Qian Zhong and Xuanyuan Buqi truly did not take the two Yin Souls seriously. What worried them was only whether they could control their strength.
After confirming this, Feng Jun spoke in a deep voice. "I have an art that can restrict cultivation to the Soul Emergence Peak. Would that work?"
"It's useless." Qian Zhong shook her head faintly. "We can all suppress our cultivation. The problem is that at critical moments, we'll instinctively erupt."
Xuanyuan Buqi's lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.
"I'm not talking about self-suppression." Feng Jun shook his head and spoke seriously. "I mean twisting the Meridians and suppressing them with golden needles... It guarantees they absolutely cannot undo it on their own."
"I knew it," Xuanyuan Buqi said with a clap of his hands, smiling. "I always felt there had to be some method for this. I remember your technique—it was an ancient method for controlling demon plants... You had to preserve their vitality while preventing them from breaking free."
"Utter nonsense!" The Yin Soul Big Shot grew angry and shouted in Feng Jun's mind. "It was clearly a method demon plants used to control foreign races. Would demon plants fear twisted Meridians? At worst, they could just break them. Was it difficult for a plant to grow another one?"
It had just taught Feng Jun this method. Very few people understood such techniques, but it was ultimately just a harmless little trick.
But now it was angry, so it declared, "Charge them. This method costs two Extreme Spirits, and you're not allowed to pass it on to their clan disciples."
"Are you joking?" Feng Jun was somewhat speechless. Could the Big Shot really be a tree demon? "Never mind whether this method should be charged for in the first place. If