A body cultivator's technique and history (Part 1)

Bai Feng had let himself be dragged in the darkness of the hidden chambers of the inn.

His body wasn't paralyzed, nor was he unconscious, as the maid who used the poison on him thought.

Bai Feng just acted like a log. Which wasn't very hard, even though he didn't have good acting skills.

He had made his weight as low as possible so that even the maid would be able to lift and drag him around.

After Bai Feng was dragged into a dusty underground room, a sack was put on his head, and he was tied to a chair with Qi-infused rope.

5 hours passed, and Bai Feng made awakening sounds, which surprised the maid, who thought that he would be down for a longer amount of time considering the poison she used.

The maid muttered:

"Madam Feng Fei won't come this soon... Should I give him another dosage? But what if he dies before madam can get her pleasure?"

The maid fidgeted from side to side, not knowing what to do.

"I will get