Storage Soul Tool, Encountering Yu Xiaogang Again

Ling Feng nodded; his previous hypothesis had been verified by Bibi Dong.

When it came down to it, Bibi Dong's aura merely created a simulated environment, one that was exceptionally well-suited for Ling Feng's cultivation.

Bibi Dong had also participated in verifying this theory, and seeing Ling Feng confirm it, she was genuinely pleased.

Furthermore, Bibi Dong discovered that by cultivating alongside Ling Feng over these past few days, she herself had gained some benefits.

"But why has my cultivation speed also become much faster than before?"

She had originally thought that by agreeing to let Ling Feng cultivate with her, she was simply doing him a favor.

Unexpectedly, she discovered that she had also reaped rewards, and Bibi Dong voiced the doubt in her heart.

"Your cultivation has accelerated too?"

Ling Feng was taken aback, but he immediately realized the reason.

It was because he had successfully forged the Ice and Fire Golden Body, creating a miniature Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well within his own body.

With this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he had become a small treasure land himself, capable of gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

As long as Bibi Dong stayed by Ling Feng's side, the spiritual energy would be more abundant than before, so her cultivation speed would naturally increase.

If Bibi Dong's spirit were a plant-type spirit, it might have been even faster.

For instance, if Yue Guan, who possessed the Wondrous Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum spirit, were to cultivate beside Ling Feng, he would likely experience the same sensation.

Ling Feng did not explain the reason, but instead smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better if we just cultivate together more often in the future?"

Bibi Dong nodded and said, "Alright!"

"However, cultivating with you was a condition I agreed to after losing to you previously."

"Now that I have also gained benefits, let's consider that condition fulfilled. How about you propose another one?"

Ling Feng was about to refuse, but thinking of the task Rakshasa Bibi Dong had entrusted to him, he prepared to take advantage of the young Bibi Dong a little more.

"Fine, but I haven't thought of what condition to propose yet! I'll tell you when I've decided, and you can't refuse when the time comes!"

"Alright, I'll wait for you to think of it and tell me; I won't forget!" Bibi Dong said.

Because the requests Ling Feng had made previously were not overly excessive, Bibi Dong still trusted him, so she did not refuse.

"It's getting late, I'll be going now!" Ling Feng said, taking his leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Bibi Dong called out to Ling Feng, then retrieved a bracelet from her robes.

The bracelet radiated a faint blue fluorescence and was extremely beautiful.

"This is?" Ling Feng already had a guess in his heart.

"This is the storage soul tool you wanted, though I'm afraid it might disappoint you; it cannot hold living things," Bibi Dong said.

"It really is a storage soul tool! Thank you!" Ling Feng said, somewhat excited.

Although it could not store living things, it was more than enough for Ling Feng's needs.

Bibi Dong handed the bracelet to Ling Feng and said, "Why don't you try channeling your soul power into it?"

Ling Feng took the bracelet and channeled his soul power inside, immediately sensing a vast space.

This space was likely several hundred cubic meters, several times larger than the twenty-four cubic meters of Yu Xiaogang's belt.

Ling Feng was very satisfied and put it on his wrist.

"Thank you, Bibi Dong. I really like this soul tool!" Ling Feng said.

With the soul tool, he planned to find an opportunity to visit the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well again to harvest all the immortal herbs and spirit medicines there.

Although this soul tool could not store living things, aside from the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red, there should be no problem storing other spirit medicines and immortal herbs.

"No need to thank me, this was your reward to begin with!" Bibi Dong said.

After leaving Bibi Dong's cultivation room, Ling Feng headed toward the Spirit Academy.

His living quarters had been arranged within the Spirit Academy.

Just as he was about to step into the Spirit Academy, he suddenly felt someone watching him.

Ling Feng looked toward the direction he sensed, only to see a young man with a buzz cut standing in the shadows of a corner, watching him.

"Yu Xiaogang, why is it him?"

Ling Feng's spiritual power was comparable to that of a Spirit King; without any interference, Yu Xiaogang could not hide himself at all.

The rotting skin on Yu Xiaogang's body had already scabbed over, but his appearance still looked somewhat terrifying.

However, Ling Feng ignored him; he was nothing more than a clown.

Even if he were given a Spirit Ginseng or an immortal herb to break through his bottleneck, he would still be unable to stir up any trouble.

Ling Feng paid no mind to Yu Xiaogang, but Yu Xiaogang did not want to let Ling Feng go.

"Stop right there!" Yu Xiaogang's voice, filled with anger, rang out.

"Hmm? Interesting!"

Ling Feng did not know where Yu Xiaogang found the courage to block his path.

"Are you... that person whose martial soul is a purple fat pig? Are you trying to get back at me by stopping me?"

Ling Feng mocked him ruthlessly; he felt like a villain in this moment.

He actually forgot my name? Yu Xiaogang's body stiffened. No one had ever dared to slight him like this before.

Even within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, although he was ostracized, the elders and members of the branch families never dared to treat him with such contempt.

"You... my name is Yu Xiaogang, and furthermore, my martial soul is not a pig!"

Ling Feng chuckled. "Not a pig? Could it be a mutated skunk that knows how to fart?"

"You really are talented at cultivation, to have actually raised a tiny skunk into a fat pig!"

"Since you're so good at raising them, you should just quit being a spirit master and go raise pigs instead; it would be a service to humanity!"

"You..." Yu Xiaogang raised his hand, pointing at Ling Feng with a trembling body, unable to utter a word.

Ling Feng's words were simply too hurtful, specifically targeting his greatest insecurity.

His maliciously mutated martial soul was the thing he cared about most, yet Ling Feng kept using it to mock him.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang dare to point at him, Ling Feng's tone shifted, and he barked, "Move aside! A good dog doesn't block the road, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Yu Xiaogang was startled and lowered his finger.

But remembering that this was Spirit City and that he had now joined Spirit Hall, he figured Ling Feng wouldn't dare to kill him.

"This is Spirit City, and I am a member of Spirit Hall. If you dare to kill me, Spirit Hall will not let you off!"

"I want to ask you, what have you done to Bibi Dong?" Yu Xiaogang demanded.

"?" Ling Feng was stunned, a giant question mark appearing in his mind.

"What I've done to Bibi Dong is none of your business."

"Besides, Bibi Dong has been with me for the past few days; she shouldn't even know who you are, right?" Ling Feng asked.

Yu Xiaogang had only just arrived in Spirit City and joined Spirit Hall; how could he possibly know Bibi Dong?

"What? She has been with you for the past few days?"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if he heard the sound of his own heart shattering.

Could such a perfect goddess really be falling for this commoner spirit master?

"Ling Feng, stay away from Bibi Dong! She is the Pope's disciple; you are completely unworthy of her!"

Watching Yu Xiaogang throw a tantrum, Ling Feng didn't feel much anger.

To Ling Feng, Yu Xiaogang was nothing more than a clown, providing nothing but more entertainment.

"Whether I am worthy of her or not is none of your concern!"

"You wouldn't be trying to get close to Bibi Dong to spy on Spirit Hall's secrets for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, would you?" Ling Feng asked.

He didn't say this to mock Yu Xiaogang, but rather to sow seeds of doubt in the Rakshasa Bibi Dong residing within him.