Chapter 15: Midnight Training

After returning to the Monastery, Hu Feng cultivated as usual, acting as if nothing had happened. During the day, he closed his door for quiet cultivation . At night, he either relied on his sense of the Soul Summoning Banner to quietly return to the Lich Castle to understand the latest war situation in the territory, or he silently sneaked to the top of the Crystal High Tower in the Monastery to secretly spy on the situation around the Holy Bead.

The Holy Bead not only represented the dignity of the Monastery and the Divine Court, but it was also the source of power for many Strongers in the Monastery, making it the most precious treasure of every Monastery. It looked ordinary on the outside, but in secret, the security was tight. There were several hidden auras that even Hu Feng felt a strong threat from, so he did not dare to act rashly. In order to succeed with one strike, he had to continue lurking in the Monastery and patiently wait for the right opportunity.

The iron pen was like a hook, leaving a straight vertical line on the hard Magic Staff, cutting deep into the wood. Then, the tip of the pen turned, leaving a sharp arc…

Hu Feng was completely focused, his pen moving like floating clouds and flowing water. Sometimes it was slow and powerful, sometimes fast as the wind. The pitch-black Dark Magic Pen left mysterious Runes on the Magic Staff. Threads of pure Holy Energy seeped into the Magic Staff through the tip of the pen, refining the original Death Aura.

This was an evil Magic Staff left by Ovisis. It contained a large amount of Magic Power and could greatly amplify dark magic such as weakness, slowness, and curses. In the hands of a Necromancer, it could exert amazing power. However, due to the heavy Death Aura it contained, it was naturally unsuitable for a holy White-robed Priestess. What Hu Feng needed to do was to refine the Death Aura of the evil Magic Staff while maintaining its original power, superimposing a Magic Array that could condense Holy Energy.

The coexistence of death and life was almost unbelievable whether for an Undead Magician or a Priest of the Church. But for Hu Feng, the Lich King, it was not a difficult task. Slowly, the evil Magic Staff in his hand, which was originally shrouded in black mist, took on a new look. Silver light rippled, and circles of holy energy waves emanated from it.

“The Holy Magic of the Church is indeed not bad!”

Looking at the successfully refined Magic Staff in his hand, which was completely different, Hu Feng was in high spirits. He further realized the wonderful use of life energy. After resting for a moment, he quickly headed to the Saintess Hall, which was carved with Angel reliefs. Thanks to the solemn and holy Divine Official robe he wore, he passed through unimpeded all the way.

“Hallelujah, Hallelujah…”

Before he even got close, a burst of holy singing came from the magnificent Saintess Hall. Led by Ophelia, the White-robed Priestess, the Nuns began their routine Mass. The spacious and bright hall, the holy Angel Statues, and the Nuns in white robes… the hall seemed like a paradise on earth. The Nuns who were chanting loudly with focused attention each looked so pure and beautiful. Standing at the back of the group, the Nun Theresa, holding a Bible, was even more outstanding. The wide Nun robes could not hide her slender figure and snow-white skin.

“Hallelujah, Hallelujah…” Hu Feng pretended to chant along. He stood right behind Nun Theresa openly. Taking advantage of the Nuns’ focused chanting, he whispered into Nun Theresa’s ear: “Theresa, meet me in the Black Woods outside the town tonight. I will explain to you Article 87 of Chapter 11 of the Bible, the fall of the Holy Angel. Don’t forget!”

There were many secluded and quiet places in the Monastery, but after all, they were not secret enough. Meeting in the Black Woods outside the Settlement was much more reassuring. Taking advantage of the fact that the Soul Imprint left in Nun Theresa’s mind had not been discovered yet, Hu Feng decided to strike while the iron was hot and secretly train this pure and sexy Nun.

“Yes, Lord!”

Feeling the heat on her neck, Nun Theresa instinctively felt a wave of nervousness, and her face turned red with shame. Meeting a vigorous man in the dark woods in the middle of the night, even if the other party was a Divine Official, seemed extremely inappropriate. She instinctively prepared to refuse, but a wave from the depths of her Soul made her unable to resist Hu Feng’s command.

“Theresa, to become a holy Saintess, you must first withstand the temptation of corruption. This is your mission!”

Looking at the conflicted but unable-to-resist Nun Theresa, and looking at her white and sexy neck from close range, Hu Feng smiled wickedly. He was about to further stimulate this little lamb when he suddenly sensed a strange gaze. He immediately started chanting seriously. He looked straight ahead with a face full of righteousness, appearing as holy as could be. His serious appearance made Elder Akashic, an old virgin who came out to patrol, nod in appreciation.

After the routine Mass, the Nuns dispersed one after another. In the spacious hall, only Ophelia, who was organizing the scriptures, and Hu Feng, the fake Divine Official, remained.

“Teacher Ophelia, you looked so beautiful during the Mass.” Hu Feng walked up and took out the shimmering Magic Staff. “I’m sorry for damaging your Magic Staff. This is to compensate you!”

“Huh, what kind of Magic Staff is this?”

Women all like other people’s praise, especially a beautiful woman. However, unlike the nervous and shy Nun Theresa, Ophelia the teacher was much more generous and mature. She glared at Hu Feng, then was quickly attracted by the Magic Staff in his hand.

“This is a Magic Staff I accidentally picked up while wandering in the Wasteland many years ago. The Magic Power contained in it is not bad, but it looks a bit old and not very good-looking.” Hu Feng smiled and stuffed the Magic Staff, surging with Magic Power, into Ophelia’s hands.

“No, the older the Magic Staff, the greater its power. I like it. Hu Feng, thank you!” Sensing the Magic Power and Holy Energy contained in the Magic Staff, Ophelia nodded with satisfaction. Compared to the staff broken by Hu Feng, this Magic Staff was obviously much more powerful. After pondering for a moment, she continued: “Hu Feng, you offended Urbato. Be careful of his revenge. Don’t go out easily these few days. After a while, our Angel Squad is preparing to go to a mysterious place. Are you interested in going out for a walk with us?”

“Oh, what place?” Hu Feng’s eyes lit up.

“Ghost Market!”

Ophelia lowered her voice, paused, and then continued: “According to reports from some Missionaries and Faith-guarding Knights, a dangerous aura has suddenly appeared in the depths of the Sunset Wasteland recently, and many fierce Wandering Hunters have appeared near the Settlement. We are going to the Ghost Market to gather information and buy some rare treasures and materials by the way!”

Ophelia looked solemn. Unlike ordinary Demon Hunters, Wandering Hunters could be said to be a lingering nightmare for many Settlements on the Wasteland. Many of these guys were wanted criminals by major castles like Bright Summit or Purgatory City. They wandered around the dangerous Wasteland all year round and were extremely vicious. Wherever they passed, many Settlements with weak defenses were razed to the ground, and even smaller castles turned into ruins.

“Okay, no problem!” Hu Feng agreed immediately.

The Church’s Angel Squad was among the best of many Demon Hunter Squads. Joining the Angel Squad meant receiving official recognition from the Church and the Monastery. Following a powerful Demon Hunter Squad on adventures and battles would allow him to obtain more resources and see more Strongers, which was much better than cultivating behind closed doors alone.

The Magic Power condensed in the Saintess Hall was extremely rich, making cultivation twice as effective. Under calm cultivation, a day passed quickly. After night fell, Hu Feng quietly left again. Behind him, the shy Nun Theresa followed from a distance.

“Young Master, Young Master… the opportunity has come. That guy Hu Feng finally walked out of the Monastery and even left the Settlement!” Inside a magnificently decorated mansion, a triangle-faced man walked in hurriedly and reported loudly to Urbato, who was lying on the bed recovering from his injuries.

“Mario, did you see it clearly?” Urbato widened his eyes, revealing a fierce look. His face was wrapped in circles of gauze, only revealing a pair of gloomy eyes. His once handsome face was swollen into a horrible pig’s head.

“I saw it clearly, Young Master. I saw him go out with my own eyes.” Mario lowered his head and bowed like a servant, then continued: “After discovering the situation, I sent someone to track Hu Feng’s trail while quickly returning to report. I am sure that guy Hu Feng definitely hasn’t gone far yet!”

“Hahaha, good. Mario, pass the order down. Directly mobilize the family’s elite warriors and set off immediately. This time, let’s see how this guy Hu Feng dies. No, I want him to wish he were dead!” Urbato laughed loudly, endured the pain to stand up from the sickbed, and gave the order loudly.

Several days had passed since he returned from the War Soul Hall, and he had been thinking about grinding Hu Feng’s bones to dust every moment. If Hu Feng had been hiding in the Monastery, he would have been helpless no matter how much he gnashed his teeth. But Hu Feng left the heavily guarded Monastery, seeking his own death, and the opportunity for revenge had come!

The Morgan Family was one of the most powerful forces in Wuhai Town, and their subordinate Black Eagle Squad was famous. Under the busy work of the triangle-faced Mario, a team of ferocious cavalry soon gathered in front of Urbato. With one order, the group rushed out of Wuhai Town, shrouded in night, like a whirlwind, and stepped onto the vast Wasteland. Under the guidance of a guard, they headed straight for the Black Woods not far away.

The Black Woods was the nearest forest to the Settlement. It was not large, but it was full of tall trees and was quiet and secluded. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Urbato and his group slowed down and spread out their formation to surround the entire small woods.

“Hu Feng, you are dead!”

Looking at the many Knights who had heavily surrounded the small woods, Urbato was very excited, his face ferocious. With one order, he personally led everyone to sneak in quietly, preparing to capture the unprepared Hu Feng alive and hang him on a tree to torture him slowly. After sneaking into the pitch-black woods, before they saw Hu Feng’s figure, they vaguely heard a sound that rose and fell.

“Ah… Lord, no…”

“Theresa, the Bible says, if you don’t withstand the temptation of corruption, how can you become a holy Angel? Take a deep breath, yes, just like that…”

…

From the depths of the pitch-black woods came bursts of faint moans, accompanied by long, rough gasps.

“So, this guy sneaked out to have an affair! Good, very good. I can just capture both of them and torture them severely, humiliating them in public!” Listening to the increasingly clear gasps, Urbato’s eyes lit up, and he quickly thought of a vicious idea.

Killing Hu Feng the Divine Official was not enough to wash away his hatred and humiliation; only severe humiliation could completely quell the anger in his heart!

“Hahaha, Hu Feng, you are dead!”

After leading everyone to sneak over following the sound, Urbato suddenly jumped out and laughed loudly, preparing to severely humiliate and torture the unprepared Hu Feng. Unexpectedly, after seeing everything clearly with the help of the hazy moonlight, he stared in disbelief, dumbfounded.

Although he knew that this guy Hu Feng was having an affair, he never expected that the person crawling in front of him was actually Nun Theresa, known as the most beautiful, pure, and holy Nun in the Monastery!

A few clothes were scattered messily on the ground. The usually pure and holy Theresa was wearing only a loose Nun robe. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were blurred. Half-covered, a section of her slender thighs was exposed below, and her curvy figure was faintly visible above. This was even more tempting than wearing nothing at all!

“Hu Feng, you… I will kill you!”

Urbato rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After the shock passed, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Who was Theresa?

She was known as the most beautiful Nun in the Monastery for thousands of years, the one most likely to become the future Saintess! During these days, how much effort had he spent to get her body? He didn’t expect that after all his hard work, he couldn’t get close to her, while Hu Feng, this idiot who just arrived, got there first!

In his rage, Urbato roared loudly, commanding all the warriors to swarm up and surround Hu Feng, wishing to hack him into pieces.

“Tsk tsk, today is really a memorable day!”

Looking at the furious Urbato, Hu Feng, who was prepared, had a face full of smiles. He remained calm on the surface, but in the dark, he burned thousands of mid-grade Crystals to summon the Lich Legion thousands of miles away.

As soon as the guards beside Urbato sneaked up, he understood what was going on. He decided to play along and simply prepared to completely solve the problem that was Urbato. It was not easy to act directly in the Settlement, but it was different on the desolate Wasteland. He could do whatever he wanted and let him thoroughly understand what fear and despair meant.

For revenge, Urbato brought over a hundred elites, enough to run wild in the small Settlement; but in front of the Lich Legion numbering in the tens of thousands, they were nothing!