Chapter 403: Chapter 216: Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell, He Is Jiang Feng

Beneath the stone statue.

Jiang Feng sat cross-legged.

Here in the Divine Sect Mansion, the area under the statue’s feet was a relatively safe spot; stepping beyond the statue’s range, everywhere was covered with restriction arrays.

Without the guidance of the Three-legged Body Technique Golden Light, even if Jiang Feng’s strength increased again, he still couldn’t get out.

First, he checked the changes in his status panel.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 1282272

Cultivation Technique: Yangchun Technique (Great Success)

Skills: Flame Saber (Proficient+) Wind Control (Proficient+)

Realm: Qi Condensation (Fourth Layer)

Divine Power: Immortality

After being relentlessly pursued by the Divine Sect Saintess, Jiang Feng had followed the golden light’s lead and rushed all the way into the Divine Sect Mansion, only temporarily gaining safety.

He still hadn’t shaken off the danger.

His Fortune Point hadn’t increased much these days.

Now the Saintess was waiting outside the mansion; if Jiang Feng went directly out, he’d surely die. If he wanted to survive, it depended on whether he could refine the Dragon Bone Bow.

He injected his spiritual power into the Dragon Bone Bow, discovering the bow was like a bottomless sea, capable of devouring all his spiritual power. If he wanted to refine it, he’d need more time than refining the Qinglong Cauldron.

Jiang Feng remembered how, back when he was at Second-Layer Qi Condensation, refining the Qinglong Cauldron had taken a full one hundred days. Now in this Divine Sect Mansion, he had no idea how long it would take to refine the Dragon Bone Bow.

Time flew by.

In a blink, half a month had passed.

Jiang Feng’s eyes were blank.

As a cultivator, he’d already mastered fasting and didn’t need three meals a day like an ordinary person, instead absorbing spiritual qi and converting it into his own strength.

But days without food or drink were truly unbearable.

In addition, refining the Dragon Bone Bow every day severely depleted both his spiritual power and spirit—Jiang Feng had already lost a lot of weight.

Also, restriction arrays were everywhere here, and the spiritual qi inside the Divine Sect Mansion was even thinner than outside, since the restriction arrays constantly stole the surrounding spiritual qi.

This not only slowed Jiang Feng’s progress refining the Dragon Bone Bow but also left his spirit extremely weary.

Yet with the Divine Sect Saintess glaring outside, even if he was suffering, Jiang Feng could only endure it. If he didn’t refine the Dragon Bone Bow, he didn’t dare go out.

"I’ve guarded the entrance for more than half a month now—why hasn’t he come out? Did he already die inside, swallowed by the restriction arrays?"

The Saintess, face gloomy, couldn’t help but speculate.

Worried Jiang Feng might escape, she remained by the entrance, not daring to leave even a step. Compared to Jiang Feng inside the mansion, starving and desperate, she was outside, able to snack on wild fruits and free from interference by restriction arrays.

But having to constantly guard against Jiang Feng escaping, she couldn’t relax for a moment, her spiritual sense always covering the exit.

And waiting was the most torturous thing.

She’d waited half a month in a row and still hadn’t seen a shadow emerge—Saintess was starting to believe Jiang Feng had already died inside.

"Hmph, let’s see how long you can keep hiding."

She could do nothing but sit at the entrance and continue her stalemate with Jiang Feng.

Sitting cross-legged on a huge boulder, she kept her flying sword hovering by her side—at the slightest sign of Jiang Feng, the flying sword would strike him down instantly.

In a flash, another half month passed.

Beneath the statue, Jiang Feng looked sallow and haggard, his mouth dry; if not for his immortality and Qi Condensation Fourth Layer, he might have collapsed already.

He was already used to going without food or drink.

Even if a feast appeared before him now, he wouldn’t be moved—his exhaustion came from spiritual and mental depletion.

For a whole month, he’d used all the spiritual qi he absorbed to refine the Dragon Bone Bow; yet after all this time, the refining progress had only barely advanced.

Jiang Feng felt the Dragon Bone Bow’s weight had decreased from over ten thousand catties to about nine thousand—it seemed only when the bow became weightless in his hands would it truly be fully refined.

Going at this pace—

He’d need ten months to finish refining the Dragon Bone Bow.

And his body’s endurance would be stretched to the limit.

So after thinking it through, Jiang Feng decided to refine one day and rest the next.

First let his body recover, he couldn’t stay in a state of constant exhaustion.

He had to return himself to peak condition.

This would reduce damage to his body, and ensure that if a Divine Sect expert burst in, he’d still have energy to cope.

Haste makes waste, as the saying goes.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng felt his spirit gradually unshackled. He had plenty of time—in the Divine Sect Mansion, as long as he could absorb spiritual qi, he wouldn’t starve to death.

He could hide for three or five years, let’s see what the Divine Sect Saintess could do about it. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He put down the Dragon Bone Bow and began absorbing spiritual qi, letting his body slowly recover.

Outside the mansion.

"Saintess, has he really died in there?"

Liu Chen asked.

After the Saintess had ditched him, Liu Chen, running behind, quickly lost his bearings. He remembered the Saintess’s method—catch a Great Demon and ask about Jiang Feng’s whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, he’d stirred up a hornet’s nest from the start—failed to subdue the Great Demon, and instead got chased around by three of them, forced to hide and skulk. After careful navigation, he thought of the Divine Sect Mansion, and two days ago, managed to arrive here by luck.

From the Saintess’s mouth, he learned Jiang Feng had already been inside for a month.

"Why don’t you go in and take a look?"

The Saintess said.

"Uh..."

Liu Chen stiffened.

"If you don’t dare go in, then keep watch for me outside."

The Saintess snorted coldly, then entered cultivation. With Liu Chen around, she felt much more at ease—someone was watching the exit for her, her spiritual sense could rest, and she could finally relax and spend some downtime cultivating.