Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Demonic Subduing Eighteen Palms_1
Seeing Qin Feng as lively as a dragon and animated as a tiger, not at all appearing tired.
Master Zhikong was shocked.
In disbelief, he asked, "Aren’t you tired?"
"Tired? Not at all! Release all the remaining souls and let me have a go at them all at once!"
"Good lad, I’ll see if I don’t tire you out today!"
Master Zhikong continued to strike.
"Dong!"
"Dong Dong!"
...
The number of residual souls coming at them kept increasing.
As the residual souls gathered crazily, Wen Wenjing’s body began to grow in proportion, quickly turning into a ten-meter-tall giant.
Qin Feng squatted down, steadied his stance, and his palms began to move fluidly through the air.
Suddenly, he struck out with both palms.
Moo!
Accompanied by a deafening dragon’s roar, two Golden Dragons surged forward, hurtling towards Wen Wenjing.
With his palms striking left and right, the two Golden Dragons coiled around Wen Wenjing, gnawing at her with their golden-toothed maws, biting left and right.
One by one, the residual souls were devoured by the two Golden Dragons.
These were the Demonic Subduing Eighteen Palms.
However, Qin Feng was merely a Healer now, able to execute only two of the palms, summoning just two Golden Dragons.
If he became the Immortal Doctor, he could summon eighteen Golden Dragons.
By that time, the Demonic Subduing Eighteen Palms would hold the power to move mountains and fill seas.
Qin Feng’s Twin Dragons to the Sea technique had Wen Wenjing collapsing to the ground, unable to stand up again.
After devouring hundreds of thousands of residual souls, the two Golden Dragons flew back, returning into Qin Feng’s body.
These two Golden Dragons were transformations of the Xuanhuang Qi in his Dantian.
Having eaten hundreds of thousands of residual souls, the Xuanhuang Qi within Qin Feng’s body had strengthened a level.
Crack!
The Muyu in Master Zhikong’s hand split open.
After breaking into two, it clanged to the ground.
Having lost the first round, Master Zhikong quickly hid inside a small cave.
He had to sit in meditation and chant mantras there, preparing the second move.
What had just happened was truly astounding.
It had shocked everyone present into a frozen silence.
Song Sisi was the first to snap back to reality, gushing over Qin Feng like a lovestruck fan, "Little Fengfeng, you’re so amazing!"
Xue Xiaochan took over the conversation with a disdainful face, saying, "Amazing my ass, just a little trick."
After expressing her disdain, Xue Xiaochan pointed at the eight hundred laborers, reminding Qin Feng.
"Not a single one of them has been rescued yet, so don’t get too cocky."
"Why do you always describe me as a dog?"
"Because you are a dog, a mangy dog! A stinky dog!"
"Am I a bootlicker too?" Qin Feng retorted.
"Bootlicker? Why don’t you try bootlicking someone, hmm? You always piss me off, never obeying. I tell you to go east, and you go west, not giving a damn about my orders! If you were really a bootlicker, that would be a relief."
Xue Xiaochan reprimanded Qin Feng thoroughly.
Qin Feng leaned close to Xue Xiaochan’s ear and said with a mischievous tone, "If you want me to be a bootlicker, that’s for nighttime activities!"
"Get lost! You shameless brat!"
Xue Xiaochan’s pretty face turned beet red with teasing.
Damned thing, saying such shameless words in front of so many people?
To teach Qin Feng a lesson, Xue Xiaochan pinched his waist hard.
And then, reprimanded, "Hurry up and save them!"
Qin Feng didn’t rush to take action but said with a teasing smile, "I’ve changed my mind; I won’t save these eight hundred laborers. After Master Zhikong kills them all, I’ll collect their souls. I’ve found that after collecting those tens of thousands of residual souls just now, my power has significantly increased. If I can collect eight hundred more fresh souls, my power should rise even further."
These words were meant for Master Zhikong to hear.
Xue Xiaochan and Song Sisi both understood Qin Feng, knowing full well that he wouldn’t say anything nice and often talked nonsense.
What he said didn’t matter; it was his actions that counted.
Qi Hong, however, was different. Upon hearing what Qin Feng said, he exploded.
He pointed at Qin Feng’s nose, demanding loudly, "What do you mean? Did you bring us all here just to get everyone killed, so then you can collect their souls to enhance your power?"
"Even if everyone dies, it’s not my fault, but Master Zhikong’s. I’m simply using the waste, not letting it go to waste by collecting your souls to enhance my power."
"I’ll kill you!"
Qi Hong raised his pistol, aiming it at Qin Feng’s forehead.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Qin Feng moved like a specter, with a swift motion, he snatched the pistol away.
Then, he turned the gun on Qi Hong and commanded Song Sisi, "Put handcuffs on him, or else I’ll shoot him dead! If anyone dares to mess up my plans, none of you will live!"
Song Sisi hesitated for a moment.
She thought to herself, what is this guy playing at?
But she trusted Qin Feng.
So, Song Sisi took out the handcuffs.
Click!
She handcuffed Qi Hong, locking his hands behind him.
Qi Hong was stunned, looking at Song Sisi in disbelief, he asked, "Captain Song, you’re actually handcuffing me?"
"If I don’t handcuff you, Qin Feng’s going to shoot you dead."
Qin Feng then aimed the pistol at Song Sisi and ordered, "All members of the Patrol Team, put handcuffs on yourselves!"
The team members were all dumbfounded, their gazes collectively turning to Song Sisi.
"Everyone, put on the handcuffs!"
After saying this, Song Sisi handcuffed herself first.
The other members followed suit, securing handcuffs on their own wrists.
Now, apart from Xue Xiaochan, everyone was handcuffed.
Xiaochan was dumbfounded by Qin Feng’s actions.
She glared at him, asking, "What are you doing?"
"Shut your mouth, or I’ll handcuff you too!"
Qin Feng was fierce, almost as if he had turned into someone else.
He wanted everyone handcuffed, to control them.
So that later when those Yin Soldiers descended, if they possessed the Patrol members, they wouldn’t draw their pistols and start shooting wildly.
People possessed by ghosts would shoot indiscriminately.
If that happened, it would be chaos, and all the team members would die.
As long as the team members didn’t shoot, it wouldn’t matter if there were eight hundred or even eight million Yin Soldiers; Qin Feng could handle them and ensure that none of the team members died.
As for being overwhelmed by Yin Soldiers and having unstable souls, that was indeed a possibility.
But Qin Feng could treat it!
After arranging for the team members, Qin Feng shouted to Master Zhikong.
"I’ve handcuffed everyone for you; now you can go ahead, kill those eight hundred laborers and all these Patrol members."
"What about that woman, why didn’t you handcuff her?"
"Because she’s my wife!"
"No, it’s because she has the Heaven Yin Physique. You sneaky brat, you want to merge Yin and Yang with her! Women with the Heaven Yin Physique are rare in a thousand years; I will capture her and present her to my master!"
All of Master Zhikong’s possessions were bestowed by the Heavn Saint Dharma King.
Therefore, he was extremely loyal to the Heavn Saint Dharma King.
Any time he found a rare treasure, he would definitely present it to him.
