Chapter 120: Accepting Ai Li as a Disciple, Meeting Irene in Moscow

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“Dongdong——”

Mu Nujiao knocked on the door gently, then pushed it open and walked in.

"Wang Feng, we've almost finished gathering intelligence on Western Siberia and the Ural Mountains. We should..."

The voice suddenly stopped.

She stood there in a daze, staring at Wang Feng who was sitting beside the bed, and the blonde girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

My mind went blank for a moment and my cheeks flushed.

"S-Sorry! I disturbed you!"

Mu Nujiao hurriedly turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly pulled back by a gentle force and fell into Wang Feng's arms.

"Why are you leaving?" Wang Feng put his arm around her slender waist with a smile on his face.

"I... I thought I disturbed you." Mu Nujiao lowered her head, her voice filled with sourness.

"Silly girl~"

Wang Feng chuckled and scratched her nose, then told her the story of the girl.

After hearing this, Mu Nujiao's eyes suddenly became moist. She said angrily, "How can there be such scumbags! Doesn't the Magic Association care?"

"There's no solid evidence." Wang Feng stroked her hair gently. "But don't worry, the [Red King] mercenary group has been destroyed, and even their souls have been crushed by me."

Mu Nujiao finally calmed down a bit and looked at the sleeping girl: "So, should she be sent to the Magic Association?"

"No." Wang Feng shook his head: "I plan to take her as my apprentice."

"Take in a disciple? You?"

Mu Nujiao widened her beautiful eyes, slightly parted her red lips, and looked incredulous.

"Why?" Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't accept a disciple?"

"No." Mu Nujiao bit her lower lip lightly: "It's just that we still need to continue our training, taking her with us."

Wang Feng kissed Mu Nujiao on the cheek and said:

"Don't worry. I've already transferred someone from China and will first send her to Fei Niao City for resettlement. Once the dispute between the government and the country is over, she will be formally taught."

Mu Nujiao nodded thoughtfully, struggled slightly, stood up from his arms, and straightened her clothes.

"Then I'll go inform everyone that the team needs to stay in Yakutsk for a few more days."

"Yeah." Wang Feng nodded slightly, watched her leave, and then his gaze fell back on the sleeping girl, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the edge of the bed.

…

After an unknown amount of time, the blonde girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

The unfamiliar ceiling came into view, and all those heart-wrenching memories suddenly came flooding back.

"No!"

She suddenly sat up in bed, her eyes scanning the surroundings with hatred. The temperature in the room suddenly soared, the bedding began to scorch and smoke, and the air distorted in the heat.

"calm!"

Wang Feng shouted softly, his powerful mental force pressing down like a tide, forcibly suppressing the raging force of disaster. The girl stared blankly at the source of the voice, the anger in her eyes gradually turning into confusion.

"Is it you?"

"Are you calm now?" Wang Feng slowed down his voice.

"Yes." The girl nodded gently, and the hatred in her eyes was gradually replaced by gratitude: "Thank you for avenging us."

"A scum like the Red King deserves death." Wang Feng sat down beside her bed. "But, do you understand what happened to you?"

The girl lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of the quilt. "It's a talent for disasters, right?"

The dream constructed by Wang Feng had told her everything about the victims.

The victims are born with great power, but because the power is too strong, they are unable to control it when they are young, thus causing natural disasters.

Because of this, he was included in the sealed list by the Holy City Court of Judgment. Once he was discovered, the Judgment Mages and Holy Shadows would be dispatched to hunt him down and seal him.

"So what are your plans for the future?" Wang Feng asked softly.

"I don't know." The girl shook her head and bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, leaving a row of shallow teeth marks on her lips.

"Do you want to be my disciple?" Wang Feng held her cold little hand. The soft and boneless touch made him soften his grip.

"Brother?" The girl looked up suddenly, her golden hair drawing a dazzling arc in the air.

"Yeah." Wang Feng nodded, then smiled gently and said, "I have a territory in Feiniao City, China, where other victims of the disaster live. That is the safe haven I built for you, and you will find companions there."

The girl's eyes instantly became moist, and two lines of crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

She quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and smiled with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, teacher."

Wang Feng gently stroked her silky blonde hair and suddenly thought of how pleasing the scene would be if she stood with Mu Ningxue and Qin Yuer.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Wang Feng asked.

"Ellie." The girl answered softly.

…

After staying in Yakutsk for two more days, until Ye Chang and Qin Yuer came to pick up Ai Li, Wang Feng led the National Government team to set out on the journey again.

After a month of life-and-death journey, passing through several demon tribes, and even brushing past a monarch-level territory, the group finally crossed the West Siberian Plain and arrived at the edge of Moscow's security zone.

"Oh my God! We actually made it here alive!" Zhao Manyan knelt on the ground in tattered clothes and shouted to the clear sky that he had survived the disaster.

The journey was full of dangers - especially when passing through the Ural Mountains, where the overlord-level demon entrenched in the area happened to be out on patrol.

If the little snow girl had not used ice and snow to cover up everyone's breath in time, the overlord would probably have discovered everyone's breath.

"Do you want to rest first, or go directly to challenge the opponent?" Wang Feng asked.

He was the one who had the easiest time during this month. If he didn't want to be too shocking, he would have wanted to use his angel soul fetus to hunt down the overlord of the Ural Mountains when he saw it.

Because the overlord of the Ural Mountains is a pure elemental life!

Its core is just right for the little snow girl to use when she reaches maturity.

"Rest!" everyone shouted in unison.

After living in fear in the demon territory for a month, my body and mind have already reached their limits.

The strength of the Russian national team should not be underestimated. It is said that many players have broken through to higher levels.

To challenge them in their current state is simply seeking death!

Wang Feng looked at the exhausted appearance of the team members, nodded slightly, and stopped exploiting their potential.

He flipped his fingertips and took out a gold-stamped black card - it was the top VIP card given by British Princess Irene.

"Let's go." Wang Feng waved the black card in his hand:

“Let me show you Moscow’s most luxurious hotel, the Victoria Hotel!”

…

When Wang Feng and his party stepped into the magnificent lobby of Victoria Hotel.

We happened to meet a team wearing the British government emblem coming out of the elevator.

At the front of the team was the dragon taming duke with rare golden eyes - Irene.

The moment she saw Wang Feng, a glint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Wang Feng?!"

Ignoring the surprised looks of her teammates, she quickly stepped forward, her long golden hair swaying gently behind her.

"Long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here. Are you here to challenge the Russian Pavilion as well?"

(End of this chapter)