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Qin Feng frowned upon hearing this.

He suddenly remembered something, and his expression immediately became much more serious.

"Bubu, you continue. Together with Yan Ji, kill all these river-crossing demons. But be careful, watch out for the sea monster's emperor!" Qin Feng said.

"I understand, Qin Feng, you be careful too!" Ibu nodded and said.

Qin Feng then took Ding Yumin and sped towards the location of the incident.

……

At the mouth of the Jiangming River, the night was as dark as ink, and the river water shimmered with a faint light under the dim moonlight.

As soon as Qin Feng reached the riverbank, he heard a strange sound coming from the river.

Suddenly, the river surface churned, and a huge, thousand-year-old camphor tree rose abruptly from the water.

The camphor tree's trunk was twisted and deformed, and a lizard-like head had sprouted from its crown, making it look ferocious and terrifying.

It was chasing after a wind magic teacher dressed in a blue robe, its gaping maw wide open.

"Summoning creatures?" Qin Feng frowned.

Qin Feng raised his right hand, and an invisible spatial force condensed in his palm.

As he clenched his fist, the massive, thousand-year-old camphor tree seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, instantly compressed into a camphor ball the size of a thumb.

Upon seeing this, the wind-element teacher breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, look over there!" Ding Yumin's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with urgency.

Qin Feng looked in the direction she pointed and saw an old professor with white hair standing on the riverbank.

However, his condition was chilling—a strange, tentacle-like object was wrapped around his neck, with tiny, needle-like fleshy tendrils embedded deep into the old professor's neck.

The old professor's face was as pale as paper, his eyes empty and lifeless, like a corpse that had long since lost its life.

"He's already dead. Is that thing... controlled by the undead?" Qin Feng said in a low voice.

He was almost certain that the old professor in front of him had been dead for a long time and was being controlled by some evil force.

"Hmm, but what controls him..."

Ding Yumin hesitated, then suddenly turned her gaze to the distant signal tower.

Her pupils contracted slightly, as if she had discovered something even more terrifying.

Qin Feng followed her gaze and saw that the steel signal tower was covered with a dense array of hollow structures, and at this moment, these hollows were filled with tentacles coated with wax.

The tentacles wriggled and intertwined like living things, eventually converging at the center of the tower. The source of the tentacles was a woman, her entire body ice-blue, resembling a wax figure.

Her body was covered in greasy, bright scales, and her long, seaweed-like hair curled like worms and fell over her shoulders.

From afar, she appeared to be wearing a fluffy princess dress, but upon closer inspection, her face was chilling—distorted and ugly, radiating a nauseatingly evil aura.

"Ding Yumin, quickly find a way to remove Professor Zhou's heart curse!" Dean Fu's voice suddenly came, carrying a hint of fatigue and anxiety.

He stood not far away, looking haggard, clearly having endured a long period of torment.

Qin Feng glanced at Dean Fu and already understood.

"Qin Feng," Ding Yumin called out softly.

He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Leave it to me, Dean Fu. I'm sorry to trouble you for now."

After saying that, Qin Feng pointed his finger, and a bolt of dark black lightning flashed past, piercing directly into Dean Fu's heart.

Ding Yumin's gaze became blank, and she opened her mouth, clearly not understanding why Qin Feng would kill Dean Fu.

Before Ding Yumin could speak, Qin Feng transformed into a blur and instantly killed the 'survivors' here.

They instantly teleported to the signal tower.

"Your interesting abilities will surely pique the interest of the research team!"

After saying that, Qin Feng inserted his bare hand into its body and pulled out a dark blue gem.

Before the demon in the ravine could figure out why this human could so ruthlessly kill his own companion, he met his end.

After storing the corpse of the demon from the Demon Valley into the spatial rift, Qin Feng returned to Ding Yumin's side.

"Why...why?" Ding Yumin's voice was choked with sobs, as if she couldn't accept what was happening before her eyes.

Qin Feng looked at her calmly and said indifferently, "Don't cry. Actually, the people here have been dead for a long time. It was all a play directed and acted by the demons and ghosts of the Demon Valley."

"Died...died long ago?" Ding Yumin raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and shock, as if she could not understand Qin Feng's words.

"Yes, you can tell by looking at their blood." Qin Feng pointed to the "murdered" people on the ground, his tone completely calm.

Upon hearing this, Ding Yumin suppressed her grief and looked down at the corpses lying on the ground.

Their blood was neither bright red nor dark red, but a bewitching blue.

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"this……"

Ding Yumin's small mouth opened slightly, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. The tears slid down her fair cheeks like pearls and dripped to the ground.

Her hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Qin Feng looked at her, his expression still calm, but his tone held a deeper meaning:

"Actually, it's not that they can't be resurrected, since their bodies are still intact."

"Resurrected...? Really?"

Ding Yumin suddenly looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

She excitedly grabbed Qin Feng's arm, as if she had grasped the last straw.

Qin Feng nodded, but then changed the subject: "However, resurrection comes at a price. Unless…"

"Unless what?" Ding Yumin asked eagerly, her eyes filled with anticipation and unease.

Qin Feng's gaze fell on her, and he slowly said, "Unless you sell yourself to me, the price is not worth it for me."

"Me...me?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Yumin trembled slightly and subconsciously took two steps back.

Her face flushed red and then turned pale, clearly indicating that she was going through a fierce internal struggle.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing with hesitation, shyness, and even a hint of fear.

After a moment of silence, Ding Yumin took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

She raised her head, looking at Qin Feng with unwavering determination. Her voice was soft, but carried an undeniable resolve:

"Please, please save Dean Fu, Professor Qiu, and the others... I'm willing to follow you, and I'll never regret it!"

"You won't regret this decision." Qin Feng's lips curled up slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he stomped his foot, and the ground shook violently.

As he moved, a huge, ancient portal slowly rose from the ground.

The portal was made of jet-black stone, its surface covered with intricate runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

"Come out, Phoenix King!" Qin Feng whispered, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

The next second, the dimensional gate suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and a blazing flame shot out from the gate.

With a clear and melodious cry, a giant phoenix flew out of the portal.

Its feathers shone like burning flames, radiating a blazing light; when its wings were spread, they seemed capable of blotting out the entire sky. (End of Chapter)