A Deal with My Cheap Master

Inside the Xiao Family's Secret Mansion, Jiang Feng leisurely took a seat.

His journey through the Immortal Void had made his desire to pursue a higher realm burn even more fiercely.

He knew full well that following the usual step-by-step path of cultivation would never allow him to achieve his goal within five thousand years.

He had to employ some special means.

A wisp of divine soul drifted out from the broken fragment in his hand.

"Boy, you haven't come looking for me in quite some time." The old man's wisp of divine soul floated in the air as he smiled at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng smiled faintly. "Master, there's something I need your help with."

The old man's divine soul chuckled teasingly. "With your abilities, boy, there's still something you need my help with?"

Jiang Feng knew in his heart that there was no real bond between himself and this nominal master.

He understood that this nominal master had remained by his side entirely out of helplessness.

And the reason he had acknowledged him as his master was likewise to obtain the accumulated legacies in his possession.

The two of them could be said to be using each other.

"Go on, then. What is it you need me to do?" the old man's divine soul asked.

Jiang Feng paused before saying, "Master, do you know of any method in this world that can help a cultivator who has yet to form a divine soul refine someone else's divine soul?"

The old man's divine soul changed expression at once, and an icy chill seeped from him. "What do you mean?"

Jiang Feng caught that flash of coldness in his expression, and his heart settled.

That expression alone had already given him his answer.

"Then it seems such a method truly