Chapter 98 The "Phoenix" and the protagonists in front of the treasure house...
September 26, the first year of the Reiki Restoration, in front of the Treasure Pavilion of Longyuan Academy.
Tsk, it was just an imaginary enemy, a goal to motivate myself! What did you promise me at that time, not to get carried away, not to be impulsive, was it all a lie?
Ning Changkong thought with gritted teeth, but released the flame in his hand mercilessly. The flames suddenly rose from the ground, and a wall of fire blocked the protagonists who were about to draw their weapons.
Baril's goal is to cross the river and destroy the bridge, cutting off all possibilities for the Alien Bureau to use Yinglong's corpse to enter the burial ground of the gods.
The last time someone attacked the Treasure Pavilion was during the Lantern Festival half a year ago, when Li Bo and Chi Zhaoming were trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
That time, even with Chi Zhaoming's secret help, Li Bo was able to break through all the way to the treasure pavilion, which also exposed a fact:
The defense of the Treasure House relies more on its low-key existence hidden in the city, rather than on defensive measures like copper walls and iron barriers.
Of course, after Li Bo's actions, the Bureau of Foreign Affairs will undoubtedly review and strengthen the defense system of the Treasure House.
The purpose of Phoenix and Hao Ruishi's action this time is to test whether the defense of the Treasure Pavilion has been relaxed after half a year of peace.
The devil's whispers echoed in the air. Hao Ruishi whispered, "A lamb delivered to my door. What a good opportunity."
The staff in his hand began to emit a dark light, and the magic power gradually condensed like a shadow in the night. The surrounding air became distorted due to the gathering of this power, as if even the light was swallowed by this darkness.
This destructive force quietly locked onto Gu Minghui, who was swinging his weapon in an attempt to repel the flames of the phoenix.
But obviously, the strength of the two demons, Phoenix and Hollow, was not top-notch, and they did not have enough strength to directly attack the treasure house. If they were to attack the treasure house rashly, they would probably surprise the enemy.
Therefore, Baril did not expect these two demons to be able to actually break into the treasure house. As long as they could bring back some information about the treasure house's defense array, it would be enough.
So, knowing that such an action might attract attention, why did they storm the Treasure Pavilion with such fanfare?
Ning Changkong mechanically took a step forward, pretending to inadvertently block Hao Ruishi's view of Gu Minghui.
Even though he was used to the daily freakouts of the Immortal Bird, Hao Rui was still caught off guard. He could only curse inwardly and fired his prepared magic at the defense array of the treasure chamber.
The Phoenix said seriously, "My mission."
Killing the dragon is my mission.
——Of course it was to divert attention and weaken the protection of Gu Minghui by the Foreign Affairs Bureau.
Su Yunyao's fingers danced at an astonishing speed, forming seals at high speed. Her power surged out like water, colliding with the wall of fire and stirring up waves of heat.
The little fox briefly suppressed the flames that blocked the road. Wen Qingsheng found the right moment, and with a flick of his body, he advanced silently like a ghost.
The tip of the sword pierced the night sky like a meteor, pointing directly at the throat of the phoenix.
However, the evil energy in Ning Changkong's hand condensed like a shield, easily blocking Wen Qingsheng's fatal blow.
His movements were smooth and calm, and he even had enough energy to find an opportunity to counterattack in the moment of defense, and casually blasted back a shot of evil energy.
Yan Xiaoling cautiously pulled out the amulet that the phoenix had given him before, and the protective shield formed by the phoenix's spiritual power opened like wings, melting the undead bird's evil attack into nothingness.
It took me so long to break free, but my skills are still not good enough, Ning Changkong evaluated in his mind.
The actual combat coordination is still bad, alas. Blame it on me for not training enough during the summer vacation.
He only informed Chi Zhaoming beforehand because he knew that Baril would definitely give the task of assassinating Gu Minghui to the Phoenix.
Ning Changkong has his own affairs under his control. If the foreign authorities know about it in advance, it will disrupt his plans.
At this distance, Ning Changkong could clearly see Wen Qingsheng standing in the front through the protective shield.
The hatred burning in Wen Qingsheng's eyes seemed to be given substance and became even more intense under the reflection of the blazing flames around him.
Ning Changkong raised the corners of his mouth with interest, restraining himself from smiling a little.
The flames around him suddenly rose up, and he issued a challenge in a concise manner:
"Come."
They said they wanted to use the Phoenix as an imaginary enemy to motivate themselves to work harder...
...Think about it from another angle, wouldn't it be the most efficient way to let the Phoenix serve as their sparring partner?
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Ning Changkong knew these children in the protagonist group very well, and every move and habit of theirs was within his expectations.
If Ning Changkong used all his strength, perhaps he could subdue them with just a few moves.
He easily dodged the flying knives thrown by Yan Xiaoling and the talismans thrown by Su Yunyao, once again frustrating their attack attempts.
Hao Rui was concentrating on attacking the treasure house's protective spell, but he still cast a few glances from time to time. The feeling of being stared at by a demon with fiery eyes was hard to ignore.
What really weighed on him was the burden of pretending to be Phoenix.
On the one hand, it is because Phoenix has no blood, and what flows in his veins is alchemical liquid.
Therefore, Ning Changkong tried his best to avoid bleeding in front of Hao Rui, for fear that the other party would reveal his flaws when reporting to Baril.
On the other hand... Ning Changkong slowly adjusted his breathing, trying hard to suppress the blood and energy surging in his chest and abdomen.
When Feng Qingwu designed the Eclipse, he absolutely, absolutely never thought of using it in battle.
The conflict between evil spirit and phoenix spiritual power in Ning Changkong's body was like a war without gunpowder. Two completely different energies clashed fiercely in his body.
The needle-like dull pain in his meridians made him irritable and restless, and the feeling of dizziness kept invading his consciousness, making it difficult for him to concentrate on the battle at hand.
He even felt a little nauseous and his stomach churned, but fortunately he had hardly eaten anything - it would be too strange to vomit on the battlefield.
There was no other way. Ning Changkong gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay awake and focused.
His flame was still essentially phoenix fire, but it had borrowed the Phoenix's aura. If he used it frequently, it would still be easy to expose his true identity.
As for turning feathers into swords - that was impossible to learn, as he had no feathers.
After all, fighting with evil energy is the most suitable for the Phoenix style, and it won't leave any flaws.
Besides, there will be many more opportunities to deal with evil spirits in the future, so it is better to adapt as soon as possible. Ning Changkong was a little distracted.
Chu Qingge's voice pierced through the noise of the battle: "Come back to your senses!"
Ning Changkong's thoughts were brought back to reality by this call.
The moment he reacted, Gu Minghui's sword had already struck him in the face with murderous intent.
It was almost an instinctive reaction. The evil energy in Ning Changkong's body erupted at that moment, condensing into an unstoppable shock wave, colliding head-on with Gu Minghui's sword.
The sword in Gu Minghui's hand could not withstand this force. With a crisp cracking sound, the sword was directly shattered under the huge impact, and the fragments splashed everywhere.
The gaze from Hao Ruishi behind him seemed even more intense.
Ning Changkong sighed secretly in his heart: "...Sorry for the trouble."
He originally planned to pretend to be restrained by Gu Minghui, as this behavior would be closer to the unyielding persistence of Phoenix when he was chasing Yinglong.
But now, Gu Minghui's sword was broken, and the gap in strength between the two sides became even greater. The morale of the young men on the opposite side was hit, and they were obviously in a state of confusion.
In this case, if the Phoenix does not take quick action to end the fight, it will arouse suspicion.
...There is no way to delay any longer.
Ning Changkong couldn't help but complain in his heart:
"Isn't Gu Minghui's sword a bit too bad? I think Wen Qingsheng's sword is just okay... Didn't Chi Zhaoming get him a better sword?"
In fact, the quality of the sword itself is not bad, but in a battle of this level, it is obviously not good enough.
Chu Qingge's voice echoed in his mind, with a hint of helplessness: "I am a busy man and have no time to help my apprentice forge a sword. What can I do?"
Could you possibly help them out? Before she could even finish her words, Ning Changkong had the same idea as her.
"I don't think my gun will work. Phoenix will have to use it to disguise his identity." Ning Changkong muttered to himself, thinking about a solution.
Maybe he could find a good sword first, and then let Feng Huang find a reason to give it to Gu Minghui... This doesn't feel good either, as if he is overstepping his authority. As a master, Chi Zhaoming can't just play no role at all...
He suddenly had an idea: "How about a phoenix bone-handled sword?"
Since he provided the materials, Chi Zhaoming would probably feel embarrassed to delay any further.
Moreover, phoenix bones are the bones of mythical beasts after all, and there is probably no better quality material on the market.
Ning Changkong was very satisfied with his arrangements.
Chu Qingge hesitated to speak: "This...isn't this decision a little too..." hasty?
These bones were actually taken out from Ning Changkong's dying body.
Ning Changkong said as a matter of course: "I have prepared so many materials, who should I give them to if not the protagonist?"
"If it weren't so difficult to meet Phoenix right now, I could have as much blood and bones as I wanted. With the Nirvana Fire catalyzing the reshaping of flesh and blood, I could even chop off a piece right here on the spot."
...After working together for so many years, I still haven't gotten used to someone's way of thinking that "everything is for the mission." Chu Qingge sighed.
Ning Changkong refocused his attention on the situation at hand: "The most urgent task at the moment is to resolve this embarrassing situation... Really, didn't I inform Chi Zhaoming in advance?"
Director Chi is extremely busy all day and doesn't even have time to properly instruct his apprentice. He can understand this, but protecting the treasure house is the top priority. Why hasn't the Abnormal Department sent anyone yet? Here they come!
The talismans flew out like snowflakes, causing a series of explosions and flashes. Hao Ruishi was pushed back half a step by the sudden attack, and the magic he was chanting was forced to stop.
Ning Changkong's combat instincts warned him, and he dodged the sword light that came silently from the side.
A defensive figure suddenly appeared between Ning Changkong and the protagonists.
Du Yihe held a long sword in his hand and said sternly, "Back off!"
Ning Changkong glanced over and saw that the people walking out of the treasure pavilion were the twelfth team led by Du Yihe and Yue Jingting with a solemn expression.
It really is a gathering of acquaintances. Ning Changkong smiled bitterly in his heart.
A few days ago, in the basement of the Treasure Pavilion of Longyuan Academy.
Countless lines and symbols intertwined with each other, shining faintly in the dim light.
This is a large darkroom specifically designed for drawing formations in the Treasure House.
In August, the general outline of the formation that Ning Changkong and Yue Jingting had jointly decided on had now been carefully filled in by more than half. Complex lines and runes intertwined on the ground, forming a dazzling pattern.
Yue Jingting was standing at the empty center of the formation, pondering the remaining formation design.
Deliberately light footsteps sounded at the door. Yue Jingting looked up and was surprised to find that the person on duty this week was actually his old friend: "Are you healed?"
Du Yihe waved his hands with a grin: "It's not completely healed, but I have to come to work."
The Irregular Department is really short of people. Yue Jingting sighed and said sympathetically: "It's not easy."
"It's okay. There's not much work here anyway." Du Yihe found a place to sit down with some effort, trying to keep a relaxed tone, "I'll just chat with you, and then I'll be responsible for calling for help if anything happens."
Yue Jingting was commissioned by Chi Zhaoming to draw a formation here, and the Alien Bureau was responsible for sending someone to provide protection. Obviously, the injured Du Yihe was sent to perform this easy task.
Du Yihe sat on the ground bored, looking downward at the formation that filled half of the basement.
——A formation used to stimulate the Yinglong relics and open the Longyuan illusion.
"A formation of this scale requires a lot of energy to activate." Du Yihe couldn't help but ask, "Where does the energy come from?"
Although he is a professional fighter, he is also a graduate of Longyuan Academy after all, so he has some common sense about this kind of formation.
"I don't know the formation designed by Phoenix." Yue Jingting lowered his eyes and continued to manipulate the spiritual ink to outline the formation.
Although Du Yihe didn't know the relationship between Lin Jinsong and Feng Huang, he also knew that Yue Jingting went to Jinwu Garden every day. He said casually: "Don't you visit them often? Haven't you asked?"
Yue Jingting concentrated on drawing the formation and replied, "I haven't been to Jinwu Garden recently."
Du Yihe smiled timidly: "Is he too busy to care about you?"
After all, Phoenix has to prepare for the Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix, so it is understandable that she doesn't have time.
Yue Jingting responded calmly: "I don't have time."
Du Yihe glanced at Yue Jingting's Taoist robe in the style of the dean of Lingzhuan Academy and the black gauze tied around his arm.
He said nothing in the end, just sighed.
September 26, the first year of the Reiki Restoration, in front of the Treasure Pavilion of Longyuan Academy.
Still no help, Gu Minghui thought in frustration.
He held the sword in his hand unwillingly. The blade had been shattered in the battle, leaving only the bare hilt.
The four of them were protected by the members of the Executive Division of the Alien Bureau who arrived in time. Although they were far away from the battlefield, the scorching flames burning in the battlefield still made them feel waves of heat coming at them.
Flame... maybe they can find Phoenix to practice with, but I don't know if Jinsong will agree. Gu Minghui was thinking wildly. It seemed that some energy in his body was restlessly stirring.
His gaze involuntarily turned to the figure that was being besieged - the Phoenix.
Even in the fierce battle, that inexplicably familiar face remained expressionless like a sculpture, evil energy gushing out from his fingertips, accurately attacking every flaw on the enemy's body.
The phoenix suddenly raised its eyes, and its bright golden eyes penetrated the noise of the battlefield and looked straight at Gu Minghui.
Logically speaking, in such a tense battle, the Phoenix should be fully focused and have no time to pay attention to other things, but Gu Minghui had a strong feeling: the opponent deliberately looked at him because he noticed his gaze.
Gu Minghui met those eyes that were both strange and familiar.
At that moment, the shadow of memory flashed through my mind. I don't know whose voice it was, it sounded like an echo from the distant past:
"I don't appreciate your idea, Yinglong - well, father. Do you really like this title so much?"
"I mean, do you really have to leave the key behind?"
"…Why gamble on such a distant future?"
"If this is what you wish for, then it is—"
"Well, you know I'll always agree to your request."
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