Qingtian Hunter Agency.
Mo Fan took the box from Wang Feng's hand, opened it, and saw a blood-red crystal inside, emitting a strange glow.
"What is this thing?" Mo Fan frowned.
"A Blood Droplet, the one Lu Nian absorbed."
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan's hands trembled, nearly dropping the box.
"Holy crap! Old Wang, why are you giving me this dangerous thing?" Mo Fan's eyes widened.
Song Qiming and Lingling, who were standing by, were also greatly astonished.
"Wang Feng, how do you have this thing?" Song Qiming asked with a serious frown.
"It fell out after Lu Nian died. Don't worry, this thing would definitely be problematic for others to use, but Mo Fan is different."
"What do you mean?" Mo Fan scratched his head, looking bewildered.
Lingling furrowed her delicate brows and, after a moment of thought, said, "I've read related information that says for the Demon System to succeed, one must have more magic energy than other mages of the same level. However, the higher a mage's level, the more magic energy the Demon System requires, which is why experiments have consistently failed."
Wang Feng nodded and added, "That's right, but there's one more condition. The Demon System is actually about exchanging power with the Evil Saint King. Having more magic energy than average mages is just a hard requirement, while the price is one's soul. In other words, to exchange for power from a demon and survive, one needs a large amount of spirit essences and remnant souls."
After listening, Mo Fan's expression became somewhat complex: "Old Wang, even if I can use it, turning into that monstrous appearance like Lu Nian…"
Wang Feng waved his hand, interrupting him: "Don't worry, Lu Nian's appearance was a failed one. A true demon is not much different from a human, and might even look more handsome!"
Song Qiming frowned, his gaze sharply fixed on Wang Feng: "Where did you get this information?"
Wang Feng stroked his chin: "How should I put it… Didn't I examine Demon Lu Nian's body with Healing System? My Healing System told me this."
Song Qiming was stunned, clearly not expecting Wang Feng to give such an answer.
"Then, Old Wang, you have even more magic systems than I do, why don't you use it yourself?" Mo Fan asked curiously.
"Trash Demon System, even dogs won't use it!" Wang Feng said disdainfully.
Mo Fan:???
Bro, even dogs won't use it, and you're giving it to me?
"Oh, don't misunderstand, it's just that I simply look down on this Demon System, but its power is not weak. An Intermediate Level can tear apart a Commander, and a High-Level can even take on a Monarch, it's just that the cost is relatively high, and for me, it's not worth it," Wang Feng explained.
"This…" Mo Fan looked at the box in his hand, his eyes flickering with hesitation.
"I'm giving it to you not for you to use now, but for self-defense. If you encounter a certain death situation, you can burn your bridges and have a desperate means to fight," Wang Feng continued.
"Oh, I see." Mo Fan nodded, tucking the box into his pocket.
Song Qiming took two puffs from his cigarette and did not stop him.
...
After seven days, Wang Feng finally returned to the apartment.
As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Mu Ningjiao and Ai Tutu sitting on the sofa.
Mu Ningjiao was wearing black stockings, while Ai Tutu was wearing white stockings. Their two pairs of long, beautiful legs were crossed, making one's imagination run wild.
This is great!
It's the Black and White Fiends!
"Huh? Wang Feng is back?"
Upon seeing Wang Feng, Ai Tutu jumped up from the sofa with a smile on her face.
Mu Ningjiao did not speak, all her words hidden within her gentle gaze.
"Don't be so rude, call me Brother!" Wang Feng glared at Ai Tutu.
Then he looked at Mu Ningjiao and smiled slightly: "Jiaojiao, how was it, did you receive any compensation?"
Mu Ningjiao nodded and softly replied: "A top-tier Spirit Seed and five portions of Intermediate Level Plant System cultivation resources."
"That little? That shouldn't be right, should it?" Wang Feng frowned slightly.
Mu Ningjiao smiled slightly and added: "And a National Government ballot."
"A ballot? So that's it."
The value of a National Government ballot is far higher than those resources.
Ai Tutu leaned over and asked curiously: "Brother Wang Feng, what did you get? This time, over a dozen aristocratic families and forces jointly exerted pressure, but unfortunately, the compensation details were not made public. Dean Xiao was in charge of your compensation."
Wang Feng smiled, his tone relaxed: "Three star river veins, one Spirit-grade Winged Demon Equipment, and three portions of High-Level cultivation resources."
"Wow! Song He, that old geezer, has so much family wealth! What a loss, he should have been made to cough up more resources earlier!" Ai Tutu said with some dissatisfaction.
Wang Feng smiled and then asked: "Do your Plant System have attached demon seeds?"
Mu Ningjiao and Ai Tutu exchanged glances and shook their heads.
Plant seeds are much rarer than elemental seeds, after all, Plant System demons are very scarce in this world.
Furthermore, not every Plant System demon necessarily produces seeds.
And if a Plant demon seed is successfully cultivated, there's a chance it can develop consciousness, which can then be contracted by an Intermediate Level Summoning mage as a contracted beast pet.
Therefore, it's almost impossible to find Plant demon seeds on the market. Most mages who awaken the Plant System basically use ordinary plant seeds that have been specially cultivated.
"Here, these are for you."
Wang Feng took out two pseudo-fear demon seeds and placed them in Mu Ningjiao's and Ai Tutu's hands.
"These are… Plant demon seeds?" Mu Ningjiao said in surprise.
"Yes, these are Battle General Level-level pseudo-fear demon seeds, obtained in Jinlin City. Their toughness and growth speed are quite good. Just make do with them for now, and we can replace them with better ones later," Wang Feng nodded.
"Thank you, Brother Wang Feng!" Ai Tutu's face broke into a radiant smile.
Then, after a moment of hesitation, she stood on her tiptoes and quickly kissed Wang Feng's cheek, then, like a cheerful little bird, she swiftly ran upstairs.
"This girl…" Wang Feng shook his head helplessly, his gaze falling on Mu Ningjiao.
"Jiaojiao, no expression of gratitude?" Wang Feng pursed his lips.
Mu Ningjiao rolled her eyes at Wang Feng, her cheeks slightly flushed, and whispered: "Tonight… come to my room."
With that, she turned and went upstairs.
"Blessed tonight~"
...
At night, moonlight streamed like water, spilling onto the apartment window sills.
Wang Feng quietly entered Mu Ningjiao's boudoir.
The room's layout was full of girlish charm, with pink curtains, a soft bed, and even a few cute dolls, though he wasn't sure if Ai Tutu had placed them there.
A faint fragrance permeated the air, as if it were Mu Ningjiao's unique scent.
Mu Ningjiao sat by the window, gazing at the moon outside.
She was wearing a red dress, its light fabric clinging to her graceful and alluring figure.
Her faintly visible silhouette, under the dim lighting, appeared exceptionally tempting, making Wang Feng's heart stir.
"Jiaojiao, I'm coming in."
Hearing this, Mu Ningjiao turned her head, her cheeks flushed, her eyes holding a hint of shyness and anticipation.
"Mm~"