Chapter 2001: Closing the Door to Cultivate the Void Spirit Refining Technique

"Husband, it seems Feng Yao isn't entirely at ease with us," Wang Ruyan said with a frown. They were deep within enemy territory, and if their true identities were discovered, the trouble would be significant.

"It's normal for him to be cautious; after all, we were strangers before. As long as he doesn't recognize our true identities, let him be. Our top priority now is to cultivate the 'Supreme Void Forging Spirit Art' to enhance our divine sense and master its secret techniques," Wang Changsheng said indifferently. Their cultivation levels were too low to improve significantly in the short term, but they could enhance their divine sense and master its secret techniques.

The Supreme Void Forging Spirit Art included several secret techniques, but they could only be cast if the practitioner's divine sense was strong enough. The stronger the practitioner's divine sense and the deeper their magic power, the greater the power of the secret techniques.

Wang Ruyan nodded. She remembered something and said, "There are many human cultivators on the island. Except for Jiang Qingfeng, most of the other human cultivators' cultivation levels are not high, mostly at the Foundation Establishment stage. It seems they have been enslaved by Feng Yao for many years."

Alien races often plundered human cultivators, taking them back to their lairs for enslavement. Humans were more skilled at cultivating spirit herbs, crafting artifacts, setting up formations, and so on. Furthermore, some alien races consumed humans as a form of spiritual elixir.

Wang Ruyan hadn't expected to encounter enslaved human cultivators here. Jiang Qingfeng was at the late Nascent Soul stage, a decent cultivation level, while most other humans on the island were at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Jiang Qingfeng probably has some special ability! His complexion looks better than many cultivators, and he clearly seems to be in a position of command—perhaps someone like Daoist Jin Feng. But let's not dwell on him. We've finally found a foothold here; let's first go into seclusion and cultivate the Supreme Void Forging Spirit Art." After Wang Changsheng finished speaking, he walked towards the nearby azure pavilion.

The three-story pavilion was elegantly furnished with antique-style furniture, wall paintings, and several lush green potted plants.

The pavilion had three cultivation rooms, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan each entered one.

The cultivation room was not large, only about a hundred zhang in size, with an azure meditation mat on the floor.

Wang Changsheng spread his divine sense wide, cautiously observing everything in the stone room. After confirming there were no issues, he sat down cross-legged on the meditation mat.

He set up a defensive formation, just in case.

He pressed the jade slip to his forehead and began to comprehend it. The more powerful a cultivation technique, the harder it was to master, and the Supreme Void Forging Spirit Art was no exception.

In a courtyard filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a beautiful young girl sat in a stone pavilion. With her delicate nose, cherry lips, and graceful demeanor, she wore a blue silk dress embroidered with several lifelike butterflies.

She held a thick tome in her hands, her brow furrowed and her face full of worry, glancing outside from time to time.

A faint sound of footsteps echoed, and the blue-dressed girl's expression tensed.

Jiang Qingfeng entered, smiling as he said, "Yulin, Senior Feng is back, but he's injured, so he probably won't call for you."

Hearing this, the blue-dressed girl let out a long sigh of relief, her anxious heart finally settling.

"It's all father's fault for being useless, making you anxious all day. Don't worry, even if it costs me my old life, I won't let you end up like your mother..." As he spoke the last words, Jiang Qingfeng clenched his fists, his face filled with grief and indignation.

As a man, his cultivation companion had to ascend to another man's bed, and Jiang Qingfeng still had to do things for that man, while his daughter might be forced to serve him at any moment. Jiang Qingfeng felt incredibly humiliated. He knew that even if he fought to the death, he was no match for the other party.

"Father, it's not your fault. If it weren't for me, Mother wouldn't have done that. I know both you and Mother did it for me. Promise me, no matter what, you both must live well." As Jiang Yulin spoke the last words, her beautiful eyes were filled with determination.

Jiang Qingfeng sighed deeply and said nothing more.

In the northeastern corner of the island was a valley with excellent access, within which lay a vast estate spanning a thousand mu.

Pavilions and palaces, winding walls, towering ancient trees, and surging water forming waterfalls—it was a scene of a blessed land.

Feng Yao stood at the entrance of a three-story azure pavilion. The plaque above the door bore the three golden characters 'Mystic Eagle Pavilion.' The door was tightly shut, and a faint azure light screen enveloped the entire pavilion.

He took out a circular azure token, infused it with magic power, and with a flash of azure light, a beam shot out and disappeared into the azure light screen.

The azure light screen rippled like water, then suddenly vanished.

The main door of the Mystic Eagle Pavilion suddenly opened, and Feng Yao walked inside.

The pavilion's interior was elegantly arranged. Feng Yao walked into the basement, where a ten-foot-tall circular stone door blocked his path. The stone door bore a mystic eagle pattern and a circular indentation.

He placed the circular token into the indentation, infusing it with magic power. The mystic eagle pattern immediately lit up, its wings fluttering continuously, and the stone door swung open, revealing a stone chamber over a hundred zhang in size.

The stone walls were inscribed with numerous mysterious glowing runes, emitting strong restrictive fluctuations. In the center of the stone chamber was a magic formation over fifty zhang in size, covered by a thick azure light screen.

A slender, middle-aged beautiful woman sat atop the formation. With a rosy complexion, a pair of bright, somewhat hazy almond-shaped eyes, delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, and small red lips, her magic power fluctuations clearly indicated she was a late Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Liu Ru, has the Seven-Star Worm advanced to the fifth-tier?" Feng Yao asked in a deep voice, his face full of anticipation.

"What about my husband and daughter? How are they doing?" the middle-aged woman asked.

Feng Yao let out a soft snort, then took out a faint azure communication disk. He cast a spell, and soon, Jiang Qingfeng's voice abruptly sounded: "Lord Feng, how may I help you?"

"Is your daughter with you? Let her speak to me," Feng Yao commanded.

"Lord Feng, how may I help you?" A somewhat nervous female voice came from the communication disk.

"Nothing in particular. I heard you advanced to the Core Formation stage. Cultivate well; I'll visit you another day." Feng Yao put away the communication disk and said coldly, "They are still alive. Are you satisfied now?"

Liu Ru breathed a sigh of relief. With a flick of her right hand, a golden light shot out—it was a ten-foot-long golden beetle with four wings on its back, exposed fangs, seven silver spots on its abdomen, and circular patterns on its tail. Its aura clearly indicated it was a fifth-tier spirit insect.

"It only recently advanced to the fifth-tier. It will take some time for it to develop full combat capabilities," Liu Ru said slowly, her heart a mix of emotions. Feng Yao was using her husband and daughter to threaten her into cultivating spirit insects.

"Good, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. But now that it has advanced to the fifth-tier, can you control it?" Feng Yao's eyes were full of joy as he pressed on.

"I have a Spirit Control Token. I've raised it since it was small, so it won't betray its master in the short term," Liu Ru replied truthfully.

"That's good. Cultivate it well; I have great use for it in the future. Rest assured, I will fulfill my promise. Once I obtain that item, I can let your family of three leave." Feng Yao's tone was full of temptation.

Liu Ru nodded and said nothing.

Feng Yao turned and left, closing the main door behind him.

"Hmph, fools. Once I get that item, it will be the end of you. What a pity you two are only Nascent Soul cultivators; Transcendent cultivators taste much better." As Feng Yao spoke the last words, he licked his lips, his gaze turning fervent.

To exploit Jiang Qingfeng and Liu Ru, Feng Yao had deliberately kept them separated, ensuring they would worry about each other and not try to escape.