Merging with Demon Spirits

"My uncle Lin Bing?"

Looking at the burly man in a suit suddenly appearing before him, Lin Feng asked with some confusion.

He had heard the name before. His grandfather, Lin Anbang, had six children: three sons and three daughters.

This Lin Bing was the youngest son, and the youngest among his siblings, ranking as the sixth. He wasn’t very old, probably around thirty-five.

But Lin Feng had never met Lin Bing. He heard that this uncle had gone into business using their grandfather’s name ten years ago, eventually lost money, harmed many people, got his legs broken by their grandfather, was driven out of the house, and had his father-son relationship publicly severed.

His mother sometimes would mention her youngest brother with a lot of worry in her words.

What puzzled Lin Feng was that if this uncle knew he was in Shangjing, why hadn’t he looked for them over the past few days?

Why send someone to inform him?

Such a grand gesture?

"Yes, he said you are his nephew."

Faced with Lin Feng’s question, the burly man in a suit responded politely.

"What does he want with me?" Lin Feng asked.

The burly man said, "He owes some money."

"Owes money?"

Lin Feng slightly furrowed his brow, not asking how much. No wonder it felt off, it all made sense now.

"Take me to him."

Lin Feng said lightly.

Led by the suit-clad man, Lin Feng followed behind. Yun Tianqi and others, being idle, also planned to join in the fun and help if needed.

With several eyes watching, the group walked through the banquet hall into a room.

Seeing Lin Feng and the others arrive, Lin Bing smiled awkwardly.

Ever since the day he was beaten and driven out of the house by his father, he swore he wouldn’t return home until he succeeded.

Lin Bing knew he had a nephew named Lin Feng, and he also knew his second sister’s family and his elder brother had moved to Shangjing. Because he hadn’t made it, he hadn’t planned on meeting them.

If he weren’t on the verge of collapse, he really wouldn’t have wanted to meet this way.

Too awkward.

The awkwardness made him feel like finding a crack in the ground to hide in.

"Uncle."

Facing Lin Bing’s awkward smile, Lin Feng nodded and greeted.

From the looks, he was already certain of the man’s identity.

Seeing Lin Feng arrive, Sister Hong’s eyes held a trace of curiosity.

Without a doubt, Lin Feng was the most famous and hottest young prodigy of the younger generation. No one doubted his potential to become a king.

If not for his young age, with his reputation and achievements, he would certainly secure a spot in the King Becoming plan.

If she had known Lin Bing had such a nephew, she would have shown some respect and not been so rude.

And the arrival of Yun Tianqi and others added no small amount of pressure on her.

This group of prodigies was not to be trifled with, and they all had support behind them.

"How much does he owe?"

Since he was sure of the identity, Lin Feng didn’t ask about the reason for the debt, but asked directly.

"Nineteen billion."

Before Lin Bing could speak, Sister Hong smiled and spoke first.

Obviously, she didn’t want that talentless little elf.

Nineteen billion?

Lin Feng slightly furrowed his brow, this was no small amount.

"I only borrowed five billion at first," Lin Bing said in a low voice.

"It’s been four years, and neither the principal nor the interest has been repaid," Sister Hong explained to Lin Feng.

Four years, five billion become nineteen billion—definitely high interest.

But as long as it’s money borrowed voluntarily, even if it’s high interest, there’s nothing that can be done. If it drags on, the interest will only grow.

"I have a little elf here, considering it as interest on the debt I’ve incurred."

Seeing Lin Feng frowning, Lin Bing quickly pointed to the cage in his right hand.

Inside the cage, the little elf trembled slightly, its small face pale without color, wearing an expression of fear and despair, muttering softly, looking utterly pitiful.

"So cute."

Little Sister Dong whispered.

Girls have no resistance to such cute creatures.

If she could afford it, Little Sister Dong would want to have one as well.

Of course, even if she could buy one, she couldn’t afford to keep it.

This palm-sized little elf was famously precious, needing to be fed with Essence of Life or some Spirit Fruits every month, costing millions, much more than Little Sister Dong’s living expenses.

"A little elf with black hair and eyes?"

Lin Feng’s eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The Little Elf is very rare, but its hair is almost all green, with brown and purple eyes. It’s the first time he’s seen one with black hair and black eyes.

This kind of Little Elf looks almost identical to a little human girl.

The Little Elf is not a Demon Beast; it’s considered a special part of the Elf Race.

This type of Little Elf won’t produce a Demon Spirit after death. Their innate skills vary, with some strong and some weak.

If they have innate abilities, such cute and portable pets can be easily sold for two to three billion.

"It’s a Little Elf without any innate abilities."

Seeming to guess Lin Feng’s thoughts, Sister Hong smiled and reminded him.

Lin Bing gave Lin Feng an awkward smile.

A Little Elf without innate abilities is indeed worthless.

He spent six hundred million buying this Little Elf, originally planning a last gamble, but didn’t expect this Little Elf to be a waste that has no abilities at all.

This time, he indeed lost big time, with no chance to recoup his losses.

"Returning the principal is fine. I quite admire Lin Feng, let’s say this time we become friends."

Seeing that Lin Feng hadn’t responded for a while, Sister Hong said with a smile.

Lin Bing’s eyes flashed with a hint of joy; he hadn’t expected Lin Feng to have such big face value.

Saved fourteen billion all at once.

If it was five billion, if he worked hard, he could still pay it back.

Looking at the people behind Lin Feng, Yun Tianqi, Ye Xing, Zhan Tianyu, Ye Qiu... Lin Bing understood why the ruthless Sister Hong would give so much face.

Although the Wave Organization is powerful and loves money, they won’t easily offend these destinies’ favored, and these favored ones also have forces backing them.

"Alright."

Lin Feng glanced at Sister Hong and took out a bank card.

The suited man stepped forward, took the card, swiped it on the ready card reader, and after Lin Feng entered his secret, he extracted the card and returned it to Lin Feng.

After the deduction, Lin Feng nodded to Sister Hong, left a phone number, and bid farewell.

"Though young, his aura is astonishing."

Watching Lin Feng and his entourage slowly disappear, Sister Hong showed a slight smile.

She’d seen many of heaven’s favored, but it’s her first to see one with such aura.

In front of Lin Feng, she felt almost suppressed.

And the people behind Lin Feng gave her even more pressure.

What surprised her even more was that even Yun Tianqi and Ye Xing stood behind Lin Feng, seeming to take him as the leader from their posture.

It was upon noticing this that she decided not to ask for any interest, just the principal back.

Fourteen billion isn’t small, but using it to make friends with Lin Feng wasn’t a loss in her view, maybe future cooperation opportunities might arise.

Forcing that money would undoubtedly offend Lin Feng and his people, which was unnecessary.

"Uncle, where do you live?"

Leaving the room, Lin Feng asked Lin Bing.

"Thanks a lot this time."

Lin Bing smiled, still a bit awkward: "But don’t worry, I’ll pay you back, just need more time." Saying this, he handed the cage in his hand to Lin Feng: "This Little Elf is for you."

"No need."

Lin Feng said, but Lin Bing insisted on stuffing it into Lin Feng’s hand: "Just take it, I can’t afford to keep this Little Elf. Selling it cheap, I also can’t bear, it’s too much of a loss."

"Brother Feng, let me see."

Before Lin Feng could refuse, Little Sister Dong eagerly grabbed the cage from Lin Feng’s hand, held it before her eyes, and looked at the Little Elf inside, her eyes gleaming.

He Jun felt the same, and even Yang Ningbing couldn’t help but get closer.

For such cuteness, it wasn’t just the girls, even Ye Qiu and others had no resistance.

The Little Elf, sneakily glancing around at the giant in front, showed signs of terror, quickly lowered its head, closed its eyes, as if by not seeing, danger wouldn’t exist.

"So cute."

"So adorable!"

"Not wearing clothes, such a shy face, let’s buy you some clothes later, make you a princess, okay?"

"How old are you?"

"Can you talk?"

Little Sister Dong and He Jun kept asking, using the Alien Race language, but the Little Elf gave no response, its body trembling more and more.

Until Yu Qiao took out a piece of chocolate, handed it inside the cage, the previously trembling Little Elf opened its eyes, which were red and swollen, tearfully glancing at the chocolate, instinctively opening its mouth.

Eating the chocolate, the Little Elf’s formerly terrified expression began to relax, its body stopped shaking, tears gradually ceased, even its eyes slightly squinted.

"Seems to be a glutton," Little Sister Dong commented with a smile.

"Indeed a glutton, this Little Elf is very timid, cries for half a day every day, but stops crying if given food."

Seeing the Little Elf’s look, Lin Bing helplessly smiled as well.

The talk among the people didn’t affect the Little Elf; it focused on eating chocolate, and after finishing, looking at the giant before it, recalling its dangerous situation, it screamed, retreated, and sat back down, trembling, occasionally emitting sobbing cries.

Everyone exchanged glances, a bit speechless.