Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 209 The Evil Sword
"Eat, eat."

Yue Mingming took out two Qi and Blood Pills from his pocket and threw them at the tentacle monster. The somewhat adorable tentacle monster quickly opened its big mouth, swallowed them in one gulp, chewed them vigorously, and squinted its big blue eyes, seemingly enjoying it.

Dong Yuna felt a surge of affection for him seeing his adorable, innocent appearance.

"So cute!"

Although she knew the tentacle monster was dangerous, she still cautiously stepped forward and reached out to touch its big head.

"Roar…"

The tentacle monster was clearly wary of Dong Yuna's approach, waving its tentacles and letting out a deep roar, as if warning her, which frightened her into retreating quickly.

"Don't be afraid, this is your master's teammate."

Yue Mingming quickly tried to calm the summoned beast down.

Monsters are inherently hostile to humans. Even though the tentacle monster has signed a contract with Yue Mingming and become his summoned beast, it doesn't mean that Yue Mingming can control it to do anything.

The contract he signed with the tentacle monster was merely an equal contract, which had a certain binding force. However, if the summoned beast encountered mortal danger, it could still escape or even turn against its master.

It is affectionate and obedient to its owner, but retains its animalistic nature towards others.

If Yue Mingming hadn't been there to control and calm him down, Dong Yunan's rash approach would likely have already led to an attack.

Under Yue Mingming's soothing words, the tentacle monster's emotions stabilized considerably, but it remained on guard until Dong Yunan tried feeding it a Qi and Blood Pill. Only then did it close its eyes again and hum contentedly.

For demonic beasts, Qi and Blood Pills are obviously a great tonic, costing 100,000 per pill. Three pills were fed to them in a short time. Even summoners wouldn't dare to be so generous.

"This little glutton," Dong Yunan said with a laugh.

With food, the tentacle monster was less resistant to her. After consuming three Qi and Blood Pills, the tentacle monster was clearly full and became even more affectionate towards Yue Mingming.

"Let's go back."

Yue Mingming patted the tentacle monster's big head, summoning it back to the Divine Martial Continent.

Summoned beasts can stay by the summoner's side for a long time.

Some summoners, even those who are not very strong, will have one or two summoned beasts by their side for protection, but this will continuously consume their soul power.

Every so often, you need to replenish your soul power.

Furthermore, a creature as large as a tentacle monster is very inconvenient to carry, and food is also a big problem. Yue Mingming can't afford to feed it Qi and Blood Pills every day.

"How much soul power do you consume? How many summoned beasts can you summon at the same time?" Lin Feng asked Yue Mingming.

Yu Qiao was clearly taken aback when Lin Feng asked that question.

Space spirits have a relatively slow growth rate.

In his opinion, Yue Mingming's natal demon spirit, although he didn't know what it was, could only grow to the third or fourth level at most.

It will absolutely not exceed the fifth rank.

The tentacle monster, however, is a genuine fifth-tier demon beast.

For a normal summoner, being able to summon a beast that exceeds their own level is already quite difficult; such a feat would make them a genius among summoners.

For someone of Yue Mingming's age to be able to summon two summoned beasts at the same time is probably a rare feat even among summoners.

Yu Qiao had no idea that Yue Mingming was no ordinary summoner; he was a prodigy capable of connecting to other worlds.

"If I absorb Jiao Ming's soul skill, I can summon another one."

Yue Mingming gave an affirmative answer.

Lin Feng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Although Yue Mingming's natal demon spirit has grown to the third tier, it has just absorbed its first soul skill and will need some time before it can absorb its second soul skill.

"It really can!"

Yu Qiao looked at Yue Mingming, deeply shocked.

Yue Mingming, who became a summoner, made up for the team's only weakness. The first summon, the Tentacle Monster, surprised everyone.

The tentacle monster can not only attack but also trap enemies, and it can also release poisonous smoke and terrifying toxins. Nobody wants to encounter it.

Furthermore, this is only Yue Mingming's first summoned beast.

The National College Glory League is divided into preliminary and semi-final rounds, and Yue Mingming still has time to choose other summoned beasts.

Of course, the number of contracts that can be signed is not unlimited. With Yue Mingming's strength, he can only sign contracts with a maximum of two demonic beasts.

If another troublesome monster like the Tentacle Monster were to appear, Yue Mingming would definitely become a headache for all the teams.

He will also be the Red Cloud team's secret weapon.

At this point, their team seemed to truly have the strength to win the championship.

champion!

Yu Qiao originally never dared to imagine this.

Keep in mind that Lin Feng and his two companions were only about to start their junior year of college.

Although Xie Dajiang was arrogant, what he said was not wrong. The reason why Lin Feng's team was able to win was largely due to the information asymmetry.

If he hadn't informed the Red Cloud team of their main lineup's soul skills and fighting style, the outcome of this match would have been uncertain.

Yu Qiao expected that getting second place would be enough.

He joined Lin Feng's team only for resources and to demonstrate his abilities.

In order to join an S-level club after graduation and officially enter the Glory Professional League.

Undeniably, some people aspire to become glamorous superstars, but many more are simply after resources and soul skills.

Even joining the Glory Professional League was to quickly improve one's strength and shorten the time it takes to become a top player.

There are also age and skill restrictions for professional players in the league.

Before the age of thirty, anyone below the eighth-rank Grandmaster must retire; otherwise, they cannot make a living from it for a lifetime.

"If we can win the championship, we will be rewarded with a spirit with a diamond soul skill. Even if we are the runner-up, we will still get a spirit with a purple-gold soul skill."

The third-place winner, a spirit with only a gold-level soul skill, will have a chance to participate in the world championship if they perform well.

Purple-gold soul skills are far more expensive than gold soul skills, with a value difference of ten times.

Thinking about the rewards and resources of the World Championship, Yu Qiao felt a surge of excitement.

I was initially heartbroken about losing two demon spirits with golden soul skills, but now it seems it was all worth it.

"Okay, it's time to go."

Seeing the tentacle monster disappear, Lin Feng walked out of the training hall. Outside the training hall, there were quite a few people who had clearly gathered there on purpose, waiting outside the gate.

Seeing Lin Feng and his group of five emerge from the door, their eyes were filled with fervor and envy.

Outside the door, the three young substitutes from the Red Cloud team exchanged glances, somewhat helpless.

These days, they have cooperated with the main lineup, but they seem to be excluded from the five players and can never integrate.

Having learned their lesson from Yang Ningbing and the other four, as well as Xie Dajiang, they dared not say anything more.

Fortunately, the necessary resources will not be lacking.

"Dean Bu has already notified everyone that they have received their spiritual artifacts and will depart promptly at 2 PM."

"This was said by Zhang Xuan, one of the three substitutes."

Lin Feng nodded.

Hongyun University, as a military academy, may not be as famous as the other two major hero academies, but its foundation is not much different.

As for the team's main and substitute players, they can enter the Treasure Pavilion and choose any magical artifact.

This is the resource reward that Lin Feng is most looking forward to.

At this moment, he was lacking a weapon.

Lin Feng and his group of eight walked out of the training base and headed towards the library of Hongyun University.

The treasure pavilion was located on the ninth floor of the library. When Lin Feng and his group arrived, Bu Zheng was already waiting there. Without saying a word, Bu Zheng led them into the library and onto the ninth floor amidst the envious gazes of the students.

This time, upon arriving at the ninth floor of the library, Lin Feng's strength had increased significantly, allowing him to vaguely sense the hidden dangers around him.

There was no visible formation or defense, yet it was unsettling. Not only Lin Feng, but also Yun Kai and the others felt it, and their expressions changed slightly.

"The power of space."

Yue Mingming's gaze lingered on certain spots. As a summoner, he could better sense the hidden spatial power and dangers around him.

This time, they encountered that mysterious alien race again, dressed in a jet-black cloak.

Upon the arrival of the group, he paused slightly, then looked at Lin Feng and the others. His gaze lingered on Lin Feng for a moment, and his eyes, hidden in the darkness, shone with an unusual light.

That gaze made Lin Feng feel somewhat uncomfortable.

This time, however, he had no intention of catching up with Bu Zheng. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he simply vanished into thin air.

"Spatial Soul Skill!"

Yue Mingming's eyes lit up slightly. Because of his natal demon spirit, he sensed the power of space. This was clearly the effect of a soul skill, and it was very likely a diamond soul skill!

One soul skill is enough to prove a person's strength.

Yue Mingming was very surprised; he had never heard of such a person in Hongyun.

It was his first time here, and he didn't know the identity of the mysterious person, but seeing Lin Feng and the others' attitude, he didn't ask any further questions.

Led by Bu Zheng, the group arrived at a bronze gate. Lin Feng had been here before; it was right next to the brass gate where the soul cultivation techniques were stored.

This bronze gate, three meters high and two meters wide, is exactly the same as the brass gate next to it, except for its color.

As Bu Zheng changed his hand seals, a faint glow appeared, as if a lake had appeared in front of the bronze gate. The lake surface rippled as if a dragonfly had touched the water.

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A mysterious fluctuation descended, causing the space to tremble slightly, exuding a desolate and barren feeling. The lake in front of them seemed to have been cut in half, slowly cracking open, and the bronze gate opened accordingly, with faint energy fluctuations emanating from it.

"The opportunity to enter the treasure pavilion is very rare, even for me. Each of you can choose one spiritual artifact."

There are no restrictions on the level of magical artifacts, but here's a piece of advice: don't deliberately choose high-level, powerful ones. If you can't control them, you might get injured and end up with nothing. What suits you best is the best.

"In the treasure pavilion, the color of the shelves represents their attributes. White shelves represent no attributes, while blood-red shelves represent danger and the unknown. Some of these spiritual artifacts were obtained from the Divine Martial Continent. Because they cannot unleash their full power and are dangerous, do not choose them lightly."

"You have one hour. Come out when your time is up."

As the bronze gate cracked open, wide enough for someone to enter, Bu Zheng slowly stopped his changing hand seals: "Go in."

Lin Feng was the first to enter the bronze gate, followed closely by Yun Kai. As the eight people disappeared, Bu Zheng changed his hand seals again, and the bronze gate slowly closed.

Upon entering the bronze gate, Lin Feng found himself in a closed chamber of less than 100 square meters, with softly glowing stones embedded around its walls.

In the center and around the room, there were hundreds of cylindrical shelves, each one meter high, displaying a dazzling array of magical artifacts. Each artifact was surrounded by a curtain of light.

Spiritual artifacts possess spirits; some of them can even move or attack the light barrier.

These light screens were clearly intended to imprison magical artifacts, but even though they were imprisoned, strong fluctuations still emanated from them.

These fluctuations can be strong or weak, and the strength of the fluctuations, to a certain extent, represents the power of the magical artifact.

Of course, this is not absolute; some magical artifacts that do not fluctuate in power may still be extremely powerful.

There were many magical artifacts, each with different attributes and fluctuations, but everyone's gaze subconsciously turned to one spot—the one located in the far corner.

There were rows of blood-red shelves, each displaying more than thirty magical artifacts.

Some of these magical artifacts had an ancient and simple style, while others were strange and their purpose was unknown. The energy they emitted varied in strength, but in the very center, a dark red sword attracted everyone's attention.

This sword is quite special. It is about one meter long, with a hilt that is about 25 cm long. The back of the sword is thicker and gradually thins down. The width of the sword is less than half a finger. It is not the style of an ancient longsword, but rather resembles a samurai sword. The silver-gray hilt and dark red blade are surrounded by a blood-red mist. Even though there are many chips on the blade, it is still very exquisite and beautiful, giving people a ghostly and tragic feeling.

The sword, though not the most powerful in the secret chamber, still exuded an extremely evil and bloody aura. Even though it was imprisoned within the light barrier, it still sent a chill down the spines of Yun Kai and the others.

Not only Yun Kai and the others felt uncomfortable with this evil aura, but even the other spiritual artifacts on the blood-red shelf avoided it, as if they wanted to stay away from the red sword.

"This breath?"

Yue Mingming couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng.

This evil, bloody aura was very familiar to him; he had experienced it just now, so he was more composed than the others.

This aura was similar to Lin Feng's bloodline power, but it was far less evil and bloody.

The moment the sword appeared, Lin Feng had a sense of déjà vu, and a desire surged within him, or rather, a desire manifested by his nightmare.

Within Lin Feng's body, Nightmare behaved unusually restless, a feeling similar to when he first entered the Demon Blood Pool.

"The sword of the Extraordinary Ones?"

Lin Feng thought to himself as he walked toward the blood-red shelf. Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Lin Feng's right hand passed through the light barrier and gently grasped the sword hilt.

Then, I pulled it out.

As the red sword left the light screen, an extremely evil and bloody aura enveloped the entire secret chamber. Within this aura, there was a feeling of dizziness and nausea, and the blood and qi within the body churned.

As soon as they left the light screen, the red sword emitted a strange cry that sent shivers down their spines.

It struggled violently in Lin Feng's right hand, as if trying to break free from Lin Feng's control. In the end, it actually managed to forcibly control Lin Feng's right hand, and the sword tip was aimed at Lin Feng's right eye, and it stabbed fiercely.

(End of this chapter)