Currently, Mu Feng's threat has no effect on Song Chen.
Even Song Chen's heart was not affected at all.
He was intently soaking in the pool, flipping through books like a bookworm.
He continued farming, alchemy, and reading as usual.
They no longer care about the passage of time.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Feng suddenly brought a living man to the Peach Blossom Paradise.
At this moment, Mu Feng had already broken through to the Golden Core stage.
After he arrived, he said:
"Song Chen, we are no longer on the Tianyan Continent. I have found a ghost cultivator on this continent."
If you wish to abandon your body and become a monster that doesn't need to sleep or eat, you can do so now.
Song Chen nodded indifferently.
Mu Feng said:
"Wan Tian, make your move. Only by taking away his life force can I allow the ghostly energy to enter his body."
The next second.
The male cultivator threw out a set of array plates, surrounding Song Chen completely.
Song Chen glanced at it briefly and immediately knew the name of the array. He felt a sense of pride; all those years of studying had paid off.
Song Chen then lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was Li Wantian and Mu Feng at the sports field.
Mu Feng often takes different men into the secret realm to exercise.
Song Chen was already used to it.
However, this man was the first person to survive the exercise.
Song Chen ignored them and instead sat cross-legged in the spirit pool to meditate again.
His body at this moment was somewhat mysterious.
He truly abandoned his mortal body.
At this point, his body was devoid of flesh and blood, with only bones remaining to support him, making him somewhat stiff when moving.
But within him, there is also a soul.
The part without flesh and blood is sustained by the soul.
Song Chen knew what state he was in.
He has now been transformed from a mortal slave into a ghost puppet in the hands of a ghost cultivator.
However, Song Chen didn't really care what it looked like.
Because he's already gone a bit mad.
Having lost his freedom, his life was hopeless.
However, his yearning for the world of cultivation and his desire for cultivation techniques and spells have sustained him until now.
All he wants now is to keep living until he reaches the end of the road.
This physical change.
This further enhanced Song Chen's alchemy and weapon crafting skills.
He won't need to sleep anymore; he'll have twice as much time to study.
His body has no flesh and blood meridians; his entire body is like a transfer station for spiritual energy.
With the boundless spiritual energy of the Spirit Pool at his disposal, he could freely refine all kinds of pills.
Song Chen felt a sense of freedom and spontaneity.
He could use any of the spiritual plants in the entire secret realm.
After consuming all the spiritual plants in the secret realm and practicing tens of thousands of times, Song Chen finally refined a top-grade pill.
The pill emitted a faint medicinal fragrance, and its surface shimmered with light, revealing distinct pill patterns.
"It's real, a top-grade pill, it's real!"
Song Chen murmured to himself, overjoyed at having successfully refined a top-grade pill for the first time.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The spiritual plants that Song Chen cultivates are of increasingly higher quality, and the pills he refines are of increasingly higher grade as well.
In his spare time, Song Chen even casually crafted a few eighth-grade alchemy furnaces, weapon-refining furnaces, and talisman brushes.
At this time, Mu Feng's cultivation level was also getting higher and higher, and the number of men around him was also fixed and increasing.
Two, three, four, five people—they were having a blast in the Peach Blossom Spring.
However, in Song Chen's eyes, these people, like Mu Feng, were all good-for-nothings.
Listening to their conversation, Song Chen knew that these people often took the pills and magical artifacts he had refined and pretended that they were their own.
I heard that they have now reached the highest level of the continent, and with these pills, magical artifacts, talismans, inscriptions, and formations, they have all earned a good reputation as geniuses.
After glancing at the group of people exercising, Song Chen lay in the spiritual spring, pondering a question.
For the last few centuries, he has been thinking about the same question.
"What exactly is this spiritual spring? What is Mu Feng's identity? Why was he born with a spiritual spring space?"
Ignorance is bliss.
Having read so many books, Song Chen has long since become a learned man.
There are very few things in the world that he doesn't know.
But the more he learned, the more he felt that Mu Feng's identity was a mystery.
Within the spiritual spring space, one can easily manipulate spiritual energy to create magical artifacts at the Mahayana stage.
The spiritual energy stored in this spring was far greater than he had imagined.
But this treasure was something Mu Feng was born with, and it was wasted in his hands for decades.
There are no books in the world worth reading.
With nothing else to do, Song Chen began to study the spiritual spring and Mu Feng.
Each time he was the only one left in the Peach Blossom Spring, he would take out his tools and begin digging for the spiritual spring.
To cover his tracks, he dug a 50-meter-deep channel into the real spring and hid it. He also created a fake spring with a different course.
The fake spiritual spring was also bubbling out spiritual water.
However, this water was all wastewater generated when Song Chen extracted all the spiritual energy and used it for alchemy and weapon crafting.
Mu Feng came to collect spiritual spring water a few times, but he saw that the spiritual energy in the spring water was negligible for his current cultivation level, so he stopped coming after a few times.
This also made it easier for Song Chen to be discovered.
At this moment, the five people were fighting among the fairies.
Song Chen then calmed his mind and probed downwards with his soul.
Recently, he has been digging deeper and deeper. He has a premonition that after Mu Feng leaves this time, he will soon be close to the true source of the spiritual spring.
After probing briefly, Song Chen, fearing he might alert the enemy, withdrew his thoughts and began refining pills.
Now, Song Chen refines pills extremely casually.
To refine pills for the Mahayana stage, Song Chen simply put the herbs into the furnace, turned it slightly, and the pills automatically took shape, filling the entire furnace with top-grade pills.
Song Chen exclaimed, "The spiritual spring is really useful!"
Several hours later.
Mu Feng and his several mistresses, dressed neatly, took away the pills he had refined and left the Peach Blossom Paradise.
After waiting for a moment, Song Chen immediately began to continue digging down into the spiritual spring.
He wanted to see what Mu Feng's identity and reliance were.
Six months later.
Song Chen dug up the last piece of soil.
He finally saw clearly what the spiritual spring truly looked like and what its true source was.
The source of the sacred spring is a piece of scrap paper.
This paper exudes majesty and grandeur.
The golden essence that fell from the paper spread out, transforming into the purest spiritual energy and merging into the earth.
Song Chen had no heart, no flesh and blood, yet he felt his whole body trembling.
This is... the Way of Heaven?
Countless books have explained that the Way of Heaven is the law of all things, which is evolved from the rules of all things.
The most powerful document in the world is the Dao of Heaven. The laws governing all things on it bind everyone and determine everyone's fate.
At this moment, only a few words were written on this piece of paper, which was one meter long and half a meter wide.
"The spring water of the celestial realm originates from here." A crooked circle was drawn next to it.
Within the circle, spiritual spring water continuously gushed forth.
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