Dual Cultivation Sect

"All of you please wait in my chambers, I wish to discuss something with Miss Nan here." Feng told all of his female disciples.

"Yes, Master Feng!" kowtowing while blushing, all of the female disciples started to head towards Feng's chambers to await their cultivation sessions.

"Miss Nan, please follow me, I wish to speak to you privately." said Feng as he led Nan towards a hidden room.

"I have raised you very well in my sect, isn't that right?" Feng asked Nan as he paused his movements.

"Yes, Master Feng has been very kind towards me and has helped open up my horizons to this world of cultivation." replied Nan.

"It also seems that Miss Nan, has also been raised very well by the Ninth Heaven Sect." with his eyes glowing with rage, Feng slapped Nan extremely hard. The force of this slap sent Nan flying into the dark room, coughing blood and terrified.

"M-Master... I-I-I" trying to stand up, Nan could feel herself struggling to even speak.

"Silence!" Feng shouted as he used a basic fire technique to light up the torches in the room. Now with the room itself, lit up, Nan looked around and felt her soul tremble.

Around her was a basement layout of sorts with many different items on a table. Behind her were soul suppressant shackles that torturers would use to suppress the strength of their victims.

"Are you ready to experience what spies go through once caught within my sect?" Feng asked calmly as he awaited Nan's answer. Seeing Nan unable to speak, gave Feng an unbelievable feeling coursing through his veins.

"Such power, and such control. I wonder the type of fun I could begin having once I conquer this entire world?" thought Feng as he took a step towards Nan. Seeing his sudden movement towards her, Nan quickly stumbled backwards towards the wall behind her.

Before Nan could even let out a simple cry, Feng dashed towards Nan at full speed and knocked her out. He used the shackles to told Nan slightly off the ground and started to scan the items on the table.

After choosing which items he would use during this session, Feng began to meditate like a peaceful monk within this room. He wanted Nan to wake up and struggle like an ant going against a powerful lion. The thought of this, made Feng become hungry, not for food, rather, for this type of darkness.

Feng was now a powerful Patriarch that was able to go up against his enemies with ease. Though, he wanted to use his high cultivation for the goodness of others, he longed for strength so that he can roam free within this universe and experience the different joys of life itself.