Nangong Feng's expression turned serious. "We want the cultivation method your human race uses to cultivate a Spirit Domain. For you, Fellow Daoist, it would be no more than lifting a finger."
Mahayana cultivators who had mastered a Spirit Domain saw their divine abilities soar. Ordinary Mahayana cultivators simply couldn't stand against them.
The Blood Ancestor turned his hand over and produced a Green Jade Slip, then tossed it to Nangong Feng. "I knew you had an ulterior motive. I'll give you this cultivation method, but whether you can master it depends on your own fortune. I'm not making any guarantees."
"As long as there's nothing wrong with the method."
"Heh. Not everyone has the talent to comprehend a Spirit Domain. By the way, Shi Yue has comprehended one. It's only a rudimentary grasp, but he's still no easy opponent. If that boy is allowed to grow, he'll be the next True Lord Tian Xu."
"Don't worry. We know where to draw the line. We won't go looking for trouble with him for now." Nangong Feng spoke calmly. She examined the Green Jade Slip repeatedly with her spiritual sense and, after detecting nothing unusual, finally dared to take it. She immersed her spiritual sense in it.
A little while later, she withdrew her spiritual sense, her face alight with joy, and handed the Ink-Patterned Blood Lingzhi to the Blood Ancestor.
"If the opportunity arises, this old ancestor will contact you. Don't barge in here again without permission, or I won't be so accommodating next time," the Blood Ancestor warned sternly.
Nangong Feng smiled faintly. "You have my word, Fellow Daoist. I won't. Then it's settled. I'll take my leave."
With that, Nangong Feng transformed into a black gale and vanished.
"Shi Yue, Xiaoyaozi, the Heaven Swallowing Rat Dharma Image! Hmph.