Ling Feng nodded. His earlier guess had been confirmed by Bibi Dong.
In the end, Bibi Dong's aura merely created a simulated environment that was exceptionally well-suited to Ling Feng's cultivation.
Bibi Dong had also taken part in testing this theory, so seeing Ling Feng confirm it made her genuinely happy.
Moreover, Bibi Dong had discovered that cultivating alongside Ling Feng over the past few days had brought her some gains as well.
"But why has my cultivation speed increased so much too?"
She had originally thought that agreeing to cultivate with Ling Feng was simply a way to help him.
She hadn't expected to discover that she was benefiting too, and she voiced the question on her mind.
"Your cultivation has sped up too?"
Ling Feng was taken aback, but quickly realized why.
It was because he had cultivated the Ice and Fire Golden Body, giving him a miniature Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well inside his body.
With this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he himself was like a small treasure land, able to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
With Bibi Dong beside Ling Feng, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was more abundant than before, so her cultivation speed naturally increased a little.
If Bibi Dong had a plant-type Martial Soul, it might have increased even more.
For example, Yue Guan, who possessed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum Martial Soul, would probably feel the same way if he cultivated beside Ling Feng.
Ling Feng didn't explain the reason. He just smiled and said, "Then why don't we cultivate together more often from now on?"
Bibi Dong nodded. "Sure!"
"But cultivating with you was the condition you asked for after you beat me before."
"Now I've benefited too, so let's call that condition even. Why don't you ask for something else?"
Ling Feng was about to refuse, but remembering the task Rakshasa Bibi Dong had given him, he decided to take a little more advantage of the younger Bibi Dong.
"All right, but I haven't decided what to ask for yet! I'll tell you when I've thought of something. You can't refuse me then!"
"Sure. Just ask when you've thought of something. I won't forget!" Bibi Dong said.
Since Ling Feng's previous requests hadn't been too unreasonable, Bibi Dong trusted him well enough and didn't refuse.
"It's getting late. I'll be going now!" Ling Feng said as he took his leave.
"Wait!"
Bibi Dong called Ling Feng back, then took a bracelet from her clothes.
The bracelet shimmered with a faint blue light and was exceptionally beautiful.
"Is this...?" Ling Feng already had a guess.
"This is the Storage Soul Tool you asked for, though I might disappoint you: it can't store living things," Bibi Dong said.
"So it really is a Storage Soul Tool! Thank you!" Ling Feng said, somewhat excited.
Though it couldn't store living things, it was more than enough for his needs.
Bibi Dong handed the bracelet to Ling Feng. "Try channeling your Soul Power into it."
Ling Feng took the bracelet and channeled his Soul Power inside. He immediately sensed an enormous space.
It was probably several hundred cubic meters—many times larger than the twenty-four-cubic-meter space in Yu Xiaogang's belt.
Ling Feng was very satisfied and put it on.
"Thank you, Bibi Dong. I really like this Soul Tool!" Ling Feng said.
Now that he had a Soul Tool, he planned to find an opportunity to visit the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well again and gather all the Immortal Herbs and spirit medicines there.
Although the Soul Tool couldn't store living things, it should have no trouble storing the other spirit medicines and Immortal Herbs, apart from the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.
"No need to thank me. This is your reward, after all!" Bibi Dong said.
After leaving Bibi Dong's Cultivation Room, Ling Feng headed toward Spirit Academy.
His lodgings had been arranged at Spirit Academy.
Just as he was about to enter Spirit Academy, he suddenly sensed someone watching him.
Ling Feng looked toward the direction of the gaze and saw a young man with a buzz cut standing in the shadow of a corner, watching him.
"Yu Xiaogang? Why is he here?"
Ling Feng's mental strength was comparable to a Soul King's. Without any interference, Yu Xiaogang couldn't hide from him.
The rotting skin on Yu Xiaogang's body had scabbed over, but he still looked rather terrifying.
Ling Feng didn't pay him any mind. He was nothing but a clown.
Even if he gave Yu Xiaogang a Spirit Ginseng or an Immortal Herb to break through his bottleneck, he still wouldn't amount to anything.
Ling Feng ignored Yu Xiaogang, but Yu Xiaogang had no intention of letting him go.
"Stop!" Yu Xiaogang called, his voice filled with anger.
"Hm? Interesting!"
Ling Feng couldn't imagine what had given Yu Xiaogang the nerve to block his way.
"You're... the guy whose Martial Soul is a fat purple pig? Did you stop me because you want to get even?"
Ling Feng mocked him mercilessly. He felt like a villain himself.
"He actually forgot my name?" Yu Xiaogang stiffened. No one had ever dared to treat him with such contempt.
Even in his clan, where he was ostracized, the elders and members of the branch families had never dared to look down on him like this.
"You... My name is Yu Xiaogang. And my Martial Soul isn't a pig!"
Ling Feng chuckled. "Not a pig? Then is it a farting, mutated skunk?"
"You're quite the cultivator, turning a tiny skunk into a fat pig!"
"You're so good at raising animals. Why not quit being a Soul Master and raise pigs instead? You'd be doing humanity a service!"
"You..." Yu Xiaogang raised his hand and pointed at Ling Feng, trembling slightly, unable to speak.
Ling Feng's words were too hurtful, striking right at his weakest point.
What he cared about most was his hideously mutated Martial Soul, yet Ling Feng kept using it to mock him.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang point at him, Ling Feng's tone turned harsh. "Move. A good dog doesn't block the road. Don't make me get rough!"
Yu Xiaogang was startled and lowered the finger he'd been pointing at Ling Feng with.
But then he remembered that this was Spirit City and that he had joined Spirit Hall. Ling Feng probably wouldn't dare kill him.
"This is Spirit City, and I'm a member of Spirit Hall too. If you dare kill me, Spirit Hall won't let you get away with it!"
"I want to ask you: what have you done to Bibi Dong?" Yu Xiaogang demanded.
"?" Ling Feng froze, and a giant question mark suddenly appeared in his mind.
"What I've done to Bibi Dong is none of your business."
"Besides, Bibi Dong has been with me these past few days. She probably doesn't even know you, does she?" 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's been with you these past few days?"
Yu Xiaogang felt as if he could hear his heart shattering.
Was that perfect goddess really going to be won over by this commoner Soul Master?
"Ling Feng, stay away from Bibi Dong! She's the Pope's disciple. You're not worthy of her!"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang's furious antics, Ling Feng didn't feel particularly angry.
To Ling Feng, Yu Xiaogang was like a clown, offering nothing but more amusement.
"Whether I'm worthy of her is none of your concern!"
"Are you trying to get close to Bibi Dong so you can spy on Spirit Hall's secrets for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" Ling Feng asked.
He said this not to mock Yu Xiaogang, but to put a bug in the ear of the Rakshasa Bibi Dong inside him.