CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67 THE SUDDEN SCENT OF SULFUR (VOTE FOR US! FOLLOW THE READ!)

In the dream, after hearing Chu Feng’s sarcastic words, Darius fell silent for a long moment.

"Dream Eater—Darius, one of the Angel Envoys under the Hell Demon God Belfinger. Little human whelp, retract your arrogance."

Upon hearing the other’s introduction, Chu Feng’s heart instantly tightened.

The Slothful Demon God Belfinger, one of the Seven Great Demon Lords of Hell!

His Angel Envoys were, at minimum, Devil-level beings.

Soul Wanderer, Bound Spirit—Evil Spirit—Evil Spirit—Devil—Demon God; these were the Bizarre’s five primary power levels.

With Chu Feng’s current strength, he might struggle even against an Evil Spirit, yet now he was facing a Devil from Hell itself!

"Alright then, what business does an Angel Envoy like you have with me? Let’s hear it!"

"Join the Holy Advent Society!"

"Impossible!"

Faced with the Devil’s proposition, Chu Feng’s refusal was instantaneous.

"You should consider this carefully. It is because we value your potential that I have come to recruit you. Otherwise, with your ant-like strength, you wouldn’t even be worthy of knowing my name."

"Hah! Strength? So what if I’m not as strong as you? As long as I can defeat the people from your Holy Advent Society, that’s all that matters!"

"Are you... certain you wish to make an enemy of Hell?"

Detecting the threat in the other’s tone, Chu Feng actually smiled.

"Since when do Devils from Hell only resort to empty threats? Go on, make your move!"

Feeling the other party suddenly fall silent, Chu Feng became even more certain of his suspicion.

This Dream Eater—Darius was not even in the Human World!

The figure in his dream was merely a conscious projection, utterly incapable of attack.

"Damn it, make your move! Come on, take a swing at me!"

The other side remained in profound silence.

"What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you can’t?"

Facing Chu Feng’s relentless taunting, the other party finally reacted.

The vast white space before Chu Feng instantly shattered.

Unable to act, Darius decisively withdrew his conscious projection back to Hell.

A sensation of weightlessness washed over him, and Chu Feng, his forehead beaded with fine sweat, abruptly sat up in bed.

I won the bet! He really couldn’t make a move!

Joy filled Chu Feng’s face, yet a flicker of lingering fear also crossed his eyes.

The sky outside was just beginning to lighten. Glancing at his phone, Chu Feng saw it was just past five o’clock.

It seems I’ve truly caught the attention of the Holy Advent Society!

...

At nine in the morning, the day was already bright.

After breakfast, Chu Feng got into his Jeep and headed straight for the private hospital where Taran and the others were.

"Hey! Long time no see, everyone!"

Seeing the group wrapped up like mummies, Chu Feng barely suppressed a chuckle as he greeted them.

Among them, Lin Qiu, his compatriot, was the most direct.

"Chu Feng, we thought you weren’t coming! What have you been up to these days?"

"What else? Contributing to the cause of Exorcism, of course!"

Lin Qiu rolled her eyes coquettishly at his words.

"Oh, give it a rest! Taran said you must have been up to something big these past few days. Come on, tell us what you did!"

Chu Feng looked at Taran, who was staring at him, quite surprised.

"I didn’t expect you to figure it out!"

"It was just an unexpected moment of clarity," Taran said, shaking her short, chestnut-colored hair, looking quite capable.

"Alright! Then let me fill you all in!"

...

After a while, silence returned to the hospital room.

The four of them lay in their hospital beds, looking at each other.

"Wait a minute, I have a question!" Dimo, lying on his bed, spoke up.

"What about Exorcists who aren’t particularly skilled in combat against the Bizarre?"

"Yeah! What about spirit mediums like Dimo, and those Diviners? Their roles are significant too!" As Lin Qiu chimed in, everyone turned to look at Chu Feng.

"They will form a special department: the Risk Assessment Department. Its primary responsibility will be to pre-assess the risk of incidents where Spirit Explorers cannot accurately determine the Bizarre’s level."

"Good, that job sounds perfect for me!" Dimo, on the bed, heaved a long sigh of relief.

None of them were fools. Chu Feng’s Exorcism Agency had police resources and the influence of Chu Feng himself, America’s First Exorcist. Most importantly, it could provide powerful exorcism weapons, greatly ensuring the safety of Exorcists. Its future prospects were clearly imaginable.

"Once you’ve all recovered from your injuries, come and report to my office. Consider yourselves the agency’s first batch of employees."

"OK! So, you’re our boss from now on!"

...

When Chu Feng left the hospital, another figure was by his side.

"Lin Qiu, are you sure you’re alright?"

"Don’t worry, these are just minor injuries! They’re nothing serious."

"Maybe you should go back to the hospital and stay a while longer!" Chu Feng suggested with some concern, looking at the thick bandages on her.

"Oh, come on! Stop fussing and hurry up and take me to the agency building. How can the renovation proceed without someone supervising?"

Seeing he couldn’t persuade the stubborn Lin Qiu, Chu Feng could only carefully help her into the car and then drove towards the agency building.

More than half an hour later, Chu Feng’s Jeep finally stopped in front of the building where renovation had already begun.

"Wow! So many workers on the job at once? Chu Feng, how much did you pay the renovation company?"

Lin Qiu, having just stepped out of the car, saw countless workers bustling inside the building and was instantly stunned by Chu Feng’s grand scale.

Chu Feng, knowing all this was Tatyana’s doing, just smiled without saying a word. He was truly experiencing the perks of associating with a wealthy lady!

"Right, give me the design plans! I’m going to be stationed here starting today."

"Is that really necessary?" Chu Feng looked at the visibly excited Lin Qiu with a troubled expression.

"Don’t worry, I know my limits; they’re just superficial wounds! An Exorcist’s recovery rate is incredibly fast; I’ll be fine in no time. Hand over the blueprints!"

"Alright then!" Sighing, Chu Feng retrieved the design plans from the renovation company and a wad of US dollars from his System Space, handing them to her.

"Why are you giving me money?" Lin Qiu looked at Chu Feng, puzzled.

"Operational funds! Go on, take them." After placing the blueprints and US dollars in her arms, Chu Feng took Lin Qiu to meet the head of the renovation company.

Driving home, Chu Feng couldn’t help but reflect. Lin Qiu’s arrival was a great help. Although Tatyana had found the renovation company, he still felt uneasy without someone from his own team supervising.

Soon, Chu Feng’s car pulled up to his villa.

The moment he got out of the car, Chu Feng’s Spiritual Perception suddenly tensed.

The smell of sulfur!

His keen sense of smell instantly identified the strange odor that had suddenly appeared in the air.

The Holy Advent Society’s damn retaliation certainly came fast!

Chu Feng had never imagined that after his negotiations with Dream Eater—Darius had broken down just last night, their retaliation would arrive this very afternoon!

The sulfur smell isn’t pure enough! Could it be the Evil Spirit that escaped from Central Hospital?