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"Don't be so surprised. Our Body Sect has only a few elites up and down, and official positions are not worth anything at all."
Seeing that classmate Yuanen still didn't understand the Sect's situation very well after joining the Sect for many years, Feng Zaixing sighed and said, "Your Grandmaster, my teacher who is also the contemporary Body Douluo, is doing hard labor in the Abyssal Plane. I am the acting Sect Master of the second generation, your senior martial uncle is the Grand Elder, your Junior Martial Uncle is the chief and only patron of the Offering Hall, your dad is the Outer Sect Master, and Wang Wen is the chief mecha instructor. The only experts we can pull out are just the few of us."
"This is called a pocket-sized Sect, where everyone is an elite."
Yuanen Yehui's lips twitched, and her purple eyes surged with countless confusions: "So is our Body Sect a powerful Sect or a weak Sect in the end?"
Regarding historical Origin, the Body Sect was almost no less than Shrek. Regarding powerhouses, the Body Sect had two Limit Douluos as the inner and outer Sect Masters, Grand Elder Ah Ruheng was a Super Douluo, and the acting Sect Master was a Spirit Douluo. With prodigies like her gathered together, the configuration sounded like a top-tier Sect.
But besides these, there was nothing else. There were very few people doing chores, truly showing that the Sect does not raise idle people.
Feng Zaixing thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Our Body Sect counts as ———— a developing Sect, just a small Sect that is currently developing. You must not be arrogant or complacent, understand?"
He added, "For at least a hundred years, it will be a developing Sect. The Body Sect has declined for too long, and it requires long-term development to achieve a renaissance."
"Starting from me, Feng Zaixing, every generation of Body Sect Masters must remember to coordinate and consider the development interests of the Body Sect and the interests of the vast civilians across the Federation. When choosing successors, moral character comes first."
"We are not afraid that your talent is not top-notch enough; the Body Sect has plenty of Secret Manuals and resources, so training powerhouses is not a problem."
"We are only afraid of someone with a bad brain but high cultivation; that would be an endless disaster."
"Mm-hmm."
Yuanen Yehui nodded frantically like pounding garlic, using a soul guide recorder to take notes on Feng Zaixing's quotes, showcasing the Body Sect's philosophy of keeping pace with the times.
"Clap, clap, clap ———— "
Wu Siduo, Long Chen, and many other Outer Sect Disciples clapped with loud slapping sounds, their eyes clearly writing two words: "Loyalty, sincerity!"
Seeing this, Feng Zaixing's Clone smiled with satisfaction, waved his hand, and left, seizing the opportunity to escape into the ocean, as light as a swallow.
Hiding beneath the sea surface, he quietly released a powerful Mental Power that connected heaven and earth, furrowing his brows and lowering his eyes to scan dozens of miles of the ocean surface.
There were no auras of Cao Dezhi, Yun Ming, and the others. It seemed no one dared to defy universal condemnation to attack the fleet ————
Hiding behind the Sun Moon ocean liner to investigate for three days, Feng Zaixing's Clone withdrew his Mental Power, turned around, and fled in another direction.
Several hours later, night fell, and the ocean revealed its most terrifying and rugged side. Following his senses, Feng Zaixing's Clone headed straight to the place within a thousand miles where the wind and waves were most terrifying.
Before he even arrived, he saw that the sea in the distant sky was like an entire piece of dull, heavy dark gray steel plate, inside which there was countless dust, and Feng Zaixing's Clone was just an insignificant speck of dust among them.
This was the periphery of an ocean typhoon. The wind before his eyes was no longer flowing Qi, but hundreds of millions of giant blades wrapped in seawater, crazily spinning and colliding at a violent speed that tore through space.
"Open!"
Every splashing water droplet contained kinetic energy sufficient to pierce fine steel. Feng Zaixing's Clone let out a low shout, and his Soul Power condensed into a black-and-white intertwined protective Soul Power shield on the surface of his body.
"Bang! Bang! ———— "
The water blades exploded on the protective Soul Power shield into dazzling and blinding blue-white electric sparks, emitting a high-frequency piercing sound that could pierce the eardrums of ordinary Titled Douluos, and even Super Douluos would have to avoid it hastily.
In this place, the air was no longer a medium, but was whipped into a scorching, viscous, flashing ionized death ray plasma flow. Even with Feng Zaixing's Clone's eyes, his vision became completely chaotic amidst extreme distortion and dazzling light.
However, right in this core of Chaos, there was a blurry yet unshakable figure floating up and down, half-naked. The water blades and wind whips of the ocean typhoon lashed upon it, erupting with the loud, booming echoes of metal clashing.
Seeing this, the Clone couldn't help but gasp in cold breath; the main body cultivated way too ruthlessly.
Natural heavenly might was infinite, and even Limit Douluos would not dare to place themselves here to cultivate, because once their Soul Power was exhausted, the end would be the shattering of their physical bodies. Yet Feng Zaixing's main body did not use Soul Power to protect his body; countless bloody scars deep enough to see bone blossomed on his surface, bright red and dazzling.
But before the blood could overflow, he activated the Innate Secret Method cultivation method, seizing violent and pure heaven and earth elemental energy from the surrounding natural heavenly might, absorbing it into his body to recover from his injuries, while his entire body burst forth with blazing light like molten gold.
This was the limit state of the Golden Body Realm. Feng Zaixing's main body had left the Dragon Valley two months ago to look for a suitable trial ground on the ocean, and the ocean typhoon was precisely his target.
At this moment, Feng Zaixing's main body sensed the Clone's arrival, abruptly opening his eyes and slightly raising a finger. The Clone then transformed into a cloud of smoke intertwined with holiness and evil, merging back into his body.
"The Holy Evil Formless Body Spirit Ability is not bad. Ha Luosa, oh Ha Luosa, I really must thank you for coming to throw your life away."
Mumbling to himself, Feng Zaixing took out Ha Luosa's final remains, letting them be crushed into powder amidst thousands of water knives and wind blades, returning to heaven and earth.
The light and shadow of the life sapling emerged, absorbing all of Ha Luosa's essence and scattering misty rain of life light.
"Hoo~"
Feng Zaixing let out a long breath, his gaze glistening. At this moment, the former Child of the Plane, Ha Luosa, completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and his lifelong cultivation either turned into nourishment for his own cultivation or returned to heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Feng Zaixing noticed that the suppression force of heaven and earth upon him had decreased by a bit, and joy immediately appeared on his face:
The Life Core absorbed part of Ha Luosa's essence, and its Origin was enhanced, although it was far inferior to what was gained from absorbing the Abyssal Plane.
Pinching his fingers to make a brief calculation, Feng Zaixing's expression deepened as he pondered: "Having previously refined and killed the essence of a large number of experts, coupled with Ha Luosa, I have already felt the plane's suppression relax further; but making it release the suppression on God-level powerhouses is still something I cannot achieve."
"Roughly estimated, at least five more Quasi-Gods must be taken down, and this number is not small ———— "
With his thoughts drifting to the Demon Plane and the Abyssal Plane, Feng Zaixing felt that there were many resources waiting for him to refine, so he relaxed his mind and wantonly enjoyed the process of the final step of this Innate Secret Method cultivation.
"Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime; bleed more in training, avoid death in wartime" was the philosophy he believed in. Rather than encountering powerful enemies in battle and falling into perilous situations, it was better to half-kill oneself first during cultivation, striking even more ruthlessly than the enemy.
In this way, no matter if the next enemy was the Ghost Emperor, the Demon Empress, or those imperial-level lords under the Abyssal Sage Monarch, it would be impossible to put him to death.
Waves surged and storms clamored. Feng Zaixing placed himself in the harshest environment of nature to temper his essence, Qi, and spirit, occasionally fishing by the sea to train his patience.
From time to time, he also released his Spirit Soul to capture Sea Soul Beasts to tease and play with, relaxing his mood; or he piloted mechas to roam the skies and seas, forging metals, creating combat skills as predestined, and organizing his lifelong attainments.
In the blink of an eye, two years of time slipped away from his fingertips.
Over these past two years, Feng Zaixing's reputation was no longer heard frequently, and many people in the Sun Moon Federation secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Following the successive departures of the Holy Spirit Cult, Shrek-Tang Alliance, and the Hidden Families, this madman finally stopped his actions.
Unawares, originating from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the oldest batch of students from the One Heart Society graduated from the academy, taking the talent introduction channel and successively entering the Federation's Eight Great Legions.
On top of the Spirit Pagoda that monopolized Shrek City, Titled Douluo Qiangu Dongfeng announced that due to physical reasons and strategic planning reasons, he abdicated to let a worthy successor take over, handing the position of Pagoda Master to the stronger Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu.
At this point, the Qiangu Family, the strongest Clan of the Spirit Pagoda for a thousand years, proactively abdicated for the first time in history. The Phoenix Family's aura greatly increased, and Leng Yaozhu, upholding the principle of "not avoiding relatives when recommending the worthy," nominated her own disciple Gu Yue to serve as the reserve Spirit Envoy.
Mingde Hall and the Spirit Pagoda's Soul Guide R&D Department carried out a series of R&D docking activities and announced the launch of the research project for the unidirectional circulation core, with Kong Yao personally taking command.
Within the One Heart Society, more and more people came to prominence. Ah Ruheng attempted to challenge the position of Emperor Sword Douluo Long Tianwu, and Na'er and Yuanen Yehui also successively stepped onto the War God Hall at the peak of the snowy mountain ————
In the northeastern part of Douluo Continent, the garrison of the North Sea Legion.
A windbreaker fluttered as it arrived, stepping on the silence of the night and quietly walking towards that isolated island standing independently from the world.
With a slight movement of his mind, the emerald-gold life tidal energy swept over, accompanied by purple-black destruction fluctuations. The surrounding sea surface was like boiling water, bubbling with a gurgling sound.
Yet those bubbles contained the most terrifying Qi of destruction on the continent, causing the newcomer to let out an exclamation.
"As expected of something left behind by the God King of Destruction, I have never seen its like in my life."
He spread his arms, revealing a handsome yet masculine face, guiding the Qi of destruction to surge towards his whole body.
In an instant, the black, white, and red tripartite Soul Power coexisting with holiness, evil, and slaughter surged across his body surface, turning into a vortex that seemed slow yet was actually urgent, devouring the destructive airflow that shattered and extinguished vitality.
The violent changes soon caused the aura of Devil's Island to become unbalanced, and soon life auras were drawn along with it, surging together toward the Soul Power vortex opened by the newcomer.
Feng Zaixing accepted all of it without the slightest bit of reluctance on his face.
"What person is stirring up the destructive airflow?"
Inside Devil's Island, a succession of seven figures were awakened by the unexpected change, raising their eyes to look at the mysterious figure outside the sky.
However, they couldn't see through him. Clearly appearing within their line of sight, that person could not be sensed using Mental Power.
"Let's go take a look. This is the territory of us Seven Old Devils, and the military training treasure land of Shrek Academy. It cannot be allowed for outsiders to casually defile it."