260: Mrs. Wen

The enchanting spring light in the hot spring pool gradually subsided only when the sun was high in the sky.

Lin Feng walked out of the Yin Nether Land feeling refreshed, every pore in his body exuding comfort. "Crystal Love" indeed had a unique flavor that left him wanting more, almost making him forget his main task.

He stood in the Void Realm, tidied his slightly disheveled robes, and the invisible schedule in his mind reappeared.

"Yao'er and Yan Li have been attended to; next... it's time to visit Falling Cloud Sect."

He mused that Nangong Wan and Mo Fengwu, the master and Disciple, hadn't been seen for a long time, and he wondered how much their cultivation had progressed.

Having made up his mind, Lin Feng no longer delayed. With a single step, his figure crossed the endless sea, moving towards the direction of the Southern Sky.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the continuous, cloud-shrouded mountain gate of Falling Cloud Sect appeared before his eyes.

He didn't alert anyone, merely concealed his figure and walked into the Sect as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard. His Divine Sense spread out like mercury, instantly covering the entire Sect.

However, to his surprise, both Nangong Wan's Yueyao Peak and Mo Fengwu's Warm Sun Peak were empty, with only a faint lingering fragrance.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, found a low-level Disciple who was sweeping, and with a simple illusion, he quickly learned the reason.

"Reporting, Junior Martial Uncle, Junior Martial Uncle Nangong and Junior Martial Uncle Mo have gone out together for training, saying they want to seek an Opportunity and catch up to Senior's footsteps as soon as possible," the Disciple replied with a look of reverence.

Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little exasperated after hearing this.

He shook his head, feeling somewhat helpless. Was he really that terrifying?

"Never mind, it's good to let them venture out."

Just as he was about to turn and leave to find another target, a figure he had forgotten deep in the corners of his memory suddenly appeared without warning.

It was a voluptuous female cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, still possessing her charm, with a hint of cold and arrogant Sword Intent in her eyes.

"That's right... I think I also captured Madam Wen?"

Lin Feng remembered. Back in the Void Heaven Palace, he had casually captured Madam Wen, the Dao Companion of Six Paths Paragon, and directly threw her into his Inner Universe. Afterwards, he got busy with various matters and completely forgot about her.

"I wonder how she's been doing in there all these years."

With a thought, he found an uninhabited valley, and with a flicker of his figure, he disappeared from the spot, his consciousness sinking into the vast and boundless Inner Universe.

In the Inner Universe, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it couldn't dissipate. The mountains were magnificent, the vegetation lush, and it was a hundred times stronger than any blessed land outside.

Lin Feng's Divine Sense swept across the land and soon found Madam Wen's traces deep within a majestic and perilous mountain range.

Beside a waterfall that plunged straight down, on a bluestone by the pool, a woman dressed in a plain white palace gown sat cross-legged. Her eyes were closed, her black hair tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, and her face was beautiful, yet bore the mature charm of years. Although her attire was simple, it couldn't conceal her proud, voluptuous curves. Her figure, wrapped in the long dress, was curvaceous and alluring, possessing a unique charm.

Around her, an extremely condensed Sword Intent flickered, merging with the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, seemingly capable of tearing through the Void Realm at any moment.

Lin Feng could tell at a glance that her Sword Dao Realm had progressed more than just a step compared to when he captured her, and she was only a step away from the Late Nascent Soul Stage.

"It seems she hasn't been idle all these years."

Lin Feng's figure appeared silently before the bluestone, like a ghost.

"Madam Wen, have you been well in this world all these years?" He spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached Madam Wen's ears.

Madam Wen's body trembled slightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw who had come, her originally calm eyes instantly filled with extremely complex emotions. Shock, apprehension, confusion, all eventually transformed into a profound serenity.

It was this man.

Back in the Void Heaven Palace, her proud sword techniques were like child's play in front of him; she was captured in a single encounter.

Such strength was far beyond even her Dao Companion, Six Paths Paragon. All these years, trapped in this world, the more she cultivated, the more she could feel the boundless Dao charm within this world, and the more she understood that this man's Realm had probably long surpassed her imagination.

She slowly rose, her plain white skirt fluttering slightly in the wind, and bowed to Lin Feng, her voice clear and steady.

"Greetings, Dao Brother."

Lin Feng was a little surprised.

"This reaction... is much more docile than the Ice Phoenix."

He remembered when he first brought the Ice Phoenix in, she had been quite a handful, fighting and making a fuss for a good while before settling down.

"Does Madam Wen have anything to say to this Venerable One?" Lin Feng looked at her with interest, curious to see what choice this proud Sword Cultivator would make.

Madam Wen raised her head, looking directly at Lin Feng, her clear and cold face showing no emotion. She was silent for a moment, then suddenly made a move that Lin Feng had not expected.

She took a step forward, bowed gracefully, and bent deeply at the waist.

"Dao Brother, I am willing to submit."

As she bowed, the already full scenery of her chest immediately spilled out from her loose collar, a breathtaking expanse of white that made one dizzy.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, thinking he had misheard.

"Madam Wen, are your words true?"

Madam Wen slowly straightened up, her expression still as calm as water: "This concubine has been trapped in this world for many years and has long understood Dao Brother's intentions. This concubine is willing to submit to Dao Brother, seeking nothing else, only a place where this concubine can cultivate her sword techniques in peace. Should Six Paths Paragon come searching in the future, I ask Dao Brother to protect this concubine's safety."

So that's how it is.

Lin Feng smiled. He admired such intelligent women. She and Six Paths Paragon were originally a union of interests, and now that she saw a stronger backer, she naturally knew how to choose.

"Madam Wen can rest assured," Lin Feng said with a smile, "The Righteous Path in the Southern Sky has already submitted to Star Palace, and the Demonic Path can only cower in dark corners, barely surviving. Your former Dao Companion can't even protect himself, let alone come looking for trouble with you. Follow me, and you can cultivate in peace."

A hint of astonishment flashed in Madam Wen's eyes; clearly, the changes in the outside world had exceeded her expectations, but she quickly accepted this fact, and the last trace of apprehension in her heart vanished.

"Since that's the case," Lin Feng's gaze swept over her, with a hint of playfulness, "Madam Wen, then pledge allegiance to me."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wen not only didn't resist, but a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

"Dao Brother, this concubine is willing to be a servant, attending to Dao Brother. However... this concubine dares to ask if Dao Brother could enlighten me on my Sword Dao?"

Lin Feng was somewhat impressed.

Even at this point, what she still cared about was her Dao. It would be a pity if such a woman were to perish because she chose the wrong side.

A meaningful smile played on his lips, and he slowly stepped forward, reaching out to gently lift her chin.

"Madam Wen, there's no hurry for this matter," his voice lowered a few shades, carrying a hint of ambiguous magnetism, "When night falls, this Venerable One will personally 'guide' you well, allowing you to comprehend a more profound 'Sword Dao'."

Madam Wen's delicate body trembled. How could she not understand the implication in his words? That face, which had always been as cold as ice, finally flushed with a captivating blush.

She said no more, only shyly lowered her gaze, then unhesitatingly stepped back, her knees softening, and she knelt before Lin Feng, her posture utterly submissive.

"Your servant, Wen Qing, greets Master."

She no longer procrastinated, directly opened her mind, and allowed Lin Feng to do as he pleased.