Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 112 The Stone Confirmation: The Ginseng Spirit, a Gift to Snow Princess
"Hmph!" The White Corpse King angrily plunged his bronze bone spear into the reef, sending sparks flying.
"Those despicable sirens fled in panic as soon as they sensed the king was about to awaken! They didn't even have the courage to fight him head-on!"

On the distant sea, several exceptionally large sea monster corpses were slowly sinking.

On their hideous heads, without exception, there was a penetrating wound the size of a wheel, clearly indicating that they had been killed by the White Corpse King's bone spear.

"I see." Wang Feng nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, Jiuyou?" The soul fire in the Red Skull Demon Lord's eyes flickered uncertainly.

“Nine Netherworlds…” Wang Feng’s lips curled into a meaningful smile: “She’s fine, just… a little tired.”

As he spoke, Wang Feng couldn't help but reminisce about that transcendent spiritual connection.

It was a feeling far purer and more intoxicating than physical intimacy.

It was precisely through the pure spiritual power transmitted by the unique soul fusion method of the Nine Netherworld Queen that he was able to forcefully suppress the life-or-death struggle between the two angelic soul embryos and ultimately bring about this unprecedented fusion!
To his even greater surprise, this fusion also completely eliminated the hidden danger of the Emperor's Armor being corroded by death energy.

Now his angelic soul has stepped into the highest realm of seraphim!
Ten wings and twelve wings may seem to differ by only two wings, but in reality, they are worlds apart.

Even the ten-winged angels cannot escape the shackles of mortal flesh; their physical bodies still have limitations.

The realm of the twelve-winged Seraph has already transcended the mortal realm—enough to withstand forbidden spells without injury, and to fight head-on with an Emperor-level being without being at a disadvantage.

Even more so, in a sense, it has reached the supreme realm of immortality and indestructibility, and is impervious to all laws!

(It was described in the original work, but Mu Ningxue used the Frost of Another Dimension to obliterate his soul (Fourteen-Winged Fal) with a single arrow)
(Invincible under heaven, so I'll use heavenly treasures.jpg)

"You should return to Sha Yuan first." Wang Feng raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a spatial portal leading to the white tomb palace slowly unfolded in the void.

"As ordered."

The Red Skull Demon Lord and the White Corpse King bowed respectfully and stepped into the deep, dark abyss passage.

As the gate closed, the entire sea returned to silence, with only the sound of waves gently lapping against the rocks.

Wang Feng stood alone on the coastline where the setting sun was as red as blood, gazing at the sinking sun, his thoughts churning.

The fusion of the Fallen Angel and the Killing Angel allowed him to directly step into the supreme realm of the Twelve-Winged Seraph.

If the power of the remaining six patrolling angels could also be fully integrated
What level would that reach?
Dominate? Roof ridge?
Or perhaps, a higher dimension beyond our current understanding?
"Raguel, Rafar, Uriel, and Remiel have returned to the Holy City."

"I have replicated Sariel's power."

Michael's whereabouts are unknown.

"Gabriel seems to be at the Holy Academy of Ohos."

Although the Holy Academy of Ohos does not participate in the struggle between the national governments, it is not unreasonable to use it as a place for training.

Wang Feng's fingertips tapped unconsciously as a bold plan began to take shape in his mind.

...

When Wang Feng returned to the Donghai City government residence, night had already fallen.

The bright moonlight draped the coastal city in a silvery veil, and the sound of waves crashing on the shore could be faintly heard in the distance.

After standing in the courtyard for a moment, Wang Feng decided to go and see Mu Ningxue.

Since that day at the hot spring, he had never been alone with her again, which made Wang Feng feel like he was a bit of a jerk.

Arriving at Mu Ningxue's door, he gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, the door opened a crack, revealing Mu Ningxue's stunningly beautiful face.

Under the moonlight, her long, silvery-white hair shimmered with a faint glow, and a hint of surprise flashed in her icy-blue eyes when she saw Wang Feng.

"How did you come?"

Wang Feng smiled slightly: "What? You don't welcome your husband?"

Mu Ningxue's ear tips instantly turned crimson.

She first cautiously looked around the corridor, and only after confirming that no one was around did she reach out and pull Wang Feng into the room. As soon as the door closed, Wang Feng put his arm around her slender waist and pulled her down to sit on the edge of the bed.

He buried his face in Mu Ningxue's neck, his nose filled with her unique icy scent, a clear and subtle fragrance.

This movement made Mu Ningxue freeze, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

"Don't itch."

Her voice was barely audible, and her fair cheeks flushed red. She struggled symbolically for a moment, but ultimately did not actually push him away.

Wang Feng stared at the small, rosy earlobe in front of him, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

He lowered his head slightly, parted his lips slightly, and took the delicate earlobe into his mouth.

Mu Ningxue's delicate body trembled violently, and she went limp as if she had been electrocuted.

This is her most sensitive spot, and also one of Wang Feng's most familiar "weaknesses".

"Ning Xue, how is your cultivation of the third element going?"

Wang Feng loosened his grip on her earlobe, and his warm breath brushed against her reddened earlobe.

Mu Ningxue's eyes sparkled, a hint of shyness appearing in her beautiful gaze:
"Ever since...ever since I ate that, my cultivation speed has increased by leaps and bounds."

Her voice lowered: "The Summoning system has broken through to the intermediate level."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng raised an eyebrow – yet another piece of solid evidence that he was a ginseng spirit!
The image of Mochizuki Chika couldn't help but appear in my mind. During those days, she ate chicken rolls at every meal, taking her 'nourishment' to the extreme.

"Next time we meet, will he have already broken through to the Super Rank?" Wang Feng muttered to himself.

Unconsciously, his fingertips gently caressed Mu Ningxue's soft flesh.

The delicate touch suddenly reminded him of a long-forgotten treasure.

With a thought, he took out an oval-shaped ice egg from the undead space, which was crystal clear and looked like a pure sapphire. It was the Ice Holy Spirit embryo he had obtained back then.

“Ning Xue, now that your summoning ability has reached the intermediate level,” Wang Feng gently placed the ice egg in Mu Ning Xue’s palm, “I’ll give this to you as your contracted beast.”

Mu Ningxue held the strange ice egg in her hands, her fingertips able to feel a faint yet pure life force within it: "This is...?"

“The embryo of the Ice Elemental Holy Spirit.” Wang Feng’s fingertip lightly tapped the eggshell, stirring up a circle of ice-blue ripples: “It is still alive, but it lacks the energy to hatch. As long as a contract is formed, it will hatch soon.”

"An Ice Elemental Saint?!" Mu Ningxue's usually cold voice rose a few decibels.

Ordinary ice elemental life forms are already rare and hard to come by, let alone supreme beings like elemental holy spirits!
Such a treasure usually only exists in the legendary Tower of a Thousand Races of Elves, but unexpectedly Wang Feng gave it to her so casually!

"Let's conclude a contract first."

Wang Feng took out a summoning star map book that shimmered with starlight from his spatial ring and gently placed it in Mu Ningxue's hand.

Mu Ningxue took a deep breath, without the slightest affectation.

Her slender fingers unfurled the ancient pages, and as her fingertips danced, a moon-white star map of contracts slowly unfolded in the void.

As the starlight shifted, her spiritual imprint perfectly aligned with the Ice Elemental Holy Spirit, and the contract was formed naturally.

"It's a success." Mu Ningxue's lips curled up slightly.

Seeing this, Wang Feng's lips curled into a meaningful smile, and his slender fingers gently brushed through her long, silvery-white hair.

"Ning Xue, it's getting late, we should start our 'cultivation' now~"

The blush that had just faded from Mu Ningxue's face instantly returned, and even the tips of her ears turned crimson.

Um.
A gentle night breeze stirred, causing the gauze curtains to sway slightly, completely concealing the enchanting atmosphere of the room.

Only the ice egg on the bedside table emitted a faint glow in the darkness, as if witnessing this special 'cultivation'.

(End of this chapter)