Bind to the system, maid cultivation?

Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the elegant figure not far away. His heart stirred, and he silently recited "System."

A faint blue virtual panel, visible only to him, instantly unfolded before his eyes.

The panel's design was extremely minimalist. In the center was a full-body projection of Qiong Xiao, with a clear list of data beside it.

[Observe Target: Qiong Xiao]
[Cultivation Level: Early Golden Immortal (Severely Injured)]
[Origin/Foundation: High-grade Immortal Root]
[Status: Immortal Essence Depleted, Dao Foundation Damaged, Soul Weakened]
[Possessed Spiritual Power: Thirty-six Transformations of the Heavenly Dipper Formation (Incomplete)]

At the very bottom of the panel, there was a line of system evaluation shimmering with golden light.

[Overall Evaluation: Top-tier Maid Embryo. Appearance, Origin/Foundation, and Potential are all top-tier. Recommend Host subdue immediately. You will instantly gain all her array comprehension and unlock the Novice Gift Pack.]

A top-tier maid embryo?

Lin Feng couldn't help but curve his lips upwards.

This System really understands me.

However, what made his heart burn was the latter half of the sentence: "gain all her array comprehension."

The Thirty-six Transformations of the Heavenly Dipper Formation!

This was one of the top-tier Spiritual Powers rumored to have been imparted by Dao Ancestor Hongjun in Purple Heaven Palace. It was on par with the Seventy-two Transformations of the Earthly Fiend and was a true protective Dao technique.

Even though it was only an incomplete version, its value in the current Primordial World was still immeasurable.

He currently possessed the body of a Chaos Demon God, but without any Mana, and without understanding any cultivation techniques or Spiritual Powers, he was like a mortal guarding a mountain of gold but not knowing how to mine it.

This array comprehension was like charcoal in the snow—no, it was like a blazing volcano delivered in the snow!

As long as he subdued Qiong Xiao, he could immediately master this top-tier formation technique and possess the power to protect himself.

Lin Feng's breathing quickened, and his gaze towards Qiong Xiao was like a hungry wolf spotting a lamb, filled with predatory intent.

Qiong Xiao was vigilantly focused on the outside of the cave when she suddenly felt a gaze upon her back. The gaze was filled with a tangible possessiveness, causing her body to stiffen and goosebumps to rise.

She turned her head with difficulty, meeting Lin Feng's startlingly bright eyes. Her heart sank.

Pursuers in front, a vicious wolf behind?

Is today truly the day I perish here?

Just as despair began to engulf Qiong Xiao, several arrogant laughs echoed from outside the cave.

"Hahaha, senior brother, that woman really is hiding in here!"

"The restriction is already set. She won't be able to fly even with wings!"

Accompanied by vulgar curses, several figures blocked the cave entrance, sealing off the only escape route.

Leading them was the sharp-mouthed, monkey-faced Daoist. His small eyes leered around the cave, and when he saw the dying Qiong Xiao, a smug, sinister grin spread across his face.

"Fairy Qiongxiao, why aren't you running anymore?"

He strode into the cave, followed by his junior brothers, their faces bearing the same greed and ill intentions.

"I advise you to obediently hand over that Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, and then serve us junior brothers comfortably. Perhaps we might spare your life."

Another Daoist with a brutish face chuckled, his gaze shamelessly roaming over Qiong Xiao's graceful curves.

They were certain that Qiong Xiao had reached her limit.

This area had already been sealed off by the "Four Directions Spirit Locking Array" passed down from their sect. Let alone a severely injured Golden Immortal, even someone at their peak would not be able to escape silently.

In their eyes, Qiong Xiao in the cave was already fish on a chopping board, ripe for slaughter.

Qiong Xiao's face was as pale as paper. Her palm tightly gripped a golden, scissor-shaped Magic Treasure—her Companion Spirit Treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. Unfortunately, with her Immortal Essence depleted, she couldn't activate it in the slightest.

She looked at the approaching rogue cultivators, her eyes filled with icy hatred and resolve.

Even if she had to self-detonate her Primordial Spirit, she would never let these scoundrels succeed.

However, her body was completely devoid of Immortal Essence; she couldn't even gather enough power to detonate her Primordial Spirit.

A deep sense of powerlessness and despair completely engulfed her.

Seeing her silence, the rogue cultivators mistook it for resignation, and their smiles grew more unbridled.

"Senior brother, why waste words with her? Just take her down!"

"Let us have our fun first, then we'll seize her Magic Treasures!"

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-faced Daoist licked his dry lips, rubbed his hands, and was the first to pounce towards Qiong Xiao.

Deep within the cave, Lin Feng took in everything.

He ignored the clowns making a scene, his gaze fixed on the System panel.

"Gain top-tier formation Spiritual Power..."

He murmured to himself, the fire in his heart burning hotter.

He knew better than anyone what a lack of power meant in this perilous Primordial World.

It meant being like an ant, meaning he could be crushed to death at any moment by the stray energies from a fight between Great Powers, meaning he couldn't even control his own destiny.

And now, an opportunity to ascend to the heavens in a single step lay before him.

By taking in Qiong Xiao, he could transform from a "mortal" who couldn't even lift a chicken into a cultivator who commanded top-tier formations.

This wasn't just about saving a beautiful woman; this was his only chance to establish himself, defy fate, and rise to power!

As for those rogue cultivators at Early Golden Immortal stage outside the cave?

In Lin Feng's eyes, they were nothing more than a few white mice to test his new abilities.

With this thought, Lin Feng no longer hesitated.

He slowly stood up. Within his seemingly ordinary body, the dormant Chaos Demon God bloodline seemed to sense its master's will, emitting a faint, almost imperceptible hum.

He adjusted the simple robe on his body, made of some unknown material, and brushed off nonexistent dust. His movements were unhurried and composed, as if he were about to attend an elegant banquet rather than a life-or-death battle.

Since he was going to make an appearance, it had to be with an absolutely dominant and shocking presence.

He wanted this future Maidservant to understand from the very beginning who her Master was.

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-faced Daoist had already lunged at Qiong Xiao, his massive palm carrying a foul wind, reaching for her fair neck.

Qiong Xiao closed her eyes in despair.

Just then, a voice, tinged with a hint of playfulness yet imbued with undeniable authority, echoed leisurely from the deepest part of the cave.

"Who allowed you to touch my person?"