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

She immediately thought of the earth-shattering lightning tribulation that had come from the southeast a few days ago.

Although the fluctuations were far from the Cangxuan Sect, the commotion caused by a Nascent Soul cultivator undergoing tribulation was simply too great.

Cultivators within a radius of hundreds of miles could sense the intense fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The news couldn't be kept secret any longer; all the major sects have been discussing it these past few days.

Everyone speculated that it was another peak Golden Core cultivator who had broken through to the Nascent Soul realm.

In the past two weeks, three Golden Core Peak cultivators have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, making it seem as if the Nascent Soul Realm is worthless, putting immense pressure on all Golden Core cultivators.

"Were those thunderclouds a few days ago something you did to help someone overcome their tribulation?"

Su Mei's voice was clearly filled with shock.

"That's right, it's me." Lin Feng nodded, his tone as calm as if he were talking about what he had for lunch.

Su Mei took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.

But her slightly trembling hands betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

She paused for a moment, then asked a question whose answer she already knew:

"Young Sect Master Lin, could you please tell me who has successfully survived the Nascent Soul Tribulation?"

Lin Feng glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, and uttered three words: "Lan Ruoyin."

"It really was her."

When Su Mei uttered those four words, the calmness in her tone was forced.

She had a bad feeling when Lan Ruoyin and Lin Feng disappeared together.

After all, when Lan Ruoyin came, she said she wanted to cultivate with the sect leader.

A naked transaction.

Su Mei, who had been calm all along, tensed up the moment she heard the name "Lan Ruoyin".

A barely concealed flicker of emotion crossed her cool, clear eyes.

It was like a stone being thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

The turmoil contained shock, disappointment, and a sour taste.

Although she tried her best to hide it, who exactly is Lin Feng?

He recognized it at a glance.

Su Mei and Lan Ruoyin have been cultivating for about a hundred years, making them geniuses of the same era.

Among the cultivators of their generation, Su Mei and Lan Ruoyin were known as the "Peerless Twins."

They are all exceptionally talented and beautiful.

Su Mei takes charge of the Magnolia Palace, while Lan Ruoyin leads the Joyful Union Sect.

Both women were pillars of their respective sects and the two most dazzling female cultivators in this region.

The debate among the cultivators about who is the best between the two women has raged for decades without a resolution.

Some say Su Mei is better because she practices orthodox techniques and has a solid foundation;

Some say Lan Ruoyin is more powerful because the Hehuan Sect's techniques are unpredictable and difficult to deal with.

Privately, Su Mei and Lan Ruoyin were also secretly competing with each other, neither willing to admit defeat and both wanting to prove themselves superior.

However, their cultivation levels remained roughly equal, and no clear winner emerged.

But now, Lin Feng has broken this balance that has lasted for decades.

He helped Lan Ruoyin overcome the Tribulation of the Three Nine Heavens, enabling her to step into the Nascent Soul Realm.

The gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Golden Core stage is like an insurmountable chasm.

From now on, Lan Ruoyin will be a Nascent Soul expert, while Su Mei will still be at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

There is no comparison between the two anymore.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

Su Mei understands this better than anyone else.

What may seem like a single step could be a lifetime.

Competition among cultivators is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind.

Lan Ruoyin has already taken the lead and entered the Nascent Soul Realm. If she doesn't catch up soon, the gap will only widen.

Eventually, it became so big that it drove her to despair.

This gave Su Mei a strong sense of urgency.

Originally, she felt that agreeing to Lin Feng's terms of the deal was against her moral principles because of her apprentice, Lu Xian'er.

After all, Lu Xian'er is Lin Feng's fiancée. What would it mean if she, as his master, also followed Lin Feng?

This knot in her heart was like a fishbone stuck in her throat, preventing her from making a decision.

But now, the fishbone has begun to dissolve.

Faced with immense pressure and a sense of urgency, that moral dilemma is gradually disappearing.

Instead, there is a stubbornness and unwillingness to fall behind.

She and Lan Ruoyin had been fighting for decades, how could she be completely outmaneuvered at the most crucial moment?

Su Mei raised her head, her clear, cold eyes staring directly at Lin Feng, the hesitation in her eyes lessening compared to before.

Instead, a gradually solidifying resolve emerged.

But the news of Lan Ruoyin breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, completely disrupting her previous plans.

Lin Feng sat in a chair, holding a teacup in his hand.

He watched with amusement as Su Mei's expression changed.

He knew that the woman's defenses were about to be breached.

He put down his teacup, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked again, his voice laced with a mixture of mockery and certainty:

"What? Palace Master Su, have you made up your mind?"

Su Mei opened her mouth, the words already on the tip of her tongue...

But it was as if something was stuck in his throat, and he swallowed it back down.

Her lips moved a few times, but in the end, no sound came out.

Even though I had already made up my mind, and after thinking it over and over again,

I rehearsed what I was going to say in my mind countless times.

But when she actually faced Lin Feng, she couldn't bring herself to say those words.

So embarrassing.

Su Mei has been in charge of the Magnolia Palace for decades. She has always been decisive and efficient, and has never bowed her head to anyone.

But now, she has to say it to Lin Feng in person.

She could do the trading, but just thinking about it made her blush and feel humiliated.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, holding a teacup in his hand, watching her calmly.

He could see the inner turmoil in Su Mei's heart; her clear, cold eyes were filled with struggle.

Her fists were clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

He understood her feelings. It was indeed not easy for a high-ranking palace mistress to suddenly set aside all her pride and reserve to beg a man.

But despite his understanding, Lin Feng had no intention of offering to help her.

This is something that Su Mei herself has to say.

If we don't ruthlessly strip her of her pride and force her to relinquish her self-respect, she will never truly be obedient in the future.

Lin Feng has plenty of patience. He has the leverage and the time in his hands, so he's not in a hurry.

It's quite touching that a cold and aloof palace master personally asks for C.

Seeing that Su Mei remained silent for a long time, Lin Feng leisurely took out a white jade cup, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of spiritual tea.

The emerald green tea liquor was poured into the cup, and wisps of steam rose, filling the study with its aroma.

He pushed the teacup towards Su Mei, his tone as gentle as if he hadn't noticed anything:

"Palace Master Su, please have a cup of tea and think it over slowly."

Su Mei stared at the cup of tea, her small fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

She was also waiting, hoping that Lin Feng would take the initiative to speak.

If Lin Feng brings it up first, her guilt will lessen.

After all, it was forced upon her, not of her own free will, and she'll feel a little better about it later.

But Lin Feng remained silent, leisurely sipping his tea.

He even crossed his legs, his leisurely demeanor making Su Mei both angry and anxious.

She took a deep breath, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

The warm tea flowed down my throat, but it couldn't quell the anxiety in my heart.

She put down her cup, finally unable to hold back any longer, and blurted out in a hurried and embarrassed voice:

"Lin Feng, I agree to the deal you proposed."

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly, but feigned a puzzled expression, tilting his head to look at Su Mei with an innocent tone that made one want to punch him:

"What kind of transaction?"

Palace Master Su, you need to speak clearly. How am I supposed to know what you're talking about if you don't explain yourself clearly?

"You...you..." Su Mei's pretty face turned red with anger as she glared at Lin Feng, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.