72: Chapter 72 The Star Spirit Orb Recognizes Its Master

Regarding the Demon God...

Qin Feng didn't know much.

After all, he was just a Lower City resident. Although he could pay for a membership and bypass the firewall to access the Upper City's network for information, his identity as a Lower City resident wouldn't be erased just because he paid for a membership.

Many pieces of information and knowledge,

were not accessible to network accounts from the Lower City.

“No matter what, let this astral spirit bead recognize a master first.”

The astral spirit bead cannot exist independently in the Material Plane for long periods.

After a long time,

its energy would decline, dissipate, and even perish.

Therefore, it must recognize a master as soon as possible.

It needs to be placed within one's own astral body for proper nourishment.

The “astral body” is a concept of life.

While the “Astral Layer” is a concept of the world.

Although their natures differ, their essence is the same, leading to the same destination. They can accommodate special Astral Layer life forms like the astral spirit bead.

Of course,

for ordinary people,

even Martial Artists,

it is an extremely difficult task to perceive and activate their own “astral body.”

This is because it involves the secrets and theology of martial Dao cultivation, which is not only profound but also dangerous.

However,

fortunately, once it recognizes a master, the astral spirit bead will automatically enter the master's “astral body.”

With a thought,

it can be summoned.

It is very convenient and requires no extra effort.

Moreover, it can help people perceive the existence of their own “astral body” more easily.

Therefore, for Martial Artists who want to advance further, something like the astral spirit bead is an absolutely coveted treasure.

Especially high-quality astral spirit beads.

Just like high-quality titan blood crystal,

once known to the public, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.

“The method for the astral spirit bead to recognize a master is a bit complicated, but fortunately, it's recorded in the occult knowledge in my mind. I just need to follow the steps like drawing a cat from a tiger.”

Qin Feng closed his eyes, concentrating as he absorbed the relevant knowledge into his mind.

Soon,

he opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed on the crystal-clear anatomy knife in his hand.

A tiny cut

appeared on his finger.

As a drop of blood seeped out,

Qin Feng flicked his finger.

The drop of blood flew towards the astral spirit bead before him.

“Liu liu~”

Seeing Qin Feng's blood, the astral spirit bead was clearly very excited, emitting a strange, joyful sound.

One must know...

As a special life form, the astral spirit bead also has its own preferences, and not just anyone is qualified to have it recognize them as master.

The astral spirit bead likes blood, has high requirements for blood quality, and is extremely devoted.

The purer the blood,

the more energy-rich the blood,

the more this little fellow liked it.

And once it absorbed a certain type of blood,

it would remain utterly devoted to that blood thereafter, never changing, even if it died and dissipated, its en own spirit power would remain in the blood for a long time.

This,

in fact, was the fundamental logic and principle of so-called “recognizing a master.”

Conversely,

if the blood was filled with turbidity, filth, and grime, the astral spirit bead would immediately turn and flee, not even sparing you a glance.

The blood of ordinary people could hardly enter the astral spirit bead's Dharma Eye.

Therefore,

a certain “recognition ritual” was needed to enhance the allure of one's blood.

Simply put, it was to use ritualistic means to add a beauty filter to one's blood, deceiving the astral spirit bead into willingly throwing itself into one's arms.

As the blood flicked out,

Qin Feng took strange steps,

preparing for a dance ritual imbued with the Profound Truth of occultism.

But he hadn't even taken half a step.

“Whoosh!”

The astral spirit bead floating in mid-air before him, with an extremely impatient look, eagerly flew towards the blood Qin Feng had flicked out.

Then,

it immediately absorbed the blood.

And emitted a joyful, extremely satisfied “Liu liu~” sound.

“Huh?”

Qin Feng was startled.

At this moment,

he felt a warm, joyful thought and emotion being transmitted to him.

It was like an innocent and charming loli on tiptoes waving and greeting him.

He looked up.

He saw the astral spirit bead, shimmering with ethereal light, flying to his front and dancing before him, as if extremely happy and proud to have him as its master.

Then, with a “whoosh”!

It plunged into his glabella and vanished.

“Ah, this...”

Qin Feng's expression was very strange:

“That's all it takes?”

“I haven't even performed the ritual yet...”

Qin Feng's vital Qi and blood were nourished daily by high-quality titan blood crystal, making his blood not only pure but also rich in energy, which was incredibly attractive to the astral spirit bead.

Therefore, even if he didn't perform the ritual,

many astral spirit beads would still want to recognize him as their master.

Qin Feng scratched his head.

Since things were much smoother than expected,

that was good.

Anyway, that dance ritual containing occult Profound Truths was also quite embarrassing to perform.

It was naturally best not to dance if he didn't have to.

“I didn't expect Raccoon Apartments to turn into this in such a short time.”

Qin Feng turned around.

He looked out the window of the corridor.

He saw a blood-red scene outside the window.

But it wasn't the scenery outside that was like this.

Rather...

The entire window glass was covered by a layer of strange fleshy tissue.

Clearly,

there was a high probability that some strange entity had enveloped the entire Raccoon Apartments.

“Clang!”

Qin Feng raised the muzzle of his Magic Blade gun.

A highly compressed, high-intensity laser energy bullet was fired.

The window glass shattered instantly.

But when the bullet struck the strange fleshy substance covering the entire window, it failed to break through its defense, not even creating a dent or mark.

“What exactly is this thing enveloping the Raccoon Apartments?”

As he frowned,

he saw dense, tiny tentacles, like ivy branches, slowly wriggling and extending inward along the edges of the window.

However, before they could extend even half an inch,

“Whoosh!”

A wisp of mysterious wind

suddenly surged.

Qin Feng only felt the surrounding air instantly become incredibly cold.

The next moment,

“Crack... crackle...”

Those fine tentacles that had extended in were suddenly frozen and stiffened. The next moment, tiny cracks spread, and in an instant, they burst open, turning into dust.

“Oh?”

This scene

made Qin Feng's eyes shift:

“Is some mysterious power preventing these tentacles from entering?”

Qin Feng couldn't help but think of the mysterious space on the fifteenth floor corridor that prevented him from ever going to the next floor.

He had originally thought it was sealing him off,

trapping him in Raccoon Apartments.

But now, thinking about it,

perhaps it wasn't merely a seal.

Rather...

It was protecting.

Preventing the invasion of external tentacles and flesh.

“Let's go to the twentieth floor. As long as I can find the woman from the memory fragments, that... demon.”

“Perhaps,”

“I'll be able to know the full picture of what's happening and find a way to leave Raccoon Apartments.”

Qin Feng took a step.

He walked towards the twentieth floor.

Ascending the stairs along the corridor.

Soon,

the scene of the twentieth floor came into view.

There were no lights in the corridor, yet strange light shimmered and flowed.

Qin Feng looked up.

A massive shadow instantly enveloped him.

“Here it comes.”

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed.

The massive figure enveloping him came from a Giant Man whose head was covered by a blood-stained burlap sack.

The giant was two meters tall.

Although his muscles weren't as exaggeratedly large as those of the Whispering Syndrome Aberrant on the eighteenth floor, fleshy tentacles with sharp teeth at their tips wriggled.

The fleshy tentacles extended and retracted from his body, like a snake flicking its tongue.

Not only was it eerie,

but it also exuded a suffocating bloody aura.

At the same time,

the giant also held a huge axe aloft.

The axe seemed to be ground from the bones of a giant beast; although its edge was uneven, the bloodstains, bone fragments, and shredded flesh adhering to it clearly indicated that this axe was not known for its sharpness, but rather for its pure brute force.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all.

He directly attached his Magic Blade firearm to his body, forming an exoskeleton half-body flesh armor, and two sharp, azure magic blades extended from his sides, emitting a humming sound that made the air tremble.

The Giant Man before him was the Whispering Syndrome Aberrant whom Qin Feng considered the strongest.