In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng drew back all his true qi. The Martial Soul behind him and his Soul Rings vanished as well.
"This old Daoist knows why Zhang Wuji can't awaken a Martial Soul."
"Ah? Why?"
"He probably doesn't have this world's World Law within him."
Feng Xiaotian naturally knew what World Law was. "Then why can True Master Zhang do it?"
"Have you forgotten what this old Daoist has within him? That crystal didn't actually react when I touched it just now, but the power the Group Leader left hidden inside me guided my true qi into the Awakening Stone.
"That was how my Martial Soul was born. In truth, it was still my own power."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly. "It was quite a good experience."
Feng Xiaotian nodded. "We can ask the Group Leader about it later. We'll discuss that another time—I've already had someone prepare a meal. Let's talk while we eat."
"Isn't that a little too formal?"
"You're on my turf, so I have to fill you and your disciples up. It's all Soul Beast meat—I specifically sent people to hunt it. I guarantee it tastes amazing."
At the dining table.
Zhang Sanfeng picked up a piece of meat and tasted it. "The flavor isn't bad. Hmm..."
Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly change, Feng Xiaotian was startled. Could there be something wrong with the food? "Is there anything amiss?"
"This Soul Beast meat contains an abundance of vital essence. If cultivators ate it, their cultivation would likely progress a little faster."
Feng Xiaotian's eyes lit up. "It actually has that effect? Then could we use Soul Beasts for Foundation Establishment, using the method Willow God used?"
"It should be possible." Zhang Sanfeng nodded.
"Good, good, good."
Feng Xiaotian smiled. "We can discuss it properly later.