Lu Feng immediately understood Tang Yuan's intent and frowned as he stopped him. "Saving Young Miss Qiao isn't something that can be solved with a single beast core. If you truly insist on absorbing and refining this beast core here, adding another kind of Beast Power to your body and limiting your future cultivation, it may instead hold you back and cost you the chance to save her!"
Tang Yuan said bitterly, "Old Lu, I understand all the consequences. For Xue Er, even if I become a monster again in the future, I would not hesitate. Put yourself in my place—if Miss Jiang had become someone else's Soul Spirit..."
Lu Feng gravely cut him off. "What Yun'er will have to face in the future may be even more severe than becoming someone else's Soul Spirit."
"What do you mean?" Tang Yuan was stunned. He had never seen that fleeting look of solemn suppression on Lu Feng's face before, and he vaguely realized the gravity of the situation.
"Nothing." Lu Feng sighed and did not elaborate further. "The Soul Control Clan has quite a few grudges with me and Old Ye as well. Sooner or later, there will likely be a reckoning. Therefore, when it comes to saving Young Miss Qiao, you must discuss it with us. If you act rashly on your own and alert the Soul Control Clan, it would be no different from harming us!"
"You? What grudges?" Tang Yuan frowned. He naturally did not quite believe him, secretly thinking that Lu Feng was only saying this to persuade him not to act so recklessly.
Lu Feng lowered his voice. "Old Ye mentioned that a certain Medicine Cauldron he is searching for may be in the Soul Control Clan. As for me, I need a medicinal catalyst from