Chapter 22: The Power of the Soul

  "Don't be nervous, relax!"

  The old man with white hair reminded him of something and immediately saw him stretch out his index finger to lightly tap the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows.

  "Boom!"

  Ling Feng only felt his head buzzing, a misty fog appeared in front of him, as if he had entered the soul again. This feeling flashed by quickly, and soon he found himself still in the house, with the white-haired old man's finger stuck to his brow, his lips moving silently, reciting incantations.

  A massive amount of information surged into his mind like a tidal wave, Ling Feng was surprised but not flustered. He slightly closed his eyes and pondered the content hidden within the message.

  After about half a stick of incense time, the messages flooding into his mind finally stopped. At this moment, Ling Feng also slowly opened his eyes, and a surprised smile appeared on his small face.

  "Do you all understand?" The white-haired old man smiled slightly and asked.

  "Hmm!" Ling Feng nodded and replied.

  "Alright, now use the technique I've taught you to control your soul's power and take a look at what's outside the house!"

  "Yes sir!" Ling Feng replied respectfully.

  Then, he saw his heart move, a vast spiritual power burst out from his brow, spreading and dispersing in all directions like ripples on water.

  The method of controlling the power of the soul is very simple, it's like a key that can open the door to one's own soul, allowing one to control the power of the soul at will.

  As the soul power rippled outward, Lingfeng suddenly felt that the world in front of him was so clear. Outside the courtyard wall, two ants were biting each other, and the sound of their struggle came clearly to his ears. The soul power continued to extend outward, and Lingfeng found that he could see everything within a radius of half a mile with perfect clarity.

  That feeling of being able to observe the surroundings without using his eyes excited Ling Feng greatly, he continued to control the power of his soul to extend outward, but found that after exceeding a certain range, his own soul power had signs of being difficult to control.

  "With my current soul power, I can barely observe the scenery within a radius of half a mile!" Ling Feng thought to himself.

  Just as he was about to retrieve the power of his soul, suddenly three surging waves of soul power appeared, covering Ling Feng's soul power. Ling Feng was shocked in his heart, and then let go, the master of these three soul powers must be the three old men inside the house.

  In an instant, the three powerful soul forces suddenly retracted and disappeared instantly, while Ling Feng also took the opportunity to withdraw his own soul force back into his body.

  "Indeed it is!" Almost at the same time, the three old men in the house exclaimed in unison. Their faces all showed an expression of incredulity, their eyes fixed on Ling Feng as if they had seen a monster.

  Ling Feng was stared at by three people, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, wanting to speak up, but not knowing what to say, so he could only lower his head and stand aside.

  "What a freak!" For a long time, a sentence came out of the mouth of that slender old man.

  "At such a young age, without having cultivated any skills, his soul power is actually so strong, almost reaching the level of our Soul Clan's masters. It's truly unbelievable!" The stern-looking old man couldn't help but say.

  "It seems that what this child said earlier was not in vain, he indeed has the ability to destroy the primordial spirit of that foundation-building cultivator!" The white-haired old man nodded and said.

  After hearing this, Ling Feng's suspended heart finally breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was really afraid that his lies would be exposed by the three old men in front of him, and even more afraid that others would know about the existence of the alien beast statue in his soul.

  A strange stone statue inhabited by a terrifying small beast, sucking its own three beast stripes and swallowing the yuan god of a foundation repair monk. These things are too incredible, if others know about it, they will be dissected and studied like monsters, which would be miserable for life!

  "This child has an incredibly strong beast soul bloodline, yet only condensed into a single beast mark. He possesses the Wind Attribute Spiritual Root and his Soul Power is almost at the level of our Tribe's Upper Master! Hiss, this child is literally a freak among freaks!" The slender old man stared intently at Ling Feng, not blinking, as if trying to see through this freak in front of him.

  "You didn't mention one thing, according to what Gu Ting and Zhong Changlao said, their soul power couldn't enter this child's soul aperture. What's strange is that when they brought the child here, all four of us, including the High Priest, examined him, but there was no such problem." The white-haired old man shook his head with a smile and continued: "Logically speaking, with Gu Ting and Zhong Changlao's cultivation, they shouldn't have misjudged. The only explanation is that this child indeed has something strange about him, making it impossible to see through!"

  "What a freak, yet it's exactly what we need right now!" The stern-looking old man glanced at the two beside him, revealing a faint smile.

  "Ah, Brother Min is right!" The two of them looked at each other and smiled, nodding in agreement.

  "These three old men are endless, hum, saying I'm a freak, you're the freaks!" The three old men spoke one after another, leaving Ling Feng hanging around, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his heart was full of resentment.

  "Child, you've been unconscious for several days, I'm sure your stomach must be starving. Alright, Jian Yu, take this child back and settle his life properly!" The white-haired old man instructed, looking at Jian Shangshi who was standing with his hands hanging down.

  "Yes sir!" replied General Xin, bowing his head in respect.

  Finally no need to listen to San Lao's nagging, Ling Feng was delighted in his heart. However, before he left, there were still some things he wanted to ask San Lao for advice on.

  "Three nobles, I am on my way to the Black Stone Castle's Wu Temple with a group of people. We were ambushed by cultivators and I don't know if my aunt and uncle are safe? Is my cousin Chu Hei also at Zhao Yi Mountain?"

  This is what Ling Feng cares about most. In his heart, Chu Yunxiang and his wife, as well as Chu Hei, are all close relatives.

  "Don't worry, they're all safe and sound!" The white-haired old man looked at Ling Feng and nodded, "This time we were also careless. We knew that the Black Stone City region was not peaceful, but we didn't send more people to escort you to the Witch's Palace. Fortunately, Lord Gui Lei changed his mind in time and ordered Lord Gui Lie of the Thunder Temple and Clock Elder to go and receive you, which prevented those cultivators' sinister plot!"

  He paused for a moment, then continued: "The six of us from the Soul Clan fought against those cultivators and three people died on the spot. One was your father, the leader of the Chu Shan tribe, and two were our senior masters from the Soul Clan. As for your aunt and uncle, they only suffered some minor injuries and are currently in the Black Stone City Witch Temple."

  It's said that Bai Shan Hai died, and Ling Feng's face turned gloomy. This old man was the leader of the Chu Shan tribe, and he was extremely kind-hearted. He treated Ling Feng's family well, but unexpectedly, this time he lost his life at the hands of a despicable cultivator.

  "Among those cultivators, except for one who escaped, all the others were killed by Duan Gong and Zhong Changlao, which can be considered as avenging White Leader and his men!" Seeing Ling Feng's sadness, the white-haired old man comforted him.

  "As for your cousin, Chu Hei, he has already been taken in as a disciple by Lord Lei. This child is the only one among the hundreds of years of the Savage Tribe to have awakened his bloodline and become a Four Soul Warrior. With time, he will become an unparalleled strongman like the two adults, so he will receive the full support of our Alien Alliance. He is currently following Lord Lei in the main hall for training!" The old man with white hair looked at Ling Feng and continued: "As for where you are now, it is the hidden place of our Soul Tribe's High Priest Salomon, the Submerged Dragon Valley. This will be your future training ground!"

  "Qianlong Valley? I was a Qianlong Special Police in my past life, and now I have to cultivate again in this Qianlong Valley. It seems that I still have a fate with the two words 'Qianlong'!"

  After bidding farewell to the three Soul Clan priests, Ling Feng followed behind Cui Shangshi, his mind filled with thoughts.

  His past life as an undercover agent had honed his strong will, different from ordinary people, but also brought many unbearable pains. Being reborn in this world with loved ones by his side made Ling Feng feel very fortunate. However, since leaving home, he discovered that there seemed to be a mastermind behind the scenes, leading him down a path of no return!

  This was just his premonition, and he was convinced that there would be an answer soon as to what kind of hardships he would face in the future!

  All the way forward, Master Lin led Lingfeng back to the courtyard where they had been before. Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, Master Lin stopped and smiled at Lingfeng: "This courtyard will be your place for food, shelter and cultivation from now on!"

  "One person, one courtyard, the treatment is not bad!" Ling Feng's eyes scanned and found that not far away, there were six or seven identical courtyards. In front of one of the courtyards, a little girl was standing at the door, smiling brightly at him.

  "You must be hungry too, I'll go and order some food to be prepared. You can enter by yourself. Remember, don't wander around unnecessarily, just rest well in your own room. In two days, you won't have an easy time relaxing either!"

  The Taoist priest looked quite kind and reminded Lingfeng before turning around and leaving.

  After he left, little Yaotou Yun Ning jumped over with a hop and skip.

  "Little brother, have you seen the three high priests?"

  This girl, it's unclear whether she did it on purpose or not, but her calling him "little brother" with an especially affectionate tone made Ling Feng feel quite embarrassed in his heart.

  "Yun Jie, just call me by my name from now on! Ling Feng let out a wry smile, it seemed that being called 'sister' was already set in stone."

  "Hmm!" The little girl responded with a crisp and lively tone, seemingly extremely pleased that Ling Feng called her Yun Jie.

  "Yun Jie, let's not stand here, go inside and chat!" Since he had already called her "sister", Ling Feng didn't mind calling out to her again. Moreover, he still had many questions that he hoped to get answers for from this little girl.

  Two children walked into the house together. Ling Feng, as the host, asked Yun Ning to sit down and then very enthusiastically poured her a cup of tea.

  Yun Cong seemed very satisfied with his little brother's performance, the pink face smiled more, two small dimples appeared and disappeared, tender and lovely.

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