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

Lu Xian'er remained aloof, her white dress as white as snow, her face veiled, making it impossible to see her expression.

After landing, she stood steadily in the line of people from Magnolia Valley, her beautiful eyes scanning the crowd without making a sound, as if searching for someone.

"Why hasn't Liang Xiang from the Green Wood Sect come out yet?" Some people began to notice something was wrong.

"Li Fangming from my Diyuan Sect hasn't come out either. Could something have happened to him?" another voice asked with some worry.

"Impossible! They're at the peak of Qi Refining, practically invincible in this secret realm. How could something have happened to them?"

"There are Foundation Establishment level demonic beasts in the secret realm, so it's normal for things to go wrong."

"Wait a little longer, maybe it's still to come."

After waiting for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the pillar of light grew fainter and fainter, and fewer and fewer people emerged from the secret realm.

The deacon of the Green Wood Sect had a livid face. Liang Xiang had placed high hopes on him, but none of them came out.

The stewards of the Diyuan Sect were no better off.

They counted the number of people and found that none of the core disciples who were with Li Fangming had come out.

Just then, a familiar figure emerged from the pillar of light.

Lin Feng.

He was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, his long hair casually tied behind his head, and he walked out of the secret realm with a calm expression.

The moment He Yuanyue saw Lin Feng, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

He took a deep breath, his face still displaying the dignified demeanor of a sect leader, but the joy in his eyes was impossible to hide.

However, when He Yuanyue saw that Lin Feng had more than a dozen storage bags hanging from his waist, as well as a beast-taming bag, his eyelids twitched.

This kid is really good at causing trouble; isn't he just asking for trouble?

The deacons from other sects also noticed the storage bag on Lin Feng's body, and their brows furrowed.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng, who was being chased, was the last to emerge from the secret realm, and he was calm and unharmed.

With so many storage bags hanging on his body, isn't that telling others that he's done a lot of things in the secret realm?

Lin Feng walked up to He Yuanyue, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a clear voice, "Master."

He Yuanyue nodded slightly, his tone calm: "It's good that you're back."

A quick scan with his divine sense revealed that many sect leaders' gazes were lingering on Lin Feng, clearly indicating their ill intentions.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, it would be best for He Yuanyue to leave first.

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the flying boat appeared above everyone's heads. It was entirely blue, with the sect emblem of the Cangxuan Sect engraved on its hull. It shimmered with spiritual light and exuded an extraordinary aura.

"Get on the flying boat," He Yuanyue said calmly.

"Yes, Sect Leader!" the disciples of Cangxuan Sect replied in unison, and boarded the flying boat in single file.

He Yuanyue was the last to board the flying boat. Standing at the bow, he cupped his hands in greeting to the stewards of the other four factions. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire area:

"The trial is over. Cangxuan Sect will take its leave first."

After saying that, the flying boat transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the horizon.

In the group from Yulan Valley, Lu Xian'er's beautiful eyes followed the departing flying boat, her gaze falling on the blue figure at the bow. Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.

She really wanted to ask Lin Feng one question—did he get the Millennium Purple Fruit?

But she can't now.

The steward from Magnolia Valley noticed her unusual behavior and asked softly:

"Xian'er, what's wrong?"

Lu Xian'er withdrew her gaze and shook her head: "It's nothing, Martial Aunt."

She lowered her head, her fingers gently stroking the storage pouch at her waist, wondering if Lin Feng had succeeded.

The thousand-year-old purple fruit was very important to her.

On the flying boat, the disciples of the Cangxuan Sect sat in small groups, whispering among themselves.

Many people kept glancing at Lin Feng, who was standing at the bow of the ship, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

Envy, jealousy, curiosity, and a hint of inexplicable apprehension.

They heard many rumors about Lin Feng in the secret realm.

It is said that he went to the deep pool alone, that he possessed a magical artifact, and that he dared to challenge the elite disciples of the five major sects.

They all felt that Lin Feng's shining light was bound to cause trouble.

They didn't go to help either, since Lin Feng was accepted as a closed-door disciple by the sect leader as soon as he entered the sect, and was also given a spiritual weapon.

The other disciples were naturally envious and jealous, hoping that something would happen to Lin Feng. But in the end, Lin Feng was safe and sound, and the disciples from the other sects never came out again.

Furthermore, the fact that Lin Feng had so many storage bags on his body was enough to demonstrate his strength.

Although they felt a pang of jealousy, no one dared to provoke Lin Feng.

On the airship, everyone had their own thoughts and remained silent.

With the sect leader leading the team, they dared not discuss anything recklessly.

Lin Feng stood at the bow of the boat, facing the wind, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He could feel the gazes of the crowd, but he didn't care.

Whether it's jealousy or envy, it doesn't matter.

His gaze pierced through the clouds, looking at the distant mountains that were gradually shrinking in size.

This trip to the secret realm yielded far more rewards than expected. My cultivation level broke through from the Qi Refining Realm to the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, my physique also reached the mid-Foundation Establishment Realm, and I also obtained three thousand-year-old purple fruits.

A very fruitful harvest.

This doesn't even include the previous Seven-Leaf Golden Spirit Fruit, Spirit Stone Milk, and various century-old Mystic Ginseng.

Lin Feng's lips curled up slightly; he was in a good mood.

He Yuanyue stood at the front of the flying boat, his back to the disciples, gazing intently into the distance.

He didn't turn around, but he was very satisfied with Lin Feng because he saw the storage bag and beast-taming bag on Lin Feng's waist.

This is enough to show that Lin Feng fought with the disciples of the Diyuan Sect in the secret realm and even killed them.

This apprentice is quite interesting. He ventured into the secret realm alone and came out unharmed. He must be hiding his true abilities.

But everyone has their own secrets, and He Yuanyue didn't care.

He Yuanyue: "Lin Feng"

Upon hearing He Yuanyue's voice, Lin Feng respectfully asked, "Master, what are your instructions?"

"Having just emerged from the secret realm, you should stay safely within the sect for a while and try not to venture out, lest you face retaliation."

"Understood, Master."

"Hmm, it's best not to expose the storage bag to the light like that; it's easy to attract hatred."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's lips curled into a smile. It's true, he was deliberately trying to provoke hatred.

That's why he hung the storage bag and the monster bag on his waist.

Now that his goal had been achieved, Lin Feng stopped insisting.

"Yes, Master."

The flying boat glided through the clouds, heading towards the Cangxuan Sect.

Outside the Cloud Origin Secret Realm, the deacon of the Earth Origin Sect frowned deeply, his face etched with deep wrinkles as if carved by a knife.

His gaze was fixed on Lin Feng's back as he watched Lin Feng slowly board the flying boat.

He had just seen something on Lin Feng's waist that shouldn't be on a Cangxuan Sect disciple.

"Elder," a disciple from the Earth Origin Sect approached, lowering his voice, his tone clearly filled with resentment.

"Lin Feng of the Cangxuan Sect is clearly doing this on purpose."

Cangxuan Sect doesn't know how to control beasts, so where did they get a spirit beast pouch?

That was clearly a robbery of our sect. Moreover, the style of that spirit beast bag looked very familiar to me; it resembled Senior Brother Li Fangming's.

Senior Brother Li must have been ambushed by him!

Not only did they secretly harm Senior Brother Li, but they also openly hung Senior Brother Li's spirit beast pouch on their waist. This is simply a blatant humiliation of our Diyuan Sect.

The Earthly Element Sect deacon took a deep breath, his gaze dark, and slowly uttered a few words: "Why did he dare to hang it on his waist?"

"Of course he's showing off!" the disciple said through gritted teeth. "This person seems extremely arrogant!"

He must be taking advantage of the fact that his master, He Yuanyue, the sect leader of Cangxuan Sect, is present to deliberately humiliate us.