Lu Yuan lightly grabbed Lu Feng by the collar and pulled him up entirely.
Before retreating, he even casually tapped to end the video communication that had just been connected beside Lu Feng.
Lu Feng was helplessly dragged out from inside the Wind Attacking Swordsman by large hands, and just as he caught sight of starlight, sothing cold, slimy, and sticky was roughly shoved into his mouth.
Then he was gently tossed aside by the large hands, and a voice sounded directly in his ear.
"Eat this thing... Let's have a proper talk."
Lu Feng crashed heavily onto the grass beside him, the cold, slimy unknown object forcibly shoved in his mouth seed like a living creature, and before he could react, it had "slithered" into his stomach.
In a rush, Lu Feng turned over, lying on the ground, desperately trying to retch.
But despite his efforts, he could not regurgitate that thing.
He had a feeling, as if that thing was indeed alive.
After entering his body, it quickly lded into his flesh and blood, now hidden sowhere, unknown to him.
Lu Feng's face turned grim as he abandoned his efforts, slowly standing up from the ground.
Turning his head, he saw a tall figure standing not far from him, cloaked in starlight, silently watching him.
In stark contrast to the presumptive, arrogant look before the battle.
At this mont, on that youthful, handso face, was an expression of calmness and indifference unfamiliar to Lu Feng.
As if enveloped in cold grey mist, unclear and unapproachable.
"Who... exactly are you?"
Lu Yuan looked at Lu Feng for a mont, eventually heard him ask this question again.
"I am Lu Qiyuan."
Lu Yuan replied.
Lu Feng's face showed no sign of emotional fluctuation, he said stiffly: "Do you think I would believe you?"
"It's irrelevant whether you believe or not..."
Lu Yuan said indifferently: "But right now, I am Lu Qiyuan."
"Right now?"
Lu Feng instantly caught a word from Lu Yuan's speech, stared intently at him, "So before, you weren't?"
Considering he had already implanted the [Seed of Misfortune] in Lu Feng, ensuring no possible betrayal.
But given there would be quite so ti together in the future, Lu Yuan thought it over, still decided to devise a reason for Lu Feng's persuasion.
"Do you know about consciousness fusion?"
Lu Yuan began inquiring Lu Feng.
Lu Feng frowned for a mont, "Are you saying that now you are the result of Lu Qiyuan and another consciousness fusion?"
"Close enough."
Lu Yuan casually replied: "You know, the teorite incident a month ago, I passed out....
Actually, a consciousness of an alien life form accompanied that teorite.
I touched the teorite, and the alien life form's consciousness rged into my body.
This consciousness held much knowledge, causing a bit of change...."
"A bit..."
Lu Feng listened, sowhat entranced, unknowingly muttering: "You call such level of tamorphosis, a bit?..."
Lu Yuan shrugged, expressing speechlessness.
Monts later, Lu Feng quickly reacted, sowhat incredulous, querying again: "Whose consciousness could bring such a change to you?"
In hardly a month's ti, transforming a first-level Spiritual Power wastrel into a Grandmaster talent in Close Combat Domain, controlling cha to directly crush pilots as elite as his fifth-level self.
Lu Feng couldn't imagine what treasure might be stored in the consciousness Lu Qiyuan had fused, bringing about such incredible changes.
"A very remarkable person."
Lu Yuan looked up at the starry sky, his face crafted an expression of lant and admiration.
"Reached the pinnacle on a planet, astounding, gifted, beloved by everyone, adored everywhere... Alas, due to certain accidents, ah..."
Indeed, Lu Yuan's lant ca from his heart.
Yet lanting over his bygone days of glory.
Turning back, seeing Lu Feng staring intently at him.
"How do I know you fused with Lu Qiyuan's consciousness rather than becoming a fusion of Lu Qiyuan's consciousness into an alien identity?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown.
"I can't prove it, believe it or not."
Growing sowhat impatient.
Initially aiming to casually deceive Lu Feng, yet hadn't expected this guy to keep on questioning relentlessly.
Believe it or not.
"That's enough, today's matter, I don't want a third person to know besides us.
I'm heading back, you'd better co back soon too..."
Lu Yuan said lightly, turned directly, and walked away leaving Lu Feng behind.
Lu Feng stood still, watching Lu Yuan's figure until it completely disappeared into the dim forest.
Turning to look at his nearly wrecked Wind Attacker cha, glancing at the personal terminal on his wrist, his eyes flashed, ready to report what had occurred to soone.
But the mont he was about to press the dial button, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Only to see thin black lines suddenly erged over Lu Feng's face, as if so malevolent and bizarre pattern engraved on him.
A large quantity of Black Qi surged out, Lu Feng seed to be in imnse pain.
This pain wasn't physical but more like a brand from the depths of his soul.
Just as his body twisted intensely from pain, the personal terminal on his wrist quietly lit up.
A low, imposing voice emitted from the terminal.
"Lu Feng, what happened?"
Lu Feng's face contorted, eyes fixed on the terminal.
A mont later, he calmly replied.
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