Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Everyone responded and then rushed to the second floor, afraid that if they were late, someone else would take it.

Only Lin Feng followed leisurely behind.

The second floor is small, with only twenty innate cultivation techniques neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

"Qingyuan Sword Technique", "Hunyuan Skill", "Liuyun Step", "Liehuo Saber Technique", "Xuanbing Palm"... the names are quite intimidating.

Everyone eagerly flipped through the pages, choosing their favorite secret manual.

Wu Jian picked up a sword manual, Wu Changning chose an internal energy cultivation manual, while Gao Yaolin stared intently at a manual of internal energy cultivation techniques.

Lin Feng didn't rush to choose.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he took out his phone from his spatial storage, hid it in his sleeve, turned on the video recording mode, and started recording each book one by one, beginning with the first one.

Although there aren't many martial arts techniques, they are quite diverse, including internal energy cultivation methods, sword and saber techniques, and lightness skills, each with its own strengths.

Lin Feng remained calm and collected all twenty books.

After finishing recording, he casually picked up a copy of "Qingyuan Sword Manual" and went downstairs.

The first floor contains more advanced cultivation techniques, numbering over a hundred.

Lin Feng opened the recording again and watched it from beginning to end.

After he finished recording, Wu Jian, Wu Changning, and others came downstairs one after another.

They saw Lin Feng still wandering around the Acquired Cultivation Techniques area, and their eyes revealed disdain.

Is this person out of their mind?

Why not study innate cultivation methods instead of acquired ones?

They wished they could memorize all the innate cultivation techniques, and there wasn't enough time for them. But this person was wasting his time here.

Lin Feng felt their gazes but didn't care.

Instead, he walked out of the storeroom with a yellowed manual in his hand.

The butler took the manual from Lin Feng, examined it carefully from top to bottom, and then searched him to confirm it was correct before nodding.

"No problem, you can leave now."

As for the pills and silver, they will be distributed after the banquet tomorrow.

Lin Feng bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Just as I stepped out of the governor's mansion, a voice called out from behind me.

"Brother Lin, wait a minute!"

Lin Feng turned around and saw that the person who came was Gao Yaolin, who was ranked third.

The man, dressed in a lake-blue brocade robe, with a smile on his face, caught up with light steps.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Brother Gao, is there something you need?"

Gao Yaolin walked up to Lin Feng with a smile and reached out to put his hand on Lin Feng's shoulder.

Lin Feng stepped aside, pushed his arm away, and said in a calm tone, "Brother Gao, get to the point, stop flirting."

Gao Yaolin's hand hovered in mid-air, he paused for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, not annoyed, and withdrew his hand, saying:

"Brother Lin, please don't be offended. I'm just a naturally outgoing person; I'm friendly with everyone."

He moved closer to Lin Feng and lowered his voice: "Brother Lin, can we talk about something?"

You copy the secret manual you chose for me, and I'll copy the secret manual I chose for you. That way, we both benefit.

"Isn't it more cost-effective to alternate between the two manuals?"

Lin Feng glanced at him, expressionless: "Not interested."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Gao Yaolin panicked and quickly chased after him to stop him: "Hey, hey, Brother Lin, don't be in such a hurry to leave! How about this, I'll treat you tonight, let's go to Zuixiang Pavilion and have some fun."

I've heard that the twin courtesans there are absolutely stunning; so many people would kill to even see them.

Shall we go check it out?

Lin Feng paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Brother Gao, your information is outdated."

The twins caught a cold and haven't been at Zuixiang Pavilion for a long time.

Gao Yaolin was taken aback: "Really? I really didn't know that... But it's okay, there are other girls if not them."

"With a pavilion as large as Drunken Fragrance Pavilion, how could it lack beauties?"

Lin Feng waved his hand: "How can a martial artist be fond of women?"

I'm really not interested in women.

He paused, looked at Gao Yaolin's slightly disappointed face, and suddenly said, "However, if you really want to change the manual, it's not impossible."

Exchange it for something else.

Gao Yaolin's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Brother Lin, what do you want? Just tell me!"

He really didn't know what Lin Feng wanted.

Once you reach the Innate Realm, you will certainly not lack money.

I just invited him to a brothel, but he showed little interest.

Gao Yaolin wondered to himself, what exactly does this person like?

Lin Feng smiled, his gaze falling on the sword at his waist.

"Since I started out, I haven't really had a decent sword."

Gao Yaolin was taken aback and subconsciously looked down at his sword.

It was a longsword made of green steel, with a shiny black scabbard and a piece of green jade inlaid at the hilt, which looked quite valuable.

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, unfastened his sword, and handed it over with both hands.

"It's just a sword, Brother Lin, if you like it, feel free to take it!"

Even so, the flesh on his cheek twitched involuntarily.

He bought this sword from the sword-making pavilion at a high price. It was extremely sharp, and its internal energy flowed very smoothly. It was also incredibly tough.

With it, combat effectiveness can increase by at least 30% to 40%.

He was heartbroken for days when he bought it.

But then I thought, a sword is ultimately an inanimate object, how can it compare to a real martial arts technique?

A martial arts technique can be passed down and practiced for a lifetime, but even the best sword is just a tool.

He can do the math.

Lin Feng took the sword and slowly drew it out.

The moment the sword was drawn, a cold light rushed out, sharp and piercing.

The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, with faint cloud patterns flowing across it; it was clearly a superior product.

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, sheathed the sword, but then looked at Gao Yaolin with some doubt.

"Brother Gao, actually I'm quite curious."

Why did you specifically ask me to exchange the cheat codes?

Wu Jian and Wu Changning, don't they also have secret manuals?

Perhaps we wouldn't even have to pay such a high price.

Gao Yaolin smiled upon hearing this, a smile that was completely at ease.

"To be honest, Brother Lin, I just feel that you are to my liking."

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

Gao Yaolin continued, "Look, you should admit defeat when you should admit defeat, and back down when you should back down. You're not stubborn at all."

You don't care about those empty titles, like being number one or number two.

What you care about are practical benefits and tangible advantages.

I like this kind of person.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's why I immediately thought of Brother Lin."

Once I get your secret manual, I can use it to trade for someone else's. Two manuals for one, it'll be a piece of cake.

People like Wu Jian and Wu Changning are too aloof to bother with me.

But you're different; you're a genuine person.

After listening, Lin Feng clicked his tongue twice.

"You certainly know how to do business."

He took out the book "Qingyuan Sword Manual" that he had chosen from his pocket and casually tossed it to Gao Yaolin.

"Alright, here you go with the manual."

Gao Yaolin caught the manual and paused for a moment, then asked, "Brother Lin, aren't you going to go back and make a copy?"

Lin Feng waved his hand and turned to leave.

"I'm too lazy to copy it, could you please copy one for me, Brother Gao?"

His voice drifted over, but he had already walked quite a distance.

Gao Yaolin stood there, watching Lin Feng's dashing departing figure, and couldn't help but smile.

"interesting."

This person is truly generous.

They didn't even bother to copy it; they just gave him the original book and weren't worried that he would take it and run away.

He shook his head, but his appreciation for Lin Feng grew stronger; this was a different perspective altogether.

Next, Gao Yaolin began to implement his plan.