The hall on the first floor was still dark. The ghost walked very slowly in the darkness, but the slower it was, the more frightening it was. It was as if this person was the owner of this villa and was strolling through his own home.
When he reached the corridor leading to Ding Meng's room, he stopped in front of the door as expected.
His figure suddenly blurred and then disappeared into thin air. If it weren't for Ding Meng's telekinesis vision, he might have really believed that this was a ghost from the spirit world.
With another "swoosh", Ghost's figure appeared in the middle of Ding Meng's room. He looked around and saw that Ding Meng was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly under the blanket. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.
Little did he know that his "Instant Transmission" martial skill had already alarmed Ding Meng, Little Rascal, and Xiao Ai.
This was the signature martial skill of the Light Element, Transient Steps. However, this person's use of it had reached the point of perfection. He had most likely surpassed the first three stages.
Xiao Ai said in a low voice, "The fourth stage, the Deity Realm."
Her conclusion was basically correct. However, if this person was also a poisoner, then he was a Light Element and Mutation Element Origin Ability user. Such a person definitely couldn't be weak and couldn't be underestimated.
However, what truly shocked Ding Meng was that this person was none other than the female soldier who had been serving them for the past few days — Le Fei.
The three of them hadn't realized that this extremely ordinary Le Fei was also an Origin Ability user. Moreover, she had hidden herself very well.
In truth, it was normal that Ding Meng hadn't noticed. There were only two possibilities. The first was that Le Fei's Origin Energy foundation was also very solid. She could control energy fluctuations and hide her aura.
The second was that the difference in strength between them wasn't that great. If a War Sovereign or War Master were to stay here, they would probably have noticed her abnormality on the first day they entered the villa.
"What is she trying to do?" Little Rascal observed the other party with interest.
Le Fei didn't seem to have any intention of sneak attacking Ding Meng. She walked to the table and gently picked up Ding Meng's ancient sword. Then, she slowly pulled it out.
As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the dark golden brilliance immediately lit up the room, threatening everyone's eyelids.
The sword light also illuminated Le Fei's excited face. She carefully observed the sword and clicked her tongue in praise, "It is indeed a rare weapon. Someone actually said that this is a child's toy. What kind of eyesight is that?"
She suddenly put the sword back into its scabbard and placed it on the table. She looked around again, as if she was looking for something more valuable. Unfortunately, Ding Meng had always been poor, so there was nothing that caught her eye.
Even when she saw Ding Meng's crew-necked backpack, she didn't make a move because she knew that it contained a whole box of calming tea, which she had packed herself.
After a long time, she looked at the sleeping Ding Meng and sighed softly, "Little brother, seeing that I've served you for so many days, isn't it too much to let me have this sword?"
After saying this, she turned around and picked up the ancient sword. It looked like she was about to leave.
However, at this moment, something strange happened. Her hand was clearly holding the scabbard, but the entire sword was fixed in the air, as if it had been enchanted. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move it in the slightest. It was as if there was another invisible hand holding the sword and trying to snatch it from her.
Le Fei was shocked. She decisively let go of the scabbard, and the ancient sword whizzed back to the bed.
When she looked up again, she saw that Ding Meng had sat up at some point. He used his telekinesis to control the ancient sword and put it back into his belt.
Le Fei was shocked. She couldn't help but cry out, "You … you weren't poisoned?"
Ding Meng sneered, "You have a good eye. You actually know that this is a good sword."
Le Fei reacted quickly. She kicked off the edge of the bed with her boots and flew out of the window like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate. Her movements were as agile as Ding Meng's.
Ding Meng wouldn't let her escape so easily. He also jumped up from the bed and jumped out of the window.
In Ding Meng's vision, Le Fei was clearly kneeling on one knee on the grass, but when he jumped down, she disappeared with a swoosh.
However, this trick was useless against Ding Meng at this stage. Ding Meng fell, pounced, and then quickly bounced to the left with one hand. His whole body was in the air like a cannonball, while his other hand slashed at the distorted air in front of him.
With a muffled bang, Le Fei, who was in the state of Phantom of the Opera, was sent flying. She rolled on the ground and revealed her real body.
She should be grateful to Ding Meng. He didn't use too much strength, otherwise, his karate chop would have shattered her shoulder blade. After all, she just wanted to steal and didn't have any killing intent.
Le Fei's skills weren't bad. She knelt on one knee again, her eyes full of surprise. "You actually have such excellent strength. I really misjudged you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared again with a swoosh. Then, she appeared in front of Ding Meng in the blink of an eye. Like a flying fox, a pair of steel claws popped out from the back of her hand. The claws flashed with a cold light as they clawed at Ding Meng's shoulder. Her speed was equally astonishing.
This time, Ding Meng didn't dare to face her head on. The moment the claws popped out, he saw a pink light dancing on the tip of the claws. His opponent's weapon was obviously poisoned. At the same time, it also confirmed Little Rascal and the others' guess: Le Fei was most likely the poisoner.
Ding Meng tiptoed and retreated backwards as light as a feather.
Unfortunately, he was wrong this time. Le Fei didn't want to attack his shoulder. The real killing intent was hidden under her palm. She suddenly opened her palm, and a large cloud of pink mist shot out from below. The pink mist directly enveloped Ding Meng.
"Cough cough cough." Ding Meng's violent coughs came from the mist.
Le Fei sighed softly. She rubbed her aching shoulder and slowly walked up. "Little brother, you look like you're only in your twenties. It's rare to see such good skills at such a young age. My 'Source-Devouring Agent' won't kill you. At most, it'll make you limp for six hours. I'm not letting you down …"
Something even more unexpected happened. A hand suddenly reached out from the mist and grabbed her throat at an unbelievable speed. It was as if she was being lifted off the ground.
"Ugh —"
Le Fei's throat constricted and her face turned purple.
She grabbed Ding Meng's wrist with her left hand and tried to pry it away. The steel claws on her right hand rose again and slashed at Ding Meng's shoulder.
She was fast, but Ding Meng was faster. His karate chop hit her wrist like lightning. This time, Ding Meng didn't hold back. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it.
There was a cracking sound. This was clearly the sound of her wrist bones breaking.
Ding Meng then gave Le Fei a side kick. Le Fei was finally sent flying. She landed in the middle of the flower bed in the courtyard, and the potted plants immediately shattered into pieces.
This time, Le Fei didn't have any hope of counterattacking. She struggled to get up, her eyes filled with unconcealable shock.
Ding Meng looked at her coldly and slowly walked toward her. How did he look like he had been poisoned at all?
"You …" Le Fei was shocked. "You're actually immune to the strengthened version of the Source-Devouring Agent. Just who are you?"
Her shock was reasonable. Based on the exchange just now, she was certain that Ding Meng was a thermodynamic Origin ability user and not a biochemical Origin ability user. Since when could a thermodynamic Origin ability user resist such a powerful poison?
Ding Meng said, "Seeing that you don't have any killing intent, I can let you go. Answer a few questions honestly, and I'll let you go."
"You want to kill me?" Le Fei suddenly laughed coldly. "You're dreaming."
Her figure suddenly became blurry. This time, it wasn't a light speed type martial skill. Instead, her entire body turned into a wisp of purple smoke. The purple smoke drifted toward the villa's main entrance like a viper. This kind of strange martial skill was simply unheard of.
"This isn't a martial skill. It's very likely some kind of secret technique," Little Rascal concluded.
Le Fei's speed after turning into mist really wasn't just for show. In the pitch-black night sky, this wisp of purple smoke completely merged with the darkness. If you didn't look carefully, it would be very difficult to track its flight path. It was just like a wisp of smoke that scattered in all directions, completely disappearing without a trace.
Ten minutes later, under a large boulder by the beach, the formless mist once again gathered. The mist grew thicker and thicker until it finally turned into a mirror image of a person. Le Fei leaned against the boulder and gasped for breath. She didn't dare relax in the slightest. She pulled out test tubes of various sizes from her pocket, opened them, and poured them into her mouth. Ding Meng's palm strike had broken her wrist, and his following kick had injured her internal organs. Just relying on healing agents wasn't enough. Thus, she pulled out an exquisite little box. After tearing open the packaging, she swallowed the small white pill inside.
She normally couldn't bear to use these precious life-saving medicines. She would only use them for emergency treatment in a situation like this.
However, when she felt that her injuries had been greatly alleviated, her heart sank again. It was as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. This was because she saw that on the beach in the distance, there was a person walking in her direction with light steps.
Who else could this person be other than Ding Meng?
"I don't think I'm dreaming." Ding Meng stopped five meters away from her.
Le Fei revealed a bitter smile. "The person who's dreaming is me."
She really couldn't have imagined this even in her dreams. The escape technique she was so proud of was completely useless against Ding Meng's psychic vision. I'm not afraid of you running away fast. You'll eventually stop. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I'll still be able to find you.
Le Fei suddenly sighed. "I admit defeat!"
Ding Meng sneered. "I gave you two chances, but you insisted on running away. You can't blame me for this."
He walked forward as he spoke. Le Fei quickly raised her hands in surrender. "Wait, didn't you want to ask me a question just now?
I promise I'll answer you honestly now. "
Ding Meng said, "There's no need to ask. I've basically figured out a lot of things."
Le Fei suddenly became nervous. She had already seen that this young man, who was usually serious, was not a person who would easily change his mind. If he really wanted to kill her, he probably wouldn't say it to scare her. If he wanted to do it, he would do it directly. Who would talk nonsense with her?
Ding Meng's hand blade had already formed. The surface of the hand blade was faintly wrapped in a layer of extremely hot air. Even she could feel the "heat" coming from it …