Samsara Online

Mu Wuying smiled bitterly and shook her head secretly. Even if Yao Xiyu, like most members of the Yao Family mainly possessed strong attacking power and weak defense, the barrier put up by one of the strongest men in China and probably the whole world could not be casually called ’weak’.

"Feng, have you ever faced another Esper?" Mu Wuying stared at him and asked.

Xie Feng seemed surprised at the sudden question, but still, trusting her, he nodded without hesitation, "I have. In the past, I faced some skill users from the Yang and Gu families. Recently I gave that scum Nangong Chen a big beating as well."

That scum Nangong Chen? Oh! Mu Wuying was enlightened, remembering what happened to Nangong Chen, the second young master of the Nangong Family. She didn’t attach any importance to it, instead, she was relieved that one less fly was constantly buzzing around.

If the miserable Nangong Chen, who was currently bedridden and probably unless a miracle happened, would never get up again, knew the thoughts of Mu Wuying, the woman he "loved", he would surely spit out several liters of blood and die on the spot.

"So, what did you think of the strength of those people?" Mu Wuying asked again.

"Weak." Xie Feng shrugged and pointed. "They were so weak that I had to be careful not to seriously injure or kill them."

"Hahaha..." Mu Wuying began to laugh softly as the corner of her mouth quirked slightly. Even without knowing who Xie Feng faced, she knew that there were no weak skill users within the core families! Therefore, the conclusion was simple..... "Feng, you really are a monster.... The person who raised the previous barrier was not some casual servant, it was Yao Zenyu and Yao Mei’s father, Yao Xiyu. Are you still thinking the same as before?"

"Em? Yao Xinyu was?" Xie Feng stared blankly, doubting what he had just heard. But seeing Mu Wuying nod naturally, he frowned and questioned doubtfully, "Are you sure about that? From what I heard, Yao Xiyu is a powerful enough person to take on an armed army of a few thousand men. How can his flame be so weak?"

Xie Feng was not boasting. He really meant what he said. Earlier, to stoke the flame that created the protective barrier, he simply used 10% of his strength. Even if the barrier had been created several hours ago, it was impossible for it to have weakened so much that a person would casually destroy it without leaving a trace and without making a single sound.

Mu Wuying’s lips curved upwards and as she clung to the coat Xie Feng had given her earlier, she remarked, "Feng, I think it’s not that his flame is weak.... But it’s just that you are too strong!"

Strong? That’s right. Xie Feng knew that he was indeed strong. However, the difference was simply too great! Naturally, because Xie Feng had never fought to the death against a powerful person, he did not know how to measure the power of others and create a scale to compare it with his own. Moreover, since his powers had recently mutated and grown exponentially, Xie Feng still had no absolute control and had no idea how strong he was; this was a slow process that would take months or even years before he could get used to this new chaotic energy that moved through his body constantly like lightning.

In the end, Xie Feng shrugged his shoulders and as he entered the room, he muttered, "Oh well.... Anyway, let’s finish up here and go. Now that I destroyed his barrier, if the creator really is Yao Xiyu, he probably already knows that someone broke through his defenses."

With a smile that was hard to describe, Mu Wuying followed him silently and entered the room as well.

"Oh... How unexpected." Xie Feng exclaimed in a low voice as he inspected the decorations in the room.

"Unexpected?" Mu Wuying approached the bed and asked. "What’s unexpected?"

"Mmm..." Xie Feng casually picked up a sizable cuddly fluffy rabbit and as he stared at it, he commented, "I don’t know. I was expecting something less.... Feminine? No, that’s not the right word. I guess I was expecting something more mature. Although I had never seen this girl before, I heard a lot of things about her so I unconsciously forgot to some extent that she was still a 14 years old girl."

Mu Wuying looked worriedly at the bedridden girl’s pale face and colorless lips. She also noticed how her body occasionally shuddered slightly and her face puckered subtly.

"Yao Mei is a girl who will only be 15 years old today, Feng." Mu Wuying gently stroked Yao Mei’s crimson red hair, and whispered, "Although she is cold and treats everyone with indifference, she must have her reasons, don’t you think?"

"... I guess you’re right." Xie Feng replied as he played with one of the stuffed rabbit’s long white furry ears. After putting the animal back in its place, he walked over to the bed and, while looking at Yao Mei, remarked, "But, I have a feeling that you know something."

Mu Wuying put out her tongue and did not say a word, earning a helpless smile from Xie Feng. He shook his head and muttered, "I really don’t like secrets."

Mu Wuying could only smile bitterly at this. Some things were unavoidable. Just as there were necessary lies, there were also silences and secrets that were best kept until the time was right to reveal the truth. After all, sometimes, saying inappropriate, immature, or unfounded comments would only cause more pain that wasn’t necessary in the first place.

"So, Feng. How will you help her? You have a method, don’t you?" Mu Wuying broke the silence that had formed and couldn’t help but ask hurriedly.

Xie Feng avoided looking at the puppy eyes the beauty beside him was giving him and nodded, "Naturally, I have a method."

Swoosh!

Xie Feng’s eyes changed color again as proof that he was using his power. Strands of wind surrounded his body and danced gently around him, caressing his hair, his clothes, his face; it was as if the wind was prostrating itself to him and trying to get his attention, like a mischievous little elf.

"Actually, it’s not difficult at all." Xie Feng commented.

The wind surrounding his body began to move at his command and, through every pore of Yao Mei’s body, entered into her body.

"What happens if a big amount of wind hits a small flame?" Xie Feng asked.

The wind that entered Yao Mei’s body separated into impossible-to-detect particles and began to spread through every part of her existence.

"Of course, the small fire flame would be mitigated and annihilated." Mu Wuying replied without hesitation.

"Right." Xie Feng nodded. "But, if the amount of wind is small, similar in size and power to the flame, then that small flame can spread and become a forest fire."

Yao Mei’s flesh, blood, every part of Yao Mei began to burn and her body temperature began to rise to terrifying speeds. Soon, her pale face began to take on color and her lips that previously ranged from white to purple began to turn slightly pink.

"Actually, a dying flame needs only a bit of wind to reanimate" Xie Feng smiled.

Bang!

A crimson flame burst out without warning from Yao Mei’s body, turning the room into a raging sea of fire. However, Xie Feng and Mu Wuying were slightly surprised to notice that instead of destroying everything, the crimson flame seemed to caress every part of the room carefully, without destroying anything.

Like the wind capable of destroying everything, the flames could also create a wonderful scene that both Xie Feng and Mu Wuying were forced to admit was worth appreciating.

"Heh... See? I told you it was easy." Xie Feng withdrew his hands and put them in his pants pockets. As he looked at the little beauty, who had now fully regained her original appearance, he commented. "This little girl is lucky. If it weren’t for the fact that my powers grew a day ago, she’d be dead. Besides... If she does well, her power might even grow two or three notches more compared to the past."