After entering the hidden cave, Ling Feng supported himself with one hand against the wall. His body swayed for a moment before he started coughing violently.
The blood drained from his face, and his face was as white as a sheet of paper. Leaning against the wall, Ling Feng slowly walked into the depths.
He sat down slowly and crossed his legs. The time of the secret technique had long passed.
There was no doubt that Ling Feng was currently in an extremely weak state. Even if it was an ordinary Dou Huang, Ling Feng would probably not be a match for him. Once he attacked, his injuries would worsen and it would be very easy for his body to have side effects. It would form an obstacle and barrier when he broke through in the future.
He forcefully opened his eyes. His white pupils had disappeared. A pair of familiar, deep, pitch-black eyes appeared. One of them was bright gold, and the other was flawless green. It gave off a strange feeling.
After consuming a few healing pills, Ling Feng slowly closed his eyes. He drew a ten with his hands and connected his fingers together, refining the medicinal power of the pills.
In a hidden cave, a man in purple was recuperating quietly with a pale face. The wind outside the cave whistled and buzzed in the cave.
The sky was already dark. Outside the mountain range, a faint moon hung high above. In the dark forest, the chirping of insects and the roars of insects rose and fell.
In the cave, Ling Feng straightened his body and waved his fist, feeling the strength in his body.
He smiled helplessly. The aftereffects of the secret technique were too severe. After consuming the medicinal pill and resting for more than four hours, he had yet to fully recover.
His current body would at most use the strength of a five or six star Dou Huang.
Ling Feng sighed. He did not expect that using the Secret Technique for the first time would cause him to suffer such great damage. However, the effect was quite good. After using the Secret Technique, he could even match some six star Dou Zongs. It was indeed worthy of being called the Secret Technique of the Ling clan.
The effect of this secret technique depended on the density of the bloodline.
He had never tested Ling Feng's bloodline density before. With a cultivation technique like the Soul Cultivation Secrets, Ling Feng felt that things like bloodline density could already be ignored.
He only needed to familiarize himself with the plot and continue to search for Strange Fires. Then, he would devour them. His strength would naturally rise!
Sweeping his eyes across his sea of consciousness, Ling Feng's lips curled up as he saw the four soul light orbs that he had almost devoured. It was better for his soul power to break through as well.
Devouring the 'Green Lotus Core Flame', the' Soul Cultivation Secret Art 'undoubtedly advanced. However, the' Soul Cultivation Secret Art 'was too mysterious. Ling Feng was unable to sense what level the' Soul Cultivation Secret Art 'was at. He only knew that it was clearly possible to devour the souls of these four Grade Seven Middle Grade Alchemists.
After devouring the Strange Fire this time, Ling Feng felt an indescribable charm. It was as if his body was completely under his control again. Thinking back to his previous actions, Ling Feng realized that he had long been affected by the side effects. He was actually still deeply immersed in it and did not feel it at all.
Fortunately, they didn't devour many souls. Otherwise, they would have become a team that killed without blinking and was dumbfounded by beautiful women.
He paused for a moment. Since he wanted to break through his soul force, he would do it!
He sat down cross-legged once again and formed a complicated seal with his hands. The soul refinement began!
The soul source that was originally as solid as a rock and only had one-tenth of it left loosened again under the effect of the Soul Cultivation Secrets.
This made Ling Feng unconsciously heave a sigh of relief. This time, Ling Feng chose to refine all four of them together. On the four soul sources, traces of light became nourishment for Ling Feng's soul one after another.
Looking at the four Soul Sources that were about to be completely refined, Ling Feng frowned. It seemed that it was not enough.
With a flip of his palm, a jade bottle appeared in his hand. He opened the bottle and a figure escaped rapidly. Ling Feng snorted lightly and golden flames spread out. The figure who was hit screamed in pain. Ling Feng turned a deaf ear to it and captured the figure in front of him. His hands quickly formed seals again, dazzling people. Wisps of soul power were extracted from Protector Vulture in the golden flames and refined!
They had arrived!
Ling Feng's expression turned serious as his eyes became much clearer. His complexion became much ruddy, and his body became a little hazy, making him look even more mysterious.
His Spiritual Force spread outwards. The entire Misty Cloud Sect was included within it. Nothing could escape Ling Feng's detection. Yun Shan who was healing, Nalan Yanran who was sitting cross-legged in front of the bed, and a certain fierce beast eating in the forest were all under the control of Ling Feng's Spiritual Force.
In the cave, Ling Feng opened his arms. This feeling was really good, as if he had the whole world.
He retracted his soul power, and his originally deep eyes became even deeper. They were so deep that no one could fathom them!
Shaking his slightly sore body, with a thought, Ling Feng appeared outside the cave. Looking at the sky, it seemed to be getting late. The Nalan Clan's banquet should be starting soon.
His figure flickered and he took a few leaps, rushing towards the Imperial Capital like a ghost.
The capital, Nalan mansion, Jia Ma Empire's Lion Heart Marshal Nalan Jie's mansion. Old Master Nalan was first infected with the 'Searing Poison' and was terminally ill. Afterwards, the mysterious young master Hun Yu from the Central Plains offered a medicinal pill and the poison was completely removed. His strength had also completely recovered, adding another Dou Wang to the Nalan clan!
The hall was brightly lit. The people coming and going had smiles on their faces as they raised their glasses to greet each other.
Master Nalan was the one with the biggest smile on his face. He had been toasting since the beginning of the banquet. Even if Master Nalan had recovered his strength, he wouldn't be toasting like this. As for why, perhaps only those who were toasting knew.
The members of the Primer clan were gathered at a certain part of the hall. The person in the lead was an old man with white hair. His expression was somewhat solemn and his aura appeared extremely dignified. With a glance, one could tell that he was a person who held quite a bit of power, Primer Tengshan!
There was a woman beside the old man. She was wearing a tight-fitting red dress and a snow-white fox fur coat. Her curvaceous figure was exquisite, and her eyes were filled with love. The charm she released made many men secretly glance over.
The old man looked at the smiling Nalan Jie in the hall. He snorted and said,"Didn't this old man rely on his granddaughter to get in touch with that kid? What was he showing off for? He was still a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect? Doing this!"
Then, he turned to the charming woman beside him."Ya Fei, I believe that you already know about your mission. Try your best to come into contact with that Hun Yu. You must know, ai, the clan originally wanted you and Mu Zhan."
The woman stood rooted to the ground, her eyes moving. No one knew what she was thinking. She only shook the red wine glass in her hand, and there was a faint helplessness in her charming eyes.
Ling Feng's speed did not take long before he arrived at the Nalan Clan's mansion. Ling Feng actually did not like this kind of banquet at all. This was something that nobles played with.
In this Dou Qi continent, there was actually such a "custom". Ling Feng felt helpless. He really didn't know what these old fellows were thinking. Show off? There's something wrong with his brain!
Sweeping his soul power around, he was startled. His figure landed and appeared under the willow tree outside the Nalan Residence.
The evening breeze blew gently, and the willow leaves fluttered in the wind. A woman in a moon-white robe leaned against a tree trunk. Her graceful figure, alluring curves, exquisite and peerless face, icy skin, and jade-like skin. The breeze rolled up her skirt, revealing her snow-white calves, making people unable to help but explore them.
The corner of his lips curled up as his figure flashed and appeared beside the woman. His intoxicating body fragrance slowly drifted over and stuck to the woman's exquisite earlobe. He whispered,"Yanran, are you waiting for me?"
The sudden intimate action caused the woman's aura to turn cold. The familiar voice caused the woman to be stunned again. Her face turned red as she turned to look at the white-robed man who had suddenly appeared. He wore a white scholarly robe, his straight body, and his usually cold face was replaced by a warm smile. Although it did not match, the smile at the corner of his mouth was like a spring breeze that made people sink into it. This scene seemed to make the woman recall the smile that had entered the depths of her heart from the youth she had only met twice. It slowly overlapped with the one in front of him.
Ling Feng looked at the young lady who was slightly infatuated with him. His heart skipped a beat as he stretched out his hand and wrapped it around her waist, which was wrapped in a moon-white robe. As the beauty entered his embrace, Ling Feng took a light breath. The young lady's waist was as soft as a ball of water. The young lady's chest was pressed against Ling Feng's chest, causing him to involuntarily feel a slight fire burning in his heart. His large hand exerted a little strength as he stared at the young lady's slightly opened lips. His heart was slightly burning as he pressed his lips against hers. It was icy cold, slightly curled, and sweet.
Just as Ling Feng was about to enter deeper, the woman in his embrace pushed him away forcefully and took a few steps back. Her face was flushed red as she kicked him. Ling Feng looked at the woman not far away and whispered,"Yanran, do you know how I feel about you…"
Before she could finish, the woman replied in a delicate voice,"I know. Give me some time. If three years later…"
There were still some words that he had not finished speaking. Perhaps, if the young man who had promised him that he would come to the Misty Cloud Sect had not arrived three years later, he should forget about him.
Ling Feng understood the meaning behind his words. Three years?
It seems like we're almost there. Are you still waiting for my promise? I'm here, but you can't recognize me!
As he thought about it, he looked at the woman under the tree, his eyes becoming gentler.
The night was intoxicating. In front of the willow tree, how could one see through the word love!
"How dare you steal from the Nalan Residence!”
The sudden shout startled the two of them who were immersed in their own world.
Ling Feng's enormous Spiritual Strength followed the momentum and shot out. It captured a black robed figure. His speed was extremely fast and was not inferior to a middle class Dou Huang. His entire body emitted a faint cold air.
Ling Feng was startled. It couldn't be that old man Hai Bo Dong, right?
Xiao Yan instructed the former Ice Emperor Hai Bo Dong to steal the Seven Magical Green Spirit Saliva?
This was too exaggerated!
Ling Feng thought maliciously. Xiao Yan was the mastermind. In the Great Heaven Empire, he had to bear civil responsibility!
Naturally, no one could stop Hai Bo Dong's speed. Ling Feng would also not help the Nalan Clan catch thieves for no reason!
Why not enjoy a good show?
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