255: Feng Wu's Resentment

Lin Feng looked at the clear yet slightly dazed eyes of the beauty in his arms, feeling the vigorous power of her newly formed Nascent Soul within her body, and chuckled softly.

"Within that spiritual liquid, there was a wisp of my comprehension of the Nascent Soul Law, which serves as a small compensation for forcefully helping you break through."

His fingertips lightly traced her smooth back, causing a subtle shiver.

"As for why it had to be that way... it's because this kind of comprehension of Law is profound and abstruse; ordinary Initiation (initiation) methods would result in great loss. Only through the most fundamental Yin and Yang fusion can it be perfectly transferred into your Divine Soul Origin without any loss, allowing you to absorb it completely."

Song Yu nodded, half-understanding, her cheeks flushing even more.

Although she didn't fully grasp the profound principles, she could clearly feel that her Sea of Consciousness indeed contained a mysterious and incomparable piece of information. Many previously obscure and difficult cultivation hurdles now felt suddenly clear.

It turned out that Elder was doing it for her own good.

Thinking of this, the last trace of shyness in her heart transformed into deep gratitude and sweetness.

"Thank you, Elder, for your benevolence," she said softly, her voice filled with infinite attachment.

"Alright, you should Cultivate here and thoroughly consolidate your Realm," Lin Feng patted her soft bottom, signaling her to get up, "I still have things to do, so I won't disturb you."

With that, he rolled out of bed and began to get dressed on his own.

Song Yu obediently responded, watching Lin Feng put on his clothes until his figure disappeared behind the stone door. Only then did she withdraw her gaze, sit cross-legged, and slowly close her eyes, a happy smile always gracing her lips.

Lin Feng walked out of the quiet room, breathing the cool air at the top of White Phoenix Peak, feeling refreshed.

He casually took out a Talisman for transmitting messages, briefly gave some instructions, then flicked his finger. The Talisman transformed into a streak of fire and flew directly towards the Sect's main peak.

Presumably, those two old fellows, Cheng Tiankun and Lv Luo, would be overjoyed upon receiving the news of Song Yu's successful formation of a Nascent Soul.

After finishing all this, he looked up towards the southeast, where clouds and mist swirled, vaguely revealing a beautiful peak. A faint warmth emanated from its summit, which was Mo Fengwu's current Dao field—Nuan Yang Peak.

"Nuan Yang Peak..." Lin Feng murmured to himself, a warmth rising in his heart.

This girl still remembered the time in Jia Yuan City when he gave her the nuan yang treasure jade.

With a thought, his figure vanished from where he stood.

The next moment, he appeared silently within an elegant quiet room.

The quiet room was permeated with a unique scent of faint ink mixed with spiritual power.

A woman dressed in a luxurious black-and-gold patterned palace gown sat gracefully behind a jade table. Her figure was tall and curvaceous, her dark hair neatly coiled with a simple Phoenix hairpin, revealing her fair, slender neck. Her countenance was cold and beautiful, and her demeanor noble.

It was Mo Fengwu.

She was currently concentrating on a pale golden Talisman paper on the table, spiritual light flowing from her fair, slender fingertips as she held a purple-bristled Talisman brush, meticulously outlining the last few profound runes on the paper.

Her movements were fluid and unhindered, clearly indicating her profound mastery in the Dao of Talisman.

Lin Feng did not speak to disturb her, but simply stood behind her with his hands clasped behind his back, watching quietly.

So many years had passed; the once somewhat unruly and willful young girl had now grown into an unparalleled Mid-Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, exuding an air of authority with every gesture.

When the final stroke fell, the entire Talisman glowed with golden light, and a sharp Sword Intent flashed past.

It was done.

Mo Fengwu let out a long breath, a satisfied smile appearing on her face, and carefully put away this powerful [Golden Geng Sword Talisman].

Just then, a gentle voice, tinged with a smile, slowly sounded behind her.

"Phoenix Dance, you've grown up."

This sudden voice caused Mo Fengwu's delicate body to stiffen abruptly. She almost instinctively moved to activate her protective Magic Treasure.

But when she recognized the owner of the voice, all her vigilance instantly transformed into boundless surprise.

She whirled around, and upon seeing the handsome face she had longed for day and night, her cold and beautiful eyes instantly lit up.

"Lin Feng!"

She cried out in surprise, directly pouncing from behind the jade table, like a young swallow returning to its nest, tightly embracing Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled as he wrapped his arms around her soft waist, feeling the familiar fragrance emanating from her embrace, his heart also feeling a warmth.

But this tenderness did not last long. Mo Fengwu broke free from his embrace, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, and a hint of resentment appeared on her pretty face, which had originally been full of joy.

She extended her jade finger and lightly poked Lin Feng's chest, her red lips slightly pouting.

"Hmph, you still remember to come back? I thought you had so many other younger sisters that you had long forgotten about an old acquaintance like me."