Chapter 434: Enslaving a Refinement Void Cultivator

Once the suppression force was lifted, Su Che gently placed Lin Feng, who had been twisted into a mass unrecognizable as a human being, back into the Immortal Prison.
He had to be careful—killing him by accident would mean losing a powerful Refinement Void cultivator in a short time.
Why short time? Because even if Lin Feng’s physical body was completely destroyed, his spiritual essence could regenerate through another body, but it would take twenty to thirty years to regain his strength. Of course, this was just the norm; there might be other special methods as well.
For example, he might be able to rebuild his body in just three months and descend to the mortal world again…
Only after locking Lin Feng completely inside the Immortal Prison did Su Che sigh in relief. “It’s done. Finally, I’ve dealt with this scourge.”
Without further delay, the unconscious Lin Feng was sent to the fourth layer of the Immortal Prison’s Soul Slavery Space, where his soul began to be transformed.
At first, Su Che was worried, unsure whether the fourth layer could transform a high-level Refinement Void cultivator. After all, Lin Feng’s cultivation level was far higher—two major realms and seven minor levels above Su Che’s own. Could an ant tame an elephant?
Huhuhuhu…
Inside the fourth layer, black transformation currents spun rapidly around Lin Feng’s mangled, flesh-covered body, continuously altering his soul.
After about fifteen minutes, Lao He reported with relief, “Not bad, not bad. It’s barely possible to transform him. If he were one level higher, at the later stage of Refinement Void, our Immortal Prison would be powerless against him for now.”
“So, the Soul Slavery Space also has limits on transformation, right?” Su Che asked.
He had thought of this possibility before.
“Yes, master,” Lao He replied. “I just confirmed that cultivators whose strength is no more than six minor levels below yours can be easily transformed in the fourth layer of the Immortal Prison. But Lin Feng is already at the middle stage of Refinement Void, seven minor levels above you. Normally, he should be untransformable. However, his current level seems to be forced, like forcing growth by pulling up seedlings—his realm is unstable, which is why transformation is barely possible.”
“I see,” Su Che nodded. “Against opponents two major realms and six minor levels above me, successful transformation is indeed difficult…”

This means that everything has its limits. It’s impossible for Su Che, who is merely at the early stage of the Yuan Ying phase, to forcefully transform a Da Luo Jin Xian into a completely loyal servant—even the Immortal Prison doesn’t possess such extreme capabilities.
Today’s soul transformation was indeed extremely difficult and painstaking. Normally, transforming someone at the later stage of Yuan Ying takes only fifteen minutes, but transforming Lin Feng took a full three days before Lao He could confirm that the transformation was successful!
This had to be absolutely certain, because since it’s hard to transform a high-level cultivator at the mid-stage of Lian Xu, it also means that if he harbors ulterior motives and lacks sufficient loyalty after being sent to the first layer of the Immortal Prison, Lao He will find it very difficult to suppress him.
What would happen if he couldn’t suppress him? Lin Feng would surely turn the first layer of the Immortal Prison into chaos. It would be hard to say what price Su Che would have to pay to completely eliminate him inside the prison.
“Yes, master. I can confirm that the soul transformation has been successful—there won’t be any problems,” Lao He assured, patting his chest.
“Alright,” Su Che nodded in his mind. “Treat his injuries first, and then there are still many things I need to clarify.”
Lin Feng’s physical body was severely injured. Even with Lao He infusing him with life force and his own self-healing abilities, Su Che estimated it would take at least a month for him to recover.
Yet unexpectedly, Su Che was wrong again—and by a huge margin.
When Lao He infused Lin Feng with life force, although he was still unconscious due to brain damage, his ghost-faced heart began to beat faster and faster… with a sinister grin becoming even more apparent. It seemed as though the heart had fully come to life, greedily absorbing external life energy.
Su Che and Lao He weren’t worried about this. If the heart had an independent consciousness, it would mean it had its own soul, and it would have undergone transformation along with him in the fourth layer of the Immortal Prison.
During this time, Lao He tentatively stopped infusing it with life force, and the ghost-faced heart didn’t cause any trouble, gradually returning to its normal heartbeat.
“No problem, continue!”
With a steady flow of life force being supplied to it, it wasn’t long before Lin Feng let out a few groans and slowly regained consciousness.
“Master…”

Before Lin Feng could fully open his eyes, he called out such a title. Even though he was in the Immortal Prison and couldn’t see Su Che outside, the first thing that came to his mind upon waking was his master, Su Che…

Outside the Immortal Prison, Su Che’s expression appeared somewhat strange. To be honest, when he had enslaved people like Tai Xu to be his subordinates before, Su Che hadn’t felt much, but today, hearing Lin Feng call him “master,” he felt something special…

Su Che himself didn’t know how to describe this feeling. Perhaps it was because Lin Feng’s cultivation level was extremely high—he was a powerful cultivator at the Ling Realm’s Lianxu stage. Or maybe it was because Lin Feng had the ability to kill him, posing an enormous threat to him…

For such an opponent to instantly become his loyal subordinate—anyone would surely feel deeply moved, right?

Although Lin Feng had awakened, Su Che and Lao He thought his injuries would take at least a month to heal. Unexpectedly, they soon heard thuds… thuds… thuds… The Ghost Face Heart inside Lin Feng’s chest began to beat violently, like war drums, audible even dozens of feet away.

Click… click… click… The life energy just consumed by the Ghost Face Heart immediately transformed into a blood-red, strange energy, filling Lin Feng’s body. His bones cracked loudly, and his body, once just a mass of rotten flesh with indistinguishable limbs, quickly returned to its normal human form…

After another dozen breaths, even his skin returned to its normal state, and the stunningly handsome Lin Feng was back.

“This guy is purely a pretty boy,” Lao He sent a thought to Su Che. “He seems like he might steal the master’s spotlight. Should we make him uglier?”

Su Che laughed heartily and replied in his mind, “What does it matter to a cultivator? I have the ability to change my appearance at will. I can become whatever form I want.”

“Hehe…” Lao He chuckled and didn’t say anything more.

As the master and servant were chatting, they saw Lin Feng already standing up, seemingly completely unharmed.

“This guy has a strong self-healing ability,” Lao He exclaimed. “It seems even stronger than your own regeneration ability, master.”

“Yes,” Su Che nodded in his mind. “If I were to suffer such injuries, even with endless life force, it would take me three to five days to fully recover.”

“Without a doubt, it’s because of that Ghost Face Heart,” Lao He muttered.

“Lin Feng!”

Su Che’s voice suddenly rang in Lin Feng’s ears.

“Lin Feng pays his respects to his master.”

Bang! Lin Feng, a mighty mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator from the Spirit Realm, knelt on the ground immediately upon hearing Su Che’s voice, without any hesitation. This fully proved that the three-day soul transformation had been extremely successful.
“Get up.”
“Thank you, master.”
Su Che got straight to the point and asked in a deep voice, “Lin Feng, regarding the matters related to me, who else in the Spirit Realm is aware of them?”
“My father, Lord Lin Tian,” Lin Feng replied promptly. “As for the secrets related to you, only my father and I know about them for now. It was he who forced me to descend to the mortal world once again, aiming to snatch the treasures from you…”
Lin Feng explained in detail the reasons for his second descent. Finally, he added, “Master, need not worry. I can guarantee that your secrets will not be revealed within half a year. During this time, I can find various excuses to keep my father occupied temporarily, preventing him from suspecting anything and thus not hindering your grand migration plan.”
“Oh?”
Su Che thought to himself that dealing with smart people was hassle-free—even with his own subordinates. He then asked, “How do you plan to handle this?”
“I have a way to stay in regular contact with my father in the Spirit Realm. I’ll say that you fled Qiyuan Star long ago, but I’ve traced your whereabouts. I’ll head to other star systems and keep searching until I catch you, no matter what.”
At this point, Lin Feng smiled faintly, his eyes showing a rather strange expression. “My father loves to hear such things. The harder you work for him, even as your own son, the better.”
It was clear that despite becoming Su Che’s loyal servant, Lin Feng still harbored resentment toward his own father.
This was the brilliance of soul slavery—aside from their unwavering loyalty to Su Che, it did not affect their normal thoughts and emotions; everything else remained as before.
“Half a year should be sufficient,” Su Che thought. He then asked, “What is your father, Lord Lin Tian,’s status in the Spirit Realm? Is it possible for him to descend to the mortal world during these six months?”
“My father has reached the late stage of the Tribulation Phase. In the Spirit Realm, he governs over 180 resource planets. Those who reach the Tribulation Phase and control more than 100 resource planets can earn the title of ‘Lord’…”

Lin Feng first explained some basic knowledge about the Spirit Realm, then said, “In this Quest for the Origin Star treasure hunt, a total of thirty-five Heavenly Lords are involved. It is said that several powerful beings at the Mahayana stage are secretly controlling everything behind the scenes. In fact, everyone has their own ulterior motives and keeps a close eye on one another. No Heavenly Lord is allowed to descend to the mortal world on their own, out of fear that one of them might seize that treasure pagoda or magical artifact in advance.”
“I see…”
Hearing this, Su Che felt much more at ease. Out of curiosity, he asked, “As the son of Heavenly Lord Lin, you are able to take on the role of the Spirit Realm’s envoy. You’ve been the one in direct contact with people like Tai Xu all along, and you can even descend to the mortal world as a representative… Don’t the other thirty-four Heavenly Lords have any objections or doubts about you?”
“Of course they do.”
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. “Your master guessed correctly. There are indeed other reasons behind this.”