Another half a year passed. With the Dream-Devouring Insect emerging from seclusion, Ye Qingfeng and Ye Haicheng also quietly arrived before Far West Mountain.
Within the blessed land, the Ye Family had obtained quite a few spiritual treasures, among them no shortage of concealment-type ones. Now that they were covered by a spiritual treasure, even ordinary Void Refining cultivators would find it hard to discover them.
"This Feng Chan certainly has refined tastes." The one who spoke this time was Zou Xingyun. Although this was entering dreams to search the soul, if Feng Chan's words proved to be nothing but lies, Zou Xingyun would be the one to act, so Ye Qingfeng and Ye Haicheng had brought Zou Xingyun along as well.
"Who knows whether this man truly has a clear conscience, or is just good at pretending!" Ye Haicheng could not help commenting as well.
At this moment, Feng Chan was seated inside a pavilion in the bamboo grove.
Feng Chan held spiritual wine in his hand, tasting it alone.
Across from him were four or five bamboo rats, watching Feng Chan drink as if listening to the Dao.
And according to what the other members of the Ye Family said, Feng Chan had been like this before breaking through to Spirit Transformation, and remained like this afterward.
In a single day, he spent almost only three or four two-hour periods cultivating.
The rest of the time, he was either tasting wine in the bamboo grove or fishing on the lake beside it. There was not the slightest sign of him practicing any arts.
Those bamboo rats were ordinary bamboo rats as well. It was only because they had been tainted by the mystic realm's spiritual energy that they possessed first- or second-rank cultivation, but in the Spirit Realm,