DD—Chapter 13: The body is dead, the spirit is spiritual, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero!
"The body is dead, and the spirit is spiritual, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero... I, Dai Chengfeng, will never forget this blood feud!"
The army of the Heaven Dou Empire has withdrawn, and outside Wu'an City, peace has returned.
Only in the beacon fire, the raging wind, the rolling red flags, and the blood gathered into a stream... gurgling eastward. But this time, he will never return.
Dai Chengfeng stood in the center of the battlefield, at the place where he and a thousand brave and fearless soldiers fought to the death half an hour ago.
He slightly raised his head, his eyes tightly closed.
"Your Highness, are you... crying?"
Zhu Fan had been standing beside him, speaking softly.
"Oh, why would I cry..."
Dai Chengfeng did not admit it, and when he lowered his head again, there was no longer a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Uncle, don't comfort me."
"In war, there are always casualties. I still understand the principle that a kind person cannot lead an army."
"I just can't accept it!"
"Whose father, whose son, whose husband... Is there anyone waiting for them to return home safely?"
"Huh!"
Dai Chengfeng took a deep breath and looked at his bloody hands. "And I was thinking if I were strong enough—strong enough to wipe out all the armies of the Heaven Dou Empire myself..."
"Maybe, the result would be different."
Zhu Fan looked at his nephew, pursed his lips, and wanted to say something comforting. But in the end, he only sighed and patted his shoulder.
"Chengfeng!"
"Uncle can understand your feelings, but even Title Douluo has moments of exhaustion..."
"You have done well enough!"
Dai Chengfeng forced a smile. "Maybe."
"But since Title Douluo also has moments of exhaustion..."
"Then, what about God?"
He looked up again, gazing at the bloody setting sun in the sky. His golden eyes seemed to see through the barrier with that world. "Second-level God, First-level God, God King, and even above the God King!"
"One day, I will be in the name of White Emperor..."
Suddenly, he saw Dai Chengfeng's proud and upright figure falling straight into the distance.
"Chengfeng, Chengfeng..."
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Three days later
"Doctor, didn't you say that Chengfeng just lost too much blood and was completely exhausted, so he fainted?"
"But why, three full days have passed, and he is still unconscious?"
In a room in the City Lord's Mansion of Wu'an City, Zhu Fan looked at Dai Chengfeng, who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the bed with a ruddy face, and asked the white-haired old man beside him nervously.
"This is indeed strange."
The old man frowned slightly, pressed his fingers on Dai Chengfeng's pulse, and the green soul skill glowed. At the same time, he said: "From the pulse, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince is normal, and it can even be said that his blood and qi are more vigorous than those of ordinary people of the same age."
"But, with such a healthy pulse, how could he not wake up?"
During their conversation—
Bang—!
The doctor who was taking Dai Chengfeng's pulse was suddenly repelled several steps by an invisible force, then barely stabilized his body.
"What is this?"
At this moment—
A wisp of red air suddenly appeared around Dai Chengfeng, who had been sleeping all this time. It moved like thunder and lightning, lingering around him.
Soon, it became entangled with his innate Origin Metal Qi, as if two 'dragons' were fighting each other yet relying on each other harmoniously—extremely strange.
The old man widened his eyes in surprise, his expression full of deep confusion.
He had been practicing medicine for decades and had seen countless people, but what he saw today far exceeded his understanding.
Zhu Fan stood aside, also frowning, staring at Dai Chengfeng and sensing the airflow emanating from his body.
Suddenly—
A chilling breath, filled with endless murderous intent, entered his perception.
Zhu Fan couldn't help but blurt out in surprise: "Is this—murderous aura?!"
"How could such a strong murderous aura suddenly appear on Chengfeng? Is it good or bad?"
For a moment, Zhu Fan's eyes were full of worry. But he dared not step forward to disturb him.
After all, nothing seemed wrong now. What if disturbing him causes the situation to spiral out of control?
Therefore, Zhu Fan watched silently, ready to act if the murderous aura got out of control.
However, not long after, Zhu Fan was surprised to find that—
The originally disordered and uncontrolled murderous aura suddenly became like a gentle trickle, slowly flowing into a vast ocean and merging into Dai Chengfeng's soul power.
Not only that—
Dai Chengfeng's soul power continued to grow slowly but steadily under the influence of this murderous aura.
"Strange. It is said that the White Tiger Martial Soul of the Dai family has always been a light attribute, and I have never heard of anyone able to refine the murderous aura and utilize it for themselves."
"What happened to Chengfeng's body?"
All kinds of thoughts kept flashing through Zhu Fan's mind, but he could not find a reasonable explanation.
About half an hour later—
All the murderous aura, innate Origin Metal aura, and soul power on Dai Chengfeng's body fused in a strange proportion and gradually calmed down.
Everything was settled.
Dai Chengfeng, who had been sleeping for three days, finally moved his eyelids slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant—
A red light flashed through his eyes, carrying endless cold murderous intent. But it was fleeting, almost making people doubt whether it was just an illusion.
"Chengfeng, how do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?"
Seeing Dai Chengfeng wake up, Zhu Fan rushed forward in a flash, holding his shoulders tightly with both hands and asked anxiously.
Hearing this, Dai Chengfeng gently clenched his fists.
Feeling the full power in his body, almost overflowing, he couldn't help but smile.
Looking at Zhu Fan, he said in a relaxed tone: "Uncle, I'm fine. I feel better than before!"
"You kid... I don't know how your soul power broke through to level 15, but it must be better than before!"
Zhu Fan looked at Dai Chengfeng, his eyes both relieved and curious.
"But Chengfeng, you scared me and the old man just now."
"Tell me quickly—what's going on? Where did the murderous aura come from?"
"Did you faint over the past three days, or..."
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