At the end of its words, the Yin Spirit’s mood began to drop, "Indeed, such a magical treasure does not suit ... What do you want to ask ?"
And you just rembered I wanted to ask sothing? Feng Jun curled his lip, "I just wanted to know if this little deity can switch to beco a Spiritual Cultivator?"
"Switch to Spiritual Cultivation..." The Big Boss seed a bit distracted, "What makes you think I would know the answer to that?"
The next mont, it muttered to itself, "Just because I’m in this state temporarily, you think I know a lot about Spiritual Cultivation?"
"I’m just asking for so advice; it feels like your knowledge is broader than mine," Feng Jun replied helplessly, "nothing else implied."
The Yin Spirit didn’t respond imdiately, and after a while, it asked, "Did you put away the resentful corpse? Is it with you?"
Feng Jun took out a Storage Talisman and placed it within the Aura Concealnt Array. He didn’t take out the resentful corpse; although it posed no threat to the two of them, its eerie aura would affect the comfort of the room.
The Big Boss didn’t need him to take out the resentful corpse; it could see it through the Storage Talisman. After a long ti, it sighed, "It’s quite a good body, but unfortunately, it’s male."
Hearing this, Feng Jun couldn’t help but frown, "You’re thinking of borrowing the shell?"
"Who would want to stay in a Soul Stone all the ti?" the Big Boss replied irritably, "You can’t tell with your perspective, but this is a Fake Heavenly Corpse. Not only does the deceased have good aptitude, but it also got imbued with rit incense... It should be due to the little deity taking residence."
Feng Jun nodded, "That’s what I thought when I unearthed the resentful corpse. It’s better that it’s a male corpse; if it were female, it might turn into a Drought Demon."
"A Drought Demon isn’t so bad, just a bit limited in scope," the Big Boss answered casually, but the next mont, it realized the issue, "On a dead-end plane, the Drought Demon might change. Let calculate... Hmm, a thousand miles of drought, suffering of all living things."
After a pause, it spoke again, "So you are compassionate; in that case, how about you gift this resentful corpse to ? I’ll owe you a favor."
Feng Jun was even more surprised, "Didn’t you just say you dislike it being a male corpse, unsuitable for your shell borrowing?"
The Big Boss snorted coldly, speaking with dissatisfaction, "Where did you get that idea? I didn’t say I wanted it for myself, but I see great potential in this corpse and don’t want you to ruin it."
Great potential in a corpse... Feng Jun found these six words together quite strange, "Can you control corpses?"
"I wouldn’t learn such a thing," the Big Boss flatly denied it and then explained, "In another dinsion, an old friend of mine left behind a small ghost-cultivating sect, and I also have a secret vault nearby. With such a Fake Heavenly Corpse as a gift, I can openly access the secret vault."
Well, this matter is still a long way off; when Feng Jun heard "another dinsion," he knew there was no need for concern before reaching the Golden Core stage.
But regarding this corpse, he had to make it clear, "Senior, if you need it, it stands to reason I should present it willingly, but I promised that little deity to keep this body safe for him until I get him the Spiritual Cultivation Technique."
"So you’re still considering this issue," the Big Boss responded casually, "Tell him it’s a pipe dream. The path of Incense Fire Ascension is already a realm of Spiritual Cultivation. If he wants to beco a pure Spiritual Cultivator, he’d have to erase the incense aura first. Do you know what that ans?"
Feng Jun had already figured it out, "If he completely loses the incense aura, he’d be just a spiritual body with no cultivation level for over a thousand years."
"Exactly, he’ll lose his foundation, and the spiritual body will dissipate," the Big Boss continued, "Even if he can quickly wipe away the incense, the ti left for cultivation is limited... It’s a highly risky move, nearly suicidal."
Feng Jun was silent for a long ti before speaking, "Then I’ll think about it and discuss it with him... You’re not in a hurry to get this resentful corpse, right?"
"Not really in a hurry; I won’t consider it within ten years," the Big Boss spoke sincerely, "But you should talk to him again. If he gives up this resentful corpse, I can help him find a Dharma for Incense Fire Ascension, one that’s not afraid of others destroying the Divine Position."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jun’s impression of the Big Boss improved a bit more: considering its cultivation level, it still wanted to engage in a fair transaction. Even in its downcast period, such a disposition is comndable.
However, he felt a bit skeptical about the Incense Fire Ascension Dharma it ntioned, "The Dharma you’re talking about, it’s not so illicit shrine worship, is it?"
"Isn’t that a redundant question?" the Big Boss answered indifferently, "The orthodox Incense God has its system; if the Divine Position is gone, it’s gone. Only illicit worship can continue surviving despite its decline... Anyway, it’s a plane where the Heavenly Dao is shattered. How could he dare to be picky?"
Feng Jun could only smile wryly in his heart. It’s not the little deity being picky, but in the current era of Huaxia, anyone daring to engage in illicit shrine worship better brace themselves for divine beasts to sweep them away. That’s truly without any luck.
Although the Big Boss lacked a body, eyes, or a nose, it still sensed his dilemma and was a bit puzzled.
In its view, engaging in illicit shrine worship on a dead-end plane is genuinely a good choice. With the collapse of the Heavenly Dao and the absence of faith, isn’t it just right for illicit worship to gather followers? Others advance slowly and achieve little due to limited spiritual energy. However, Incense Fire Ascension isn’t bound by those constraints.
So it sowhat unhappily asked, "Any issues?"
Feng Jun replied candidly, "There are indeed so issues. The developnt on that post-law plane is quite unique."
"Understood," the Big Boss signaled comprehension, and genuinely so, "Is it due to governance?"
It had witnessed so post-law planes where, as the Dao Palace system weakened, the official governnt forces rose, wildly slaughtering all kinds of cultivators.
"Rest assured, senior, I’ll make sure to handle it for you," Feng Jun smiled in response, "You’ve given the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, and I feel indebted. It’s rare that you fancy such a... promising corpse; naturally, I will try my best to satisfy you."
This wasn’t a casual promise. Though respecting the Earth Deity’s requests was essential, if communication failed, he wouldn’t hesitate to confront the Earth Deity with force. It’s not about currying favor with the Big Boss; the key is... this corpse is indeed terrifying.
Being labeled as a "Fake Heavenly Corpse" by the Big Boss implies it might have repercussions on Earth, and Feng Jun is deeply attached to his holand.
"No need to overexert," the Big Boss was genuinely considerate, "I’ve plenty in my secret vault, not lacking one more. But your gratitude pleases greatly."
Feng Jun, who sowhat cannot resist praises, replied cheerfully, "It’s an honor to know you, senior. You’ve helped resolve many doubts, greatly aiding my cultivation path."
"Is that so?" The Big Boss visibly brightened, "What kind of help? Tell more."
Feng Jun laughed as he spoke, "Let’s not talk about the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit. With your guidance, senior, I’m currently deducing so cultivation techniques, gaining insights. When I yield results, I’ll surely discuss more with you."
He had completed the deduction of several sets of techniques, and even Zhang Caixin, who was in the adjacent room, was cultivating a custom-tailored version of the Life of Water Technique. However, Feng Jun hesitated to inform it of his rapid deduction achievents in the short term.
Yet, the Big Boss decisively declined, "You don’t need to discuss it with . I’m not skilled in deducing cultivation techniques. I suggested it because I know others can accomplish such things."
Feng Jun was dumbstruck for a while before speaking dejectedly, "You really hold in high regard, senior."
Those you hear about must at least be Nascent Soul starting level, right?
The Big Boss replied indifferently, "Each field has its expertise. However, if you have good ideas, you could consult the Crimson Pheonix Sect to improve so techniques; don’t they have mbers following you?"
Crimson Pheonix Sect... Feng Jun didn’t know how to respond. While the protection of Crimson Pheonix was indeed delightful, it also brought considerable discomfort—because Crimson Pheonix already considered him their exclusive property, causing much inconvenience.
If he could help Crimson improve their techniques, no matter how eloquent he might be, he’d likely still be taken into Crimson Pheonix by its nurous female elders.
Unexpectedly, before the Crimson Pheonix Sect managed to discuss techniques, the Taiqing Sect had sent people to talk techniques with him.
The visitor from Taiqing was Tang Shixun, accompanied by an elder at the Nascent Soul First Layer and two at Qi Refining Ninth Layer.
Tang Shixun, after choosing his cultivation technique, returned to the sect to temper his body with the Yang Thunder Scripture. Initially, the effects seed subtle, as his body beca increasingly fragile, with ridians on the verge of breaking.
Yet, when he decided to be passive, he did it fervently, believing it was refining his Gold Attribute, thus persisting—even though he was stuck at Nascent Soul Ninth Layer, what’s the worst that could happen?
Persevering brought fortune. After two months of tempering, he vaguely discovered a slight easing of his long-stalled cultivation bottleneck.
To avoid the illusion, he specially sought out the sect’s Patron to deduce the situation—which was the master who assisted the Peak Master of Tianyao Peak in deducing for An Yuhong. The previous ti Tang Shixun could accompany An Yuhong was thanks to this master’s intervention.
This master, after deducing, inford him: Your physique indeed has undergone so changes, but these changes aren’t quite sufficient for you to breach the Golden Core. There is rely the potential for further advancent.
However, to be prudent, your best choice now is to continue the Lightning Tempering Body—a process that might take five to ten years—then consider elevating your cultivation to impact the Golden Core.
Of course, the Patron didn’t insist on being perfectly accurate, instead advising him to find Feng Jun—after all, being at Nascent Soul Ninth Layer for over eighty years, he truly couldn’t afford further delays.
Unfortunately, Feng Jun was sowhat elusive. He stayed in Thunder Plain for nearly three months, then disappeared, briefly appearing at a Fang Market, only to vanish again, lastly surfacing at the Bewildering Soul Forest.
Only when Feng Jun returned to White Pebble Beach did Tang Shixun confirm with Kong Ziyi that Feng Jun would be staying there for a while.
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