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However, after his initial excitement, his brows furrowed again. It was a good thing that his spiritual force had improved.

However, the difference between his cultivation level and Spiritual Qi was too great. There was a difference of three whole realms and his physical body was also three whole realms. This made him feel as if he was unable to make up for it.

If this continued, his body would truly become a nourishment for the growth of his spirit body, breaking the balance.

It seemed that he could no longer suppress his Spiritual Qi cultivation. His foundation was already very solid. He believed that in this world, it would be difficult to find a few more people who could start to clear up the first barrier and become a Martial Master.

"I'll call the shots!" "What a pervert, are you still letting this young master live?"

Although Ling'Er was somewhat shocked after receiving Ling Yun's confirmation, she knew that Ling Yun's condition was that of the reincarnation of a Martial Saint. There was not much disbelief. However, after a moment of silence, Qin Feng spoke gloomily.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Lingyun stared at him, and then he asked. This was the question he was most concerned about after regaining consciousness.

Qin Feng stretched out his hands and bent two of his fingers.

"Eight days!" Ling Yun immediately heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that it was indeed a dream.

"Tsk tsk." Qin Feng suddenly laughed mischievously. No matter how he looked at it, it looked obscene. "Do you not feel hungry?"

Lingyun was stunned, and nodded, what's so strange about that?

Then, he came back to his senses. This was indeed very strange, as he was a Body Cultivator, he could not eat until he reached Rank seven. He had to eat a lot of food every day, so why was he not hungry this time?

Thinking about this, Lingyun looked at the two of them with suspicion. Did they give him some kind of Fasting Pill?!

"Bro, you sure are lucky!" "That's Miss Ling'er feeding him one mouthful at a time …" Qin Feng chuckled on the side with a perverted smile on his face.

"Scram!"

Before Qin Feng could finish his sentence, Ling Er's angry shout was heard. Immediately, she flew out with bared fangs and brandished claws, knocking down quite a number of the wooden shelves.

Seeing Ling Yun looking over, Ling'er's face became completely pink, to the point where her ears and neck were red. She lowered her head.

Ling Yun also rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He naturally knew how to feed a unconscious person …

"We've stayed long enough, let's quickly take the treasures away." Ling'er's face was completely red as she whispered.

In the depths of the ruins of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple, on top of a tall and imposing mountain peak, stood a nine-storey pavilion, looking just like a tower.

This pavilion was covered in dense spirit inscriptions. It was originally a powerful saint artifact, but it was also enveloped by several powerful spirit formations.

It hadn't been destroyed in the world-destroying battle. It had been ten thousand years, but it had been as it had been before, filled with the vicissitudes of time.

The air was distorted as three figures strangely appeared in front of the pavilion and solemnly bowed.

BOOM!

With a loud bang, the pavilion collapsed and turned into specks of light, dissipating into the air, leaving behind only a wide foundation.

Now that the Wan Shou Temple's inheritance was in place, he could leave without having to worry about anything else.

After a long while, a soft sigh came from the side, "Let's go! Its mission has been accomplished, let's go! "

These three people were Ling Yun, Ling'er and Qin Feng.

After collecting all the treasures in the Alchemy Hall, they strolled around the other areas before finally arriving at the important Ten Thousand Beast Hall — the Book Collection Vault.

After taking out his medallion, he managed to obtain the inheritance of the WanShou Temple without any mishaps.