Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 267 Kneel down, you mongrel!

Lingling vaguely felt someone watching her. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

As their vision gradually focused, what came into view was Wang Feng's handsome face, which was very close to theirs.

He was resting his chin on one hand, looking down at her with a half-smile.

"Woo?"

Lingling blinked blankly, her mind still in a daze after just waking up.

As she gradually regained consciousness, her face flushed bright red, and she frantically grabbed the shark plush toy next to her and threw it at Wang Feng.

"You...how did you get in my room!"

Wang Feng easily caught the flying toy, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Didn't you say you'd wait for me at the hunting lodge? But you're sleeping so soundly."

He shook the shark plush toy in his hand, deliberately pointing to the wet stains on it: "Besides, there's your drool on this pillow."

Lingling was startled and opened her eyes wide to see that there was indeed a clear water stain on the doll.

"You!" Lingling instantly bristled, leaping off the bed with a somersault and barefoot, ready to snatch it away.

But Wang Feng simply raised his hand slightly, and she missed her target.

"Tsk tsk," Wang Feng pretended to examine her closely, "I never expected our little genius Lingling to drool in her sleep?"

He deliberately dragged out the words, "What if some little snake spirit who loves collecting gossip found out?"

"You dare!" Lingling stamped her feet in frustration, the little dinosaur pattern on her pajamas jiggling with her movements.

Wang Feng smiled without saying a word, slowly took out his phone from his pocket, and made a gesture as if to dial a number.

Lingling panicked and lunged at him, clinging to his arm: "Don't hit me!"

Wang Feng looked down at the girl clinging to him like a koala and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That depends on your performance."

Lingling looked up angrily, only to meet his smiling eyes.

In the morning light, their eyes met, and she suddenly realized how ambiguous their position was, her ears turning bright red.

Lingling suddenly jumped off Wang Feng and darted back into bed like a startled rabbit, only her embarrassed and angry eyes showing: "Pervert!"

Wang Feng chuckled as he placed the shark plush toy back on the bedside table, then his expression suddenly turned serious: "Stop joking, where's the Star Sea Celestial Vein?"

Lingling poked her little head out from the edge of the blankets, glaring at him angrily.

Seeing that Wang Feng had indeed stopped joking, she reluctantly hummed and reached for an antique wooden box from the bedside table.

"Well, that's it."

Wang Feng took the wooden box, and the moment he lifted the lid, the room was instantly filled with dazzling starlight.

Inside the box lay a crystal-clear gem, its interior seemingly sealing away an entire starry sea, its shimmering light containing astonishing energy fluctuations.

“It is indeed the Star Sea Celestial Vein.” Wang Feng’s fingertips gently brushed across the surface of the gemstone, feeling the surging power within.

Even a semi-finished product is enough to give high-level mages the possibility of reaching the super-level.

Where is the location for the commission?

"Kunshan." Lingling sat up, still wrapped in the blanket, revealing the messy collar of her pajamas.

Wang Feng closed the wooden box, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Why are you still lying in bed? Didn't you call me back in such a hurry?"

"You, you go out first!" Lingling grabbed a pillow as if to smash it, her ear tips turning bright red.

Wang Feng shook his head and walked towards the door, muttering to himself, "What's there to be shy about, little brat?" *Bang!*

After the door closed, Lingling looked down at her still developing, immature body, bit her lip, and muttered softly:

"In the future... I'll definitely grow up!"

……

At the foot of Kunshan Mountain, a magical market is built against the mountain.

Although it is no bigger than a small town, it is bustling with activity. Since the establishment of the Magic City base, scattered magic trading markets from all over the country have gradually gathered here, forming several distinctive magic towns.

Fire Town, known for its fire-based magical items; Wind Town, specializing in wind-based materials; and now, the Kunshan Market, a collection of all sorts of strange magical items.

The car slowly drove into a private estate.

On the mandala-patterned gate made of fine iron, the gilded plaque gleamed in the sunlight, but the words were blurred by the passing car.

The lawn was meticulously manicured, with the emerald green blades so neatly arranged as if measured with a ruler.

The marble statue in the center of the fountain holds a water jug, and the clear water flows in elegant arcs through the air.

Passing the fountain, a European-style fan-shaped castle stands prominently, with luxury cars parked in front of it gleaming. A uniformed doorman is carefully wiping away the last bit of dust with white gloves.

Wang Feng looked around at the luxurious estate, his brow furrowing slightly: "Is this the Lu family's territory?"

“Yes, the client is indeed the Lu family.” Lingling nodded in confirmation.

"They're really rich and powerful," Wang Feng sighed softly. Although the Wang family now controls most of the resources in Flying Bird Base City, their foundation is still relatively shallow, and they pale in comparison to established wealthy families like the Lu family.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by. A woman dressed in a gorgeous tunic descended the steps gracefully, the hem of her skirt swaying gently with each step.

She gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt to curtsy, revealing a charming smile: "It is an honor for the Lu family to receive you distinguished guests who have traveled from afar, and for me, Lu Qingyao, to personally receive you. Please follow me to the hall, where a banquet has been prepared to welcome you."

The Middle Eastern guests, who had initially looked stern, straightened up and beamed with smiles upon seeing Lu Qingyao, a woman of captivating charm.

The man wearing a white headscarf and a gold headband arrogantly commanded, "Move carefully, don't damage our equipment."

He glanced sideways at Wang Feng standing beside him and said unhappily, "Why is this doorman still standing there like an idiot?"

Lu Qingyao hurriedly explained, "Sir, you've misunderstood. This is also our distinguished guest." She turned to the servant who was wiping the car and called out, "Xiao Dong, forget about the car and come help the guest with his luggage!"

"Ha, not a doorman but looks like one," the turbaned man chuckled dismissively, showing no remorse whatsoever.

Wang Feng's eyes turned cold: "Where did this trash come from?"

"How dare you! Do you know who I am?" The man roared in fury, his eyes blazing with rage.

"Since you've come all the way to China, why didn't you find out who the most dangerous person here is?" Lingling curled her lip in disdain.

She had already witnessed Wang Feng's abilities; he wasn't even afraid of emperors. She couldn't understand how this man dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

“I am Anjaz of the Gandhar Hunting Grounds in Dubai! Who do you think you are!”

"Dubai?" Wang Feng's lips curled into a cold smile. "Wasn't Su Lu uprooting you long ago? How come you're still alive?"

Anyazha's face instantly turned ashen, her eyes bloodshot: "You, you dare to..."
The downfall of Dubai was a pain that would never fade from his heart, and now that Wang Feng had brought it up so casually, it was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

He trembled all over, his eyes blazing with murderous intent—a dragon has scales that cannot be touched, or death is certain!
"Give me a sigh!"

Wang Feng gave a cold shout, and An Yazha suddenly felt an invisible pressure pressing down like a mountain.

His knees buckled uncontrollably, and he knelt down directly in front of Wang Feng.

(End of this chapter)