Feng Jun stayed at Geng Zi Yuan for less than ten minutes before he appeared at White Pebble Beach with Yi Jue and Jing Quan.

Others noticed the presence of two more True Immortals but didn’t find it surprising—most people were already immune to his various magical abilities.

However, the True Immortal Chao Cheng, who replaced Wu Xiu in the Taixu Sect, noticed Jing Quan and directly approached him, "Greetings to Uncle Jing Quan."

"Oh, it’s Chao Cheng. How come you’re here?" Jing Quan nodded, feeling a bit surprised but quickly understanding, "Right, Wu Xiu went back... to celebrate Master Tuantuan’s Nascent Soul formation, didn’t he?"

Being from the same Taixu Sect, he naturally knew about Master Tuantuan’s Nascent Soul formation. Master Yuan also sent him an invitation, but he didn’t plan to attend, just sending a monetary gift—there are over four hundred True Immortals in the Taixu Sect, he couldn’t attend everyone’s celebration.

If the relationship was good enough or if he truly had nothing else to do, he might join in the fun, but otherwise, he wouldn’t.

The Tianqin Plane sometimes placed a great emphasis on etiquette, much more so than the Earth Realm. However, when it came to superficial social engagements, people were more dismissive—after all, among cultivators, it’s ultimately about cultivation level and strength.

He didn’t think Master Tuantuan could achieve much... even with Wu Xiu’s support, it was still the same.

True Immortal Chao Cheng, however, was quite happy. He had a good relationship with Uncle Jing Quan, "I’m helping Wu Xiu look after White Pebble Beach. Are you here for?"

"A bit of private matter," Jing Quan smiled, knowing individuals wouldn’t speak vaguely, "you go about your business, don’t mind me."

True Immortal Chao Cheng understood and left, while Feng Jun brought the two True Immortals to the big pit, "Immortal Yi Jue, could you help me conceal this area?"

The arrival of True Immortal Yi Jue itself carried an aura of immense power that repelled all evil, and her Divine Sense was extraordinarily powerful. She glanced around, "Fellow Daoists, better put away your tricks, to save us all the embarrassment."

After speaking, she raised her hand, "Moss Unseen~!"

Immediately, a large patch of dark green moss appeared around the pit, about seven or eight centimeters high, nearly resembling a grass field.

This is a unique defensive technique of the Spirit Plant Path, not only preventing trampling but also detecting any presence passing overhead, leaving relevant traces.

"Oh my," True Immortal Jing Quan grimaced, did it have to be so serious?

Feng Jun’s expression was also a bit bitter—can a guy get any privacy with this?

Forget it, Yi Jue is one of us after all! He took out the formation materials and began setting up a formation.

The formation he set up was extremely mysterious, most people couldn’t make heads or tails of it—just knowing he was setting up a formation.

True Immortal Jing Quan looked around, finding no one chasing him away, so he shamelessly watched for a while but ultimately couldn’t help it and communicated with Yi Jue using Divine Sense, "Yi Jue, what kind of formation is this?"

"It has some... indications of a Skewing Heaven Formation," Yi Jue spoke expressionlessly.

She couldn’t understand this formation either; she was calculating silently with a handful of divination sticks in her sleeve. However, even if she wanted to confront a man, she still needed the strength to do so, right? "But it seems there’s also some sealing and... destructive intent?"

This was indeed correct. Feng Jun wanted concealment, and sealing was indeed there. Once the internal organs of the Star Devouring Clan were buried, no one should think of taking them away, thus the sealing.

However, this world never lacks powerful beings, and some would definitely want to take it away, so Feng Jun also set up a self-destruct formation.

Theoretically speaking, considering Feng Jun’s ability, the self-destruct formation he set up couldn’t deter the coveting of powerful beings—in this power-respected society, as long as one had the strength to crush an opponent, all schemes were nothing but child’s play. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

But the formation Feng Jun set up wasn’t purely defensive; it had a mechanism of leveraging force against force, meaning if someone tried to seize it forcefully, the more force they used, the greater the rebound. Even if it couldn’t last in the end, achieving self-destruction was more than sufficient.

He wasn’t very familiar with this formation since it was spawned from the ideas of a Big Boss. Therefore, he spent some time deducing it himself, modifying some details, and even adding some rather strange materials, which caused the Big Boss to let out a small "huh" in surprise.

The Big Boss didn’t say much, but that little sound of surprise already indicated how unexpected it was.

Yi Jue was already long accustomed to Feng Jun’s operations; although she didn’t understand his current actions, there was no doubt this was a formation, so she recorded it silently without asking questions.

True Immortal Jing Quan understood it even less, but since True Immortal Yi Jue was much stronger than him and she was taking notes, there was certainly no harm in him doing the same... Hmm, just not sure if Feng Jun would allow this approach? Forget it, as long as I don’t look at him, it’s fine.

Feng Jun wasn’t worried about them recording all the materials and locations—it’s simply impossible, even if he agreed, the Big Boss wouldn’t agree. As for the methods, it’s quite simple, just conceal one or two crucial parts.

After spending a whole day, Feng Jun finished everything, connecting people and setting up the formation.

However, he did not rush to operate and instead picked up the walkie-talkie, "Gao Qiang, make an announcement on the broadcast to see if those who should stop cultivating have indeed stopped."

White Pebble Beach now has a broadcast system, and it’s wireless. It isn’t as effective as a True Immortal’s Divine Sense, but the key lies in that ordinary people can use it.

Immediately, Jiu Wei declared, "I can handle this task, so why trouble your subordinates?"

Feng Jun smiled, "Thank you for your kind offer, True Immortal Jiu Wei, but this is White Pebble Beach, my territory. Some things, ultimately, I need to handle myself!"

In no time, the broadcast’s voice echoed throughout White Pebble Beach. Ten minutes later, someone responded, "Friend Gao, I, Master of the Ten Directions Platform, have held my core for ten days... I need a few more days to stabilize my realm."

"Master of Suffering..." Gao Qiang couldn’t help but mutter, forgetting he was speaking into the wireless broadcast, "Isn’t this just having too many Spirit Stones? So many things could cause suffering, but your suffering... not having enough money is the real suffering. Damn, is the broadcast still on?"

"Ahem," the next moment, he cleared his throat, "Ten days of holding the core should suffice, you can move elsewhere, or stabilize your realm on the spot... but any consequences are not our concern."

Feng Jun waited, finding no one else spoke up, so he transmitted his Divine Sense, "Since there are no objections, I shall proceed. Fellow Daoists, take care."

Yi Jue knew he was about to take action and laid out a few formation bases, "Tao follows Nature... Rise!"

The formation she activated shielded the surroundings from covetous eyes without any issues. Even if someone could break through, they could only breach it; it wouldn’t escape her senses. Then, it would be their concern to settle accounts afterward.

As the formation rose, Feng Jun’s wrist flicked, releasing an object nearly two hundred zhang long...

Indeed, this was the lung of the Star Devouring Clan. The remnant body spanned over a thousand zhang, so a complete lung being nearly two hundred zhang long isn’t an exaggeration. In fact, the Star Devouring Clan’s lung proportion is higher than that of the Human Race.

Therefore, Feng Jun planned to dig a pit with a diameter of three hundred zhang; if it were too small, he worried it wouldn’t fit this lung.

Fortunately, this lung did fit. Now it’s time to consider backfilling.

Two hundred zhang deep is essentially sufficient. After placing the lung inside, there’s still sixty to seventy zhang to the surface. By adding some sand and earth on top, it won’t easily be discovered unless deliberately excavated.

Yi Jue, however, had already understood, "Is this how you intend to enhance the Spirit Mechanism of the Kunhao Realm?"

"What?" Immortal Jing Quan and True Immortal Jiu Wei were both taken aback. What did we hear—enhancing the Spirit Mechanism of the Domain? Could someone with a mortal body repair the Domain’s Spirit Mechanism?

With Feng Jun’s ability, he shouldn’t be able to do this alone, so what exactly is he placing inside now?

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded, "May I trouble True Immortal Yi Jue to help with the backfilling?"

Then he took out his mobile phone and swiped open the screen, "I need to bring over some of my people to share in the Domain Care."

After speaking, he vanished entirely. Immortal Jing Quan gazed at Yi Jue curiously, "He’s even competing for Domain Care? What did he put down there, Fairy Yi Jue?"

"You’ll find out later what he put inside," Yi Jue shook her head, sighed deeply, and began to draw soil from afar to fill in the large pit, "As for Domain Care, I’m not sure if there will be any, but I am indeed anticipating it."

True Immortal Jiu Wei, having boundless confidence in Feng Jun, immediately released his Divine Sense, "Crimson Pheonix disciples, hurry to this place, there might be opportunities to be had... Also, do not approach within five li!"

He had deduced that Yi Jue must have long known of Feng Jun’s plan. It seemed Elder Qing Ji was also aware, implying a great possibility of enhancing the Spirit Mechanism. Thus, he naturally wanted to mobilize the Crimson Pheonix disciples to seize some Domain Care.

As a Nascent Soul from the Jinwu Sect, he wasn’t closely affiliated with the Crimson Pheonix, but it’s undeniably a branch of Jinwu Sect. By helping to secure opportunities, Elder Qing Ji would only praise him when she finds out.

He was a bit worried: the five-li distance was a gesture of respect to the host, and Feng Jun shouldn’t have anything to say about it, right?

All the Crimson Pheonix disciples at White Pebble Beach knew that True Immortal Jiu Wei was a Nascent Soul visitor, generally worthy of unconditional trust, but whether to directly obey his order was up for debate.

At this critical moment, Master Xiaomeng spoke out, "All Crimson Pheonix disciples, go together, whether there are opportunities or not. Mountain Master Feng is undertaking a great task now, it’s never wrong to assist as protectors... stay beyond five li!"

Only when the Crimson Pheonix disciples began to move did True Immortal Hua Sheng follow suit, "All Qinggang Disciples, go protect Mountain Master Feng... Remember, do not step within five li!"

He held considerable admiration for Feng Jun’s abilities, knowing even True Immortal Chen Xi tried several times to invite him into the Xuanhuang simulations, yet was refused. Thus, whether this matter was true or not, with Crimson Pheonix having already acted, following suit wouldn’t be foolish.

If there truly were opportunities, acting accordingly would prove wise.

(Update complete, summon monthly tickets.)