Are You a Pig?

After Xue Qiang left, Feng Fan took a shower and changed into fresh clothes. His old outfit was too damaged to be of any use, so he handed it over to a menial disciple to dispose of.

Another set of clothes would be provided to him later that day.

'Alright, time to figure out my next steps. Let's start with this,' Feng Fan thought as he retrieved the Suppression Relic from his space ring.

Feng Fan tried infusing spiritual qi into the artifact, but nothing happened.

Not giving up, he circulated his breathing technique in line with the Heavens Suppression Arts. This time, there was a response.

A torrent of information surged into his mind. Feng Fan quickly recognized it—it was the Heavens Suppression Arts manual. However, unlike the version he had studied, this one was far more complete.

Though much of it was still beyond his comprehension, the knowledge was firmly imprinted in his mind.