249: First visit to the spirit world

Deep within the Chaotic Star Sea, a submarine altar that had been dormant for ten thousand years was now enveloped by a faint golden light.

Around the altar, dark Devilish Qi condensed into a viscous liquid, constantly impacting the light barrier, yet dissolving into nothingness the moment it made contact.

At the center of the altar, Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back. Before him, Yao'er, Purple Spirit, and Yan Li were curiously examining this strange structure.

Purple Spirit wore a light purple palace dress, her figure graceful, her temperament elegant with a hint of ghostly coolness; Yan Li, on the other hand, was in a black dress, outlining her fiery and alluring curves, her beautiful face carrying a touch of languor; and Yao'er still maintained her lively and spirited appearance, wearing a goose-yellow short shirt that revealed a section of her fair, slender waist, her pair of bright, large eyes blinking, full of curiosity.

Just at this moment, Lin Feng's figure paused slightly, his eyes closing for an instant.

Within his Inner Universe, the Clone of flora and fauna, whose mind was connected to his, surged with a powerful aura. His magic power, like a rushing river, broke through the final barrier, steadily entering the Middle Stage of the Soul Transformation Realm.

It's done.

He murmured in his heart, a more vast and majestic sense of power filling the depths of his Divine Soul.

“Green Brother, what’s wrong?” Purple Spirit was the first to notice the subtle change in his aura. She leaned closer, looking up with her small face and asking with concern.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, a flash of divine light passing through them. He smiled and rubbed Purple Spirit's small head, saying gently, “Nothing, just a small gain.”

He turned to look at Yao'er and Yan Li, flicked his finger, and two golden runes separately entered the centers of their brows.

“This altar seems to be connected to a source of Devilish Qi, and I have also opened a rift here leading to the Land of Yin and Nether. In the future, you two can use these talismans to come here to Cultivate at any time. Whether it’s Demonic Technique or the Dao of ghosts, you will achieve twice the results with half the effort.”

Upon hearing this, Yao'er and Yan Li's beautiful eyes immediately lit up with surprise. They bowed gracefully to Lin Feng in unison: “Thank you, Young Master.”

Watching their joyful expressions, Lin Feng’s heart finally settled completely. The Dao paths for his beloved women in the Human Realm were all laid out; the rest would depend on their individual fortunes.

It was also time to leave... Three days later, in the Inner Universe.

On a mountain peak shrouded in immortal mist, Ice Phoenix, in a snow-white dress, stood quietly behind Lin Feng.

Having made a Breakthrough to the Soul Transformation Stage, all the coldness on her body had receded, and the arrogance stemming from the depths of her Bloodline had transformed into an internalized coolness. Only her ice-blue Phoenix eyes, when looking at Lin Feng’s back, unconsciously revealed deep reverence and a trace of dependence that even she herself had not noticed.

During these past days, the glimpse of what this man had revealed had completely overturned her understanding, shattering her pride as a true spirit descendant into countless pieces.

Acknowledging him as her master was perhaps the most correct decision she had ever made.

Lin Feng slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Ice Phoenix's flawless, beautiful face.

“Feng'er, are you ready?” His voice was gentle and calm.

Ice Phoenix’s delicate body trembled slightly, as if scalded by the intimate address. Two captivating blushes quickly bloomed on her fair cheeks. She instinctively lowered her head, not daring to meet Lin Feng’s gaze, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s hum: “I am ready, Master.”

She had never imagined that one day she would say such a shy thing to a man.

Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle at her bashful appearance.

He reached out and gently lifted her smooth chin, looking into her dodging ice-blue eyes, and smiled, “Raise your head. When we reach the Spirit Realm, you will no longer be a Yao King of the Human Realm, but my maid. There’s no need to be so reserved.”

With that, he said no more, and with a thought, he moved.

“Then, let’s go.”

【Cross-Realm Anchor Teleportation!】

“Buzz!”

A silent hum reverberated through the heavens and earth. Centered on Lin Feng, countless complex and profound golden runes appeared out of thin air. They intertwined and swirled, instantly forming an enormous teleportation array. Space twisted violently like water, and brilliant light completely engulfed the figures of Lin Feng and Ice Phoenix.

In the next instant, the light dissipated, and the mountain peak was empty...

Spirit Realm, somewhere in an unknown mountain range.

Space blurred for a moment, and the figures of Lin Feng and Ice Phoenix appeared out of thin air, steadily landing on the peak of a tall mountain.

“Where is this?”

As soon as she appeared, Ice Phoenix was stunned by everything before her.

Pure!

Incredibly pure Spiritual Qi, so dense it was almost liquid. Each breath felt like inhaling liquefied spiritual essence, causing the magic power within her body to joyfully circulate on its own.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, looked up at the sky, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Above the sky, four suns of varying sizes hung, emitting lights of different colors, dyeing the entire land with a strange hue.

“It seems this is the Spirit Realm,” Lin Feng withdrew his gaze, feeling the distinctly different Law auras of this world, confirming it in his heart.

“Feng'er, we are new here and unfamiliar with the place. I plan to find a nearby area where low-level Cultivators gather to first understand the situation of this Realm. Do you want to come along?” Lin Feng turned to look at Ice Phoenix, who was still excited.

Upon hearing this, a hint of longing appeared on Ice Phoenix’s joyful face. Feeling the familiar call from her Bloodline, she replied with some eagerness, “Master, I want to go see the Yao Race of this Realm!”

Lin Feng’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. The Spirit Realm was vast and boundless; the territories of the Human Race and the Yao Race were separated by more than billions of miles. For a Cultivator who had just entered the Early Stage of Soul Transformation to attempt to cross it alone was nothing short of a pipe dream.

“I suggest you first understand the situation before making plans,” he said flatly.

“Master, don’t worry. I’ll be careful. With my Divine Ability, nothing will happen,” Ice Phoenix, however, seemed full of confidence. After breaking through to Soul Transformation, the power of her innate Divine Ability had doubled, and she was confident that as long as she acted carefully, self-preservation would be no problem.

Seeing her like this, Lin Feng bothered no longer to persuade her. Sometimes, without suffering a setback, one would not learn a lesson.

He casually took out a Storage Pouch and handed it over: “Very well, take these things for self-defense.”

Inside the Storage Pouch were some Medicinal Pills for healing, a few powerful ancient treasures, and several Puppets at the Late Nascent Soul Stage. At the same time, he had already left a spatial anchor point in Ice Phoenix’s Divine Soul, enough to sense her life and death status, so if she truly encountered an irresistible danger, he could arrive in an instant.

Ice Phoenix took the Storage Pouch, respectfully bowed to Lin Feng, and then transformed into an ice-blue long rainbow, excitedly soaring into the sky in a certain direction.

Lin Feng watched her depart, shook his head, and no longer paid attention.

His vast Divine Sense spread out like a tide in all directions, instantly covering an area of tens of thousands of miles. Soon, on an official road in a valley, he discovered a team slowly moving forward.

It was a caravan of about two to three hundred people, most of whom were Mortals. Only about ten guards had Qi Refinement Stage cultivation, and the highest cultivated among them, a middle-aged man and a young girl leading the group, were merely at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage.

“A caravan, huh… That’s a good entry point.”

Lin Feng had a plan in mind. He suppressed his cultivation to the Middle Foundation Establishment Stage, and with a flicker of his figure, he transformed into a green Escape Light (escape light), flying unhurriedly towards the caravan's direction, deliberately leaking a trace of magic power fluctuation.

On the official road, at the very front of the caravan.

A middle-aged man in brocade robes with a refined face was conversing in a low voice with a young girl of about sixteen or seventeen, dressed in a light green silk dress, beside him.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man’s expression changed. He sharply looked up ahead and shouted, “Halt! This is the Tiandong Trading Company!”

The dozen or so guards behind him instantly drew their weapons from their waists, nervously forming a formation to protect the convoy.

A green escape light slowly stopped a hundred zhang in front of the caravan, revealing Lin Feng’s figure. He wore a green robe, his face was delicate and pretty, and his expression was gentle, making him appear harmless.

He cupped his fist from a distance towards the middle-aged man and said loudly, “I am Qing Lian, a Loose Cultivator. Passing through this place, I wish to inquire about some matters from your trading company. May I ask for your convenience?”