Chapter 354 - 233: Weak Spatial Affinity

Chapter 354: Chapter 233: Weak Spatial Affinity

’I don’t know what kind of evil art he practiced to have gotten this lucky break into the Inner Qi Realm, but his foundation is a complete mess—scattered and chaotic, faintly reeking of foul blood.’

’His footwork while running was choppy, so his martial skills must be terrible. How could someone like that possibly handle spatial power?’

After a moment of thought, Yu Fei focused his attention on the white gem on the man’s head. ’After mulling it over, could his ability actually come from this white talent?’

The curator reached out and took the two jade treasures, his eyes filled with greed and regret.

"Damn it! If I’d had treasures like these when I was young, I would’ve become a fucking prodigy long ago! All these rich bastards!"

Cheng Jinlong said nothing, but his expression showed he clearly agreed. They didn’t understand what made prodigy martial artists special; for the Zhang Family, this treasure was merely the icing on the cake, not a lifeline.

"Forget it. You should deliver the goods first. We can’t afford to provoke the Kong Family behind that Mr. Ma!"

he said resentfully.

"Alright! Take care, Curator. We’ll meet up in Jiangzhou!"

As he spoke, he moved to take the Vast Sea Pearl and the Void-Breaking Jade Pendant.

ZING! A deep, humming sword tone seemed to ring through the air. The sound made one’s soul tremble and limbs go weak. Then, a clear voice spoke.

"Sorry, but you’re not going anywhere."

Clad in black, Yu Fei suddenly appeared beside the two men. He turned to the side, watching Cheng Jinlong coolly while toying with the Vast Sea Pearl and Void-Breaking Jade Pendant in his hand.

In that one instant, he had snatched the two treasures. He wasn’t familiar with Cheng Jinlong’s methods, and if the man got his hands on the items and used some spatial technique to hide them, his mission would become much more difficult.

Yu Fei had wanted to see who was on the other end in Xiling City, but fearing that delays could bring complications, he decided to act immediately.

At the same time, countless rays of brilliant Sword Qi materialized around the two men, pressing in tightly against their vital points.

The curator’s legs trembled in fear. He stammered, "Who are you...? I... I’m just... just a guy who runs a private mahjong parlor. Y-You... must have... the wrong person!"

By the end, his voice was tinged with sobs.

He didn’t know Yu Fei’s background, but seeing such uncanny Sword Qi, he understood this was no ordinary person. He was most likely one of the "seven great prodigies" Cheng Jinlong had mentioned.

He knew full well that as a rat from the criminal underworld, his chances of escape after running into one of the seven great prodigies were slim, but instinct drove him to try and struggle a little.

Cheng Jinlong, or rather, Cheng YuanYu, stared as if possessed at Yu Fei, who had suddenly revealed himself.

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind. The young man before him had an even more extraordinary presence than he did in high school.

He remembered the boy from back in Tianning County—handsome and talented, a top-grade sacrifice by the Illuminati’s standards.

But now, just by standing there, he exuded an aura of absolute dominance that was enough to make anyone cower.

His features were the same, but there was no longer any trace of youthful innocence. Great power was his to command, and he possessed the resolute spirit of a killer.

Cheng YuanYu quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again. In that instant, he replayed everything that had happened in Tianning County in his mind, confirming that Yu Fei had never seen him before. Even he had only caught a distant glimpse of Yu Fei during a competition, alongside the now-deceased Mr. Qian.

’Yu Fei shouldn’t know who I am.’

While the curator was still begging for mercy, Cheng YuanYu suddenly shouted frantically.

"Sir, I want to report him! This man is an assassin from the Night Owl Mansion! He coerced me! I have a certain family skill, and he forced me to do these bad things!

"Sir, I was framed! I... I’m guilty, but thank you for saving me, sir!"

Cheng YuanYu’s words were a jumbled mess, perfectly matching the state of someone so agitated that their mouth couldn’t keep up with their brain, resulting in gibberish.

The curator was stunned. He stared blankly at Cheng Jinlong beside him. ’This bastard begged me for shelter, and I was kind enough to take him in, only for him to sell me out like this?’

Meanwhile, Cheng YuanYu was still exposing all the curator’s dirty secrets, painting himself as an innocent, coerced victim. The key was that the things he claimed the curator had ordered him to do sounded plausible enough.

The curator was speechless, his face ashen.

’Forget it,’ he thought. ’The moment that bastard revealed I was a member of the Night Owl Mansion, it was all over.’

Cheng YuanYu could feel the incomparably sharp killing intent coming from the resplendent Sword Qi before him. He remained perfectly still, relying solely on his expression and tone to put on a frantic performance. The more he spoke, the smoother his lies became, until he almost believed them himself, weeping and wailing as he exposed the curator’s evil deeds.

The truth was, he didn’t want to die!

It hadn’t been easy getting this far. He had only just saved up a few million merit points. If he could buy a few top-grade sacrifices, he might even be able to break through to the Divine Realm.

’I can’t die!’

Yu Fei watched Cheng Jinlong’s frantic performance with a cold gaze and suddenly spoke.

"Why haven’t you mentioned a single word about the blood debt you owe in Tianning County?"

’He has the foundation of an Illuminati blood sacrifice, and he recognizes me. He’s probably a remnant of that group from back then.’ Yu Fei voiced the question as a test.

Cheng YuanYu froze as if someone had cut his power. Yu Fei’s words shattered all his illusions, but he still wanted to make one last struggle.

"Sir, you must have the wrong person. My name is Cheng Jinlong..."

"You Illuminati scum, did you really think you could fool me?"

In an instant, Cheng Jinlong’s face went deathly pale. He knew he was a dead man.

From that verbal probe, Yu Fei had confirmed the man’s identity.

Furthermore, there was the foul, bloody stench from his martial foundation. After entering Shenhan, Yu Fei had looked up a lot of information and learned that due to the Illuminati’s methods of blood sacrifice and consumption, those with sharp senses could detect something was off about them.

Now, another matter piqued his curiosity: how could a piece of trash like this have mastered spatial power and even be able to use it?

His own Illusory Sword Intent had fused twice with the spatial Sword Intent characteristics left behind by Sima Hong just to gain a weak Spatial Penetration characteristic. His illusory forms had also become more solid, granting him the ability to swap positions with them.

Even so, each use consumed a massive amount of Inner Qi.

Looking at the white gem on the man’s head, Yu Fei hesitated for a long moment before deciding to use his only remaining copy attempt.

He had only managed to save up this single attempt in the time since he returned from the Abyss Battlefield and the current school break.

Yu Fei activated his marking ability. With Cheng YuanYu’s life completely in his hands, completing the copy was easy.

[Weak Spatial Affinity]

Quality: White

Description: Even the smallest nugget is still gold.

Effect: Carve out a personal space from the void with a one-foot radius.

"This is..."

Yu Fei was shocked, finding it hard to believe.

’A spatial ability? A storage space?’

’And it’s a white-tier?’

’Admittedly, the storage capacity is a little small, but the practicality of a spatial ability is undeniable. How could such a heaven-defying ability be white-tier?’

Yu Fei’s brow furrowed slightly. With a flick of his finger, he knocked the two men unconscious.

’I’ll put this ability aside for now. Time to deal with the aftermath.’

’Time to report this.’

Of course, he wouldn’t be calling the regular police. A department that managed ordinary people couldn’t handle Martial Artists. Even the local Martial Arts Administration Bureau would be useless. Since this involved the assassin organization known as the Night Owl Association, the matter had to be reported to the Security Bureau.

Yu Fei also knew that an organization like the Night Owl Association had operated in the gray areas for years and would be difficult to eradicate completely.

Martial Artists, by nature, disliked restraint. Yu Fei and his peers had been living in the ivory tower of their school, too well-protected to see the dark side of the martial world.

Conflicts of interest, grudges, and feuds were extremely common among Martial Artists for all sorts of reasons. Not everyone was willing to go to the Determination Platform to settle personal scores, which was why organizations like the Night Owl Mansion existed.

For the curator, once his identity was confirmed by the Security Bureau, he would fall into a category where he might or might not be executed. His past criminal record would be investigated; even if he survived, he would spend the rest of his life at hard labor.

As for Cheng Jinlong, that man was dead for sure.

Illuminati scum were to be killed on sight, wherever they were caught, unless there was an absolute necessity to keep them alive.

That was why Yu Fei had waited until after he copied the talent to report the incident to the Security Bureau.

He had to be cautious when spatial power was involved. Before he had successfully copied the spatial talent, he wouldn’t have killed the man. What if the guy had multiple white-tier talents? If he killed him and failed to copy the right one, Yu Fei would have regretted it to death.

Fortunately, the result wasn’t bad.

After reporting the incident to the Security Bureau on his personal terminal, he began to wait.

"Hey, boss, four milk teas. One with ice, no sugar; one half-sugar, extra ice; one..."

Uh... The door opened, and a young man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth saw the scene: the boss lying on the floor, and Yu Fei watching him quietly.

"Uhh... my bad. Wrong place..."

With that, he stumbled away in a hurry.