When Feng Jun arrived at the Bamboo Forest, the place was silent.
The coldest days of winter were not necessarily cold. Yang City had enjoyed bright sunshine over the past few days, and the temperature had not been low. Today was overcast, though, with a faint chill in the air.
However, the climate in the Bamboo Forest was practically like a different world from outside.
When Feng Jun stepped onto the concrete ground, some people were cultivating while others were reading. These days, everyone even ate lunch here. Unless they had something to take care of, they would not leave lightly.
Even Good Scenery was the same. After going to work early in the morning, she had slipped over at noon despite having a meeting at work that afternoon.
Feng Jun was the only one who rarely appeared in the Bamboo Forest.
Flower Lord was still lying not far from the Spirit Stone, cultivating while searching around for prey.
Feng Jun watched it with great interest, continuously rehearsing in his mind how he should proceed in a moment to ensure success in one go.
As he pondered the matter, he subconsciously circulated the method of the Blood Essence Control Technique, while his hands made empty gestures.
He had already completely mastered and thoroughly understood this technique, but the actual operation... would ultimately be his first time.
Soul-imprint transmission had many advantages, but it could not make him an experienced hand. The necessary adjustment period was unavoidable.
Flower Lord's instincts were sharp. It seemed to notice something, raising its head and glancing in Feng Jun's direction.
Seeing this, Feng Jun simply withdrew from the concrete ground and stood at the edge of the valley, continuing to gesture at it.
The aura around him was also circulating in an eerie manner.
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