The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

56. The Assessment (1)

Translator: Ning LL

When Feng Xi was held up by King of the Netherworld, God of Books and God of Bad Luck finally confirmed their thoughts.

The first day since Feng Xi had started his cultivation, he hadn’t been able to sit in meditation for more than a whole day. However, after his body had been changed, his physical condition got better and better. Therefore, he wouldn’t feel tired even if he sat in meditation for one or two days.

This time it took him ten days to finish the cultivation. Besides, Feng Xi’s sitting posture had always been strange, so his legs were completely numb after ten days.

Perhaps this was the first time God of Books and God of Bad Luck saw a person getting his legs numb due to cultivation. They were stupefied for quite a while in disbelief.

If others knew about this, Feng Xi’s image wouldn’t look that brilliant anymore.

Therefore, the two Gods chose to forget about what they had just heard.

Actually, as Feng Xi was nodding, he had already found his legs not numb anymore. There seemed to be a stream of warm current flowing in his veins, which made him feel that his legs completely recovered and even got stronger. In the meantime, he was totally refreshed and full of energy.

However, Feng Xi didn’t tell the King that and still snuggled up to the latter.

His laziness met with disdain from the two Gods right away. ‘Master is so lazy. How can he rest in King of Netherworld’s arms like this!’ They thought.

“My leader, how long have I been sitting there?” Feng Xi put his arms around the King’s neck and asked that. His legs which were swinging back and forth continuously had already betrayed his true feelings, but he still didn’t realize that.

King of the Netherworld stared at him for a while and then said, “Ten days.”’

Feng Xi, with light flashing in his eyes, asked right away, “Was there anything funny happening here?”

The King said nothing.

God of Books and God of Bad Luck both wanted to answer Feng Xi but still kept their mouths shut since the King was there. Otherwise they would already list all the things that had happened to Feng Xi vigorously.

Nonetheless, there weren’t too many interesting things happening lately indeed. The only thing that had created a stir was the fluctuation of Spiritual Energy caused by Feng Xi ten day ago. Considering its large scope of influence, it was said that all the Spiritual Energy around the Palace had been drained. Although the air had been refilled with Spiritual Energy again, everyone was still concerned about this since nothing like this had ever happened in the Rest Night City. However, since no one found the cause, all the people assumed that King of the Netherworld must have been the one that caused that. After all, that was the only explanation that everyone could accept.

“Well, by the way, my leader, haven’t you said that you would let me join some hunting group after I reached the Heaven God realm? How’s my cultivation level now? Have I reached the first grade of the Heaven God realm?” Feng Xi, having suddenly remembered that, asked the King nervously.

The King had a strong sense of Deja Vu.

Then the king pondered for a while and then nodded. But he still didn’t tell Feng Xi about the latter’s real level of cultivation.

The two Gods were in great surprise and their jaws nearly dropped. Generally speaking, any cultivator should be able to check their own cultivation level. They didn’t understand why Feng Xi had to ask the King about that. Then they started to wonder… Did Feng Xi know anything about Inner Checking or the fact that he could summon that seal at any time to check his own cultivation level?

According to the complacent look on Feng Xi’s face, the two Gods realized that he did know nothing about those things. What was more, it was obvious that the King had no intention to tell Feng Xi either. In this case, they didn’t dare to say anything.

“So when can I go?” Feng Xi tried not to let himself seem so cheerful.

What he didn’t know was that no matter how much he had tried to hide his feelings, his two canine teeth which were exposed visibly already betrayed him!

“Tomorrow the Hunting Group would start a new round of assessment. I’ll let Uncle White take you there.”

Hearing the King’s brief answer, Feng Xi turned depressed again. Ever since Feng Xi had been reborn, the person he feared most was Uncle White. Letting Uncle White take him there was no different from tying his hands and feet.

Feng Xi then began to stall for as much time as he could in order not to see Uncle White. However, the next day, Uncle White’s poker face showed up in front of him anyway.