Stop Farming, Follow Me

Summer morning.

After morning practice, Lu Changfeng went to the teahouse early.

Lu Changfeng came to the teahouse naturally looking for his next 'target'.

The exotic beast meat had been depleted for a long time.

After entering the Blood Tempering Fourth Level, with Lu Changfeng's Grade A Upper Bone Structure, if he cultivated without restraint, the required exotic beast meat reached a terrifying level.

The monthly consumption was calculated in thousands of taels of silver.

Continuing to buy the high-priced exotic beast meat monopolized by the noble families, the required silver was simply an astronomical sum.

Lu Changfeng had been cultivating relying on his own Super Talent these days, and the exotic beast meat provided by his Master was negligible.

Although there was no exotic beast meat.

With Lu Changfeng's bone structure.

His cultivation speed was still much faster than ordinary people, the drawback being his astonishing daily appetite after cultivation.

Under the shop assistant's unsurprised gaze, Lu Changfeng ordered fifteen portions of dim sum and sat in a central position, leisurely sipping tea and eating dim sum.

During the busiest time in the teahouse.

Lu Changfeng heard a lot of hearsay news.

Unfortunately, he did not get the news he wanted.

After the Golden Lion Gang Annihilation incident, the small gangs in the Outer City had become much more restrained.

Moreover, most of the gang forces in the Outer City were now sensible enough to find patrons.

Either they actively joined forces with Inner City powers, or they simply became vassals of the Mang Gang.

In short, they were not something Lu Changfeng could easily deal with without worries.

"Where can I get the Exotic Beast Meat Cultivation Method?"

"If I had the Exotic Beast Meat Cultivation Method, the silver consumed could be halved or even more."

With a slightly disappointed mood, Lu Changfeng returned to the martial arts hall.

He couldn't get silver for the time being.

His Grade A Upper Bone Structure was probably the highest in Fengcheng, and there was no place to replicate better bone structures.

Lu Changfeng decided to change his enhancement route.

[Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra] is a Blood Tempering Cultivation Technique that combines palm techniques, fist techniques, and External Skills.

By trying to improve the talents for palm techniques, fist techniques, and External Skills, one should be able to improve the realm of [Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra].

Improving the realm of a Blood Tempering Cultivation Technique can also increase the cultivation speed.

Moreover, with Lu Changfeng's Copy Talent, he originally intended to become an All-around Martial Artist, eventually evolving into an ultimate martial artist whose entire body is a weapon arsenal.

"The replication interval is still more than forty days."

"The Copy Interface updates once every forty-nine days. I've used three replication opportunities this year, with four remaining. If I can't find a better target, I'll just replicate Master's Palm Technique Talent a few more times."

"If there's a better talent, I'll make other plans."

Thus, Lu Changfeng's daily wandering spots changed from teahouses to the streets and alleys of the outside world, intending to find targets to copy among the common people.

The probability of martial arts talent existing among common people is extremely low.

But they make up for it in sheer numbers.

One day.

Afternoon.

After finishing his training at the martial arts school, Lu Changfeng was wandering in a street alley as usual.

It was rumored that two gangs had entered this street alley to fight over territory.

Fights would break out from time to time.

Lu Changfeng thought that perhaps some talented individuals might appear among these gang members.

As he was thinking, two groups of people, armed with swords and sabers, suddenly surged from both sides of the previously peaceful street.

Pedestrians and Vagrants quickly fled when they saw the danger.

Those who were too slow were casually cut a few times by the gang members, suffering undeserved harm.

Lu Changfeng's tall frame agilely leaped onto the roof of a building by the street.

He watched from the rooftop.

The two groups immediately started fighting upon seeing each other, quickly initiating a Gang Brawl.

The fighting of these low-level gang members appeared extremely clumsy in Lu Changfeng's eyes.

Only a small number of people showed any trace of martial arts.

In the eyes of Lu Changfeng, who was at the Blood Tempering Fourth Level, their physical strength and explosive speed were also extremely weak.

"Hmm?"

Lu Changfeng examined the bone structure and talent of these people.

Most were Grade C, D, E. The two minor leaders were Grade B Low. It was a pity they clearly hadn't cultivated well, being only Blood Tempering First Level in their twenties or thirties.

However, in one shorty, Lu Changfeng truly saw what he wanted.

Name: ??? (Gang Member)

Bone Structure: Grade C Low

Talent: Mid-grade Talent [Fist Technique]

A living, breathing Mid-grade Talent!

And it was a fist technique talent beneficial for cultivating [Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra]!

This shorty was extremely fierce, about 1.6 meters tall, with dark skin.

Initially, he held a staff, which he used quite awkwardly. He was beaten back repeatedly, so Lu Changfeng didn't pay attention to him immediately.

Only after the shorty's staff was knocked away and he was almost cut did this kid erupt.

With the Mid-grade Talent [Fist Technique], even without systematic training in fist techniques, he was like a fish in water during the gang brawl, taking down enemy gang members one punch at a time.

Unfortunately, talent was too strong, but without bone structure, it was useless. Moreover, he hadn't even practiced fist techniques.

Soon, the minor leader of the shorty's gang, who was in the Blood Tempering Realm, was defeated by an enemy minor leader in the Blood Tempering Realm. He was stabbed through the heart and quickly lost his life.

"Kill them all for me!"

The gang minor leader gave an order and charged towards the shorty, an outstanding enemy gang member, with his saber.

The shorty shivered all over. He was an insignificant Martial Artist, not even having touched the threshold of Blood Tempering First Level. Naturally, he knew he was no match for the minor leader and turned to run!

But where could he run?

Just as he was about to be killed by a saber strike from behind, a figure descended from the eaves. He grabbed the shorty's body and leaped back onto the rooftop, displaying extremely high-level Qinggong.

"You damn bastard, dare to interfere with the Green Snake Gang's business?" the minor leader shouted furiously from below.

The minor leader suddenly saw the martial arts school uniform on Lu Changfeng and his expression changed. Without waiting for Lu Changfeng to reply, he turned his saber to attack the shorty's other gangmates.

"You're sensible," Lu Changfeng said lightly.

He looked at the shorty beside him. The latter was still trembling all over, his emotions not yet calmed.

Just now, the squad leader's saber was only two centimeters away from splitting his head open.

Shorty had truly walked the line between life and death.

The fight below was gradually coming to an end. With the squad leader on Shorty's side being killed, the outcome of this gang battle was sealed.

Shorty's side lost, and they lost miserably, with severed limbs and broken legs littering the street.

The ownership of this street also fell into the hands of the Green Snake Gang.

This was how gang disputes were.

They wouldn't use their full strength, only a portion to decide the victor.

If they lost, they could win it back next time they fought for territory.

A gang could lose once and start over, but for ordinary gang members like Shorty, losing meant a high probability of getting injured, even losing their lives and everything they had.

"What's your name? Which gang are you from?" Lu Changfeng asked.

Shorty looked up at the tall young man beside him who had saved him and replied honestly, "My name is Black Ox, from the Black Tiger Gang."

"Your skin is so dark, were you a farmer before?"

Black Ox nodded. "My land was taken by the landlord. With no land to farm, I had to come to the city to join a gang and make a living."

"Stop farming. Gangs aren't that great to be in either. Follow me from now on," Lu Changfeng said.

Mid-grade Talent needed to be copied four times to merge into High-grade. Lu Changfeng planned to keep Black Ox by his side within this year.