating. She spoke to Chu Feng, "You must first achieve a preliminary mastery of the Light of Yin and Yang before we can study it together."

This was her requirement for Chu Feng; to study the Seven Treasures Divine Art with her, he first needed to achieve a basic understanding.

Ying Zhexian had already achieved preliminary mastery of the Five-Colored Divine Light, while Chu Feng was just starting and had yet to make significant progress, requiring further cultivation and achievement.

Ying Xiaoxiao shrieked, "Oh my goodness, this big bad wolf is really going after Ying Zhexian! Not even gods can stop him! What a perfect excuse—'studying the Seven Treasures Divine Art together'... But this guy leaves nothing but scorched earth in his wake, let alone when he faces the third most beautiful woman under the stars! He's destined to devour her whole, leaving no bones behind!"

Ying Xiaoxiao, with a hand to her forehead and a look of profound sorrow, appeared utterly heartbroken, as if filled with immense compassion. Yet, she was too young, merely a silver-haired loli, giving an impression of being too tender and naive.

Her words instantly darkened Chu Feng's face. He longed to say that this wretched child was talking nonsense, questioning his character, and lacking in morals.

As for Ying Zhexian, her pretty face also darkened slightly. She grabbed Ying Xiaoxiao again and gave her a thorough scolding.

But the mischievous child continued to babble, crying for mercy while spouting nonsense, like calling Chu Feng "brother-in-law" and begging him to save her, or shouting to her sister that she was only thinking of her own well-being.

Chu Feng devoted himself to the study. The more he pondered the Light of Yin and Yang, the more profound it seemed. This art, once mastered, was exceptionally terrifying. When he experimented, a single sweep of the light completely obliterated a mountaintop!

This was astonishing. If applied to a person's physical body or spirit, wouldn't it annihilate that being, body and soul?

Chu Feng felt a chill, secretly marveling that the dual forces of Yin and Yang were truly extraordinary substances of heaven and earth, capable of forming one of the most powerful divine arts in the world.

Chu Feng continued to ponder and research. This divine art was so terrifying and awe-inspiring that it even startled him; its might was truly overwhelming.

He felt that if he truly mastered it, let alone the Seven Treasures Divine Art, just the Light of Yin and Yang alone would be enough for him to navigate the grand universe and sweep aside opponents.

Chu Feng then meticulously studied and pondered. He picked it up very quickly, as this was not his first encounter with such scriptures.

After all, he had learned the Ox Demon Fist and the Flood Dragon Demon Fist, which were two of the seven scriptures of the Seven Treasures Divine Art. Now, delving into their profound meanings yielded double the results with half the effort.

Chu Feng immersed himself completely, forgetting food and sleep. Time seemed to stand still for him as he was entirely absorbed in the dual forces of Yin and Yang, deeply researching this profound art.

Finally, with a loud bang, he unconsciously swept out a divine light, causing the entire field to collapse, which finally roused him from his trance.

By this time, Ying Zhexian, Ouyang Feng, and Ying Xiaoxiao had completed their soul baptism. Each of them exuded vibrant Yang energy, with no trace of Yin attributes remaining.

The three hovered in mid-air like three small, radiant suns, incredibly brilliant and splendid, enveloped in a hazy shower of light, both sacred and peaceful.

A scorching aura emanated from their bodies; they were completely transformed, beyond comparison to their previous state.

As for Chu Feng himself, the impression he gave the three was equally astonishing. He stood like a golden sun blazing across the sky, dazzlingly bright, his entire body surrounded by piercing light, which cascaded down, bathing the entire mountain forest in a brilliant golden hue, as if it had been forged from gold.

Even from a distance, one could feel the scorching heat, as if about to be incinerated. He stood like an eternal divine furnace, flames raging, his soul light burning brightly.

Even Ying Zhexian and Ouyang Feng felt a burning sensation when facing Chu Feng, as waves of intense heat surged toward them.

Just a few days ago, they were considered Yin souls, or ghosts, in this world. But now, they were like molten lava, like the liquid essence of melted divine metal—terrifyingly hot, with temperatures high enough to incinerate many Yin souls.

Undoubtedly, Chu Feng and the others had now broken free from their constraints, devoid of any Yin energy, and their souls were no different from the beings native to this world.

If anyone were to attack them with arrows imbued with Yang energy now, there would be no need to worry; they could simply fight back normally.

"Ah, so refreshing!" Ouyang Feng exclaimed. As he moved, even his black turtle shell began to emit wisps of Yang energy. He pranced with a graceful, swan-like gait, showing off as much as possible.

At this moment, Pulin was less than fifteen hundred li away. His eyes were bloodshot; he was truly going mad, obsessed with the divine beast blood and the sacred medicine, practically driven to insanity.

He couldn't bear the thought that the sacred medicine and divine beast blood might be consumed and fully refined by what he considered his "ghost slaves"—it was utterly unacceptable.

From the depths of his heart, he scorned them, believing Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng were merely his lowly ghost slaves, utterly unworthy of competing with him, and could be crushed with a single stomp.

Who was he? A dignified young marquis, commanding tens of thousands of elite soldiers—all knights at the Spirit Devouring, Shaping, and Golden Body stages. He was truly high-ranking and influential, with a considerable reputation within the Martial God lineage.

What were a few ghost slaves? They didn't even possess Yang energy. If a divine archer were to hunt them, a single arrow would be enough to make such a ghost slave explode, instantly annihilating their body and soul. They were nothing, no threat at all.

But now he couldn't find them, and he was practically going insane. If any more time passed, there would be no point in searching; those ghost slaves would surely have completely absorbed the sacred medicine and bathed in the divine beast blood.

"You despicable ghost slaves, so filthy and lowly that I disdain even to look at you! Yet you dared to tamper with my destiny! Damn you, I will make sure you are annihilated, body and soul, and die wretchedly!"

Pulin uttered a venomous oath, but then, thinking of Ying Zhexian's beauty, his heart burned with desire. She was the only one he might spare; he had never seen such peerless beauty. He could seize a physical body for her, cultivate her, and she would surely become an unparalleled enchantress.

In fact, Chu Feng, Ying Zhexian, and Ouyang Feng were also thinking of him at this moment, plotting their revenge and hoping to kill him!

"Haha, has Grandpa Ouyang returned to the Yang realm? Have I completely become a Yang world creature? I wonder what kind of world this is, what kind of universe. Could it be the Yang realm itself?"

Ouyang Feng grinned widely, his black turtle shell shining with increasing luster. He strutted with a swaying, swan-like gait, completely self-satisfied, like an arrogant being who had transcended from Yin to Yang.

At this moment, they carefully sensed their own beings. Their spiritual energy had surged. When they first entered this world, they were at the Spirit Devouring stage, but now, in terms of soul power alone, they had several times their original strength!

Their strength now approached the quasi-Golden Body stage.

If it hadn't been for refining the Yin energy, which consumed too much soul light, they would have been able to advance to the Great Perfection Golden Body stage by simply taking the sacred medicine.

Undergoing this transformation and completely severing the Yin energy required an enormous expenditure!

However, they were not ordinary individuals. Coupled with the profound arts they had mastered and Chu Feng's Soul Bell, they feared no one, even those at the Golden Body stage, and dared to take them on!

Previously, a single divine archer at the Golden Body stage could have easily massacred all of them. With their overwhelming Yang energy, any arrow would surely cause them to explode upon contact, without a doubt!

But now, everything was different; everything had changed.

"I want to go wipe out that scumbag Pulin! Grandpa Ouyang feels like he could take on ten of him with one hand, no problem!" Ouyang Feng was eager to act. He hadn't been idle these past few days, learning many divine beast martial arts—all trump cards—from the Ying sisters.

The Ying family's heritage was truly remarkable. As a quasi-immortal clan, whose ancestors were rumored to have escaped from the Yang realm, their accumulation over the years meant their clan's secret texts were incredibly numerous.

Chu Feng warned, "Not yet, don't be careless. Pulin, as a young marquis, naturally has his extraordinary abilities. We've just become Yang souls; we still need to research some powerful divine arts."

Then, he went to consult with Ying Zhexian, preparing to formally begin their joint study of the Seven Treasures Divine Art.

In these past two days, his understanding of the dual forces of Yin and Yang had been quite astonishing. He had directly grasped the basics and achieved a certain level of success, now able to emit the Light of Yin and Yang.

Seeing his progress to this stage, Ying Zhexian nodded in agreement and walked aside with him to jointly ponder the Seven Treasures Divine Art.

"Sister, I'm worried about you. From now on, the world might lose a pure maiden untouched by worldly concerns and gain a noble lady instead."

The silver-haired loli spoke with such a sorrowful, compassionate air, her words filled with deep anguish.

This time, she was sent flying directly, kicked away by her sister without mercy, quite violently in fact, because Ying Zhexian was truly exasperated by her.

She felt that this sister was simply beyond help—a little kid with an old soul, too precocious. What was she thinking about all day long?!

"Ah..." The silver-haired loli vanished from sight.

Then, Chu Feng received deeper insights into the Seven Treasures Divine Art—knowledge more profound than the seven scriptures themselves, originally un-transmitted secrets of the Ying family.

However, for many years, no one in the entire universe had been able to master the Seven Treasures Divine Art. Gradually, this cultivation method became less valued by the Ying family and was no longer considered a top secret.

Without a doubt, to master the Seven Treasures Divine Art, one needed to possess the seven most precious substances in the world. Chu Feng and Ying Zhexian pressed their hands and feet together in intimate contact, engaging in joint cultivation.

Because the seven substances were required, they had to share them, which was the only way to comprehend and cultivate the Seven Treasures Divine Art, renowned as world-shaking.

However, it wasn't their physical hands and feet pressed together, but their souls that connected. This feeling was incredibly wondrous, like two souls merging into one.

In an instant, Ying Zhexian's body trembled slightly. Such an intimate connection was something even her closest family members had never experienced.

This was a soul connection; some secrets could be mutually known between them. It was almost a soul fusion.

At this point, while Chu Feng was studying the Seven Treasures Divine Art, he couldn't help but let his mind wander. No one could remain calm when facing the third most beautiful woman under the stars in such a way.

Even in her soul form, Ying Zhexian possessed peerless grace and beauty that surpassed all others. Her appearance was no different from when she had a physical body: large, lively eyes, a slender figure with undulating curves, untouched by worldly concerns—she was a beauty capable of toppling cities and nations.

Chu Feng couldn't help but recall Ying Xiaoxiao's words; the little girl had been about to reveal all sorts of measurements of her sister's figure.

Chu Feng found himself wondering, "Just how long are those long legs?"

In an instant, Ying Zhexian, facing him, fixed him with a murderous gaze. Because their hands and feet were intimately connected, their souls touching, some thoughts could be sensed by both.

Chu Feng had made a blunder, revealing himself quite "candidly," his deepest secrets laid bare.

"Just how slender is her waist?" He still hadn't snapped out of it.

"Hmm, Ying Xiaoxiao also said her butt was very shapely... what's going on?" Chu Feng's mind continued to wander.

Across from him, Ying Zhexian gritted her teeth, truly wanting to kill him. With her hands and feet pressed against Chu Feng's, she glared at him, her lively eyes filled with murderous intent, the Five-Colored Divine Light shining brightly!

In an instant, Chu Feng became alert, sensing Ying Zhexian's thoughts. The frigid killing intent immediately shocked him back to reality.

"Misunderstanding, I was just thinking..." Chu Feng tried to explain.

However, as he tried to explain, inevitably, his mind wandered to other things again—for instance, him estimating the curvature of Ying Zhexian's figure, the dimensions of certain parts of her body, like her buttocks or her prominent chest. The result... he wanted to cry. Before he even explained, she already knew what he was thinking.

Ying Zhexian's eyes blazed with fury. Her peerless face could no longer maintain the aloof, otherworldly aura of a celestial fairy from the Moon Palace.

"This... I was simply appreciating!" Chu Feng stubbornly insisted.