Chapter 52: Xiadie's Terrifying Spirit Power (Part 1)

"Do I still have a choice?"

Zhang Peng's voice was bitter, his expression full of sorrow.

"How could you not?"

The corners of Xiadie's mouth curled into a smile, "You have made your choice, haven't you?"

"For example..."

Xiadie snapped her fingers.

The flowers in the flower field swayed gently, and the space in several places began to distort.

Butterflies danced gracefully, and in the positions of the distorted space, previously hidden existences revealed their forms.

Not many, not few, twelve Spirit beasts.

The butterflies flying out of Xiadie's flower field circled around, restraining the twelve Spirit beasts that were just one step away from leaving the Flower Sea.

"Sir, you are not honest." Xiadie tilted her head, "However, I am willing to give you another chance."

"How did you discover it?"

Zhang Peng's face was ashen; his twelve beasts could be used as another form of Jin Chan Tuo Qiao.

His calm demeanor just now was to put the girl before him at ease; he intended to borrow the beast envoys to leave the Domain, then use a soul skill to temporarily merge into those beast spirits to escape safely.

As for fighting, Zhang Peng never considered it from the start; with a level 97 Wang Xian'er, plus a girl of unknown strength, he would absolutely have no way to survive with less than twenty percent of his strength.

He did not expect that his secret use of his Eighth Soul Skill would still be detected by the other party.

With just this Flower Sea, she had restrained twelve Spirit beast spirit bodies comparable to Spirit Douluos in one breath; these were the twelve beast envoys he had carefully selected.

"You have underestimated me a little."

Xiadie's ethereal voice rang out, "The Flower Sea belongs to me; isn't it normal that you cannot escape while you are inside the Flower Sea?"

"Miss Xiadie, you know that is not what I am asking." Zhang Peng pressed on.

These Spirit beast spirit bodies were at least at the Spirit Douluo level; the person before him was only a Spirit Master, and even with an Extreme Attribute, she should not be this strong.

"Sir." Xiadie sighed, "Should I call you smart, or should I call you a fool?"

"You guessed that the crack in the sky was caused by me, so why would you think I had no plan to stop you from escaping?"

"What I control is the Death Domain, and your Spirit beast spirits are not truly submissive to you either."

Zhang Peng was silent; Xiadie's words were deafening.

Which Evil Soul Master collects souls without using brute force to make those souls submit obediently?

"Wandering spirits of the world, may you find peace." Xiadie's voice echoed in the Flower Sea.

The butterflies of the Flower Sea danced within Xiadie's Domain, guiding the twelve beast spirits with a special frequency.

Those twelve summoned Spirit beast envoys broke free from the shackles of the martial soul.

They looked at Xiadie with gratitude, then turned into specks of light and dissipated into the heavens and earth.

"My power!"

Zhang Peng's expression changed abruptly; the twelve beast envoys he had carefully selected had disappeared.

"Sir, how do you choose?" Xiadie looked at him, not in a hurry at all.

12 Spirit Douluo-level beast envoys could indeed deal a devastating blow to Xiadie.

But standing next to her was the level 97 Wang Xian'er, and with the Domain covering the area, it was similar to a team-up scenario.

Xiadie was able to draw upon the other party's soul power with their consent and store it in the Flower Sea to use as a battery.

The power she originally stored in the Flower Sea came from that great battle in Xingluo Cheng, and now, combined with Wang Xian'er's soul power, it allowed her to suppress the twelve beast envoys that were left only in a state of resentment.

"Do you still want to struggle?" Xiadie withdrew her thoughts and looked at Zhang Peng.

Wang Xian'er stood to the side, watching this scene quietly; she had also noticed Zhang Peng releasing the beast envoys to try and escape the Domain earlier.

She did not know much about the Death Attribute, but as a level 97 Titled Douluo, it would be quite embarrassing if she could not even see that the other party was preparing a move to escape.

Not everyone is like that Xuan Lao from Shrek, who can get a batch of students killed just by leading a team out.

"Zhang Peng, it is only ten years; is your life not worth ten years of service?"

Wang Xian'er spoke at the right moment.

She did not know why Xiadie wanted to recruit Zhang Peng; was it just because Zhang Peng kept his promises?

However, since Xiadie wanted to do it, she would assist from the side.

"Your Excellency Medical Immortal, we are not in a hurry."

Xiadie's eyes were deep as she sized up the silent Zhang Peng, and she blurted out: "Sir, the more you struggle, the more excited I get... uh."

"Sorry, I accidentally channeled a character from a novel." Xiadie coughed twice, masking the embarrassed look on her face.

"You didn't hear that just now, let's start over."

Xiadie was righteous and stern, wearing the expression of 'as long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassed one is someone else.'

This digression actually eased the tense atmosphere quite a bit.

"You win, place the restriction on me!"

Zhang Peng let out a long sigh; his escape plan had failed, and he had no other choice.

Knowing so much about the other party, he either had to die or work for them.

Just as Wang Xian'er said, it was only ten years; grit his teeth, stomp his feet, and it would pass.

"I hope you keep your word." Zhang Peng looked at Xiadie, his voice sounding helpless.

"That goes without saying."

Xiadie nodded and walked toward Zhang Peng.

Wang Xian'er, however, became tense, subconsciously locking her martial soul and Spirit Power onto Zhang Peng, fearing that he might pull another trick.

Xiadie reached out her fair palm and slowly placed it on Zhang Peng's forehead.

"Open your mind." The voice drifted faintly into Zhang Peng's ears.

Zhang Peng did not resist; the moment his Spirit Power touched Xiadie, his Spirit Sea trembled violently, his body stiffened, and his pupils rapidly dilated.

"You, you..."

Zhang Peng's gaze was vacant, and he was unable to react even after Xiadie moved her hand away from his forehead.

"I have already placed a mark upon you."

Xiadie stepped back two paces, folded her hands in front of her, and paused,

"In ten years, I will grant you your freedom."

The gentle voice echoed, and Zhang Peng's thoughts returned to his body; his voice trembled: "Who exactly are you?"

Feeling the binding on his soul, Zhang Peng realized he had indeed been placed under a restriction; he could not speak of much of the information regarding Xiadie to the outside world.

But what Zhang Peng found most incomprehensible was not the restriction, but the moment their Spirit Powers had touched.

Vast, boundless... stable.

Compared to her, his own Level 96 Spirit Power was like a drop of water falling into the ocean, unable to stir up even a ripple.

Not even the Holy Spirit Cult leader, the Level 98 Peak Douluo Zhongli Wu, had ever given him such an irresistible feeling.

Spirit Power intensity is closely linked to the body and soul power, and no matter how strong it is, there is a certain limit.

Once this limit is exceeded, the body will disintegrate and the soul power will dissipate.

But what about the Xiadie before him?

Her Spirit Power, let alone compared to a Soul Master, was far inferior even to a Peak Douluo.

At this moment, a sentence echoed incessantly in Zhang Peng's mind: "If you do not cultivate, seeing me is like a frog in a well gazing at the moon in the sky; if you do cultivate, seeing me is like a mayfly seeing the vast blue sky."

Zhang Peng's body was rigid, his lips trembled slightly, and a mechanical-sounding voice rang out:

"You, what exactly are you?"

Hearing this, Xiadie raised an eyebrow, her voice sounding slightly dangerous: "Sir, your words are very presumptuous!"