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

"Have you heard? The Cangxuan Sect has produced a formidable figure named Lin Feng. He's already at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage after only a few months of training!"

"Not only that, he killed the Pill Hall steward in one move, and that was a veteran peak Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

Lin Feng's name quickly became widely known.

Meanwhile, inside Lin Feng's cave on Cangling Peak.

The main leader, Gu Yu; the courtesan Xue Yao; Su Shi; the twin courtesans Su Qin; Princess Wei Zhaoyi of the Great Wei Dynasty; and Lin Feng's two personal maids, Guan Xin and Xiao Tao.

The six women were waiting anxiously, each one fidgeting like ants on a hot plate.

An hour ago, they received news that Lin Feng had returned from the secret realm.

Upon hearing this, the women were both surprised and delighted, wishing they could fly to Lin Feng's side immediately.

But Lin Feng never appeared.

During the days Lin Feng was away, they had been missing him terribly.

Every night when I lie down, my mind is filled with images of Lin Feng.

Especially after Wei Zhaoan was deposed, Xiao Yuanzhen, the outer sect steward, specially sent someone to tell them not to leave Cangling Peak during this period and to stay obediently in their cave.

Xiao Yuanzhen spoke tactfully, but the meaning was clear: things were not peaceful outside, someone was watching them, and going out might be dangerous.

What can they do?

They were just a group of women with low cultivation levels, some not even having yet stepped into the threshold of cultivation. With Lin Feng gone, they felt lost and empty inside, as if they had lost their backbone.

Despite the abundance of spiritual energy on Cangling Peak, which was enviable, they still felt insecure, always feeling that someone might rush in and take them away at any moment.

They were so excited to see Lin Feng when he finally returned, thinking they would see him right away, but after waiting and waiting, half a day passed and he still hadn't shown up.

They were also afraid that something might happen to Lin Feng.

After all, there was the precedent set by Wei Zhao'an.

Wei Zhaoan was only there to collect some spirit rice when he was beaten into a cripple.

Although Lin Feng's cultivation level was high, he was still vulnerable to hidden attacks.

Inside the cave.

Gu Yu sat on the stone bench, twisting her handkerchief in her hands until her knuckles turned white.

Xueyao leaned against the wall with her eyes closed.

Su Shi and Su Qin, the two sisters, kept their heads down and neither of them spoke.

Wei Zhaoyi stood at the window, gazing longingly at the mountain road outside.

Guan Xin and Xiao Tao squatted at the door, like two kittens waiting for their owner to come home, gazing longingly in the direction outside the cave.

The air was heavy and oppressive, like the sky before a storm, making it hard to breathe.

Just then, a tall, slender figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Guan Xin was the first to see it.

Her eyes widened suddenly, her mouth opened, and then she stood up instantly.

Her voice trembled with barely suppressed joy: "Young Master! You're back?!"

Upon hearing this, all the women suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the cave entrance.

Lin Feng stood there, illuminated by the candlelight.

He wore a blue Taoist robe, had an exceptionally handsome face, and a faint smile on his lips.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in from behind him, gilding him with a golden edge, making him look like someone who had stepped out of a painting.

"Young Master!"

"Brother Feng!"

"Brother Lin Feng!"

Overjoyed, the women wept and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Gu Yu ran ahead and plunged into Lin Feng's arms, hugging his waist tightly, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.

Xueyao followed closely behind, hugging Lin Feng from the side, burying her face in his shoulder, her shoulders heaving as she sobbed.

The two sisters, Su Shi and Su Qin, clung to Lin Feng's arms, one on each side, refusing to let go.

Wei Zhaoyi stood on the outside, her eyes red and her lips trembling, unable to speak.

Guan Xin and Xiao Tao couldn't squeeze in, so they stood on tiptoe on the outside, reaching out their hands, trying to touch the hem of Lin Feng's clothes.

Six women, six faces streaked with tears.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, opened his arms, and embraced the women.

He bent down and kissed each of them on the cheek.

One does not fall.

After the kiss, Lin Feng smiled and asked, "Did you miss me?"

"Yes!" the women exclaimed in unison, their voices crisp and bright, tinged with tears but full of joy.

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, ruffled Gu Yu's hair, pinched Xue Yao's cheek, and said in a doting tone, "So good."

Guan Xin wiped away her tears and couldn't help but ask:

"Young master, are you alright?"

We heard from the mountain that you were fighting with someone in the square...

Lin Feng laughed, a relaxed laugh. "Hurt me? That's impossible."

Those few good-for-nothings aren't even worth a handful of my strength.

The women were relieved and stopped crying and started laughing.

Gu Yu wanted to ask a few more questions, but Lin Feng waved his hand, interrupting her: "Alright, enough nonsense, let's get down to business."

The moment the words "serious business" were uttered, all the women blushed.

They certainly knew what Lin Feng meant by "serious business".

Xueyao lowered her head shyly, while Su Shi and Su Qin exchanged a glance, their faces turning as red as apples.

But their eyes all sparkled with anticipation.

Without waiting for their reaction, Lin Feng put one arm around Gu Yu and the other around Xue Yao, and strode into the inner room.

The group filed in.

The stone door of the cave slowly closed, and a blue shield blocked out all sounds from the outside.

That night, the spiritual energy on Cangling Peak was even more concentrated than usual.

Time slipped by unnoticed, and before we knew it, it was already the next day.

The morning sunlight streamed through the stone windows of the cave, casting a golden hue on the ground.

Guan Xin awoke from her meditation, opened her eyes, sensed the flow of spiritual energy within her body, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

She ran up to Lin Feng, her voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement:

"Young Master, I've broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng looked up at her, his face showing little surprise, and simply nodded: "That's normal."

"My cultivation level is two realms higher than yours, and the dual cultivation technique I practice is extremely powerful. During dual cultivation, spiritual energy flows, which benefits both of us."

In addition, given your already excellent talent, breaking through to the fourth level of Qi Refining seems a bit slow to me.

Guan Xin blinked and listened attentively.

Lin Feng continued, "You have top-grade fire and wood dual spiritual roots, making you a natural talent for alchemy."

The fire elemental root allows you to precisely control the heat and has a natural sensitivity to temperature changes during alchemy.

Wood Spirit Root makes you more affinity for herbs and medicinal plants, and allows you to perceive their medicinal properties and compatibility.

"With these two factors combined, your talent in alchemy is among the best in the entire Cangxuan Sect."

Guan Xin's eyes lit up as she listened, and she nodded repeatedly, clenching her little fist as she said earnestly:

"Yes, young master, I will dedicate myself to refining pills for you from now on!"

"Whatever elixir the young master needs, I will refine it!"

Lin Feng smiled, his tone calm but with a hint of confidence: "It doesn't matter, this young master doesn't need pills."

Guan Xin looked at Lin Feng with admiration, her eyes sparkling: "Young Master is so amazing! You can break through without needing anything, and your talent is so good!"

Lin Feng shook his head. "That's not entirely true. Cultivation also requires exchanging ideas with other fellow cultivators to make progress."

"Understood, young master."

They didn't dwell on the topic any further.

He sat up straight, his expression becoming more serious: "Next, I will teach you a set of techniques. Remember them carefully."

Guan Xin immediately composed herself, knelt before Lin Feng, and said respectfully, "Yes, young master."