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Ling Yan could see Hua Longning's corpse withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was like a balloon that had been deflated into an ugly piece of human skin in just a few seconds.

This... Ling Yan was flabbergasted.

The golden light that shot out from his chest seemed to be …

Just as Ling Yan realized this, that golden light suddenly flew out from the paper-like corpse of Hua Longning. Then, under Ling Yan's astonished gaze, it gradually condensed into an illusory golden figure.

Although the figure looked blurry, Ling Yan could vaguely see that it was a woman.

Elegant and graceful, with a protruding front and back.

Ling Yan's eyelids twitched. Why was this person so familiar?

That's right, isn't this the battle spirit? When Ling Yan had just obtained the 'Berserk Golden Body Tactic', he had encountered a seductive woman in his battle spirit space. Her figure was just like this.

"Hehe, little master, haven't you seen my body for a long time? Do you miss me for a while?"

At this moment, a coquettish voice appeared beside Ling Yan's ear. The source of the voice came from the golden figure in front of him.

"You … You really are a battle spirit. Why did you come out … And this … "What's going on?"

Ling Yan was stunned for a moment, pointing at Hua Long's paper-like body, stuttering a little as he asked.

"Hehe, I've found something good. It's a bit beneficial for me …"

As the battle spirit saw Ling Yan's somewhat confused expression, it twisted its waist and arrived in front of Ling Yan. With a somewhat illusory finger pointing at Ling Yan's forehead, it cutely smiled and said, "Little master, that ignorant appearance of yours is truly adorable. The thing this fellow is referring to is this fellow's blood essence …"

With these words, Ling Yan immediately took a few steps back. His expression instantly became a little tense.

Damn, it can't be, right? A battle spirit can still absorb a human's blood essence as nourishment …

If he had such a terrifying thing with him, would he be alright?

Although a battle spirit could allow him to display a formidable combat strength for a short period of time, if a battle spirit came along and sucked up all of his blood essence, wouldn't he die?

After cultivating the 'Berserk Golden Body Tactic', the blood vitality within his body was countless times stronger than a Qi Cultivator. His blood essence was even more precious, and his battle spirit wasn't moved by this?

Moreover, that's right, this' Berserk Golden Body Tactic 'was given to him by his battle spirit back then. It even urged him to cultivate it properly and quickly increase his strength … Could it be that the battle spirit had already been planning on this?

As Ling Yan thought of this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He felt a chill run down his spine.

Strength was important, but relatively speaking, a small life was more important.

"Aiya, little master, are you nervous?" As the battle spirit saw Ling Yan vigilantly look at it, it immediately felt a bit wronged. "Humph, I'm angry. I've helped you so much and you still suspect me …"

The battle spirit ruthlessly glared at Ling Yan. It suddenly moved to a nearby rock and sat on it. Its head turned, leaving Ling Yan with a magnificent and angry back view.

An invisible resentment seeped out from the battle spirit and quickly wrapped around Ling Yan.

Ling Yan was also a bit embarrassed. Now that he thought about it, if it wasn't for his battle spirit, he would have died countless times over already.

He probably couldn't even beat Wang Ba, that playboy.

That way, not only herself, but also Ye Chong'er would be in danger. Not to mention the fact that she would be admitted into the Crimson Nimbus Martial School, and would also be hunted down by Ouyang Chao's guards.

"Battle spirit?" Ling Yan called out probingly.

There was no response.

Ling Yan lightly coughed twice. He rubbed his nose and slowly walked to the side of the battle spirit. Although the battle spirit was blurry, it still had an astonishingly beautiful side profile. "Battle spirit, don't misunderstand. I was only a bit frightened all of a sudden, how could I suspect you?"

"Humph!"

The battle spirit gave a charming snort and turned its head to the side, once again leaving Ling Yan with a gorgeous, angry back of its head.

"Ugh …" That... That... "That …" Ling Yan had never had the experience of coaxing girls, so this time, he was immediately blinded. The one who kept talking didn't know what to say.

It was one thing for him to hit him, but he wasn't good at persuading others.

The battle spirit had already pricked its ears, but it hadn't heard Ling Yan speak for a long time. This caused the battle spirit that wanted to hear what apology Ling Yan had to say to her to suddenly become somewhat speechless.

"That, that you big head, smelly master!"

The battle spirit stood up and flirtatiously rolled his eyes at Ling Yan. "Well, I'm not a stingy person. I'll forgive you. There won't be a next time, otherwise I'll strike."

"Awesome."

"What's so good about it? They're hoping for a strike, aren't they?"

"No, no, no …" Ling Yan quickly waved his hand and explained, "You have forgiven me. It was extremely good …"

Possession a battle spirit was a killing move of Ling Yan. If it was a strike, then Ling Yan's combat strength would drop by more than a level.

"Pfft ~ Little master, you look so cute in your panic …" "Alright, let's cut to the chase. Let's get down to business."

The battle spirit laughed, and then her face turned solemn. She put away her smile and looked at Ling Yan.