Chapter 213: Master of Uncanny Arts, the Ghost-Masked Man

After gathering all the information he needed, Yu Xian turned his gaze toward Feilichi's belt. With a slight curl of his finger, the belt flew into his hand. It was a spatial belt. The most valuable items inside it were a sealing box and a small spacecraft capable of navigating the Abyss.

The sealing box was a special tool designed to hold Forbidden Fruits. It could block their temptation toward living creatures while also shielding them from other people's scans. Nearly every team that came here searching for the Forbidden Fruit carried a similar item.

As for the small spacecraft, Feilichi had rented it from the Good Passage Company. The vessel bore three separate marks belonging to the company. If anyone seized it from Feilichi and flew it into Crescent Bay, the Good Passage Company would immediately identify it, and the new owner would be required to pay the rental fees.

However, Yu Xian also learned from Feilichi's memories that Good Passage Company's owner, Merrill, was a Star-rank powerhouse. As such, the company had a rule: if a Star-rank powerhouse seized one of their spacecraft, they were under no obligation to return it. Of course, if the Star-rank powerhouse caused trouble by specifically hunting customers who had rented the company's spacecraft, the Good Passage Company would not let the matter slide.

Little Nora's head emerged from Yu Xian's neck. Seeing Yu Xian place the spatial belt inside a bubble and the bubble into his spatial ring, the young Garuda excitedly asked, "Big Bro, did we strike it rich?"

Yu Xian replied, "No. Quite the opposite. These people were broke. Every one of them was buried in debt and came here to hide from their creditors."

He picked up a spatial pouch from one of the corpses, opened it, and took out a vial of medicine. Then he placed the pouch back on the body and searched through the other corpses, collecting everything of value.

After he was done, he flicked out several drops of blood. In the blink of an eye, Feilichi and his team came back to life one after another. At first, they looked bewildered. However, the moment they saw Yu Xian, realization dawned on them. They understood that they had become his blood servants.

Feilichi knelt. "Feilichi greets Master."

The others also knelt one after another, but before they could speak, Yu Xian said with a look of disgust, "Get lost. Find your own way back, work off your debts, and stop getting in my way."

They bitterly replied, "Yes, Master."

They got up and left, though looking extremely reluctant. Every so often, they glanced back, hoping Yu Xian would allow them to stay, but he had no intention of taking them in as subordinates. They were far too weak, being only Dragon rank and not even God rank or Heaven rank.

Little Nora asked, "Big Bro, they're so weak. Why did you revive them?"

Yu Xian looked toward the robot and wizard fighting in the distance and answered with a smile, "Consider it making use of waste."

Had Edward not died so thoroughly that not even a corpse remained, Yu Xian would have revived him as well. He would have forced Edward to toil for him and slowly repay the sins he had committed, rather than allowing him to escape everything through a quick and easy death.

Strangely enough, while Yu Xian was terrified of death, he also regarded it as a form of release. He had always believed that for certain people guilty of the most heinous crimes, killing them was letting them off too easily.

Feilichi and his team, for example, all had families. Their deaths would have ended their troubles, but their debts would have then been transferred to their relatives. Through their memories, Yu Xian had learned that their family members were all honest, hardworking ordinary people. That was why he had revived the group and sent them back to work off their debts, preventing those debts from falling upon their loved ones. Crescent Bay's order was one born from chaos, and the consequences of failing to repay a debt were extremely severe.

However, Feilichi's team was clearly not very lucky. After following Yu Xian's orders and traveling for some distance, they gathered to discuss how they could return to Crescent Bay and earn enough money to repay their debts.

Unfortunately, before they could reach a decision, a burly man wearing a white ghost mask and white martial arts attire slowly approached them. When Feilichi and the team saw him, their expressions changed. "The Master of Uncanny Arts... the Ghost-Masked Man!"

Feilichi slowly backed away while rapidly exchanging glances with his teammates. After becoming Yu Xian's blood servants, their top priority was loyalty to their master. Even if it cost them their lives, they had to protect him from danger. The man before them was the greatest possible threat. Under no circumstances could they allow him to approach Yu Xian. After exchanging glances, they immediately scattered and fled in different directions.

Beneath the mask, Ghost-Masked Man's pupils split into six, each looking in a different direction. He smiled. "Excellent. Not a bad team. Your coordination is up to standard. You're qualified to become my new masks!"

The thick mask on his face became narrow and pointed, and he transformed along with it, becoming slender and tall. He pushed off the ground and instantly appeared behind one of them. With a ruthless strike, he tore out the man's heart from behind. "That's one!"

Holding the heart in his hand, the Ghost-Masked Man erupted in green flames. He instantly refined the heart into a mask. When he placed the mask over his face, it merged into the original one. Then he turned around and vanished once more.

Less than a minute later, Feilichi was the only member of his team left. After running for some distance, he sensed that the Ghost-Masked Man was directly behind him. He stopped fleeing, turned to face him, and summoned a massive battle-axe.

The Ghost-Masked Man coldly gazed at Feilichi. "Being weak isn't the problem. Courage, friendship, love, honesty... these noble feelings are where true power comes from. Don't you agree?"

Feilichi gritted his teeth. "The Bullman Race has only warriors who die in battle, never cowards who surrender. If you want a fight, I'll give you one!"

With a satisfied smile, the Ghost-Masked Man replied, "As you wish!"

The next instant, he appeared behind Feilichi like a phantom. The pointed tip of his foot struck Feilichi's temple and sent him flying sideways through countless trees until he smashed into a rocky hill and left a large crater. That one kick had left Feilichi on the verge of death, unable to rise again.

The Ghost-Masked Man appeared before Feilichi and smiled down at him. "Warrior, let us enjoy many battles together from now on!"

He bent down and pierced Feilichi's heart. Green flames erupted all over him.

Done with turning the entire team into masks, the Ghost-Masked Man hummed a tune and walked away, clearly in an excellent mood. He gently stroked the mask on his face. Its originally narrow, pointed shape transformed into one resembling a bull's head, with two horns growing from either side.

As the mask changed, so did the Ghost-Masked Man's physique, gradually becoming broad and muscular. His title, Master of Uncanny Arts, came from his ability to transform endlessly by changing masks, with his abilities shifting just as dramatically. He possessed an immense reserve of energy. Even the weakest mask could unleash terrifying power when supported by enough energy. Therefore, he did not care whether his targets were strong or weak. What mattered was whether they possessed a trait worth taking.

This time, however, he had made a mistake. When he used Feilichi's mask, what he obtained was not courage, but an inexplicable sense of loyalty. That baseless loyalty filled his heart.

The Ghost-Masked Man abruptly stopped, turned around, raised his arms, and sprinted toward Yu Xian. "Master, wait for me! I'm coming!"