Chapter 153: Crimson Flame Demon Lion
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Liu Fei stood behind Lin Feng. Seeing Lin Feng looking through the open door, his gaze fixed on the figure leaving the stone chamber, she said softly, "Don't worry. With their strength, they'll be elites on the battlefield too. They're sure to make something of themselves."
Lin Feng didn't confirm or deny. On the battlefield, situations changed in an instant, and dangers were everywhere. Who could guarantee there would be no danger?
But just as Po Jun had considered, with slave brands branded on their faces, they could only show themselves wearing masks. The battlefield was their best destination.
At this moment, Lin Feng didn't realize that Po Jun's decision would also lay the groundwork for the passionate epic he would one day write.
"Your injuries haven't fully healed. Get some good rest," Liu Fei said again when Lin Feng didn't answer.
Lin Feng's brows twitched slightly. He looked at Liu Fei and smiled, "You actually care about me?"
Liu Fei's expression shifted. Her beautiful eyes glared at Lin Feng as she said, "Who would care about you? You lecherous bastard."
With that, Liu Fei pushed open the door and walked out, leaving Lin Feng to smile bitterly. It seemed he would never shake off this reputation for being lecherous.
Shaking his head, Lin Feng also lifted his steps and headed outside.
Just as Lin Feng reached the courtyard, a creaking sound came again. Meng Qing walked out of her room and silently followed behind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng stopped, turned around, and said with a wry smile, "Meng Qing, you don't need to follow this time."
Meng Qing gently shook her head without answering. She came up behind Lin Feng, making the bitterness on his face grow stronger. But he also understood that Meng Qing was only worried something might happen to him.
After all, Lin Feng did seem to have a knack for stirring up trouble outside, and he had offended quite a few people.
"Don't worry. I'll be careful this time when I go out. I won't cause any trouble," Lin Feng said again, but Meng Qing remained unmoved.
"Meng Qing, I won't reveal my identity this time when I go out. If you follow, people will recognize me at a glance." A silver mask appeared in Lin Feng's hand, and he put it on his face.
Only then did Meng Qing's eyes flicker. She finally spoke, "Then be careful yourself."
"Mm." Lin Feng took off the mask, revealing a slight smile. Then he turned and stepped out of the stone chamber.
In the city within a city, that simple door still saw many people coming and going. Lin Feng stepped inside, paid the Origin Stones, and without any hesitation, headed straight toward the Prison Battle Arena.
Just like last time, the Prison Battle Arena was still packed with people. Looking down from the highest level, there were only dense crowds of heads.
Following the gaps in the middle, Lin Feng stepped down the stone stairs. The scene in the Prison Battle Arena gradually became clear.
There were still demon beasts and slave cultivators. The Prison Battle Arena was like a terrifying base. The demon beasts and slave cultivators here seemed endless.
At that moment, a figure flickered and blocked Lin Feng's path.
The eyes beneath the silver mask glanced at this person. Lin Feng took out a Mid-Grade Origin Stone from his body and handed it to him. After receiving the Origin Stone, the other party immediately moved aside and disappeared.
Lin Feng casually found a seat in the front row and sat down, quietly watching the Prison Battle Arena below.
At this moment, a demon beast was fighting a human in the arena. This demon beast was a snake-type demon beast, with a flat but wide head, its body coiled, very ugly, and it could spew black mist from its mouth.
A Ba Snake, and a second-level Spirit Demon Beast Ba Snake at that, with plenty of room to grow.
Demon beasts and human cultivators were somewhat similar. As long as they were Spirit Demon Beasts, they could grow stronger through their own cultivation. However, different types of demon beasts were like different talents in human cultivators. Some types of demon beasts were extremely terrifying, with enormous growth potential, like genius cultivators among humans, while others had very limited growth.
The Ba Snake was born as a Spirit Demon Beast, with very good growth potential. It was even said that peak Spirit Demon Beasts could step into the Mysterious Demon Realm, making them incredibly terrifying. This Ba Snake was only a second-level Spirit Demon Beast, far from mature.
What surprised Lin Feng was that he actually recognized the human cultivator fighting the Ba Snake, and their relationship was not shallow.
Lin Hong, the eldest son of Lin Feng's uncle Lin Ba Dao, and Lin Qian's elder brother. He had previously been a disciple of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa.
Lin Hong had now reached the Second Layer of Spirit Martial Realm. Lin Feng wasn't surprised. Back then, everyone in the Lin Family looked down on him, Lin Feng, because he was a waste with the weakest cultivation. Now, he had stepped into the Fifth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm. Not to mention the Lin Family's younger generation, even the elders of the Lin Family had few who could match him. It was only natural that Lin Hong had reached the Second Layer of Spirit Martial Realm.
Lin Feng swept his gaze across the crowd. After a moment, his eyes stopped. There, a group of figures sat on stone chairs, watching Lin Hong's battle and murmuring to themselves.
"Look at this Ba Snake. It's powerful, but Brother Lin Hong's Cold Palm Force has reached a profound level. One palm strike can freeze the Ba Snake's body solid. Brother Lin Hong is sure to win this battle."
"Heh, of course. Miss Qian let the Ba Snake go to Brother Lin Hong for training. There must be deep meaning in that."
Their discussion reached Lin Feng's ears. Lin Feng sneered in his heart. It seemed Lin Qian's status was not low. That made sense. Dapeng Gongzi had also joined the Snow Moon Holy Academy. With his strength and status, it was easy for him to look after Lin Qian. Under his protection, Lin Qian would naturally be held in high regard.
"Ice and Fire Same Origin Martial Soul. I wonder what cultivation you've reached now."
Lin Feng said indifferently in his heart, then stopped looking at Lin Qian. To him, Lin Qian had long ceased to be his target. Lin Qian was not worthy.
Turning his gaze, Lin Feng continued to look toward the Prison Battle Arena. At that moment, Lin Hong's palm was emitting a chill that completely suppressed the Ba Snake. Victory was in sight.
At the same time, Lin Qian, sitting not far from Lin Feng, seemed to sense something. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she turned her gaze. Then she saw a figure wearing a silver mask, sitting calmly on a stone chair not far in front of her, seemingly watching the Prison Battle Arena.
A corner of that silver mask shimmered with a silvery-white light that was somewhat dazzling.
"Hm?"
Lin Qian's brows tightened. A silver mask.
Back in Yangzhou City, it seemed he had worn such a silver mask, incredibly arrogant. Now, Lin Qian saw this silver mask again.
"Could it be a coincidence?"
Lin Qian's heart suddenly stirred. That day, the shock Lin Feng had given her was too great. Even now, she couldn't forget the abandoned son of the Lin Family, who had been regarded as a waste.
It shouldn't be him. The Cloud Sea Sect had been completely annihilated. Those who survived either surrendered or became slaves. There was no way he could still be sitting calmly in the Prison Battle Arena, and in the front row at that, as if he had come to fight.
Lin Qian didn't know about Lin Feng's escape. The four major forces had led ten million iron cavalry to besiege the Cloud Sea Sect. If they had let someone escape, it would have become a laughingstock. Naturally, such news wouldn't spread.
At that moment, Lin Hong in the Prison Battle Arena killed the Ba Snake with a palm strike, obtaining eight Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. He smiled and walked out of the arena.
At the same time, the Prison Battle Arena staff carried away the Ba Snake's corpse and led another demon beast into the arena.
Seeing this demon beast being led in, the crowd all focused their eyes.
This demon beast was entirely crimson, a fiery red, as if a layer of flames covered its body.
On its crimson demon body grew sharp spikes, as sharp as blades, shimmering with an eerie red light.
The demon beast's face was ferocious. It opened its wide mouth, revealing sharp fangs, exuding a kind of majestic aura, as if it were a king among demon beasts.
Even more shocking was that on the demon beast's back grew a pair of wings, crimson wings.
"What a terrifying demon beast." Lin Feng couldn't help but focus his gaze when he saw it. Majestic, domineering—just one look was enough to shake one's mind. Lin Feng also noticed that even the Prison Battle Arena staff were leading the demon beast with great care, as if wary that it might suddenly rise up and attack.
"Crimson Flame Demon Lion. It's actually a Crimson Flame Demon Lion." Many people recognized this demon beast and their minds tightened. The Crimson Flame Demon Lion was an extremely terrifying type of demon beast. By the time it reached maturity, it was close to the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm. If it wasn't captured by humans and turned into a slave beast, allowing it to grow naturally, there was no doubt it would become a Mysterious Demon Beast. There were even rumors that some Crimson Flame Demon Lions could break through the bounds of Mysterious Demons and become Heavenly Demons, no longer bound by demon restrictions, able to grow stronger endlessly.
Leading the Crimson Flame Demon Lion to the center, the person in charge of the Prison Battle Arena slowly announced, "Crimson Flame Demon Lion, fifth-level Spirit Demon Beast. Those who wish to fight must pay twenty Mid-Grade Origin Stones. If you win, and if you can control yourself not to kill this Crimson Flame Demon Lion, you may take it away."
(End of chapter)