Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 142 Video call with Xinxia, ​​Ye Chang arrives.
A silver spatial fluctuation rippled from Wang Feng's fingertips, and the lowly craftsman's corpse was instantly sucked into a distorted spatial rift.

This is a technique that only high-level spatial mages can use.

Creating a temporary storage space in the void is far more secretive and secure than a physical magical artifact.

Back in the presidential suite of the Victoria Hotel, Wang Feng took out his phone and sent Ye Chang a short message:
[Come to Paris immediately! I need your help.]

After sending the message, he placed the communicator on the crystal coffee table and sank into the velvet sofa.

Outside the window, the shimmering waters of the Seine and the lights of the Eiffel Tower reflected each other, casting ever-changing shadows on his aloof profile.

A moment later, as his breathing gradually became steady, Wang Feng began his daily meditation.

Although his angelic soul embryo grew from twelve wings to fourteen wings after merging with Shaka's Gabriel.

However, one's own magical cultivation level cannot be neglected.

Because he obtained a Dimensional Core in the Nazca Basin of South America, Wang Feng decided to shift his focus to the Summoning system.

His summoning system is very special, possessing four contract spaces, and the Azure Dragon's strength has long surpassed the Commander level, but due to the constraints of the contracts, he has remained at the Commander advancement stage.

In an instant, his level gradually caught up, advancing to the level of Grand Commander.

At the same time, he instantly became the overlord of a thousand miles around, with thousands of followers under his command.

Wang Feng had a premonition that the bloodline of that instant might be able to reach the monarch!

...

The following morning, sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains into the suite at the Victoria Hotel.

After a day of shopping spree, the girls from the National Government team were all very satisfied.

Even the usually aloof Mu Ningxue, at Jiang Shaoxu's urging, bought several exquisite French-style dresses.

What's even more intriguing is that they also specially selected several sets of Balenciaga "special edition" stockings—as for whom they were prepared, they all smiled knowingly at each other.

At this moment, Ai Jiangtu was leading his main team to challenge the French National Pavilion.

Inside Wang Feng's suite, the latest holographic projector developed by the Research Institute was in operation.

In the projection, a pure-looking girl wearing the uniform of the Parthenon Academy is shyly lowering her head.

Her slender white fingers gently twisted the collar of her dress, slowly pulling it open a crack.

Her snow-white skin was faintly visible beneath the light gauze.

Looking at Ye Xinxia's coquettish expression in the holographic projection, Wang Feng's eyes softened with a gentle smile:
"It seems my Xinxia has grown quite a bit. Has she been secretly 'developing' on her own in Parthenon?"

"No, no!" Ye Xinxia blushed and pouted angrily, "Brother Wang Feng just likes to make fun of people!"

Wang Feng chuckled twice, but his gaze gradually became serious: "In Parthenon, no one bullied you, right?"

He tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips, the air rippling subtly with his emotions. "If anyone's foolish enough to do that, I'll get justice for you."

With his current strength as a fourteen-winged seraph, even if he ventured into the demon empire alone, he could chat with the emperors and other beings and then escape unscathed.

The Parthenon doesn't even have a decent forbidden spell. If they really wanted to take action, as long as they didn't harm the innocent, they could even tear Mount Everest down, and the Inquisition might just be applauding it.

"No, no." Ye Xinxia quickly shook her head, her black hair swaying gently with the movement. "My classmates are all very friendly, and my senior sister especially took good care of me."

She suddenly lowered her voice, "And I've learned some really powerful healing magic now!"

"That's good."

A hint of amusement flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and his voice was low and gentle: "Xinxia, ​​how about letting your brother see how you 'humiliated yourself'?"

Ye Xinxia's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, even the tips of her ears turned a translucent red.

"Brother Wang Feng." She lowered her head shyly, her voice barely audible.

"It's been a long time. How about fulfilling your little wish, brother?" Wang Feng coaxed, his fingertips lightly tapping the sofa armrest. Ye Xinxia bit her cherry lips and hesitated for a long time before finally nodding almost imperceptibly. Her long, black hair slipped down with the movement, obscuring her flushed face.

Her slender fingers gently untied the belt around her waist, and the silk coat slid down her shoulders, revealing her snow-white skin.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming more romantic, Ye Xinxia suddenly grabbed her clothes in a panic and hurriedly fastened them back on.

"Brother Wang Feng, my senior is here to see me!" She hurriedly straightened her collar, the figure in the projection already blurring. "I...I'll log off now!"

The video call abruptly ended, and the room fell silent.

Wang Feng stared at the empty projection area, clicking his tongue in displeasure: "Who exactly is Xin Xia's senior? She ruined my plans!"

"If Master wishes to see~" a languid female voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Ye Chang can do it for you~"

Wang Feng suddenly turned around and saw that Ye Chang had already leaned against the armrest of his sofa.

Today she was wearing a dark red cheongsam, her long, snow-white legs, partially visible through the slit, were crossed, and she was looking at him with a half-smile.

"You—" Wang Feng rarely showed such a surprised expression. "When did you come in?"

With his eighth-level spiritual power, it was unbelievable that he didn't detect anyone approaching at all.

What's even more embarrassing is that the scene of him teasing Xinxia was obviously seen by everyone.

Even with Wang Feng's thick skin, his ears couldn't help but burn at this moment.

Seeing this, Ye Chang's red lips curved into a playful smile, and her slender white fingertips gently touched his shoulder:
“Let’s start with ‘wanting to see someone humiliate themselves’~” She deliberately imitated Wang Feng’s tone at the time, “So, Master likes this kind of thing?”

A dangerous glint flashed in Wang Feng's eyes. Suddenly, he moved with lightning speed and grabbed Ye Chang's slender wrist.

"You've got some nerve, daring to even tease your master?"

Wang Feng withdrew his grip, and Ye Chang immediately lost her balance, falling directly into his arms.

Caught off guard, Ye Chang let out a soft cry as Wang Feng held her firmly in his arms.

She tilted her head back, her red lips slightly parted, a sly glint in her eyes: "Is Master going to punish me?"

"Hmph! Of course, you can finish what Xinxia didn't do!"

Ye Chang smiled slightly, her slender fingers deftly untying the shoulder straps, the silky fabric sliding down her curves.

"Follow your orders~"

She raised her voice at the end, picked up a glistening grape with her fingertips, and put it in her mouth.

As her red lips parted slightly, the fruit burst forth with sweet juice between her pearly teeth, a few drops sliding down the corners of her lips and leaving an alluring trail of moisture on her collarbone.

Wang Feng was slightly taken aback and looked at Ye Chang with some surprise.

"Master, please don't look at me like that~" Ye Chang's eyes sparkled, her voice carrying a hint of playfulness.

"I just noticed that my owner likes to eat fruit, so I made some slight modifications."

She gently pressed a grape to Wang Feng's lips. "Want to try some?"

The sweet aroma of fruit lingered in his nose, and Wang Feng subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite.

Wang Feng savored the sweet juice on his lips and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

Surprisingly, it really didn't have any sweet or fishy smell at all.

This shows that it was indeed Ye Chang's contribution to the improvement!

"Does Master like it? If you like it, eat more~" Ye Chang said softly.

If Wang Feng were to look up at this moment, he would find that her eyes revealed a hint of maternal tenderness.

(End of this chapter)