By nightfall, the four female cultivators sat together chatting, while Feng Jun meditated in the Blessing Courtyard.
After completing one circulation, he had wanted to continue cultivating when the Yin Soul popped into his mind again. "How much longer are you going to stay here? Don't you want the Myriad Transformations Gourd?"
Feng Jun had to admire the Big Shot's persistence. "I already told you, I don't want the Myriad Transformations Gourd. You can see for yourself that I can earn Spirit Stones here. In a couple of days, perhaps more people from the Red Phoenix Sect will come."
"You call this earning Spirit Stones?" The Yin Soul clearly looked down on his rate of making money. "Those two minor Emergence from Dust cultivators from Red Phoenix said they wanted you to marry into the Supreme Clarity Sect. Can you bear that humiliation?"
Why does this sound so bizarre? Feng Jun did not even know how to respond. "She and I can be friends, but partners? Impossible."
He was not merely being stubborn. He carried the secret of a whole plane, and once he became Dao companions with someone, that secret would not be easy to conceal. Behind Kong Ziyi, meanwhile, stood the enormous Supreme Clarity Sect.
Although he believed he would eventually attain the Golden Core, above the Supreme Clarity Sect stood even greater lineages. Nascent Soul, Soul Emergence, and even Soul Division Stage mighty experts were all possible. Even for the sake of self-preservation, he would not provoke Kong Ziyi.
The Yin Soul was dissatisfied. "Is it enough just because it's impossible? They're looking down on you. As a real man, can you endure such humiliation? You must reveal your foundations and intimidate them!"
It did not believe Feng Jun had no one backing him—someone who could travel