Chapter 67: Bind A Mythical Class Beast

The majestic white beast lowered its massive head, its brilliant blue forehead gem pulsing with a rhythmic, blinding light that began to unravel the spatial runes of the pedestal.

"If you wish to report to the heavens as my keeper, human, you had best learn my true name," the voice boomed, carrying a resonant chime that shook the dust from the stone pillars.

"I am Bai Xuan. I was once the Mount of the Cloud-Piercing Heavenly General before this damp ditch became my resting place."

Yu Mei gasped, her spear nearly slipping from her trembling fingers. "The... the Legend of the Star-Breaking War? You are that ancient entity?!"

Lin Feng didn’t let his mouth stay open for long. He mentally pulled up the System’s Beast Binding interface.

"Alright, Bai Xuan," Lin Feng said."Let’s establish the terms. This bind is a partnership of convenience. I won’t force you to fight my battles, I won’t order you around like a common hound, and the moment we meet certain conditions say, when I reach a realm high enough to clear you from the celestial judgement, i will break this bind and let you go off completely free. Deal?"

The majestic beast gave a slow, deeply humoured smile. " Amusing."

[ Beast Binding initiated: Target — Bai Xuan (Mythical Class)]

[Fusing signature with Host foundation...]

A blinding pillar of pristine white and sapphire light erupted from the pedestal, completely enveloping Lin Feng. Yu Mei watched in sheer, skeptical horror as the terrifying mental reply hit his soul. The sheer, vast weight of centuries of ancient memory pressed against Lin Feng’s mind like an ocean, but his jagged, hyper-dense foundation, tempered by endless rage points, stubbornly held its ground.

The cracked porcelain of his meridians ground together, fusing the massive white energy into his system. Then, the light snapped shut. The pedestal was empty. Standing right beside Lin Feng, its massive white wings folded, was the magnificent figure of Bai Xuan, its intelligent eyes looking at him with quiet respect.

Deep inside his mind, the system interface flashed a golden notification that took over his entire field of vision.

[Legendary Milestone Achieved: Bind a Mythical-class beast]

[System restructuring complete. Efficiency penalties removed.]

[Foundation Integrity repaired: 61% → 85% (Stabilizing)]

[Reward issued: 100,000 Rage Points!]

[Current Rage Points: 112,400]

"Holy shit," Lin Feng laughed roughly, rolling his shoulder as a massive wave of clean, restored power surged through his newly patched meridians. "I actually did it."

"Let’s go," Lin Feng grinned, adjusting the heavy Rage-Forged Cleaver on his shoulder. "We have news to deliver."

They turned and walked out of the ruined shrine, Bai Xuan stepping lazily beside them. But the moment they crossed the invisible boundary line back into the middle channels of the swamp, the entire atmosphere changed into absolute, violent chaos.

The quiet canopy was gone. Massive, ancient roots were thrashing blindly like dying serpents, smashing into the stone ridges. The stagnant waters were boiling and splashing in violent, turbulent waves, and thick, black mud erupted from the basin floor.

From the shifting, roiling black mist ahead, a terrifying, distorted face formed out of tangled vines and decaying fibers. The warm, calm voice of the swamp spirit was entirely gone, replaced by a shrill, earth-shaking shriek of absolute fury.

"YOU BETRAYED ME! NOW DIEEEE!"

The black vines lashed out, tearing the root path apart directly in front of them. Yu Mei braced her spear, her face turning entirely pale as the suffocating pressure of the dark swamp closed around them.

But Lin Feng didn’t run. He raised a single hand, his expression completely calm, his mouth twisting into his classic, irritating grin.

"Whoa, hold your horses, lady," Lin Feng called out loudly, his voice cutting through the roaring mud.

"Technically, no. I didn’t betray anyone. The exact words of our deal were for me to get rid of the beast nested in the deepest layer, right? I never promised to slay him."

The vine-face froze in mid-air, its hollow eye sockets flickering with sudden, violent confusion.

Lin Feng patted the white fur of the massive creature beside him.

"Mister Bai Xuan here is officially vacating the swamp under my direct management. He is leaving his nest. His free threat is gone. That is more than enough to satisfy the literal terms of the deal."

"THAT IS NOT WHAT I WANTED!" the spirit screamed again, the roiling black mist turning sharper, thousands of hidden thorns erupting from the wood.

"Well, too bad you didn’t specify," Lin Feng shot back, his tone dripping with shameless delight. "So, by your own word, the task is done. We are both are free."

The swamp spirit’s form violently shuddered, the green leaves on her vines turning instantly into a roiling, decaying black cast. The facade of the natural guardian completely peeled away, revealing a terrifying, malevolent dark form radiating pure, heretical death energy.

"As if I will ever keep my word to an insect!" she hissed.

[Target is experiencing lethal, soul-burning rage]

[Semantic defeat conversion rate: Maximum]

[Rage Value: +15,000]

[Current Rage Points: 127,400]

Lin Feng casually turned his head to the massive white beast beside him.

"Guess she won’t accept the deal."

Bai Xuan let out a soft, elegant chuckle, the blue gem on its head glowing slightly.

"Thought so."

The dark swamp spirit turned her hollow, hateful gaze toward the majestic beast.

"Bai Xuan... I have grown stronger over the centuries! Watch this!"

She slammed her dark tendrils directly into the perimeter pools where the two remaining bound beasts were waiting under command. Instantly, a violent, corruptive dark energy flooded the links. Lin Feng felt the remaining ties violently snap as the Ironback Marsh Reaver and the Water Beast shrieked in agony. Their flesh bloated, their scales turning into jagged, weeping black iron as they were forcibly converted into dark, heretical anomalies.

From the deeper mist behind her, dozens of pale, sinister figures in tattered gray robes drifted out. Heretical Corpse Refiners and necromancers, chanting in low, guttural unison as mutated, undead beasts began crawling out of the black mud by the hundreds, locking their glowing red eyes onto the trio.

Lin Feng gripped his cleaver, his eyes narrowing as he realized the sheer scale of the heretical army she had been breeding. "Well, that’s a lot of zombies."

But before the dark army could surge forward, a brilliant, blinding flash of white swords and pure elemental qi cut through the upper canopy from the outer boundary.

BOOM!

A massive, sweeping crescent of pure wind-qi cleaved through a dozen mutated beasts in a single strike, scattering the black mist. From the sky above, dozens of figures in elegant, streaming robes descended onto the elevated root fault lines.

Leading the vanguard was a fierce,rwoman holding a massive earthen war-hammer. An elite Elder of the Orchid Veil Sect along with a contingent of high-ranking disciples.

The sects had arrived in absolute force, their weapons drawn, their formations locking down the entire perimeter.

Lin Feng blinked in astonishment, his troll brain trying to process the sudden structural update. "Wait... the whole sect is here?"

Yu Mei’s jaw dropped as she looked at the sect leaders. It turned out their ultimate motto all along wasn’t just to monitor the training ground, they had finally gathered enough evidence of the swamp spirit’s dark, necromantic corruption and had chosen this exact hour to launch an all-out extermination campaign to purge her and take the ancestral swamp back under human control.

The dark heretical spirit shrieked in absolute fury at the surrounding cultivators, the necromancers raising their bone staffs as the battlefield turned into a volatile powder keg.

"Well," Lin Feng whispered, rolling his neck as the Rage-Forged Cleaver pulsed with dangerous, ready energy. "This is going to be a fantastic environment for farming."