"Are we really going to wait here for them to return?"
After Yang Fei and his group disappeared into the distance, Linglong couldn’t help but ask.
Li Yue, Du Hui, Yun Zong, Gan Qian, and Lu Chen exchanged glances, but none answered Linglong’s question.
Linglong continued, "We are disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, and each of our cultivation realms is higher than Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang. Just because he holds a top-grade magic treasure, must we be suppressed here, willingly following his plans to help him?"
Li Yue sighed and asked, "Does Junior Sister Linglong have any good ideas?"
Linglong was stumped by the question, thought for a long time, and then smiled bitterly, shaking her head: "That Soul Binding Rope is too powerful. I... I can’t think of a way to resist it."
Yun Zong, Lu Chen, and Li Yue had also tried the might of the Soul Binding Rope, experiencing their primordial spirits being drawn out and imprisoned in a special exotic space where their spirits could be gradually eroded. They did not want to try it again. Hearing Linglong’s words now, they shuddered, feeling a chill down their spines.
Although Du Hui and Gan Qian had never had their primordial spirits extracted by the Soul Binding Rope, they had witnessed several fellow disciples having their divine souls extracted, especially the scene where Yang Fei whipped Sun Lei’s manifested primordial spirit form before their eyes, which made their hearts tremble and left them with no courage to resist.
Seeing everyone’s expressions, Li Yue forced a smile and said, "Given the situation, even if we’re unwilling, we can only temporarily remain here and listen to his orders. Fortunately, I’ve observed that this person’s nature is kind; he simply doesn’t want to be enslaved by Outer Realm cultivators. Besides, he has been rather merciful to us. Until we find a way to leave here, it’s best not to oppose him; otherwise, it will only harm us."
Upon hearing his words, everyone naturally felt dissatisfied.
Each one of them was a remarkable talent among the Lingxiao Sect’s young generation. Yet, here they were, on a planet where the cultivation civilization was backward, being suppressed by a native.
It was utterly shameful to mention.
Even though they felt indignant, they had to admit there was no way to escape Yang Fei’s control at the moment.
Lu Chen sighed and said, "Senior Brother Li Yue is right; we can only temporarily submit to him. Besides, I’ve indeed received the heritage from Senior Li Er and made an oath to the Heavenly Dao to protect Earth’s cultivators. As long as Yang Fei doesn’t force us to do anything harmful to Lingxiao Sect’s interests, there’s nothing disgraceful about temporary submission."
The others saw Lu Chen say this and fell silent.
After a moment, Yun Zong said, "Let’s leave it for now. Hopefully, the sect will notice our prolonged absence and send more senior Foundation Establishment Stage experts to rescue us."
Everyone’s eyes lit up upon hearing this.
To completely free themselves from Yang Fei’s control, they could only wait for the sect’s rescue.
Linglong understood this reasoning and felt much better, saying, "Then let’s wait for the sect’s rescue. Senior Brother Li Yue is right, Yang Fei might be a bit hateful, but he’s not entirely bad, at least he promised us the enjoyment of spirit stone resources here. Fellow disciples, let’s combine forces to excavate more spirit stones and focus on cultivation. Perhaps when we reach the late Foundation Establishment Stage, the Soul Binding Rope will no longer pose a threat to us?"
On the cultivation path, Heavenly Dao rewards the diligent. No matter how strong your talent is, without diligent cultivation, it’s hard to advance in realm.
In this place, spiritual energy was abundant, and it hid numerous top-grade spirit stones, even the most precious Purple Spirit Crystal cultivation resource. They would cherish every moment spent here.
A roar that shattered the firmament echoed across the lands.
In low air, a small silver-white ship, about the size of a small wooden boat, was gliding through the air at a speed of two to three hundred yards.
This was Ye Wuya’s flying spirit ship.
Unfortunately, the spirit ship wasn’t large; with three people on board, the Heaven-devouring Divine Beast felt a bit cramped on it.
When they left White Jade City, Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang were still flying at low altitude, and Ye Wuya, following them for a distance, curiously asked why they weren’t using Sword Flight.
Qin Yanyang said that Sword Flight consumed too much True Yuan and spirit; given the great distance from the Divine Continent, preserving strength and flying at low altitude was the best way to travel.
Ye Wuya then directly released the spirit ship from his storage bag.
The three people and one beast boarded the spirit ship. After Ye Wuya activated the spirit ship with mana, using spirit stones as power, he maintained its flight.
Although it consumed spirit stones, the spirit ship’s flight was more relaxed than Sword Flight, making it convenient for long trips.
Moreover, one low-grade spirit stone could drive the spirit ship for three hours, making it highly cost-effective.
The Heaven-devouring Divine Beast roared after, then impatiently nudged against Yang Fei’s trousers, displaying a restless posture.
Qin Yanyang said, "Yang Fei, it seems impatient; this spirit ship is a bit small. Tell it to calm down and stop moving around."
Yang Fei noticed this too, and hurriedly scolded the Heaven-devouring Beast, "Stay put, or you’ll go down."
The Heaven-devouring Beast whimpered lowly, showing a weary and sleepy demeanor.
Yang Fei sensed its very low mood, appearing very tired and weak, causing him some surprise and concern.
Ye Wuya said, "Friend Yang, this Heaven-devouring Divine Beast is a juvenile; it needs long periods of rest and sleep. Otherwise, when it’s awake, it requires a lot of spirit stones to absorb spiritual energy for growth, which is unsustainable in terms of support. You can place it in the Spirit Pet Bag, where it can rest and cultivate with less consumption."
In Yang Fei’s mind came some information about the Spirit Pet Bag, prompting a dry cough as he said to Ye Wuya, "I don’t have a Spirit Pet Bag."
Ye Wuya smiled awkwardly, suddenly realizing that the Earth was previously a technological civilization, and the Spirit Pet Bag, exclusive to the cultivation realm, was unavailable here.
"By the way, there seemed to be quite a bit of stuff in Sun Lei’s storage bag that I don’t recognize; can you take a look?" Yang Fei suddenly considered it and pulled out Sun Lei’s storage bag. Utilizing telekinesis, he opened it and emptied its contents.
Seeing the spirit stones, the Heaven-devouring Beast’s eyes lit up. It looked earnestly with a pleading expression and gazed at Yang Fei. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥
Yang Fei selected some good-grade spirit stones from the pile and handed them to the Heaven-devouring Beast: "It’s yours."
The Heaven-devouring Beast roared excitedly, opened its mouth, and swallowed the pile of spirit stones whole.
Supplemented with spirit stones, the Heaven-devouring Beast immediately perked up, becoming lively once more.
Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang were secretly startled.
Though the grade of the spirit stones wasn’t high, the contained spiritual power was still potent enough for a cultivator to practice for a long time, yet the Heaven-devouring Beast consumed them in one breath.
The key issue was that Yang Fei had already fed it many spirit stones before, and not much time had passed!
The demand was enormous.
It’s unaffordable, utterly unaffordable!
"That’s Junior Brother Sun Lei’s Spirit Pet Bag. Oh, he tamed a Flame Mouse." Ye Wuya suddenly exclaimed, finding an ancient rune-etched cloth bag among the pile Yang Fei emptied.
Opening the bag with Divine Sense, a squeaking sound instantly erupted, and a creature with fiery red fur emerged, resembling a mouse.
Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang were taken aback.
The exotic beast was compact, only as large as an adult cat, but emitted an extremely powerful aura. The two, even with Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, felt a hint of threat.