Shangren Zhifang, Mephisto Leaves

As he heard Lin Feng say his name, the fatty smiled even more amiably and stood up, dusting the dirt off his black robes.

"W-what, you knew it was me yet you still attacked, aren't you afraid that the contract I had with your Shangren clan would be terminated if I survived and found out it was you?"

Feng spoke weirdly, expecting some sort of answer from Shangren Zhifang.

"Hehe, I also signed a contract with Tai Luna of the Luna Clan, and both contracts were of the highest grade. They also stated that if the matter involved two or more signed parties, I could intervene and choose a side. You geniuses are so easy to fool, if you read the contract, you would realize that there were so many clauses you didn't even know about."

The fatty spoke smugly, emphasizing the words 'Genius', and 'Contract'.

Feng felt so humiliated to the extent that he was about to pull out the ultimate spells from his Druid Grimoire.

"Oh, this fatty is far more versed in the Art of Shamelessness compared to me, I shall bow promptly. For this fatty is a true master!"

Long Hu chipped in from the side, exposing his presence since after the time that the old man fought Feng.

"Oh, you must be the friend of Lin Feng, Xiang Dragon Long Hu! Come a friend of Feng is a friend of mine."

Feng twitched his lips, he barely knew this Shangren Zhifang dude, since when did they become friends?!

The Shameless Dragon Mercenaries and Eshu shook their heads in pity for Feng, not only was he conned, this fatty even more shameless than Long Hu addressed him as a friend.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Who is this Tai Luna fellow, why did he send you and some goons after me?"

"Hehe, funny you should mention. Tai Luna is the number one genius of the Luna Clan, and that fellow who went after Nisha was his little brother Grant Luna. You killed Grant, so he sent someone to kill you."

Shangren Zhifang answered calmly, waiting to see the expression Feng had. But Feng just had a very visible look of confusion on his face. 'Who was this Grant Luna fellow, do I know him?' He thought strangely.

After a while, he suddenly jumped up in understanding.

"I remember now! It was that gigolo-looking guy we encountered in Blood God Forest!"

Meanwhile, Shangren Zhifang's face twitched incessantly. Did it take him that long to remember Grant? And did he just call grant a gigolo?

"Heheh, fatty you said that the Luna clan is some large ancient clan in this Universe?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll be damned. Your Shangren Clan must be filthy rich to have connections with the top genius. Heh, forget that, deliver a message from me to that so-called genius, tell him I want to battle him!"

". . ." Everyone.

"What, why did everyone look at me like that?"

". . ."

"Cough, anyway Feng, since you already have Damon, I shan't bother you anymore, come on Long Hu and co, we're leaving."

Mephistopheles voice rang out through the air, alarming the people involved.

"Heh, uncle master Mephistopheles, you're not going to accompany me?"

"When did I become your uncle master, che, whatever, I choose to follow Long Hu because I want to see his growth pattern, I just wonder whether he will be the same as that damned ancestor of his, in addition, following you would just be adding more armour to that fucking plot armour you keep on. You have an unbelievable amount of luck, following you would not give you any space to grow."

"Oh I see, farewell then, Long Hu, good luck, and if you find any of the old crew, tell them I'm waiting."

"We shall see again, Lin Feng!"

They both said grinning like children. Time seemed to stop and the image of their first time meeting appeared in their heads, and the familiar scent of Long Hu farting attacked his nose.

"I even smell that fart from all those years ago." Feng reminisced, then suddenly the scent grew even more pungent. It was then that he noticed the yellow vortex around him.

"Kekeke, damn you Long Hu!"

The vortex cleared and Feng noticed some blood-red fruits in his hand, on the fruits was a weird note.

'Have these Bloodline Fruits, little Feng, I only had ten on hand, one for you, Nosferatu and Eshu. The rest are for those to come' Mephisto.

Feng read the note and squashed it, he threw the squashed piece of paper onto the ground and burnt it by using lightning mana.

"Thank you, Mephistopheles."

He says looking down where the ashes of the burnt note flew with the wind.

"Here, Eshu catch!"

He says throwing a Bloodline Fruit towards Eshu. He turned towards Nosferatu and threw him a fruit, while all the same keeping the rest in his space crystal.

Eshu and Nosferatu, impatient fellows ate the Bloodline Fruits immediately.

A Black and white energy encased Eshu, while a blood-red mist enveloped Nosferatu, but at the same time on their bodies, the faint image of blood flowing fast through their veins could be seen.

Black and White snake-like markings appeared on Eshu's body, the marks slithered around his body, the markings eventually settled on a part of his face and his back.

The markings faded, leaving only two strange runes that looked like teardrops under Eshu's eyes. The rune on the right was black while the rune on the left was white.

As for Nosferatu, he had already condensed his demon mark, so his transformation was more stunning, the blood-red dragon mark on his torso slithered out and split into eight dragons that flew around him as a method of protection, after a while, the demon mark joined into one again and slithered back onto his torso.

Shangren Zhifang by the side couldn't help but utter.

"Well, I'll be damned. This is a sight to behold."

And with that, they set off under the steady glow of the sun.