Beautiful CEO's Top Martial Expert-Chapter 1303 - 1301: Spiritual Armor Beast

Rumble—Rumble—!

A deafening sound suddenly tore through the air. The stele collided directly with the third-level spirit beast, unleashing an overwhelming burst of energy. Even Xiao Yifeng was forced to stagger back repeatedly by the shockwave. This immense aura was far beyond what he could endure.

The aura of the Body Refinement Realm was indeed terrifying.

Soon, as the explosive energy dissipated, the stele returned to Xiao Yifeng’s hand. The injured third-level spirit beast was sent flying, crashing to the ground while wailing in agony.

"This stele is unbelievably formidable!"

Xiao Yifeng stared at the stele, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"The power of this stele is far beyond your imagination. Alright, hurry up and seize this third-level spirit beast while you can. Now that the saber-toothed tiger has been slain, another third-level spirit beast has conveniently taken its place!"

Long Qian remarked.

Xiao Yifeng approached the injured third-level spirit beast and began to forcibly implement the Spirit Beast Pact. The spirit beast, severely injured by the stele, was powerless to resist and could only submit to becoming Xiao Yifeng’s contracted spirit beast.

As the third-level spirit beast became his contracted spirit beast, Xiao Yifeng learned its identity—it was a Spiritual Armor Beast, bearing faint traces of Emperor Beast bloodline. If allowed to grow and evolve, it could eventually mature into an Emperor Beast!

"This Spiritual Armor Beast is even stronger than the saber-toothed tiger. Not bad at all—this is truly a blessing in disguise!"

With a beaming smile, Xiao Yifeng exclaimed in excitement. The Spiritual Armor Beast, now bound by the Spirit Beast Pact, gazed at Xiao Yifeng with an obedient expression.

Soon after, Xiao Yifeng left the forbidden forest with the Spiritual Armor Beast. As he emerged from the forest’s periphery, he encountered several members of the Miao Clan.

"Mr. Xiao, you’re finally out! Quick, go inform the young lady!"

One of the Miao Clan individuals exclaimed, visibly relieved. He hurriedly addressed someone beside him, who then darted away.

"Sorry for worrying you!"

Xiao Yifeng apologized sincerely.

"It’s okay; our concerns don’t matter. It’s the young lady who’s been worried sick about you these past two days. She nearly wanted to enter the forbidden forest to search for you! But the Clan Leader stopped her, saying that it’s rumored no one ever escapes after entering the forest."

The Miao Clan member explained, and Xiao Yifeng nodded slightly.

"Brother Little Feeng!"

At that moment, Lin Feeng appeared and dashed toward Xiao Yifeng. Seeing him unscathed, she radiated excitement and immediately threw her arms around him.

"I’m sorry for worrying you, entering the forbidden forest without notifying you first."

Xiao Yifeng gently patted Lin Feeng’s shoulder and spoke.

"Brother Xiao, I thought I’d never see you again!"

Lin Feeng released him, her tear-filled eyes fixed on him.

"How could that be? I’m right here, safe and sound."

With a soft smile, Xiao Yifeng reassured her as he wiped away her tears.

"Brother Xiao, I was truly terrified of losing you!"

Lin Feeng’s eyes sparkled with emotion as she gazed at him.

"Little Feng, I... I’ve regained my memories!"

Xiao Yifeng hesitantly confessed to Lin Feeng.

In an instant, Lin Feeng’s expression changed. She forced a strained smile and replied, "Is that so? Congratulations, Brother Xiao. You..."

Her sentence trailed off without completion.

"Little Feng, do you know how to dispel the Love Flower?"

Looking at Lin Feeng, Xiao Yifeng posed the question. Despite knowing it might hurt her, he had no choice. The Love Flower’s effects had to be neutralized, or he’d remain incapable of holding thoughts of his other women. He’d rather face death than endure such torment.

"Brother Little Feeng, removing the Love Flower is extremely difficult. I’ll visit the Miao Clan shrine and search for ancient texts to see if there’s a solution for you."

Lin Feeng offered, her gaze unwavering as she addressed him.

"Little Feng, thank you!"

Xiao Yifeng expressed his gratitude, looking at her appreciatively.

"Don’t mention it!"

Lin Feeng forced a smile and shook her head, a flicker of despondency passing through her eyes.

"By the way, Brother Little Feeng, what’s that? A spirit beast?"

Suddenly noticing the Spiritual Armor Beast beside Xiao Yifeng, Lin Feeng couldn’t help but inquire.

"This is my contracted spirit beast, the Spiritual Armor Beast!"

Xiao Yifeng affectionately patted the Spiritual Armor Beast while responding.

Afterward, Xiao Yifeng returned to the Miao Clan village with the Spiritual Armor Beast, and Lin Feeng set off to search through ancient texts.

Meanwhile, in a room of the Eastern Clan, Beiming Xuan and Dongfang Ao sat together drinking wine.

"The brat got lucky this time, dying so quickly—I didn’t even get the chance to torture him properly!"

Beiming Xuan sneered coldly, his eyes gleaming ominously.

"Dead or not, he still has a bunch of women lingering around!"

Dongfang Ao’s eyes also gleamed as he let out a chilling remark.

"Indeed, that Yan Ruyu is quite a beauty. I’ve heard there’s a lovely gathering of women around him. I’m looking forward to meeting them!"

Beiming Xuan grinned malevolently, his gaze alight with wickedness.

"With the boy dead, we can target his women instead!"

Dongfang Ao suggested bluntly.

"But last time, we sent out a batch of experts, only for them to end up entirely dead. Clearly, his women have strong protectors close by. We’ll need to gather more skilled fighters for the task!"

Beiming Xuan remarked gravely.

"That’s easy; with our two clans combined, do we lack experts?"

Dongfang Ao chuckled softly.

In another room, Dongfang Teng gazed at Dongfang Yanran and spoke, "Yanran, now that the brat is dead, it’s time you settled down and married Xuanyuan Hong!"

"Impossible! Even if he’s dead, I’ll never marry Xuanyuan Hong. I’ll remain a widow for him my entire life!"

Dongfang Yanran declared resolutely, her tone somber.

"What nonsense is this? You weren’t even married to him—there’s no widowhood to honor!"

Dongfang Teng snapped, his face darkening.

"Enough. No need to say more—I believe he’s still alive!"

Dongfang Yanran spoke with a glimmer of determination in her eyes.

"Hmph, stop deluding yourself. How could he still be alive?"

Dongfang Teng muttered coldly before leaving the room.

"Come out soon!"

Dongfang Yanran murmured softly, almost as if calling out.

Martial Arts World, Lingyin Temple.

Within a room, Abbot Wu Nian was reciting scriptures when the door suddenly swung open. The Enforcement Hall’s head, Wuwei, entered.

"Senior Brother!"

Wuwei addressed Wu Nian.

"Junior Brother, what brings you here?"

Wu Nian responded calmly, his eyes closed.

Spurt!

Suddenly, the sound of blood spraying filled the room. Wu Nian spewed a mouthful of blood and snapped his eyes open, shocked to find a blade piercing his chest—gripped by Wuwei.

Wu Nian had never anticipated this—the betrayal of his Junior Brother.

Spurt!

Wuwei forcefully withdrew the dagger, causing another geyser of blood to gush from Wu Nian’s chest. Turning around weakly, Wu Nian looked toward Wuwei with utter disbelief written across his pale face.

ps: Due to website policies, "Love Parasite" in previous Chapters has been revised into "Love Flower." Apologies for the inconvenience!

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