C11 Doubt and Doubt

Oct. 11. Questions and doubts.

"My lord, you've misunderstood me. Miss Qin has already been tested to have a talent spiritual root. In a few days, she will become a disciple of the War Soul Academy, just like my lord.

Furthermore, Miss Qin's father is the current city lord of Floating Cloud City. Sir, please show mercy..."

Although Qin Ling was Chu Zhen's fiancee, Guu Feng was a man, so how could he stand idly by when he saw her being kidnapped?

He knew that his combat strength was far from the other party's, so he hurriedly revealed Qin Ling's identity and status. He could only hope that Ye Han would have some concerns.

Unfortunately, he did not understand Ye Han's character at all.

He also didn't know that Ye Han was a member of the War Soul Academy.

He also didn't know about the various conflicts in the War Soul Academy.

The daughter of a small city lord, not to mention the fact that her name hadn't been registered by the War Soul Academy yet. He, Ye Han, didn't need to worry about her.

When he heard that Qin Ling possessed a natural spiritual root, Ye Han's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly.

"This noble one just needs a good furnace to remove the Yin Poison in my body. This girl also has a talent spiritual root, that would be the best. The daughter of the Floating Cloud City Lord? Hmph, what does that count as?"

After saying that, Ye Han looked at Guu Feng for a while. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his face turned gloomy.

"Late at night, all of you are a man and a woman, and your clothes are untidy. What are you doing in this desolate wilderness? Could it be that it is a matter of acacia? "

"Good lad. The furnace that this sovereign has taken a liking to has actually been snatched away by you. Use your life to compensate!"

However, he didn't give Guu Feng any chance to speak.

After he finished speaking, the jade staff in his hand paused. A red light shot out from it, shooting towards Guu Feng's head.

Guu Feng's expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to summon the spiritual fog in his palm.

He knew that there was a huge difference in combat strength between him and Ye Han, so he hid the Black Tail Squirrel between the cracks of the huge rock. He really hoped that his consciousness could attach itself to the Black Tail Squirrel in a moment of crisis, and leave a chance for survival.

However, Ye Han's speed of attack far exceeded Guu Feng's imagination.

Before he could summon the spiritual fog in his palm, the red light struck his body.

"Buzz!"

A muffled sound.

Guu Feng took a few steps back. It was as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders. He could not breathe under the pressure. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and fell to his knees.

"Eh?"

Ye Han, who was looking down from above, was very surprised.

He had already noticed that Guu Feng's spiritual power cultivation was extremely weak, and he was also seriously injured. However, he still used half of his combat strength, and he showed no mercy when he attacked. He really hoped that he could kill Guu Feng in one fell swoop.

However, he never expected that the Golden Sun Scarlet Light that he had used to kill countless Strange Beast ferocious spirits in the vast wilderness would actually be resisted by Guu Feng!

One had to know that the Golden Sun Pearl on his jade staff was a famous magic treasure of Pattern Clan. Even if he only used half of the scarlet light, it was enough to refine a high rank martial artist in an instant.

"Could it be that this kid has a treasure that can suppress the power of the spirit pattern on his body?"

Ye Han sized Guu Feng up and a hint of greed flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, it was as if Guu Feng was in a giant furnace, and there was not a single part of his body that was not burned by the flames.

What was even more terrifying was that the pressure on his body was getting stronger and stronger. At the beginning, he could still barely hold on, but after a few breaths... He felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, causing his body to tremble. He spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground. He was unable to move.

The Golden Sun Scarlet Light's terrifying heat instantly refined the blood that Guu Feng scattered on the ground.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out as a Blood Mist appeared on the spot. It was even redder and brighter than the Golden Sun Scarlet Light.

What was even stranger was that this Blood Mist seemed to have a mind of its own. It devoured and merged with the scarlet light as it attacked the Golden Sun Pearl.

Ye Han's expression changed. It was already too late to put away the Golden Sun Pearl.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Mist had enveloped the Golden Sun Pearl and the spirit pattern formation attached to it. To this Blood Mist, it was like a great tonic. Not only did it quickly devour it, but it also devoured the Golden Sun Pearl. And at a speed visible to the naked eye, it's getting redder and brighter.

"Pa!"

With the sound of the jade bead shattering, the Golden Sun Pearl released the most scarlet light. Finally, it dimmed. Upon closer inspection, the surface was covered with cracks. This precious Golden Sun Pearl had brought Ye Han countless reputations. It had been completely destroyed.

All of this was over. The Blood Mist was quickly fusing with Guu Feng's body!

Ye Han was shocked. He waved his wide sleeve and a wisp of Blood Mist that had yet to enter Guu Feng's body was swept up. He used his spiritual power to wrap it up and drew it in front of his nose to sniff it.

"How is this possible?"

The blood of a mere Martial Disciple actually contained a power that even he, a Martial Artist Peak, would not be able to reach when he was about to step into the Awakening Stage Realm!

What was the background of this kid?

Could it be that he had Pattern Saint's bloodline?

Ye Han was stunned by his own guess.

However, there had only been one Ling Pattern Saint in the Great Vast World.

Moreover, Ling Pattern Saint had fallen thirty years ago under the siege of a hundred God Transforming Experts.

His only grandson was now imprisoned in the Spirit Capital. There were always experts from the War Soul Academy guarding him at all times. It was impossible for him to escape to this border city without being discovered.

Ye Han frowned. When he looked at Guu Feng who was lying on the ground, he had a complicated expression on his face.

Although he didn't believe that Pattern Saint's grandson could escape from the Spirit Capital, the facts in front of him made him doubt it.

Other than Pattern Saint's bloodline, which martial disciple's blood could suppress the power of the spirit pattern?

Could it be that the hostage imprisoned in the Spirit Capital's Peacock Platform was a fake person who stole the pillar? This young man in front of him was the real grandson of Pattern Saint?