Innate Flesh Wings

Zhong Yue lost himself in his thirst for the prehistoric cultivation system. Right now, he appeared no different to Feng Xiaozhong, his usual composure was nowhere to be seen, only to be replaced a mania that was unbecoming of his usual character. What was left of him now was a Dao seeker.

When he was at this pace, only a certain madman could resonate with him. Only Feng Xiaozhong could research and study the cultivation of Dao with him, only he could link with Zhong Yue in a discussion of Dao. 

The cooperation between them was so perfect that even Yin Fanxuan couldn't help but get jealous of them.

Being jealous of her husband's relationship with another man was truly a bizarre feeling to her.

"The patterns are not any similar to the current cultivation system. Knowledge of the totem patterns alone won't bring us enough understanding to study it."