Nascent Soul old monster Situ Feng?
Why the hell was he coming to me, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator? This thought instinctively arose in Ji Yuan's heart, but Han Feiyu immediately continued:
"Before possessing a body, he was a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Now he has to cultivate again, and the body he possessed belonged to Feng Yichen, who was only at the Qi Refining Stage. So I estimate that his cultivation is at most in the Foundation Establishment Realm, absolutely not Golden Core. With Brother Ji's methods, taking him down should not be difficult."
"A Nascent Soul Cultivator reincarnating and recultivating, and one who came out of the Nine Nether Grotto-Heaven at that—Brother Ji, how many benefits and treasures do you think he has on him?"
"Of course, you are cautious by nature, so you may not necessarily do it yourself. You could also ask your master, True Person Wangyou, to act."
"But remember—do not trust the sect master completely."
"That is all I have to say. Whether Brother Ji acts or not, please keep this secret for me."
The voice stopped there, and the Voice-Recording Talisman burst into flames.
Ji Yuan fell silent.
Dong Qian, who had already put on the earrings, bracelets, and other jewelry Ji Yuan had given her, sat obediently to the side. She did not interrupt him, much less ask what exactly the talisman had said.
Dong Qian had always known when to advance and when to retreat. She had always been this sensible.
Ji Yuan could finally relax and consider matters here—Feng Yichen had been possessed by a Nascent Soul old monster. That truly lay somewhat beyond Ji Yuan's expectations.
But not entirely.
When he had first heard that Feng Yichen had returned from the Nine Nether Grotto-Heaven, Ji Yuan had suspected that Feng Yichen