I don’t know why, when Feng Jun heard that the Yin Spirits could lead him into the formation, what arose in his heart was not joy, but a faint resistance.
At first, he couldn’t figure out why he felt this way, until about twelve o’clock that night, when he put on the Mirage King Bracer, took the Spirit Beast Bag where the Yin Spirits were hiding, and quietly arrived outside the small building, he finally knew where this feeling ca from.
He wasn’t afraid to sneak in like this, but opening the secret vault would inevitably have so noise, and if it alerted others, how would he manage the Yin Spirits if he wanted to escape to the Earth Plane?
So when he arrived outside the wall, he first released a small Hidden Formation and silently activated it, then took out his mobile phone to begin calculations.
The Yin Spirits already knew that many of Feng Jun’s skills were deduced through this device called a "mobile phone".
Of course, they didn’t understand the English and simplified characters on the mobile phone very well, but that didn’t matter... As a Magic Artifact, it should be like this, similar to talismans, with so quirky runes on it, otherwise it would be easily learned by others—that would be bad.
They even guessed so major features of this Magic Artifact.
However, at this ti, when he took out his mobile phone, it made them a bit dissatisfied, "I can take you in, why bother deducing so thod to break the formation?"
Feng Jun thought for a mont before answering, "I’m worried that if we get discovered, it would be hard to escape with you."
"It’s just a Spirit Beast Bag, what’s hard about escaping..." The Yin Spirits sneered, but in the next mont, it seed to guess sothing and abruptly stopped, only speaking after a while, "Space Power?"
Feng Jun didn’t want to answer directly, but after rethinking, he realized that even Master Sumiao could sense residual space energy, so deceiving this Big Boss might be very difficult—maybe they had already guessed, but just chose this mont to ask.
Anyway, he also knew so of the other’s secrets, so denying it at this point wasn’t the best choice, "It should be sothing like that."
The Yin Spirits were silent for three or four seconds before expressing sowhat helplessly, "I have a feeling that this thing could pose a major threat to ... I’d really want to try if I were at my peak."
They wouldn’t have said this in the past; after cultivating for thousands of years, they’ve seen far too many people with ulterior motives.
They had observed Feng Jun for a long ti and roughly understood what kind of person he was, especially when leaving Thunder Plains; he would rather give up the Soul Stone than travel with them, which proved he still had certain principles.
If it were soone else, they might have gotten a generator to continually electrify them, trying to extract more good things from them.
In summary, they also had a bit of a contrary nature... You don’t care for ? I just want to stick with you.
They even found it quite amusing that Feng Jun was sneakily trying to conceal his secrets from them.
But finally, they asked, "If I don’t take you in, can you open my secret vault?"
"You can teach first," Feng Jun instinctively responded, though he quickly realized this was a bad answer, "Forget it, if anything is missing from your secret vault, I wouldn’t be able to explain."
The Yin Spirits remained silent, thinking to themselves that they’ve almost forgotten what’s inside those little secret vaults.
Yet they were sure in their hearts that unless one reached the Nascent Soul Stage, they wouldn’t be able to discover this secret vault.
Soon after, Feng Jun put away his mobile phone and took out the Soul Stone from the Spirit Beast Bag, "Then instruct on how to enter the formation."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an extrely subtle fluctuation across his body, which he wouldn’t have noticed otherwise.
Then the consciousness of the Yin Spirits transmitted, "Alright, just climb over the wall to get inside."
Indeed worthy of being a Big Boss! Feng Jun didn’t doubt much—if you’re trying to set a trap, I won’t be the one to suffer.
Sure enough, he easily and skillfully jumped over the building wall into the courtyard without triggering the defense formation’s counter-chanism.
He couldn’t help but marvel with his Divine Sense, "This technique is too frightening, what level of Divine Skills is this?"
"Tch," the Yin Spirits replied disdainfully, "This is no Divine Skill, just the mustard seed technique; so of those in the Nascent Soul Stage can cultivate it, and those in the Ergence Stage can apply it on others... Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
In the courtyard of the building, there was a paved path with bricks, and a few trees had been planted; Feng Jun was quietly digging in the soil, intending to place the Soul Stone inside.
"Isn’t this to cover you?" he said while using a whole piece of turf to cover the Soul Stone in the dirt pit and even storing the excess soil in a Storage Talisman, taking considerable care, "After retrieving the secret vault, I’ll take you away."
The Yin Spirits expressed their helplessness, "Don’t you understand respecting your elders at all?"
Feng Jun lightly patted the finished turf cover to fit tightly as much as possible, "Respecting elders also needs to consider the occasion."
In the middle of Da Wei Building’s courtyard stood a large Wutong tree, which was quite rare in this place full of locust and cypress trees, yet it appeared increasingly lush.
The secret vault was less than a ter away from the Wutong tree, forcing the Yin Spirits to sigh, "If only this tree had been planted a bit farther, we’d have to uproot it to access the secret vault."
It wanted to make a witty remark, but Feng Jun was on edge, holding his breath and cautiously surveying his surroundings.
Supposedly when trouble arises, the Yin Spirits would be even more passive than him, but he can’t help his compulsions—he doesn’t like making a ss of things.
Under the big boss’s guidance, he arrived at the Wutong tree, cautiously performing a complex series of hand signs. He finally crouched down, pressed his hand onto the ground, released a surge of spiritual energy, and carefully sensed the area.
The big boss’s mory isn’t great, but the secret vault was set up quite thoroughly. They dug a pit at the ti and covered it with a lot of soil. The vault is a good seven or eight yards underground, even if soone built a house here, the foundation wouldn’t reach that deep.
Besides, this is the Bewildering Soul Forest; who would build a house here?
Unexpectedly, developnts took a turn, and soone actually ca to reside here and built houses.
Retrieving the vault is much simpler; just perform a spell only known by the big boss, output a bit of spiritual energy, and the vault will automatically and slowly move to the surface, stopping once it touches air.
Feng Jun thinks the description of slow movent is accurate; after a good ten minutes, a palm-sized indigo box finally erged from the ground.
However, quite regrettably, as soon as the box appeared on the surface, spiritual energy fluctuations occurred. Although not very noticeable, if a cultivator in the Qi Refinent Realm purposely senses it, they can still feel it.
As soon as the spiritual energy fluctuated, Feng Jun knew trouble was coming, but he had to wait for the box to entirely erge before taking action.
He could only hope all the Wen family mbers were asleep, not so alert.
"Just grab it," the Yin Spirit hurriedly exclaid in his mind, "interrupting the process isn’t a problem; it will automatically teleport away. I’ll go sense it again later."
"You should’ve said so earlier," Feng Jun sighed in frustration, reaching to grab the box, but it was already too late; the surrounding scenario changed—Wen Family’s trapping formation had been triggered.
Wen Family’s Golden Core Level Defense Formation not only serves external defense, but it also provides internal defense, preventing intruders from disrupting things inside—the foundation located within the Bewildering Soul Forest is envied by many.
Although the disturbance from the ergence of the vault wasn’t big, the problem was Wen Family had silently adjusted the defense level, enough for the formation to naturally react to such spiritual energy fluctuations.
The Yin Spirit exclaid in frustration, "Damn," having anticipated the subsequent responses.
Honestly, it feels a bit regretful; when setting up the secret vault, it planned less carefully and didn’t consider what slight spiritual energy fluctuations might bring, but that’s not entirely its fault—how could it foresee such a complex situation?
Feng Jun, on the other hand, was not anxious. He touched the box, patiently waiting for it to be completely out.
This trapping formation is just a small one, targeting the weak spiritual energy. Cultivators at the Qi Refinent Realm might find it troubleso, but it wouldn’t bother those at the Ergence Stage.
However, Feng Jun missed sothing. When the trapping formation activated, the strong Qi interference rendered the Mirage King Bracer ineffective.
As ntioned earlier, this is a magic artifact usable in the Qi Refinent Realm; no matter how good the concealnt effect is, it’s vulnerable to deliberate interference.
As soon as Feng Jun’s figure appeared, the trapping formation abruptly upgraded, and vines sprouted beneath his feet, wrapping around him.
Simultaneously, a loud alarm sounded, and countless bells started ringing.
Feng Jun’s first reaction was... to change his appearance. Now, the Thousand Faces Technique seems rather basic compared to his cultivation level, but it’s better than nothing.
The next mont, nurous divine senses swept over him, and he shouted sharply, "Brothers... attack! Wen family formation is formidable."
Originally, countless people were about to rush over to gang up on him. Hearing this shout, the Wen family had to shift attention—even though a thief had intruded, they were already trapped; focusing on the thieves outside is more sensible.
Finally, the box was entirely out of the ground. He grabbed the box and silently chanted "Exit," paying no mind to the vines wrapped around him.
However, while he disregarded the vines, they were part of the Golden Core Level formation. As he exited, the formation trembled twice, nearly crumbling apart.
This Golden Core Level Defense Formation is not inferior to Kunlun’s Mountain Protection Array, but generally speaking, this formation is primarily for external defense. The internal trapping formation, although part of the formation, has lower priority in energy allocation.
Luckily, because of this, the formation only trembled twice; had it taken a direct hit on its external defense, the formation would definitely have collapsed.
Even so, the Wen family’s cultivators were startled, and soone shouted, "There’s an expert! Wen Family disciples, hold your positions; don’t attack recklessly!"
With such a shout, even fewer people paid any attention to the "little thief" who broke in.
Feng Jun returned to Earth holding the indigo box, with long vines still hanging from him.
He first checked the imprint on his Stone Ring and found not much energy had been used.
Then he noticed the roots of the vines, not just rich with soil but also containing a segnt of faintly golden "fate chain."
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