Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 730: Chapter 544: Duck Egg and Ginseng Baby_2

From First to Ninth Grade in Martial Arts, every grade requires opening twelve meridians.

Ninth Grade Martial Arts means you’ve cleared a hundred and eight meridians. At that point, your surging Blood Qi and Spiritual Qi let you carve out a Pocket World within yourself and become a King.

Ye Xing broke into the Lingyun Realm not long ago, and now he’s speeding toward late-stage already. The speed is downright unbelievable.

Of course, the credit mainly goes to He Jun.

Without her, even someone as gifted as Yun Kai would’ve had to cultivate step by step.

That’s why they dared to join the King Becoming Project.

"I’ve opened three meridians too, I’m now at mid-stage Lingyun."

Yun Tianqi said with a smile. He’s also one of the All-Stars, though his strength is a bit behind Ye Xing’s—but he’s pretty satisfied.

Plus, honestly, mid-stage and late-stage Lingyun aren’t that different for combat. Mainly you just get a bit more Spiritual Power, and recover faster.

Among these people, the Gongshan siblings are the weakest, so their improvement rate is the fastest.

Before joining the Avengers Alliance, Gongshan was just a Ninth Rank Body Cultivator, not even an actual Martial Artist, and now he’s opened 27 meridians, which makes him a Third Grade Martial Artist.

And that’s only taken about ten days.

If his physical strength was higher, he might be Fourth Grade already.

Now, killing Eighth Grade Demon Beasts and Alien Race, the power feedback from sacrificial rituals is a mere drop in the bucket for Lin Feng and the rest. But for the Gongshan siblings, it’s huge.

As for Gong Xiaoxiao, ever since she fused with the Infant Spirit, her body changed, her strength jumped up even faster. How strong she is exactly, Gongshan doesn’t actually know—and doesn’t really care.

What he truly cares about is that his sister’s consciousness seems to have come back a little; her sleep time has shrunk by a whole hour each day.

All along the way, except for eating, sleeping, and bathroom breaks, Gongshan’s been carrying his sister constantly. He uses cloth strips to bind them together. They never join battles, never contribute any real value, always need someone else to protect them. This makes Gongshan uneasy, so he volunteers for all the chores, afraid of making others unhappy.

As everyone’s power increases, so do their spirits.

"Ye Qiu, Dark Night Star Mist." Lin Feng called out to Ye Qiu.

"Mm."

Ye Qiu responded, walked out of the cave, and a pitch-black, profound mist began to swirl off him. Soon, the darkness blanketed the entrance, hiding everyone inside from view.

Lin Feng looked at Yue Mingming, who nodded in understanding.

With Soul Power rippling, Yue Mingming with Demon Possession didn’t change much on the surface. But his form got a bit shadowy, almost ethereal. He looked only two or three meters away, yet gave the vibe of being impossibly far, utterly unreachable.

The space in front of him began to ripple and distort, and then an irregular crack suddenly appeared, quickly spreading open. An eerie, chaotic, bone-chilling aura roared out from within the Space Gate.

"Roar! Roar!"

A familiar sound rang out, then came a round, bulging belly, and after that, the big, chunky Tummy Bag Beast waddled through.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng! You finally summoned us!" Duck Egg popped out of the beast’s pouch, giddy with excitement.

Hong Yi also poked her head out, while Duck Egg was actually standing on top of her.

"Where are we?"

Duck Egg piped curiously, "Is this a cave? What’re you all doing here? What’s in those bags—they smell delicious! Are they snacks for us?"

Compared to Duck Egg chattering away the moment she showed up, Hong Yi was much quieter—she just waved and smiled at everyone in greeting.

"Eat, eat, eat. You’re already so chubby and still whining about food."

Dong Yunan said with a look of disgust, though there was clear amusement in her tone.

"Hmph, stuck in a room all day—what else is there to do but eat?"

Duck Egg huffed, snapping back.

Now, she’s not the timid little thing she used to be—not scared of the gang anymore—and she ignored Dong Yunan’s attempts to rile her up, flapping her wings to fly over to one of the bags and trying to open it.

But the bag was tied way too tight. She didn’t have the strength, so she called out, "Lin Feng, Lin Feng! Come help me out!"

"Alright."

Lin Feng gave up and just opened the bag himself, plucking out a purple fruit the size of a ping pong ball and handing it to Ya Dan.

"Smells so good!"

Duck Egg’s eyes lit right up. To a Little Elf, no delicacy beats a Spirit Fruit.

She couldn’t wait to chomp down, squinting her eyes in bliss.

The Ginseng Baby had its foot tied with rope, the other end in Yun Tianqi’s hand. Head up, it watched Duck Egg with jealousy—not for the fruit (those it gets every meal and is already bored of),

but for Duck Egg’s freedom, and her friends.

Envying how she’s so fearless with the humans around her—and they really like her.

Ginseng Baby’s never had that pampered feeling.

Everyone who sees it just wants to eat it.

"That’s delicious! Lin Feng, where did you find food like this?"

Duck Egg asked excitedly.

She’d already spotted a dozen or so big and small bags all around.

"You eat too—it’s good for your strength and your body."

Lin Feng handed a Spirit Fruit to Hong Yi. No way the Tummy Bag Beast would miss out.

Seeing Duck Egg munching away, savoring every bite, the foodie beast was practically drooling to join in.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Tummy Bag Beast let out a few roars.

"No more eating! Do you even know how much one costs?"

Lin Feng smacked the beast’s belly, scolding it.

Each fruit is worth over a million, and you gobble them like popcorn, going through two in a flash. How many do you think you can eat?

"Roar, roar, roar..."

The beast roared again.

"Du says if you won’t feed it, it won’t help anymore—and you don’t get to use its pouch for storage."

Duck Egg, official translator, online.

Getting threatened now?

By a foodie beast, seriously?

Lin Feng wasn’t having it: "Tell it that no food means no help, and it can lose weight instead!"

Translator Duck Egg passed Lin Feng’s message along to the beast.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The beast whined unhappily but soon caved. It demanded at least one Spirit Fruit every three days—that’s the bare minimum. If not, it quits.

Lin Feng just glanced at Yue Mingming, not even arguing.

Yue Mingming looked worried.

He couldn’t figure out how he’d contracted such a foodie.

"What’s that?"

Duck Egg had finally finished off her fruit and now noticed the Ginseng Baby, tied at the right foot. The sweet fragrance wafting off Ginseng Baby almost made her drool.

"Smells so good, I wanna eat it!"

Duck Egg fluttered toward Ginseng Baby.

Ginseng Baby is super sensitive about "eating," and seeing Duck Egg and the Tummy Bag Beast gobbling away just made it shake with fear. Its chubby body actually trembled.

It’s basically the same as a Spirit Fruit at its core.

The only difference is that it’s tastier and more nourishing.

Lin Feng was amused by the scene, stayed silent and just watched.

"Waaah waaah waaah."

When the drooling Duck Egg floated up, Ginseng Baby flailed its tiny hands, face terrified and angry, making wah-wah noises as if it wanted to scare Duck Egg away.

"You actually talk?"

Duck Egg was stunned. She never imagined this tasty treat could speak.

But what made her mad was that this delicious snack was brave enough to threaten her.

"Little twerp, you’ve got guts, thinking you can threaten Princess Ya Dan!"

Duck Egg huffed indignantly. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

She smacked Ginseng Doll right on top of its head.

The Ginseng Baby always quivers in fear facing Lin Feng and crew, but seeing Duck Egg—even though she’s smaller—didn’t actually scare it much. It kept calling "waaah waaah waaah" while trying to grab Duck Egg with its tiny arms, but Duck Egg dodged nimbly.

"Dummy, you think you can catch me?"

Duck Egg fluttered triumphantly, full of herself.

"Waaah waaah waaaah...."

Ginseng Baby grew angry and aggrieved, its eyes started to water.

"Heh, so you’re a crybaby too. Even if you weren’t tied up, you’d never catch me."

Duck Egg cackled, but seeing Ginseng Baby start to cry, she seemed to feel a bit sorry and didn’t bully it further.

"Waaah waaah waaah."

Ginseng Baby sobbed while shouting in protest.

"Duck Egg, ask Ginseng Baby what the flower on its head does."

Lin Feng said to Duck Egg. Clearly she could understand everything Ginseng Baby said, and even chat normally with it.

A moment later, Duck Egg replied, "It says you can eat it, but doesn’t know what it does. Never tried it before."

"Alright then."

Lin Feng was a little helpless.

Guess we’ll have to figure it out later.