Half an hour later, when Lin Feng gradually woke up from his meditative state, a smile that he could hardly hide was on his lips.
"The Ten Thousand Paths Slave Codex is truly domineering and unparalleled. Just from this introductory chapter, I feel that I can use it to create an army that is completely loyal to me personally."
The Soul-Nourishing Ring remained silent for a moment before finally speaking softly, "Your cultivation is too shallow. Planting the Slave Seal requires a tremendous amount of spiritual and mental energy. With your current peak Spirit Gathering Realm spiritual energy reserves, you can only use it once every three months at most."
Furthermore, the success rate of the slave seal you are currently casting will only increase if the target has sufficient goodwill towards you; otherwise, you may suffer a backlash to your soul. Remember this.
Lin Feng nodded and said, "Master, rest assured, I know what I'm doing. This introductory chapter is enough to deal with the current situation. As long as I can get the support of the Ziyuan Empire to help me turn things around, shedding the name of this evil cultivator will be enough."
After a moment of silence, Lin Feng suddenly asked, "Master, is there a way to break such a domineering divine power?"
The Soul-Nourishing Ring fell silent.
How to solve this?
If so!
In this world, it could only be that man...
After a long pause, he said, "The slave seal you have planted at your current cultivation level is somewhat shallow, and it is not impossible for someone to break it."
"What if it were the complete Myriad Paths Slave Scripture?" A hint of excitement flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. "If I had the opportunity to learn the complete Myriad Paths Slave Scripture, could I unify the Immortal Martial Continent?"
"Feng'er! The Myriad Paths Slave Scripture is just a means. Those who truly stand at the pinnacle rely on profound cultivation. I hope you will not put the cart before the horse by these unorthodox methods and thus neglect the foundation of your own cultivation."
Lin Feng: "I'm sorry, Master. I was just asking casually. Of course I know this is just a trick. I was just a little surprised that there are such miraculous supernatural powers in the world."
"Alright, Feng'er, if there's nothing else, I'll continue to nourish you."
"Master, please rest. Your disciple will not disturb you any longer."
Lin Feng stood up excitedly, his gloom vanishing from his face.
Looking at Zhao Wanyu running towards him from afar, a cold smile involuntarily appeared on his lips: "Your Highness, since you are so fond of me, you shouldn't mind becoming my slave for the rest of your life, right?"
...
On the other side, Shen Zhao and Ding Bu'er returned from the Dragon King Palace laden with their loot and leisurely drove towards the Yun Mansion.
Shen Zhao took a sip of wine, looked at the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers under the clouds, stretched comfortably, and asked, "Master Ding, how was the harvest this time?"
Ding Bu'er's eyebrows were crooked from smiling: "The Tang Sect and the Dragon King Palace together have several million spirit stones. They've really struck it rich. Luckily, I didn't watch Messi's game, otherwise I would have given him a foreign household registration."
Shen Zhao shrugged: "A few million spirit stones and you're all bragging? You've probably never seen much money before, have you?"
Ding Bu'er looked disgusted: "Alright, Mr. Chen, you should say less. I know you've seen a lot, so you don't have to belittle us like that, right? Anyway, whether we have a lot of money or a little isn't the issue. As long as our wallets are bulging, we'll feel much more at ease."
Listening to Ding Bu'er's incessant ramblings about the future, Shen Zhao fell silent, lay on the back of the blue-eyed golden eagle, crossed his legs, and looked up at the sky.
In a daze, Shen Zhao felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. After casually greeting Ding Bu'er, he fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, he heard a child's voice...
"Host, do you remember me?"
When Shen Zhao opened his eyes again, he found himself in a secluded valley filled with exotic flowers and fruits, with butterflies dancing and cranes flying, clouds and dragons soaring in the sky, and a waterfall cascading down three thousand feet in the distance, as if he were in a fairyland.
Looking at the scene before him, Shen Zhao felt a strong sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Not far away, a child dressed in a gray-brown robe was carefully planting a sacred flower.
The instant he stood up and turned to meet Shen Zhao's gaze.
"Uh~"
Shen Zhao felt a sudden, tearing pain in his heart, and large beads of sweat covered his forehead.
The child simply looked at Shen Zhao quietly, his smile innocent and pure.
Once Shen Zhao felt the pain subside, the child slowly spoke: "Do you remember now? My host?"
"You...system..."
Shen Zhao stared in disbelief at the seemingly harmless child before him.
"I've said it before, no one can escape the system, including you."
The child, holding a bouquet of flowers, walked step by step toward Shen Zhao.
Shen Zhao, who was always fearless, couldn't help but show fear in his eyes and retreat repeatedly when he saw the anthropomorphic system approaching.
This is Shen Zhao's nightmare.
Are you resisting me?
The system stopped and asked in a deep voice.
But it always had that innocent smile on its face, but to Shen Zhao, that smile was like a demon, making him shudder.
"No, I was just thinking, why didn't I manage to crush you, you bastard?"
"The system is above all things and possesses the power to absolutely control the rules. What harm do you think your little tricks can do to the system?"
Shen Zhao took a deep breath to calm his unease and asked sternly, "What exactly do you want?"
System: "What are you doing? Tell me, my host is willing to crush his own heart to separate from his comrade-in-arms who has shared nine lifetimes of suffering. Do you think I would be willing to do that?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao's face darkened: "Thank you, my ass? Comrade? What, you think playing with me for nine lifetimes isn't enough? Planning to do it again?"
The system handed the flowers to Shen Zhao: "Host, you and I are one. Don't you think it's cruel that you've abandoned me?"
Shen Zhao crossed his arms and said coldly, "Why did you abandon yourself? Don't you have any self-awareness?"
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