Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 700: Chapter 518: A New Member Appears

Night.

Under dim lights, Lin Feng was shirtless, wearing black swimming trunks as he soaked in the pool.

Surrounding the pool were fifteen individuals.

Among them were young girls in school uniforms and elderly people with white hair, varying in age but sharing a common identity—water element therapists.

Demon spirits from the healing series are costly, and most therapists have family or faction support, lacking no financial backing.

If they want to make money, there are plenty of ways, no need to come here late at night.

Over the past two years, the Avengers Alliance has proven its record and contributions, and their sole purpose here is to express their heartfelt gratitude and admiration.

”What does the Wind God want us to do?”

The girl in the school uniform looked at Lin Feng, curiously asking.

She initially thought someone was seriously injured; otherwise, why gather so many therapists?

But now it seems that’s not the case.

Her gaze remained fixed on Lin Feng, unapologetically showing admiration and a hint of affection.

Lin Feng was only a few years older than her but was her idol.

After spotting a large summoning of water therapists by the Avengers Alliance on the martial artist forum, she skipped her meal, rushing to Dingsheng Hotel, fearing they would reach capacity.

She cares not for money; seeing her idol was satisfaction enough.

If she could get an autographed photo after the event, it would be perfect.

Just this meeting suffices to make classmates envious; if Lin Feng called for more than just water element therapists, there would be many times more attendees.

”Haha.”

Seeing her call him the ’Wind God,’ Lin Feng chuckled, explaining, ”Please release your healing techniques into the pool. As much as you can, it’s not necessary to channel them directly at me.”

”Alright.”

Though puzzled, the girl obediently nodded, without asking further.

”Are you undergoing a blood exchange?”

An elderly man hesitantly asked.

His gaze lingered on Lin Feng’s wrist.

Lin Feng’s hands were submerged in the water, with two wounds on his wrists, droplets of blood spilling into the pool, quickly spreading and vanishing into the water.

Self-harm and healing?

What kind of trickery is this?

Though vaguely comprehending Lin Feng’s aim, he didn’t quite grasp the significance of this act.

Replacing human blood with the moisturizing agents of the water series healing techniques?

Theoretically, it’s feasible.

Lin Feng gathered over a hundred water therapists, possibly lasting half a month, clearly not just a preliminary experiment.

Can the body adapt?

Regardless of the ultimate success, the main question is the benefit of such actions?

Is it for automatic body repair during combat?

Even if successful, the moisturizing agents will need renewal, lasting not very long, necessitating prompt replenishment.

”Hmm.”

Lin Feng nodded slightly, neither denying nor explaining the reason.

Because he couldn’t find an explanation.

The blood exchange served merely to alleviate the assimilation by Nightmare.

It was the only method he conceived of.

But this only partially relieves, as assimilation affects wholly—not just blood, but every piece of muscle and cell.

”Thank you.”

Lin Feng expressed his gratitude.

The others sensed Lin Feng’s reluctance to explain, wisely choosing not to ask further.

They came here to express thanks, not to probe secrets.

If Lin Feng opted not to disclose, he must have his reasons.

”Water Moisturizing!”

”Rain Liquid!”

”Favor of the Sea!”

”Bathing in Spring Breeze!”

Accompanied by their entry into demon transformation, each water series healing soul skill was unleashed.

Like a mist, like a light rain, the techniques appeared above the pool, gently falling, refreshing the air, as the previously clear water gradually turned a light blue.

The girl who spoke first was a freshman in college, having recently refined a demon spirit, only releasing two basic-level water healing techniques before exhausting her Soul Power, while the others managed to release numerous techniques. The elderly man unleashed seven healing techniques in succession before pausing, a little breathless.

His gaze swept around, nodding in satisfaction, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Still vigorous despite age, he hadn’t been discarded.

Spiritual Power depleted, his complexion pale, he wanted to persist and release another technique, but Dong Yunan promptly halted him, leading him into a room to rest.

One after another, therapists left after exhausting their Soul Power, yet soon, another group took their place.

When Soul Power recovered, they reappeared to rotate.

For 24 hours a day, Lin Feng soaked in a pool filled with moisturizing agents, even when sleeping.

During this period, he ate and drank nothing.

The process of blood exchange was excruciating.

This torment wasn’t sharp pain, but a chronic torment.

Although with Dong Yunan’s help, Lin Feng had been trying for three years, the small doses couldn’t compare to the current hundreds of people continuously releasing Healing Techniques.

The body’s rejection drove Lin Feng insane.

It felt like thousands of ants were crawling all over him, burrowing into his flesh, which was far more torturous than sharp pain, and he couldn’t sleep well either.

Within just one week, Lin Feng lost over ten pounds, mentally and physically exhausted.

Lin Feng’s summoning of a large number of Water Series therapists for blood exchange also sparked heated discussion, with media speculating various scenarios, some even claiming Lin Feng was terminally ill and the blood exchange was merely to prolong his life.

There were also media speculating that Lin Feng was trying to enhance his physique, and after enhancement, his strength would greatly increase.

To this, Lin Feng gave no explanations and did not give up.

Though he was constantly on the verge of collapse, always having thoughts of giving up, he persevered silently with a mad determination.

He had no way out now.

As his strength increased, aiding teammates in absorbing Soul Skills, the assimilation by the Nightmare grew deeper, needing an immediate solution, or else during the King Becoming plan, that Nightmare would undoubtedly seize the opportunity to take over his body.

The opportunity to gather so many Water Series therapists was rare, not just achievable with money, and Lin Feng didn’t want to quit.

After half a month, Lin Feng gradually adapted to the body’s rejection reactions. Though still uncomfortable, it was not as unbearable as before.

The process was grueling, but the result was good.

The assimilation issue was temporarily alleviated.

A cold breath spread from his fingertips, condensing into ice shards, as Lin Feng gently cut his skin, observing the changes in his blood.

Half of his blood had been replaced by moisturizing agents, the blood showing a bizarre blue-red color, even the muscles tinged with a streak of blue, appearing eerie and horrifying.

His body had lost its normal warmth, the skin exuding cold, and the thermometer showed only 17 degrees.

Fortunately, this low temperature didn’t cause discomfort; instead, it made Lin Feng feel refreshed.

The wound was cut open but healed at a visually observable speed, returning to normal in just five seconds.

This recovery ability was undoubtedly heaven-defying, more exaggerated than any special physique or advanced Healing Techniques, the only pity being it couldn’t be maintained.

As the moisturizing agents gradually disappeared, this ability would also weaken until it vanished.

When the last trace of moisturizing agent in the pool was absorbed by his body, Lin Feng stepped out of the pool.

When he, dressed in new clothes, appeared in front of Yun Kai and his group, they breathed a sigh of relief, finally relaxed.

”You really look terrible now.”

Yu Qiao, habitually tongue-in-cheek, said with some schadenfreude.

At this time, Lin Feng’s face was pale, emaciated beyond recognition, gaunt cheeks, and eyes underlined by bones, his frail body weighing under a hundred pounds, as if a light breeze could topple him, almost unrecognizable, though his spirit seemed decent enough.

”Brother Feng!”

Yun Kai appeared a bit excited.

These days he had been enduring Lin Feng’s collapse, fortunate that in the end, he persevered.

”Half a month, you really can endure!”

Ye Xing praised.

They knew the purpose of Lin Feng’s blood exchange, though unable to truly empathize, could imagine the agony to drive the always strong Lin Feng mad, in sustained collapse.

”Didn’t want to either, it almost drove me to the brink.”

Lin Feng said helplessly, his voice somewhat hoarse, slumping on the sofa, not wanting to move.

”Get me something to eat.”

Lin Feng requested.

”Okay, coming right up.”

Ye Qiu replied.

Ten minutes later, a table full of food appeared before Lin Feng. Considering he hadn’t eaten for half a month, the food was light, mainly porridge and pastries. Lin Feng ate slowly, taking almost an hour.

After eating, his spirit revived a little more.

”In total, over a thousand resumes, we picked eleven, waiting for you to make the final decision.”

Seeing Lin Feng finishing his meal, Ye Qiu handed over a folder.

”Hmm.”

Lin Feng nodded, taking the folder and quickly browsing through.

These eleven resumes were indeed chosen per his requirements, not strong in power, but with unique abilities aiding the team.

The third resume belonged to a Mind Hypnotist named Li Xintian, who had refined a Ninth Tier Dream Demon, adept not only at Spiritual Attacks but also in inducing deep sleep.

In deep sleep, bodily functions rapidly recover.

This ability was excellent, an indispensable talent for any team.

However, the Avengers Alliance had two therapists.

Plus, He Jun’s sacrifice ability could keep them in optimal condition, making this ability somewhat redundant to them.

Recruiting such talent posed no issue, but having him join the Avengers Alliance, wasting a contract quota seemed unnecessary.

The first five resumes did not impress Lin Feng until he reached the sixth one.

It was a boy named Gong Shan.

His ability was, surprisingly, his sister.