My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome
Chapter 509 - 508: Despicable Person

Chapter 509: Chapter 508: Despicable Person

When Shao Zifeng returned to the hotel, his mind was still replaying Li Tianwen’s blade technique.

With just a flick of the wrist, the blade’s momentum effortlessly shifted, smooth from start to finish without the slightest hint of hesitation. He himself had tried several times, but no matter how subtle the wrist flick, the long blade would momentarily pause due to inertia after being lifted.

Unfortunately, Li Tianwen was unwilling to take him on as a disciple but had agreed to find him a retired military blade expert as a coach after the virus issue was dealt with.

After a quick wash, Shao Zifeng took the Whale Horn Blade to the living room, ready to test the actual effects of this special blade.

Scanning the living room, Shao Zifeng placed a roll of paper on the coffee table.

His hair fluttered slightly, ice-blue pupils instantly filled his eye sockets, and the phantom fish fins attached to his ears swayed on their own without any wind.

At the same time, his hand gripping the blade was entwined with elemental particles of ice, and the straight, shiny blade visibly formed a layer of Ice Flowers. As Shao Zifeng continuously fed energy into it, the Ice Flowers spread further down the blade, shrouding the entire blade in a misty fog of ice.

Ding~

The moment the blade was beautifully covered with Ice Flowers, Shao Zifeng suddenly swung, chopping quickly at the roll of paper.

One slash.

Two slashes.

Each slash by Shao Zifeng was small in scope, the phantom blade’s shadow sped up and slowed down unpredictably during the descent, changing its trajectory constantly, clearly displaying the effects of the Ice Mirror.

Even so, as soon as he lifted his arm to make the fourth slash, the Ice Flowers on the blade visibly retreated, exposing the blade underneath that reflected a cold light.

Shao Zifeng lowered the blade, it was still too heavy. With a lighter wooden blade, he could have chopped faster.

Five seconds passed in a flash.

Ding.

A crisp collision sound rang out, and the roll of paper on the coffee table suddenly bulged irregularly.

Several Ice Spurs instantly tore through the outer packaging bag, twinkling with a crisp luster under the light.

As soon as Shao Zifeng reached out to touch them, those Ice Spurs dissipated instantly, leaving behind only a few holes in the roll of paper.

"So this is the effect of the Ice Flower."

Shao Zifeng scrutinized the shallow cuts on the roll of paper.

Seeking speed, the force behind each of his slashes had been quite light.

It seems that as long as it makes contact during the activation period, it could be considered an ’effective Slashing’.

As for the effect.

If that Ice Flower had bloomed at a vital point, a single strike could virtually bring instant death.

Shao Zifeng was very satisfied with this result.

As for the drawbacks.

The only drawback was that activating the ’Ice Flower’s’ special effect consumed a bit too much, and with his current ’Stage Two Bonding Reaction’ control over the elements, he could activate it twice at most in a short period. Considering the ongoing drain from ’Ice Mirror,’ achieving two activations might not be possible.

As for how to improve the ’Bonding Reaction,’ there was still no clear direction, and it was an unknown whether it could be increased further.

Therefore, just like ’Entangle,’ this technique could only be used as a trump card. And if he wanted to maximize its power in a short time span, he would have to increase his own blade speed.

After completing the technical summary, Shao Zifeng did not rush to rest.

Instead, he stood in the living room repeatedly practicing the wrist-flick slash.

Under the light, the Whale Horn Blade left behind a trail of afterimages, and sweat soon soaked Shao Zifeng’s hair.

He stopped practicing only when the elemental energy of ice was completely exhausted.

...

In a certain area of the Pacific Ocean.

The ocean breeze carried colossal waves that ceaselessly swallowed the dark reefs.

At the heart of this group of reefs was a steep, colossal one, atop which a villa stood, its surroundings periodically surveyed by black-clad individuals riding flying beasts.

Inside the villa’s study, a man dressed in a black robe faced a full-length window, delighting in the relentless waves battering the reef.

The violent waves washed over the window again and again, leaving stains on the glass as the tide receded.

Knock knock.

"Enter!"

The man sat in his executive chair, spinning around with his hands crossed atop the desk, "Enter."

The door silently opened, and a blonde woman in a black trench coat walked in. She placed one hand respectfully on her ample left breast and bowed, "Chairman."

"Speak."

"Yes." The woman kept her head down, seemingly afraid to look directly at the man, "Chairman, feedback has been received for the batch of Source Virus dispersed worldwide."

"According to reports from various national branches, the transmission has been most effective in the Bald Eagle and Tianzhu Country as well as many of their small allies."

"After multiple mutations over this period, we have collected two target virus strains. With just a bit of cultivation and another round of dispersal, I believe we will quickly gather sufficient amounts of Source Power."

Thud thud thud.

The man’s slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the solid wood desk, "What about the Great Xia side?"

The woman bowed even lower upon hearing this, "Great Xia seems to have countermeasures, and our people have not detected any evidence of the virus spreading."

As the tapping fingers stopped, the man stood up from the chair, "You, come here and talk."

"Yes!"

The woman approached with her head down and knelt by his side.

The man leaned down, whispering into her ear. His pale hand grabbed her cheek, panic flashed in the blonde woman’s eyes, yet she still dared not resist.

"How much longer do you predict we need to gather the Source Power required by the superior?"

Warm breath brushed past the woman’s ear, sending chills down her spine as she trembled even more violently.

"Two... two years."

"Hmm?"

The blonde woman hastily corrected herself, "No, one year! Just one year. If you give me one year, I can gather enough Source Power."

The man released her, taking out a handkerchief with a hint of disgust and gently wiping his fingers. His indifferent voice resounded above the woman’s head.

"One year is too long. The superior has mentioned that there are lowlifes attempting to steal His power."

"But... But we are already accelerating the dispersal as much as possible. Increasing the intensity any further might provoke a backlash."

The man turned to gaze at the vast ocean through the floor-to-ceiling window, where several giant, mutated sea beasts were tearing and biting a frenzy shark, their thick blood dyeing a swath of the sea red.

In the turbulent blood-stained waters, numerous sea wolves darted around, boldly scavenging.

Because they were small enough, they did not draw the giant combatants’ attention.

"Don’t you think this world has been calm for too long?"

"We need a war, no, we need countless wars and upheavals." His body shuddered with excitement, "Death, pain, plague, decay..."

"The very thought is unbearably thrilling." His voice grew more fervent, "When the whole world is rife with panic and wails, I bet the superior will be pleased with the new world we’ve created to welcome Him."

"What do you think?"

The woman trembled, her complexion turning even paler.

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