Chapter 25: Star God Agent
Yan Xujia: "What do you mean?"
"Wasn't your first condition to take the pocket watch? Unfortunately, it was broken into pieces and disappeared in the Evil Dragon Forest yesterday."
Yes, the pocket watch had shattered during the battle with the second-level bald assassin. Except for the family photos inside, which Xia Feng kept in his pocket, the fragments of the pocket watch had long been lost somewhere in the Evil Dragon Forest.
Bang!
The knight who had confidently introduced himself earlier couldn't hold back his anger. He stepped forward and slammed the table, saying unhappily, "Xia Feng! Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
"Xia Feng, is it fun to use such a boring excuse to fool me?"
He clearly didn't believe this ridiculous excuse. After all, the pocket watch was a token of love that Cha Naxue had given to Xia Feng. How could he just let it break?
"I told you the truth, but you don't believe me?"
"Fine, since it's broken, hand over the pieces."
He leaned slightly over the dining table, one hand supporting it, and the lighter in his other hand hit the table with a dull thud.
"I already told you, it shattered in the Evil Dragon Forest."
He frowned, "Are you an idiot? Can't you understand human language?"
"!!!"
Yan Xujia's breathing hitched for a moment, and he felt a surge of anger. But he quickly suppressed it. He knew he must not fight with Xia Feng here!
As for Xia Feng's claim that the pocket watch had shattered in the forest, Yan Xujia didn't believe it at all. Even if it had broken, how could Xia Feng just throw the pieces into the forest?
Seeing Xia Feng's stubbornness, Yan Xujia completely lost his patience. He pulled out the chair and stood up.
"Xia Feng, if you truly care about Naxue, you should understand that completely severing ties with her is the best way to help her!"
He suppressed his anger and spoke in a cold voice, "Besides, Naxue's attitude toward you has been clear for a long time. Is it really worth clinging to this?"
Looking at Yan Xujia, who was so immersed in his own world, Xia Feng couldn't help but think of a Pomeranian he had raised in his previous life. That dog always liked to take advantage of others' power, barking and provoking people at every turn. The more you engaged with it, the more excited it became, causing trouble for its owner all day long.
Seeing Xia Feng staring at him with a slightly mocking look, Yan Xujia grew even angrier. But as a cultured and dignified aristocrat, he wouldn't stoop to fighting with someone of such low status.
In fact, he had already offered generous conditions. An opportunity like this—to rise from a lowly status to nobility—was something many would dream of but never achieve. Yet Xia Feng remained indifferent, which made Yan Xujia realize that this matter wouldn't be as easy as he had hoped.
There are many fools in this world who think everyone else is a fool, but Yan Xujia wasn't one of them. He knew very well who he could and couldn't afford to mess with.
Xia Feng was someone he could step on, so there was no need to rush. Yan Xujia glanced at the black-haired young man sitting calmly in his seat.
He was too lazy to say more and adjusted his sleeves slowly.
"Xia Feng, do you want to gain the friendship of all the nobles in the Northern Territory, or do you want to act like a fool and face the consequences? Think about it carefully."
"I'll give you one day. I hope you can make a wise choice."
With that, he turned around, his gesture polished and refined. A group of people surrounded him as they leisurely left the restaurant.
After they left, the tense atmosphere in the restaurant dissipated, and the sound of gossip soon filled the air.
Mushroom finally relaxed a little, but she could still feel the heavy gazes from all around—teasing, curious, watchful, and even gloating.
Many people were unhappy that Xia Feng was Mu Qingtong's fiancé, so naturally, they wanted to see him suffer.
Mushroom couldn't help but glance at Xia Feng worriedly and whispered, "Are you okay?"
"Don't worry. The worst that can happen is we'll have to fight."
He patted Mushroom's shoulder. The empire's laws were strict, and fighting—or even killing—in public was definitely not allowed.
But Xia Feng already had a plan to kill someone in mind.
However, before dealing with Yan Xujia, he still had to solve the immediate problem.
"Although Yan Xujia is also a first-level spirit master, I heard his spirit weapon is very powerful. He can easily fight against a second-level spirit master. If he wants to assassinate you..."
"Don't worry. He's already missed his best opportunity. With all the attention on me now, he won't dare to try anything tricky."
Moreover, since Yan Xujia was a second son vying for a title, he couldn't afford to make too many mistakes.
But they couldn't afford to be careless.
Although Xia Feng comforted Mushroom this way, he remained alert. It seemed urgent to obtain the Infinite Stone and enter the Evil Dragon Space again.
Relying solely on Mu Qingtong's genius and the immortality of the Demon Heart wasn't enough. Only by successfully awakening his spirit weapon and adding another trump card could he feel more secure.
Just as Mushroom was about to ask something else, Xia Feng stood up and said, "Do you still want to play games? If not, I'm going home."
Mushroom's attention was immediately captured. With excitement in her eyes, she quickly stood up and pushed Xia Feng's shoulders, "Come on, come on! You haven't played with me in a long time!"
Mushroom was a homebody. She loved all kinds of entertainment that didn't require leaving the house—games, novels, movies, and TV shows.
She was the kind of person who could be bold online but timid in real life.
Because of her social anxiety and slightly withdrawn personality, she had few real friends since childhood. After Xia Feng had once saved her, she naturally dragged him into playing games with her every day.
They arrived at Mushroom's house.
Her home was a bit far from the academy—a detached villa.
Yes, the kind of luxurious villa with a garden, swimming pool, bar area, spa, gym, and so on.
She was the only one living in the empty house.
According to Mushroom, these were the inheritance left to her by her mother. She didn't elaborate further.
Xia Feng didn't ask about her father's whereabouts. It was clearly a sensitive topic.
It was obvious that Mushroom was a real rich woman.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have casually given up on such an expensive course costing 300,000 yuan per semester.
"Feng, seriously, if you're willing to wear women's clothes, I can give you money."
She sat cross-legged on the sofa in her teddy bear pajamas, her pretty face under her light green curly hair looking serious and sincere.
Xia Feng didn't bother to respond. He pulled out a VR online fighting game called Star God Agent from the game box.
"Let's play this, huh?"
"Yes, that's the one!"
Entering the game interface, Mushroom quickly put on the game headset and waved her fist excitedly, "Just wait, this time I'll definitely beat your Luna Agent!"
The game Star God Agent was adapted from the legend of gods.
According to legend, there were dozens of gods in this world. They existed eternally in a different space and time called the Star Realm, so they were also called Star Gods.
The Black Moon Goddess worshipped by the Black Moon Church was one of these Star Gods.
The so-called Star God agents referred to humans who were favored and blessed by the Star Gods, able to communicate with them and represent their will.
The major churches called these people messengers of God, sons of God, or saints.
This was why the Black Moon Church placed so much importance on the fight for the Saint.
Once a prospective saint learned the Moon Goddess domain and successfully obtained the favor of the Black Moon Goddess, her status would, in a sense, be comparable to that of the Holy Pope.
"Pegasus Meteor Fist! Die!!"
She became the elemental Star God agent—or soul agent, for short—and rode directly on Xia Feng's character, delivering a crushing blow.
They played all night until the next afternoon.
[Over the course of one night, you further analyzed the three-body structure of the C-rank Spirit Clothe 'Three Tails' - 39%]
Xia Feng opened his eyes dazedly, twisting his sore shoulders while recalling the sudden influx of knowledge in his mind.
"So this is the C-rank Spirit Clothe? It's quite simple~~"
He yawned, stood up, and stretched.
[Kill three adult men, and you will further improve your killing and backstabbing skills.]
"!"
He froze mid-stretch, swallowed hard, and slowly relaxed his shoulders.
Small problems, all small problems.
It's just killing a few people. After all, she's the Witch of Destruction, very beaver-like. Xia Feng nodded calmly and went to the open kitchen to start cooking dinner.
First, he washed, peeled, and chopped the garlic.
He picked up the kitchen knife.
[Perfectly cut off the head of a middle-aged woman. Your beheading skills have been greatly improved.]
The kitchen knife hovered in the air. Xia Feng stiffly turned his neck and looked out the window at the dazzling daylight. His heart chilled. What on earth had this world-destroying witch been doing?!
He suddenly remembered his careless and disrespectful attitude toward Goddess Mu the previous day. Was he not far from death?
"Goddess Mu, do you think I still have a chance?"
He felt he had to prepare a plan to deal with Mu Qingtong's sneak attacks in advance.
Although the two were equally strong, Mu Qingtong was more sinister than him.
"No, I have to go to the trading point early to investigate the situation."
He put down the knife, wiped his hands, and walked out.
"Hey, where are you going?"
She sat up in a daze.
"Go back to sleep. I'll come and cook for you later."
He paused, went back inside to grab his knife and psychic grenade, and hurried out the door.
(End of this chapter)