Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng patted its head, his tone slightly disdainful:

"What are you afraid of? They can't catch you."

They say eagles eat sparrows, but in your case, it's the sparrows eating the eagles.

"What a disappointment."

Although the golden-feathered eagle was afraid, it still stubbornly responded to Lin Feng.

"I... am a noble eagle, not... a falcon."

Lin Feng chuckled speechlessly: "Alright, alright, Your Excellency."

"If you're scared, then leave. Don't just stand there."

As if granted a pardon, the golden-feathered eagle flapped its wings and turned to fly away.

Just as Lin Feng was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure running desperately forward at the edge of the dense forest.

The person was slender, with surging spiritual energy around them, and moved very fast, but looked extremely disheveled.

Lin Feng released his divine sense to scan the area and was somewhat surprised.

That person was actually Deer Fairy from Magnolia Valley.

Lin Feng was no stranger to Lu Xian'er.

Although they had never directly interacted before, having absorbed so many rogue cultivators, they were very familiar with the name Lu Xian'er.

She was known as the most beautiful woman in the Five Sects and had many admirers.

She was aloof and proud, always keeping to herself. Dressed in white as snow, with a veil covering her face, she always gave off an unapproachable aura.

I never expected to see her in such a disheveled state today.

I never expected this woman to be so fierce, actually provoking Yun Yuanque.

Lin Feng had no intention of meddling in other people's business and was about to tell the Golden Feathered Eagle to turn around when Lu Xian'er discovered him first.

"Is that Fellow Daoist Lin Feng from the Cangxuan Sect ahead?"

Lu Xian'er's voice came from below, urgent but still carrying a hint of coldness.

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised.

He was a hundred feet above the ground, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to detect him.

The fact that Lu Xian'er could sense his presence made Lin Feng realize that this woman was not simple.

Lin Feng remained silent, looking down at her, wanting to see what she was going to say next.

Lu Xian'er's face was pale, clearly she had reached her limit.

As she used her spiritual power to escape, she looked up in Lin Feng's direction, her voice urgent: "Fellow Daoist Lin Feng, save me!"

Lin Feng spoke calmly, his tone indifferent: "We've never met before, we're complete strangers. Why should I save you?"

Lu Xian'er bit her thin lips, a struggle flashing in her beautiful eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by her survival instinct.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I have a thousand-year-old purple fruit in my hand."

"If Fellow Daoist Lin is willing to save me, I am willing to offer myself up with both hands."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes lit up instantly.

The thousand-year-old purple fruit is a wonderful thing!

It is said that this thousand-year-old purple fruit can repair damage to the soul and even extend the lifespan of Nascent Soul cultivators.

For cultivators at the peak of the Golden Core stage, it is the most precious spiritual medicine, which can be used to refine the Nascent Soul Breaking Pill, greatly increasing the chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm.

The lifespan of a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage is approximately five to six hundred years, increasing by one hundred years for each minor breakthrough.

Of course, one can also use various elixirs to prolong life, but the limit is only about nine hundred years.

The cultivation world may seem to have long lifespans, but cultivators dare not waste any time in order to break through to the next level, and are always racing against time.

After all, cultivators pursue longevity. If Nascent Soul cultivators could live for thousands of years, the spiritual energy of this world would have been completely drained long ago.

The stronger you are, the more spiritual energy you need.

If this continues, the spiritual energy in the cultivation world will only become thinner and thinner, eventually turning it into the mortal realm.

Therefore, the rules of this world are very strict, and you will be eliminated if you don't work hard.

Elixirs that can extend lifespan are extremely rare treasures at any time.

Lin Feng said almost without hesitation, "Deal."

After saying that, he patted the golden-feathered eagle's head, signaling it to fly over and pick up the person.

The golden-feathered eagle glanced down at the disheveled woman in white on the ground, a hint of disdain and reluctance flashing in its eyes.

It's a noble golden-feathered eagle, how could it let a woman sit on it so casually?

But Lin Feng is its master, and whatever the master says goes.

The golden-feathered eagle reluctantly lowered its altitude, glided to the top of the deer fairy's head, and hovered less than ten feet above the ground.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Xian'er's beautiful eyes. She hadn't expected that Lin Feng would have a golden-feathered eagle as his mount.

The Golden Feathered Eagle is an extremely rare spirit bird, and very few can tame it. But she didn't have time to think much. With a leap, she gracefully jumped onto the Golden Feathered Eagle's back and stood steadily behind Lin Feng.

She glanced back at the dense flock of Yunyuan sparrows surging towards her like a tidal wave, darkening the sky and rolling like a giant black dragon.

The group closest to her was less than a hundred feet away.

Lu Xian'er let out a long sigh of relief, her chest heaving violently.

Before she could even catch her breath, Lin Feng spoke calmly, his tone as indifferent as if he were remarking on the pleasant weather: "Where's the Thousand-Year Purple Fruit?"

Lu Xian'er's eyes darted around, and she stammered, "Um... Fellow Daoist Lin, I haven't received it yet."

These Cloud Origin Sparrows... are amazing.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly: "I don't believe it."

Lu Xian'er became anxious: "Every word I said is true!"

There are three of those thousand-year-old purple fruits in the old nest of the Cloud Source Sparrow.

I intended to sneak in while the Cloud Source Sparrow was out foraging for food, but I didn't expect to be discovered by that peak Foundation Establishment Sparrow King.

I escaped with all my might...

Lin Feng remained unmoved: "How can you expect me to believe you?"

Lu Xian'er took a deep breath, looked directly at Lin Feng with her beautiful eyes, and said, word by word, "Fellow Daoist Lin, how can you possibly believe me?"

Lin Feng raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a meaningful smile: "Let me search."

Lu Xian'er's face instantly turned ugly, a hint of anger flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her face turned red and white in turns.

She was a proud person, and no one had ever dared to say such things to her since she was a child.

But she gritted her teeth and held back.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

She casually untied the storage bag from her waist and tossed it to Lin Feng, her tone turning colder: "Fellow Daoist Lin, please take a look."

Lin Feng took the storage bag, probed it with his divine sense, and searched it carefully.

Inside were some elixirs, pills, talismans, spirit stones, and several magical artifacts.

But there is indeed no trace of the thousand-year-old purple fruit.

Suddenly, Lin Feng noticed a gray box in the corner and immediately took it out.

Upon opening, a purple fruit the size of an egg came into view.

Lin Feng chuckled and clicked his tongue twice: "Lu Xian'er, I didn't expect you could lie."

He then stored the thousand-year-old purple fruit in his spatial storage, tossed the storage bag back to her, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "People's hearts have really changed. I risked my life to save you, and you actually lied to me. It's truly disheartening."