Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 254 Fame Spreads Across America, Return to China

Ye Chang stood still, her gaze fixed on Shura's headless body.

"Master, didn't you previously order us to capture Shura alive?" Ye Chang frowned slightly, her voice tinged with confusion.

"No need. Living another moment for such a heartless and insane person is a disrespect to the world," Wang Feng sneered.

Ye Chang keenly caught the fleeting, sharp killing intent in her master's eyes and unconsciously held her breath.

"What should be done with the rest of the gang?" she asked in a low voice.

Wang Feng's gaze swept across the deep tunnel, a cruel smile curving his lips: "Remnants of the Asura, kill them without mercy. As for those prisoners..."

He paused, a shrewd calculation flashing in his eyes. "I'll handle it myself."

Eradicate the Asura forces and rescue the suffering people of the Mediterranean—this is simply a golden opportunity to make a name for oneself.

"I will obey your command." Ye Chang bowed gracefully, her figure disappearing into the shadows like ripples of ink.

A series of screams echoed from afar, reverberating through the stone walls like a mournful chorus.

Wang Feng returned to the stone hall and rescued the survivors one by one. He used Parthenon's healing magic to heal the wounded and soothe their fear.

Gradually, the fear in the eyes of the victims turned into gratitude, and eventually into fanatical worship.

More than a hundred devout gazes focused on Wang Feng, and pure faith power swirled and flowed around him like smoke and mist.

Wang Feng feigned humility and gestured, "There's no need for such formalities. I am Wang Feng, and it is only my duty to slay demons and heretics like the Asuras."

"Lord Wang Feng, you saved us from disaster. Such a great kindness... I have no way to repay you." A woman in tattered clothes knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wang Feng forcefully.

Wang Feng's mouth corners curled up slightly.

"Alright, saving you was just what I could do. Now, come with me and leave this place. I'm sure your families and friends are very worried about you," Wang Feng said.

"Thank you, sir!"

……

Outside the mine, the belated Magic Association personnel finally arrived at the scene to handle the aftermath.

After expressing their gratitude repeatedly, the more than 100 rescued people returned safely to their respective towns and reunited with their families under the escort of the association.

When they learned that Wang Feng had single-handedly wiped out Shura and his henchmen, the members of the local magic association were all horrified and immediately reported the matter to the continental headquarters.

The president of the American Magic Association came in person to express his gratitude and offered to grant Wang Feng the position of honorary councilor.

Wang Feng simply smiled and politely declined—with his current strength, he could return to the Holy City at any time and reign supreme, so why would he care about the empty title of a mere continental-level councilor?

When Blanche heard the news that Shura had been killed and that even the president of the Americas Association had personally come to visit, she was so shocked that she could not recover for a long time.

...

After dealing with the crowds who came to express their gratitude, Wang Feng rubbed his temples, looking slightly tired, and returned to his suite.

The moment I pushed open the door, a dazzling golden hue shimmered in the moonlight.

Ye Chang was lounging lazily against the edge of the velvet bed, her long legs crossed, wrapped only in a clean white bath towel.

The undried water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone, shimmering like pearls in the candlelight.

Damp strands of hair clung to her flushed cheeks, and the room was filled with the fragrance of jasmine after her bath.

"Ye Chang?" Wang Feng paused, and the door closed silently behind him.

He noticed several black garments scattered on the carpet beside the bed, and condensation forming on the frosted glass of the bathroom.

"Master~ you're finally back." Ye Chang's red lips parted slightly, her voice carrying a honey-like sweetness.

She slowly stretched her body, and the edge of the bath towel slipped slightly with the movement, revealing a faint outline of her waist.

Her fingers, painted with dark red nail polish, gently patted her plump thighs, the silk sheets beneath her making a soft rustling sound.

Wang Feng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and the moment he lay down, he was immediately enveloped by a warm and soft touch.

As far as the eye could see, there was only snow-white skin and the graceful curves beneath the bath towel; Ye Chang's face was completely hidden behind this breathtakingly beautiful scenery. (I've wanted to use this picture for a while, but I haven't been able to find a good storyline, hehe~)

"Master, please try this~"

Ye Chang bent down and offered the carefully prepared coconut milk to Wang Feng's lips.

Her slender fingers gently massaged Wang Feng's temples, her skillful massage technique carrying a reassuring warmth.

Wang Feng took a small bite, and the sweetness of the peach and the aroma of coconut blended together on his lips and teeth.

With Ye Chang's just the right amount of force, the fatigue and anger of the past few days gradually melted away in this gentleness.

Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Ye Chang, can you teach your beverage-making skills to others?"

Ye Chang paused slightly in her fingertips: "Of course. I wonder which one Master wishes to train?"

"A miniature Medusa. Would that be feasible?"

Ye Chang paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "Master really does... always love collecting strange and unusual little pets~"

Her fingertips continued to trace patterns. "But it should be alright. Where is your little Medusa now?"

Wang Feng silently took out his phone and dialed Apas's private number.

After a brief wait, Apas's sleepy murmur came through the receiver: "...What is it?"

"Come to my room."

……

Three days later, the first light of dawn appeared.

"Wang Feng, we should go." Heidi gently grasped Wang Feng's hand, her fingertips tightening slightly, revealing a hint of reluctance.

With the matter in Egypt settled, Blanche's mission was also successfully completed thanks to Wang Feng's intervention.

Wang Feng was preparing to return to China, while Heidi, who had accompanied him on his training journey, should naturally return to the Alps Academy to pursue her breakthrough to the next level.

"I wish you a successful breakthrough." Wang Feng gently patted Heidi's hand. "You can contact me anytime you miss me."

Heidi nodded, then turned to Apas beside her: "Apas, are you really not considering coming to the Alpine Academy with me? The snow scenery there is beautiful."

A hint of longing flashed in Apas's eyes, but she immediately pursed her lips—her freedom was ultimately in Wang Feng's hands.

"No," she said softly, "I plan to go to China with my brother first."

"Then you must look for me when you come to the Alps."

As Heidi spoke, she suddenly noticed a subtle change in Apas.

The girl's figure seems a bit plump?

In particular, the curves of her chest are noticeably fuller than when I first saw her.

(It's probably just my imagination.)

Heidi shook her head slightly and boarded the flight to the foothills of the Alps with Blanche.

Wang Feng watched Blanche's retreating figure, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

After several dates, he could clearly sense that Blanche was developing feelings for him.

Given more time, this affection could have been reciprocated naturally.

Of course, he could simply use [Cognitive Modification] to max out the favorability rating.

But that would be rather dull—what he craved was the process of hunting, not simply the spoils.

If fate allows us to meet again, it won't be too late to pluck this flower from the high mountain.

"It's time to head back home."

(End of this chapter)