Because the things he currently wielded were originally suited for levels above his own, it was only the Spiritual Energy aspect where he was significantly deficient. This was why Jiang Feng would always try to avoid using Sword Control as much as possible; once it was used, he had to kill the opponent, otherwise, his true weakness would be imdiately exposed.
"Ah, this is really troubleso."
"If I have to wait until Foundation Establishnt to learn these things, it’ll take at least two more months. Even though senior sister told not to stress too much, and that she would pull through even if I fail the entry assessnt, a person needs to have pride like a tree needs to have bark..."
"No, that won’t do, I still have to figure out a way. I must make a breakthrough to Foundation Establishnt before the entrance assessnt, and not a single Magical Weapon can be missing."
"With these two Magical Treasures I have in hand, fighting against Cen Yueyue, no, combatting Wu Daoxu, they didn’t seem adequate, providing only a minimal effect."
"I need to find a way to get so more advanced Magical Treasures, but just my luck..."
He sighed and touched the two Qiankun Bags he carried.
Judging from the mories of Wu Fangsheng’s soul, this guy had a Yellow Grade high-quality Lifebound Magical Treasure. Even though it sounded inferior to the Radiant Bell of that senior brother from the Fan Yin Sect, after all, the latter was the rightful heir of a proper sect.
It’s perfectly normal for him to have nice things.
Wu Fangsheng, due to his carelessness and underestimation, didn’t use the Treasure to combat him last night. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so smooth, but because of this, the treasure was still in the Qiankun Bag, which he couldn’t access due to his current realm.
He could go to Manager Xu to have the Divine Sense on this Qiankun Bag completely erased and rewritten as their own, but he was reluctant to part with the treasure.
Both the soul of Wu Fangsheng and the things he possessed were quite a fortune for himself, as his mind contained most of the intelligence on the entire Fan Yin Sect, especially the Ultimate Skill of the Sect, which was the Soul Carrying technique, used quite spiritually...
Hmm?
Wait a minute!
Jiang Feng caught onto a blind spot.
He suddenly realized a possibility. Indeed, he didn’t have a Spiritual Beast Soul, but!
"Rise."
He gave another low shout.
Bending two fingers, the paper figure just over a foot tall stood up once again, its movents flexible and effortless. Jiang Feng indeed had a gift in controlling Spiritual Energy, and unexpectedly, the youth had now brought out the Soul Summoning Banner.
"Go!"
He directed this to the paper figure in front of him.
The soul within the Soul Summoning Banner seed to have heard his command and swiftly, a ghostly silhouette sprang from the banner directly towards the temporary paper body; the next instant, the paper figure stopped stumbling and stood perfectly still, as if it had been endowed with a soul.
"Indeed!"
He was ecstatic.
He indeed didn’t have a Spiritual Beast Soul on hand, but he did have human souls, especially with his unique constitution coupled with Evil Cultivator’s magic specialized for soul refinent, like Wen Juan’s soul within the Soul Summoning Banner, had been wholly refined.
Wu Fangsheng’s soul was still not completely refined, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves within the Soul Summoning Banner, seemingly retaining a shred of consciousness, so he wasn’t in a hurry to let it out.
Injecting a substantial amount of Spiritual Energy into the paper figure, the youth then shook the bell.
Ding Ling Ling—
The next mont, the paper figure began to move according to his will, circling the entire room and then stopping in front of the bookshelf. Its body rose, then with paper hands, it picked up a purple-covered book and floated directly towards the youth.
"Good, good, good, it worked, it worked!"
He almost laughed out loud.
Receiving the Purple Book, Jiang Feng imdiately reached out and pinched the paper figure in front of him, finding that although it was made of Xuan paper, it felt incredibly hard and similar to a human body when pinched, which was a result of Jiang Feng’s own Spiritual Energy.
For example, the paper tiger previously thrown out by Wu Fangsheng was like this—despite being smaller than the size of a leg, in a fight, that paper tiger could actually break a tree as thick as a man, and its body’s strength naturally correlated with the controller’s cultivation.
However, this was already sufficient because Jiang Feng felt that the paper figure had at least the cultivation of the third or fourth level of Qi Refinent. After all, when Wu Wenjuan was killed by his fiancee, she was rely at the fifth level of Qi Refinent.
"Try using a Spell."
He continued to shake the bell, but Jiang Feng didn’t feel disappointed in the slightest. The soul with a vessel began to instinctively use its Spell, and although it was only the lowest-level Overflow Water Technique, it was still usable.
This undoubtedly filled him with joy. If judged by this strength, the most powerful soul in his possession was Wu Fangsheng’s, who was a top-grade Foundation Establishnt and had attempted Core Formation thrice, only to fail in Solidifying the Pill.
If his soul was completely refined and then attached to the Paperman, conservatively speaking, could it reach the standard of Foundation Establishnt?
With this, his strength could be said to have increased significantly, especially since such spells that are hard to notice possess enough surprise attack effect.
As he was amusing himself, Jiang Feng didn’t notice the commotion outside the door. The study door was slowly pushed open, and soone walked all the way to a spot only five or six ters away from the young man before stopping.
When Jiang Feng realized soone was coming, he found that the Paperman on the desk had instinctively pounced towards the intruder!
"Wait..."
He subconsciously grabbed the bell, but it was still a step too late.
Crack—
A casual slap.
It was identical to the move she made early in the evening three days ago; sohow, he found that his cheap junior sister liked to slap others quite a bit.
Whether it was hitting a woman on the first floor, slapping the silver crown flying in front of her, or now, it was always the sa.
The poor Paperman was directly slapped into pieces in mid-air, but the beautiful woman’s face showed no irritation, rather a touch of surprise. After shredding the Paperman with her slap, she began to restrain her power and directly grabbed the sowhat illusory figure.
She threw it at Jiang Feng and directly into the Soul Summoning Banner.
Her control of strength and timing was not sothing Jiang Feng could compare with.
"It seems that senior brother has gained quite a bit in the past few days; I didn’t expect the ultimate skill of the Fan Yin Sect to be learned by senior brother."
"What the Fan Yin Sect relies on is nothing more than that Demon King longevity tiger, by our standards, it’s at least at the level of a Human Nascent Soul, and most of their sect mbers are skilled in this ultimate craft of folding paper into beasts, which is quite convenient for mundane tasks."
"Senior brother doesn’t have a Spiritual Beast Soul, but I didn’t expect senior brother to directly substitute it with a Human Soul. Although it may draw so criticism, it can still bring out the power of this ultimate skill."
"Paired with the senior brother’s Soul Summoning Bell and Soul Summoning Banner, it’s just right, but the souls are slightly weak."
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing that signature polite smile.
However, this smile, compared to when they first t, was clearly more sincere. It was obvious that after Jiang Feng carried her all night to bring her back, she felt sowhat grateful, but then she rembered that he was the culprit.
The gratitude vanished; they were even, with no one to bla.
"I still have Wu Fangsheng’s soul, which should be sufficient."
He raised his eyebrows, carefully observing the woman in front of him. She still dressed flamboyantly, with her ombre green skirt looking delicate and elegant, adorned with petals of various colors.
Especially that face, although it looked like she was newly recovered from a serious illness, he noticed that today Yu Ying had applied makeup. Her vermilion lips were particularly enticing, including the subtle blush at the corners of her eyes, naturally exhibiting the charm of a mature woman.
"Feeling a bit better today?"
"Mmm, I can get out of bed now, but to recover to the level where I can suppress those little devils in the city, I’m afraid it will take half a month."
She took the initiative to move a few steps closer, glanced at the books on the desk, then took in the situation of the entire study. Satisfaction showed in her eyes—it was evident that these past three days Jiang Feng had stayed in the study to delve into his research without rest.
However, when she looked at the book Jiang Feng was holding in his hand, her expression suddenly froze, and for a mont, it turned a bit odd.
"Senior brother, are you interested in this?"
"What."
He was confused by the question; he was still imrsed in the subtleties of the Soul Carrying spell and had no idea what she was referring to.
The beautiful woman simply curved her finger, pointing at the purple book in the young man’s hand.
He looked down.
On the book was emblazoned a few large characters.
[Pig Breeding and Mating]
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