After Feng Jun left the Endless Sea, the construction of Netherworld Island continued. The Transmission Arrays for Linhai Square Market and Netherworld Island were almost complete. All that remained was mutual positioning to make the final adjustnts and arrangents.
Once the Transmission Arrays were finished, manpower and resources could be allocated more efficiently, and the construction of Netherworld Island would progress faster.
Both Tianxin Platform and Pine Cypress Peak had Transmission Array positioning, but the positioning within the Endless Sea was subject to unknown interference. The deeper one ventured into the Endless Sea, the stronger the interference beca. Not to ntion that the Transmission Array was at the edge of the Netherworld Mist.
These two parties weren’t fond of seeking help from others. Initially, they attempted positioning, but unfortunately, after many futile attempts, they realized locking onto the location was impossible.
So Yan Yuxi could only seek out Feng Jun—there were still many Yan Family mbers and Heavenly Heart disciples on Netherworld Island. If the Transmission Array couldn’t be set up properly, it would severely affect work efficiency, or rather, it was just draining their manpower.
However, upon her arrival, Yan Yuxi learned that Feng Jun had been in seclusion for twenty days. After waiting fruitlessly for so ti, she couldn’t wait any longer. She had been persistently entangling Master Xiaong, hoping she could have Qu Jianlei ask Feng Jun.
After all, during seclusion... everyone knows that unless it’s a closed-death seclusion, Cultivators occasionally co out for so air.
Master Xiaong simply shook her head, indicating she couldn’t help, "Mountain Master Feng has a very bad temper right now. Qu Jianlei owes him a lot, so how could he casually disturb him?"
In fact, Feng Jun was no longer in seclusion. He sought out the Big Boss, hoping to understand how to properly use the Earth Spirit.
He didn’t intend to create a beautiful Alps Mountains with the Earth Spirit. He just hoped, after the Earth Spirit absorbed the Earth Vein, it could give back to Huaxia, while ensuring maximum benefit for himself—the problem being his domain was too small, so proper planning was necessary.
The Big Boss was baffled by his request. It had only ever heard of people complaining that the space overseen by an Earth Spirit was too small, never too large. "A hundred-mile radius territory, and you want to use an Earth Spirit... I’m really curious, which one of us is the true tycoon here?"
"I don’t want the sect to know, nor do I want others to find out," Feng Jun’s lies rolled off his tongue easily, "Start managing a small place, people always need a little selfishness... wouldn’t you agree?"
No matter how, in the end, the Big Boss accepted his explanation, proving his persuasive ability was quite decent.
The final difficulty lay in forcibly setting restrictions. The Big Boss taught Feng Jun an extrely complicated thod, requiring him to execute 361 spells, and add a drop of the Essential Blood of the Heart to be effective, with no pauses or delays allowed during the process.
Feng Jun couldn’t help but complain, "Senior, did you really co up with this yourself?"
The Big Boss was a bit surprised, "I did tell you earlier, but you saying that... do you think I designed it too complexly?"
"It’s not exactly complex," Feng Jun spoke truthfully, "but executing 361 spells feels sowhat scattered. If it’s a mature technique, wouldn’t it be at least 360 or 720?"
This comnt truly struck a nerve with the Big Boss. Initially, it was designed to have 108 spells. However, due to too many flaws, it kept supplenting and adjusting, eventually patching it up to 630 spells.
The results were satisfying, but the number of spells was truly excessive; it seed sowhat ridiculous when others saw it.
So, it began to streamline relentlessly, and after putting all its brainpower into it, reduced it to 361, unable to cut it down any further—it honestly considered cutting just one more to reach 360, which sounded more impressive.
Yet, doing so proved impossible despite the effort; it remained unchangeable.
For this reason, it initially didn’t want to teach Feng Jun. However, desiring to prove it wasn’t trivial, it changed its mind.
Now, sothing it didn’t want to ntion was inadvertently revealed by the other party, who unintentionally touched on its sore spot.
Therefore, it straightforwardly declared, "These 361 spells, you must practice them seriously until I am satisfied."
Feng Jun practiced diligently for eleven full days before the Big Boss nodded, "Alright, co over tomorrow. I’ll help you lay the restrictions on the Earth Spirit."
Feng Jun was sowhat surprised, "Does it still require your help, Senior?"
"How rare indeed," the Big Boss retorted with mild irritation. "Without my help, do you think you could convince it to accept your servitude?"
Why do I feel like you’re deliberately tornting ? Feng Jun montarily suspected, but he nodded quietly, "That’s true."
Compared to the exhausting eleven days of practice, the day for laying the restrictions was actually quite relaxed. The Big Boss guided Feng Jun in setting up a simple Spirit Binding Array, then had him summon Mi Yunsan and Gu Jiahui—both of pure Wood Attribute constitution, as Wood conquers Earth.
So other materials were also arranged in an orderly fashion, and finally, it summoned Xiao Bai for intimidation.
The orchestration by the Big Boss was sothing only Feng Jun could sense. The two girls were completely unaware of what transpired.
"Now!" The Big Boss did sothing unknown, and the restriction on the Soul Stone was instantly released.
The sealed Earth Spirit reacted swiftly. Once realizing the seal was gone, it imdiately attempted to flee—even though it found its current dwelling of the Soul Stone quite nice, escaping captivity was still the best option.
However, in the next instant, it felt a terrifying presence watch it from the void.
As a naturally born spirit of the Five Elents, it has a very keen intuition, knowing that once it leaves the Soul Stone, it might not survive.
At this mont, Feng Jun had already begun to perform a spell, working together with the rudintary Spirit Binding Array, instantly imposing a heavy pressure on the Earth Spirit inside the Soul Stone.
The Earth Spirit hadn’t decided yet whether it should take a chance and escape from this Soul Stone, because it believed that if it tried to escape, it would surely die. On the other hand, if it didn’t escape—this bit of power was really nothing.
Then suddenly, the power increased rapidly, but it was still difficult for it to decide whether to escape or not.
Feng Jun perford the spell quite smoothly; even though there were three hundred and sixty-one incantations, even at a rate of one incantation per second, it would take him six minutes, which was obviously not a short ti.
At first, he didn’t feel anything, but the more spells he perford, the more bewildered the two won standing nearby beca, and suddenly, Feng Jun felt a sense of sha rising in his heart: Am I... just acting foolishly?
Although he felt embarrassed, Feng Jun still persevered, completing all three hundred and sixty-one incantations.
The mont he finished, a yellowish little hamster-like creature erged from the Soul Stone.
At this mont, the Earth Spirit was really terrified, the binding force on it grew stronger and stronger until it couldn’t move at all, and then an irresistible force gradually pulled it out from the Soul Stone!
It didn’t want to co out, not at all, because it knew that if it ca out, it would definitely die. It would rather continue being trapped in its cage.
Most Five Elents Spirits are proud; often they would rather die than be enslaved by others.
Generally, when a cultivator tries to subdue a Five Elent Spirit, besides using suppression through a higher realm, forcing the spirit to self-destruct doesn’t work, so they resort to various strange thods. But in general, realm suppression is more reliable, which is why Five Elent Spirits are not only rare but also hard to capture.
This Earth Spirit was forcibly captured by a master of the Ergence Stage, and then it ended up in the hands of the Redwood Spirit, who drove it to do various tasks, and when there was nothing to do, imprisoned it—again, wood can overco earth, the Redwood Spirit didn’t have to appease it.
But precisely because of this, this Earth Spirit didn’t have as much of an ego; if it could survive, it generally wouldn’t actively seek death—even if imprisoned, at least it’s alive, right?
It didn’t want to die, so it struggled desperately, but in the end, it was still pulled out.
But strangely, at the mont it completely separated from the Soul Stone, that sense of impending doom vanished instantly.
Then it saw the man opposite raise his hand, and a drop of essential blood shot towards it—was he going to enslave it again?
It dodged desperately, but it turned out to be useless, as the essential blood hit it in an instant.
The mont the blood hit the Earth Spirit, Feng Jun’s mind trembled, and a mysterious perception surged into his heart—he knew without needing to test that he had successfully placed a restriction.
The next mont, a wave of consciousness echoed in his mind, "Don’t kill , I can work... I don’t eat much!"
This consciousness felt lazy, yet also very scared, a very contradictory feeling anyway.
But Feng Jun wasn’t surprised, he was more delighted: Just like that, I got myself a Golden Core pet?
So he comforted the other party, "I don’t like bloodshed, of course, the premise is that you really can work."
"I definitely can work," said the yellow little hamster, actually nodding, then looking around cautiously, it asked, "Where did that powerful entity go?"
Feng Jun let out a cold snort, sending over so thoughts, "If you want to live, stop asking east and west, is that sothing you should be asking?"
As a servant, you should have the awareness of a servant; he planned to set so rules for it.
The little hamster was obviously quite aware of the situation, "Okay, then I won’t ask."
Seeing that it was sensible, Feng Jun said no more, but sent out a thought, "Alright, return to the Soul Stone."
The little hamster obediently shrank back into the Soul Stone, and Feng Jun used his Divine Sense to ask the Big Boss, "This guy seems easy to talk to... Is it over then?"
"It’s rare to et one that’s not stubborn," said the Big Boss, sowhat surprised too, "Looks like you’re in luck, the trouble will be much less."
"Thanks to the senior," Feng Jun was happy, and naturally spoke politely, "Can I perhaps give it a little less of my essential blood?"
"It seems so," the Big Boss admitted his misjudgnt, "In such a case, you can try to suppress it a bit."
"By the way," Feng Jun rembered a question, "These three hundred and sixty-one spells seem a bit foolish; can they be simplified?"
The Big Boss, upon hearing the word "foolish," couldn’t help but be a little annoyed, "Can’t you avoid poking at my sore spots? Get lost!"
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