Summer morning.
After his morning practice, Lu Changfeng went to the teahouse early.
Lu Changfeng naturally sought his next 'target' upon arriving at the teahouse.
The Exotic Beast Meat had been exhausted for a long time.
After advancing to the Blood Tempering Fourth Level, with Lu Changfeng's Grade A Upper Bone Structure, the Exotic Beast Meat required if he cultivated without holding back reached a terrifying degree.
Each month's consumption had to be calculated in thousands of silver coins.
Continuing to purchase high-priced Exotic Beast Meat monopolized by the aristocratic families required an astronomical sum of silver money.
Lu Changfeng had relied entirely on his super talent for cultivation these past few days, and the Exotic Beast Meat provided by his master was better than nothing.
Even though he lacked Exotic Beast Meat.
With Lu Changfeng's bone structure.
His cultivation speed was still much faster than ordinary people, and the downside was his astonishing daily appetite after cultivation.
Lu Changfeng ordered fifteen portions of pastries under the waiter's unfazed gaze, then sat in a central seat, leisurely drinking tea and eating pastries.
During the teahouse's busiest hours.
Lu Changfeng heard quite a bit of word-of-mouth news.
Unfortunately, he did not obtain the news he wanted.
After experiencing the Golden Lion Gang Annihilation incident, the small gangs in the outer city had reined themselves in a lot.
Moreover, nowadays, most gang forces in the outer city had sensibly found backers.
They either actively defected to inner city forces, or simply became vassals of the Mang Gang.
All in all, these were not things Lu Changfeng could easily and worry-free deal with.
I wonder where one can obtain this Exotic Beast Meat Cultivation Method?
If there is an Exotic Beast Meat Cultivation Method, the consumed silver taels can be reduced by at least half or even more.
Carrying a slightly disappointed mood, Lu Changfeng returned to the martial arts hall.
He temporarily had no way to make silver.
His Grade A Upper Bone Structure was presumably also the highest in Fengcheng, so there was nowhere to copy a better bone structure.
Lu Changfeng prepared to switch to another enhancement route.
[Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra] was a Blood Tempering Cultivation Technique that combined palm techniques, fist techniques, and external skills.
Trying to improve his talents in palm techniques, fist techniques, and external skills should enable him to elevate the realm of [Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra].
The realm advancement of Blood Tempering Cultivation Techniques could likewise increase cultivation speed.
Moreover, Lu Changfeng possessed the Copy Talent, so he originally intended to become an all-around martial artist, ultimately evolving into an ultimate martial artist who was an arsenal everywhere from head to toe.
The replication interval is still more than forty days away.
The replication interface updates every forty-nine days. I've used three replication opportunities this year, leaving four. If I can't find a better target, I'll go copy Master's Palm Technique Talent a few more times.
If there is a better talent, I will make other plans.
Thus, the locations of Lu Changfeng's daily strolls changed, shifting from the teahouse to the streets and alleys of the outside world, intending to find targets he could copy among commoners.
The probability of martial arts talent existing among commoners was truly too low.
However, they couldn't withstand the sheer numbers.
This day.
Afternoon.
After completing his cultivation within the martial arts hall, Lu Changfeng was strolling as usual within an alleyway.
He heard that two gangs had entered this alleyway to contend for territory.
A brawl would break out from time to time.
Lu Changfeng thought to himself that among these gang members, a few fellows with talents might just appear.
Just as he was thinking this, two gangs of gang members holding sabers and swords suddenly surged from both sides of the previously peaceful street.
Passersby and vagrants saw that the situation was bad and fled rapidly.
Those who ran slowly were directly slashed a few times offhand by the gang members, suffering unprovoked disaster.
Lu Changfeng's tall and sturdy body vaulted onto the roof of a street-side building with extremely agile postures.
He watched from the roof.
These two factions fought upon meeting, rapidly initiating a gang turf war.
To Lu Changfeng, the fighting of these low-level gang members was extremely clumsy.
Only a tiny fraction of people showed traces of martial arts.
The physical strength, speed, and explosive power were also extremely weak in the eyes of Lu Changfeng, who was at the Blood Tempering Fourth Level.
"Hmm?"
Lu Changfeng checked these people's bone structures and talents.
Most of them were Grade C, D, E, and the two minor bosses were Grade B Low, but unfortunately, it was obvious they hadn't cultivated very well, being in their twenties or thirties and only at the Blood Tempering First Level.
However, he truly saw what Lu Changfeng wanted on one short fellow.
Name: ??? (Gang Member)
Bone Structure: Grade B Low
Talent: Mid-grade Talent [Fist Technique]
A living, breathing mid-grade talent!
Furthermore, it was a fist-technique-type talent favorable to the cultivation of [Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra]!
This short fellow was extremely fierce, standing roughly one meter six tall with dark skin.
At first, he held a club, but he found it quite awkward to use and was beaten back step by step by others, which was why Lu Changfeng didn't pay attention to him right away.
When this short fellow's club was knocked flying and he almost took a saber slash, this brat erupted.
With the mid-grade [Fist Technique] talent, even if he had never systematically learned fist techniques, he was still like a fish in water amidst the gang melee, knocking down members of the opposing gang with one punch per person.
Unfortunately, having too strong a talent was useless without a bone structure, not to mention he had never practiced fist techniques.
Soon, the Blood Tempering Realm minor boss of the faction to which the short fellow belonged was defeated by the opposing Blood Tempering Realm minor boss, stabbed straight through the heart with a saber, and rapidly lost his aura of life.
"Kill them all for me!"
That gang minor boss gave an order, lifting his saber to slaughter towards the short fellow, the opposing gang member who had displayed such outstanding performance.
The short fellow shuddered all over. He was an unrated martial artist who hadn't even touched the threshold of the Blood Tempering First Level, so he naturally knew he was no match for that minor boss and turned to run!
Yet how could he outrun him?
Watching as he was about to be slashed to death from behind.
A figure dropped down from the eaves, grabbed the short fellow's body, and leaped back up to the roof with him, displaying extremely superb lightness skill.
"You fucking dare interfere with the Green Snake Gang's business?" The minor boss below spoke in exasperation.
The minor boss suddenly clearly saw the martial arts hall clothing on Lu Changfeng's body, his expression shifted, and without waiting for Lu Changfeng to reply, he hoisted his saber and went to hack down the short fellow's other gang comrades.
"Consider you sensible," Lu Changfeng said lightly.
He looked toward the short fellow beside him, seeing that he was still shivering all over, his emotions not yet calmed down.
Just then, the minor boss's horse-chopping saber was a mere two centimeters away from splitting open his skull.
The short fellow had truly walked a circle on the brink of life and death.
The slaughter below gradually drew to a close; as the minor boss on the short fellow's side was killed, the outcome of this gang fight was sealed.
The short fellow's side lost, losing miserably, with severed limbs and broken legs filling the street.
The ownership of this street also fell into the hands of the Green Snake Gang.
Struggles between gangs were always like this.
They would not mobilize full force, deciding the victor with only a portion of their strength.
If they lost, they would just win it back the next time they contended for territory.
A gang could start over after losing once, but ordinary gang members like the short fellow and the others meant that losing implied there was a very high probability of getting injured, or even losing their lives and everything.
"What's your name? Which gang are you from?" Lu Changfeng spoke up.
The short fellow looked up at the tall young man who had saved him and replied with rustic honesty: "My name is Black Ox, from the Black Tiger Gang."
"So dark-skinned, you used to farm before, right?"
Black Ox nodded: "The squire took my fields away. With no fields to farm, I could only enter the city to join a gang and scrape together a living."
"Stop farming, and there's nothing good about mixing with gangs either. Follow me from now on," Lu Changfeng stated.
A mid-grade talent had to be replicated four times to merge into an upper-grade one, and Lu Changfeng intended to keep Black Ox by his side for the rest of the year.
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