Super War God in the City

Ling Fan curiously watched the scene before him, wondering what this guy would look like after transforming, his heart couldn't help but feel curious!

"Taking this Illusion Spirit Pill on Earth, I guess you probably don't have to go through Heavenly Tribulation, right?" the Holy Princess muttered to herself in her mind.

"What?" Ling Fan didn't understand and asked in confusion.

Just then, the sky suddenly turned dark with rolling clouds, flashing lightning, and thunderous roars, as a mass of dark clouds gathered above Flat-Head Bro.

"There's Heavenly Tribulation here too?" the Holy Princess said in surprise.

"Heavenly Tribulation? Is he in any danger?" Ling Fan looked up at the pitch-black clouds in the sky with concern.

"He should be fine. The Illusion Spirit Pill itself also has the ability to resist the thunderclouds, and besides, this Heavenly Tribulation doesn't seem as strong as I expected!" the Holy Princess said calmly.

"Moreover, this guy is tough and resilient. Even if the Heavenly Tribulation were a bit stronger, I reckon it still wouldn't be able to harm him!"

After the Holy Princess spoke, a bolt of lightning rolled down from the dark clouds and for a moment illuminated the dim sky.

"Crack!"

"Boom~"

A thunderous boom rang out as the lightning struck Flat-Head Bro, who was now enveloped in a ball of white light.

The white misty radiance that shrouded Flat-Head Bro only shuddered momentarily and wasn't significantly affected.

After that, nine consecutive bolts of lightning struck down, each stronger than the last.

By this time, Official Ling had already retreated far off, as even standing nearby put him at risk due to the immense power of the last bolts of lightning!

"I say, this Illusion Spirit Pill better not have been wasted!" Ling Fan mumbled embarrassedly.

"No need to worry, it's actually good to have nine bolts; it's quite a fortunate opportunity. This fellow already has a formidable body, and after this tempering, he will likely rise even higher!" said the Holy Princess with a laugh.

Just then, a loud shout came from within the white radiance.

"F*ck, who the hell dares to strike me with lightning!" Along with the words, a white-haired teenager with a flat-top haircut burst out.

Looking up at the clouds above, he pointed to the sky and cursed angrily, "Son of a b*tch, come down here if you dare, sneaky coward, spineless fool!"

Official Ling, watching from a distance, was dumbfounded. The young lad before him had clear eyes and a handsome face, appearing to be about twelve or thirteen years old, with a chubby little face that was both silly and adorable.

"Is this really that simple-minded guy? Flat-Head Bro?" Ling Fan smacked his lips, muttering to himself in disbelief.

At the same time, Ling Fan could clearly perceive a new mark in his Sea of Soul Consciousness, a marvelous feeling, the result of an automatic Soul Contract with the fellow before him.

At this moment, the tribulation clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the bright sunshine once again showered down upon the earth!

The white-haired teenager snapped out of it, and immediately turned to look at Ling Fan. In a flash, he appeared before him, startling Ling Fan.

"My lord above, please accept your humble servant's bow!" The teenager immediately knelt on one knee, clasping his hands together, and respectfully bowed.

Official Ling's mouth twitched, still somewhat unaccustomed to this.

In fact, the youngster had always been extremely clever, and now, having transformed due to the Illusion Spirit Pill and being force-fed by Ling Fan with five thousand years of Huaxia's Confucian and Buddhist culture, he had become even more formidable.

"Hmm, rise. Do you have a name?" Ling Fan steadied his emotions and asked coolly.

"No, I humbly ask my lord to bestow one upon me!" the youngster replied respectfully.

This submission and respect came from the soul itself, with no reasoning behind it—such is the power of a Soul Contract.

Ling Fan stroked his chin, pondering, and after a moment's deliberation said, "From now on, you shall be called Feng Xiaobai. Now that you have transformed, the past is no longer tied to you, do you understand?"

"Xiaobai stands alone, grateful for the great fortune bestowed upon me by my lord!" Feng Xiaobai said.

The Flat-Head Bro species wasn't entirely invincible on the great plains of Africa; occasionally, they would meet disaster. When encountering creatures like leopards, they faced the danger of being killed.

Feng Xiaobai's parents had been hunted down by leopards not long ago while out hunting!

In the natural law of the survival of the fittest, facing life and death, the Flat-Head Bro species had long grown indifferent.

However, Feng Xiaobai still felt somewhat sad in his heart.

Ling Fan stood still, pondering for a moment, feeling that it was better to go find Qiao Yuchan first, leaving her alone at Moses Manor was ultimately not very reassuring.

"Let's go!" Ling Fan commanded in a low voice, his figure flashing as he swept in a certain direction with urgency.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaobai subsequently followed.

Ling Fan, perceiving Feng Xiaobai following behind him, was secretly astonished in his heart!

"Holy Princess, what is his level of cultivation?" Ling Fan inquired.

"He is at the Wuxuan Realm, with the power of the Illusion Spirit Pill hidden in his body, not even one ten-thousandth absorbed.

Once completely absorbed, it will be enough to elevate his cultivation to an extremely high level, later you should pass on to him a suitable cultivation technique for Spiritual Beasts and Demonic Beasts!" the Holy Princess spoke.

Hearing this, Ling Fan was quite shocked in his heart, this guy had made rapid progress!

However, this was indeed good news; the stronger the kid was, the greater help he would be to himself!

At the same time, he searched his mind for a suitable cultivation technique from the Limitless Secret Tome!

"The 'Immeasurable Mysterious Spirit Scripture' from your tome is very suitable for him, you can pass it on!" Just as Ling Fan racked his brain, the voice of the Holy Princess came again.

Ling Fan was startled, realizing he had absolutely no secrets in front of the Holy Princess, he couldn't help but ask, "Holy Princess, what exactly is your origin!"

"Why ask so many questions, it will not harm you anyway, you are not yet qualified to know, wait until you have grown up a bit!" the Holy Princess said in a ghostly tone.

Ling Fan sighed in his heart, suppressed his curiosity, and did not ask further, immediately calling over Feng Xiaobai and after giving some instructions, passed the cultivation technique to him.

However, he only passed on the first half of the scripture.

"Once you have reached a certain level of cultivation, I will pass on to you the latter half, it is of no use to you now, remember, you must never reveal it to others!" Ling Fan warned solemnly.

"Yes, Boss!" Feng Xiaobai nodded in acknowledgment.

Within Moses Manor,

"Ivan, you must be very knowledgeable about Beiming's matters, could you please tell me about his past!" Qiao Yuchan, while being hosted by Ivan, sat at the dining table for a meal.

However, she was not interested in the food at the moment, instead taking the opportunity to learn about Ling Fan's past.

"Oh? He didn't tell you about his past affairs?" Ivan was a little surprised.

"I never had the time to ask him, can you tell me!" Qiao Yuchan's eyes brightened.

"If I told you, he wouldn't hold a grudge against me, would he? Perhaps it's something he didn't want you to know!" Ivan chuckled lightly.

"I assure you, he will have no objections against you. If you do not speak, he is in fact more likely to hold a grudge against you!" Qiao Yuchan responded with a light smile.

Ivan gave a helpless and bitter smile, thinking that this woman could simply blow in Ling Beiming's ear and probably make him shoot the messenger while lying down.

Thus, leaving a good impression on the women around Ling Beiming seemed much more important.

"Fine, what do you want to know!" Putting down the knife and fork in his hands, Ivan looked towards Qiao Yuchan.

"I want to know everything about his past..." Qiao Yuchan immediately spoke up.

After contemplating for a while, Ivan decided to share all he knew and began to introduce the past deeds of Beiming in a simplified manner.

In England, inside a medieval estate,

"Why has another young man appeared?" Lydia looked at the video footage, her face filled with confusion.

"Miss, when we were monitoring earlier, the satellite signal suddenly went out, and we haven't found the cause of the failure, strange!" A young man beside her reported with respect.

"Never mind, keep a close watch, and report his whereabouts to me at any time," Lydia instructed.

She then looked toward the figure in the video, a deep twinkle in her eyes as she muttered to herself, "If it's possible..."