Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 212 Conferring the Title of Princess Knight, Moon Moth Phoenix's Plea for Help
"Speaking of which, there are still twelve vacant spots for the conferment of the Guardian Holy Soul within the Parthenon's divine soul." Wang Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and immediately came up with a candidate.

"Although it might seem a bit like forcing growth, having more resources is never a bad thing," he muttered to himself.

Soon after, Mu Ningxue, Qin Yu'er, Ai Li, Ye Chang, Jiang Shaoxu, Ding Yumin and others arrived at Wang Feng's manor one after another.

Wang Feng's eyes twitched slightly as he looked at Lingling and Austin, who were mixed in with the crowd: "I don't think I invited you?"

"Hmph!" Lingling crossed her arms. "You're definitely plotting something. Don't even think about hiding it from me."

“That’s right, that’s right!” Austin nodded in agreement, shaking his head. “How can a party be complete without me?”

Wang Feng sighed, his forehead throbbing with barely visible veins.

"Never mind." He waved his hand, his expression turning serious: "I called you here because of the Parthenon's soul."

Ye Chang's eyes flickered slightly: "Master, are you referring to the Twelve Guardian Souls?"

As a former direct descendant of Parthenon, she naturally knew this secret.

“That’s right.” Wang Feng nodded and explained, “This is a kind of inherited power that allows those who haven’t reached the level of forbidden spells to gain the power of forbidden spells and elevate their life level; mages who have already reached the level of forbidden spells can further improve their strength.” Wang Feng said.

Although the Parthenon soul is not as powerful as the Seraphim soul embryo, it does give the owner of the Holy Soul the ability to fight emperors in hand-to-hand combat.

But it can still hold its own against a regular Gold Titan.

Before the words were even finished, the eyes of the women present shone with different kinds of light—some were surprised, some were shocked, and some were eager to try.

"Tch, so that's what it is." Lingling pouted, looking somewhat disappointed.

As the only ordinary person present, she was clearly not eligible for this investiture ceremony.

Wang Feng noticed Lingling's slight mood and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll reserve a Saint Soul for you. Once your cultivation catches up, you can be officially conferred the title at any time."

Lingling's eyes lit up, and she gave a satisfied hum.

"Wang Feng~ I want one too~" Austin raised his arm high, jumping for joy like a primary school student.

"Why are you getting involved, all of you?" Wang Feng rolled his eyes at her, annoyed.

"Ah~" Austin hugged his arms in ecstasy, "It's that disgusted look~"

Qin Yu'er and the others were already used to it—it would be abnormal if this dragon ever became serious.

"So... we can really directly obtain forbidden spell-level strength?" Jiang Shaoxu asked seriously.

She never liked cultivation. If her brother Jiang Shaojun hadn't gone missing, she would have been a carefree playboy like Ai Tutu.

"Yes, but not entirely." Wang Feng held up one finger. "To obtain the power to protect the Holy Soul, one must first possess the conviction of a guardian of the Divine Soul."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, truly understanding the weight of the word "protection" at this moment.

"Secondly," Wang Feng continued, "to bear a sacred soul, one needs at least a super-level cultivation, and the body must undergo special tempering."

"Super-tier?" The group exchanged glances.

Apart from Qin Yu'er and Ye Chang, everyone else present was only at the high-level, and Ai Li had only recently broken through to the mid-level.

Wang Feng chuckled and said, "It might be difficult for ordinary people, but for you—" He glanced at the crowd, "Becoming a super-level is just the starting point."

Now he has all the resources he needs—the Mu family, the Nanrong family, and the Parthenon are all his "reservoirs."

The cultivation sanctuary created by the earth's veins in Asuka City is truly unparalleled.

It's only a matter of time before they break through to the super-level.

Especially Ding Yumin, as a victim of the mental-type disaster, if she hadn't deliberately suppressed her mental abilities over the years, she probably would have already entered the super-level realm.

"Let Ye Chang demonstrate for you first," Wang Feng said with a slight smile. Ye Chang's physical attributes and cultivation level fully met the requirements for a Sacred Soul to accommodate her.

In an instant, his aura was elevated, as if a deity from the heavens had descended, sacred and inviolable.

At this moment, his soul was perfectly integrated with Parthenon's, becoming one with him.

"Ye Chang!" Wang Feng's voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, "In the name of the divine soul, I bestow upon you the [Holy Soul of Artemis], commanding you to hunt down all enemies that threaten birds!"

A dazzling golden light descended from the heavens, enveloping Ye Chang within it.

Ye Chang, who had already reached the semi-forbidden spell realm, crossed that seemingly insurmountable threshold with ease, as if walking on flat ground.

Her starry sea instantly transformed into a vast cosmos, and a magnificent holy garment automatically covered her body.

"This is..." Ye Chang was shocked as she felt the new power surging within her body. It was a leap in her level of life—at this moment, she felt that she could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Golden Titan!

"Master... no, Your Majesty!" Ye Chang knelt on one knee, her eyes gleaming with fanaticism. "Your subordinate swears to annihilate all enemies who threaten Feibiao City!"

Wang Feng nodded slightly, withdrew his divine soul power, and turned his gaze to the others: "How do you feel?"

Ellie clutched her chest, her face deathly pale: "For a moment, I almost forgot to breathe when I caught Sister Ye Chang's breath."

“His life level is already close to that of a mid-level monarch.” Austin rarely showed a serious expression.

At the same time, I feel sorry for Wen Tai's choice.

If that soul holder hadn't willingly chosen to die back then, the Holy Tribunal wouldn't have been able to do anything to him with just the twelve guardian souls.

“Yu’er,” Wang Feng’s gaze fell on the ice-type girl, “your physique is not yet up to standard and needs tempering. Tomorrow I will teach you a secret technique to draw upon magical energy and starlight, and you will soon reach the required standard.”

Qin Yu'er nodded gently, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Wang Feng's gaze swept over Mu Ningxue, Ding Yumin, and the others in turn, and he smiled:
"Work hard, girls. Once you surpass your level, I will bestow upon you a holy soul."

Ding Yumin's eyes flickered slightly, and she secretly decided to go into seclusion tonight to break through her cultivation barrier.

Mu Ningxue and Jiang Shaoxu nodded in unison, their hearts filled with longing for the splendor and power of the holy garment.

Only Ellie showed no interest. Apart from Lingling, she had the weakest cultivation level among those present.

Reaching the Super Rank requires at least six or seven years.

The dream of becoming a teacher for the female knight is still a long way off.

"No rush." ​​Wang Feng suddenly patted her head and said gently, "I will wait for you."

Suddenly, a streak of light streaked across the sky and flew rapidly toward the manor.

Ye Chang's expression changed drastically, and she instantly flashed in front of Wang Feng. Her Saint Cloth reappeared, and magical energy surged.

"Don't be nervous, we're on the same side." Wang Feng raised his hand to stop him.

As the light fell to the ground, it revealed the Moon Moth Phoenix, which had rushed back from Hangzhou, and Yu Shishi on its back.

"Uncle Long's guardian! Come with me!" The Moon Moth Phoenix's anxious voice rang directly in Wang Feng's mind, "The Devil Tree has started its slaughter again!"

Wang Feng's eyes sharpened, and he immediately thought of the Heavenly Crown Purple Linden Tree.

That devil tree that clearly possesses the strength of an invincible monarch, yet is overly cautious and adept at disguise!
Wang Feng's gaze fell on Ye Chang, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Perfect! Let's test your current strength with that devil tree, Ye Chang!"
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　P.S.: I just flipped through the chapter about Ye Xinxia conferring a Holy Soul and found that the Parthenon Temple's strength is ridiculously exaggerated. The Knights Hall alone has several hundred Gold Radiance Knights (Super-Tier), over a thousand Silver Moon Knights (High-Tier to Super-Tier), and four thousand Blue Stars (High-Tier).

　　So how did Xuan She, a mere Supreme Monarch, survive back then?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)