Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 769 - 578: Student Showcase Session

When Alfonso approached, Alice’s whole body stiffened, a sense of nausea wrapped around her."Remember, you are mine."

Upon hearing this, aside from fear, Alice felt mostly disgust.

Disgust like never before.

The smell from Alfonso made her want to retch; it was like rotting flesh soaked in perfume.

The stench wasn’t masked by the perfume; instead, it became more intense, forming a pungent mixed odor.

Alice’s face turned pale, wanting to retch but trying hard to suppress the urge, not daring to show any strange behavior.

She didn’t want to anger him.

She knew what Alfonso wanted was her submission.

Submission from the mind to the body, even the soul, with the prerequisite of breakdown, breaking down to the point where there was not a single thought of resistance.

This was also why Alfonso gave her three years to accept it.

He was enjoying her fear, enjoying the thrill of cultivating it.

"Finding my smell disgusting?"

Alfonso patted Alice’s back with his right hand and asked with a smile.

Alice remained silent, not daring to speak, fearing she would vomit as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Haha, you’ll come to like this smell."

Alfonso didn’t mind, chuckled lightly, then turned and left the room, closing the door gently, acting very gentlemanly.

Standing still for a while, when she couldn’t hear the footsteps, Alice reopened the door, the hallway now empty, yet the room still filled with that pungent mixed stench.

After airing for a full ten minutes, Alice finally closed the door, sitting weakly on the floor, her back against it, head lowered, eyes gradually reddening, unable to control the suppressed tears streaming down her cheeks, her shoulders trembling slightly, sobbing silently.

At this moment, she was like a helpless child.

Even as a Middle Rank Spirit King, her spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Facing Mad Demon Alfonso, she not only couldn’t resist, but she didn’t even have the right to commit suicide.

When her tears dried, Alice stood up silently, composed herself, and continued to study the students’ materials.

Though the hope was slim, it was her last hope.

After leaving Alice’s room, Alfonso prepared to return to his own. Just as he reached his door, the neighboring door opened, revealing a man in a pitch-black kimono with a samurai sword at his waist.

The man wasn’t tall, only about 1.65 meters, with a very thin frame, looking like a little old man.

Though the little old man was unimpressive in appearance, he was an Extraordinary Powerhouse, a well-known assassin from Japan, Matsukita Yuki.

"Heading out?"

Alfonso paused and asked.

"Alfonso, off to see your little lover again?"

Matsukita Yuki teased with a smile.

He was clearly aware of Alfonso’s pursuit of Alice. He even knew that Alfonso had not originally intended to be a tutor here, and it was all for Alice.

"Yes, just checking in."

Alfonso didn’t deny it.

Matsukita Yuki casually shut his door, mocking, "Isn’t she just a Middle Rank Spirit King? If you like her, just take her. Why the fuss?"

He obviously couldn’t understand Alfonso’s actions.

In his view, women were nothing but appendages to men.

For an Emperor to go through so much for a woman lowered one’s status. Moreover, that woman was merely a Middle Rank Spirit King.

Concerning Alice, his words were filled with disdain.

"You don’t understand." Alfonso smiled and shook his head.

He liked women, liked conquering different women.

Just like the man in front of him, Matsukita Yuki, liked killing, getting more satisfaction from stronger victims.

Different hobbies, no common language.

...

Morning.

The students had already gotten up early, walked out of the camp.

Facing the upcoming tutor evaluation, the students were all tense, aside from those with connections and a few others, none had complete confidence.

Even the students who had become Kings were no exception.

Kings certainly had an advantage and could gain the favor of some tutors but didn’t guarantee they’d become the apprentice of their desired tutor.

The stronger the tutor, the more competitors there were, and the tutor evaluation questions weren’t passed solely by being strong.

At eight o’clock.

When 37 tutors appeared in the air, 1,751 students had long been waiting.

"The tutor evaluation is about to begin."

Under the gaze of the students, Igor slowly stepped forward, his clear voice resonating in the students’ ears:

"According to the mentor contention rules, each tutor has three invitation cards.

These three invitation cards must be granted to the students before the evaluation, otherwise they expire.

To help tutors understand more about their students, before the evaluation starts, there’s also a student display session. Students who are confident in themselves can step onto the stage to display, if they catch the tutors’ interest, they have a chance to receive an invitation card."

Strong individuals don’t like small talk, going straight to the point. As soon as Igor’s words finished, a circular stage over thirty meters in diameter rapidly formed five meters above the ground, right in front of the students.

"Why is there a student display session?"

Dong Yunan looked surprised, previously unaware of this, thinking the evaluation would just start right away: "I thought the invitation cards were for those with connections."

Lin Feng’s expression showed joy, smiling as he said, "Those with connections will surely have too, but tutors also want to recruit excellent students. We aren’t those with connections, so this session benefits us."

This student display session was indeed good news for them.

Compared to other students, they did not have the advantage in power, but their talent was more exceptional.

They were young, and youth meant potential.

Not to mention, just the alliance members, their Lifebound Demon Spirit level surpassed most students, plus their soul skill levels were exceptionally high, rarely could any student be compared to, and even possessed Divine Level soul skills, all of which were advantages.

Ye Qiu’s Thorny Demon Dragon, Yun Kai’s Ancestral Demonization, Bing’s Undying Bloodline, such rare talents should earn them a few invitation cards.

"With new rules, last night’s plan also needs to be adjusted accordingly. Anyone who wants to display themselves can do so, and getting an invitation card would be best," Lin Feng addressed everyone.

"Can I display?"

Yang Ningbing looked at Lin Feng and asked.

She practiced Soul and Martial Dual Cultivation with Ninth Grade strength, absorbed nine soul skills, had four Diamond soul skills, among which one was the Divine Level soul skill [Thunder Tribulation]. If she showcased them all, Yang Ningbing was confident she could receive an invitation card.

But it was likely to be an invitation from a King’s Tutor.

The others also looked at Lin Feng.

"You can display, but only the [Thunder Tribulation], and the others cannot display their soul skills," Lin Feng said.

Their soul skills were so advanced, not to mention students, even Extraordinary individuals could scarcely compare.

Just possessing Divine Level soul skills, not every Extraordinary can have that.

Extraordinary powers were strong, able to easily defeat the Avengers Alliance, but the combination of soul skills wasn’t necessarily superior.

One person displaying is fine, at most causing amazement, but if everyone displayed, a fool could see something was wrong.

Yang Ningbing’s [Thunder Tribulation] soul skill was already exposed, many had seen it, and it was no longer a secret, so displaying wasn’t an issue.

Yang Ningbing didn’t ask further.

With just one Divine Level soul skill, she didn’t have much confidence in getting an invitation card.

Among the 37 tutors, only three had the Thunder Series mage profession, so only obtaining an invitation card from these three held meaning for her.

As for the Earth Chart Demon Spirit, though it was an advantage, among 1,751 students, the world’s finest talent, hoping to receive an invitation card just with the Earth Chart Demon Spirit was almost impossible.

Moreover, in terms of power among the students, she was at a disadvantage, ranking among the lowest.

"Why is nobody stepping up?" Dong Yunan asked in puzzlement.

"Though the first to go gets the most attention, sticking your neck out gets you shot," Yu Qiao smirked.

Even someone as confident as him, believing himself to be destiny’s favored, wasn’t ready to showcase anything.

It’s not modesty; there’s simply nothing worth showing.

Lin Feng surveyed the surroundings, seeing students’ varied expressions upon hearing there was a student display session. Some were eager and ready but most remained calm and indifferent.

Under the watchful eyes of thirty-seven tutors, unless one was exceptionally gifted or had some special cards up their sleeve, who would dare take the stage?

That wouldn’t be a display but a self-inflicted humiliation.