Pursuers Arrive!

Great Zhou Dynasty, Jizhou, outside Yong'an City, Red Maple Ridge.

The dim sky crackled with lightning and thunder, and a huddled figure appeared under a large tree.

Chu Feng leaned against a tree stump, the heavy rain pouring down. The icy water slid down his pale cheeks, soaking his thin clothes.

A cold wind mixed with icy rain swept through the forest, and the bone-chilling cold made him shiver involuntarily.

"Cough, cough..."

The shiver aggravated his injuries, and Chu Feng coughed involuntarily. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and he sighed leisurely.

"Heaven itself is against me. Just a few hours ago, the sun was blazing, and now dark clouds are pressing down, and the rain is pouring."

"However, this rain has its benefits. At least it increases the Fang family's difficulty in searching and tracking me..."

Chu Feng was originally a laborer in modern society. With the help of a truck, he transmigrated and became a small, wandering beggar in this world.

Before he could even process what was happening, he was kidnapped and sold to the Fang family as a servant, acting as a martial arts sparring partner for the Young Master Fang.

The Fang family was a top aristocratic clan in Yong'an City, possessing tens of thousands of acres of fertile land and countless shops. Thirty percent of the population of Yong'an City depended directly or indirectly on the Fang family for survival.

The people of Yong'an City universally agreed that being a family servant in the Fang family was more prestigious than being a constable.

To facilitate their sparring sessions, the Fang family even specially taught all the sparring partners basic martial arts.

Chu Feng thought it was pretty good at the time. He had food and drink, and he could learn martial arts. He was much better off than those transmigration protagonists who started in hell.

Unfortunately, he rejoiced too early. It wasn't until he arrived at the Fang family that he realized it was a complete hell!

Lost in thought, Chu Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked directly into the depths of the jungle.

A young man in black suddenly appeared, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a bamboo hat, a straw cape, and a long saber engraved with the Fang family crest at his waist.

Chu Feng spoke, "Liu Hu, I didn't expect it to be you?"

This young man, Liu Hu, was the personal attendant to the eldest young master of the Fang family.

Two years ago, the Fang family was short on servants. Chu Feng followed the household steward to recruit servants. A gambler, blinded by his losses, was selling his son on the street to fund his gambling.

Chu Feng had heard that the boss behind that gambling house also controlled all the beggars in the city.

Many pitiful little beggars with broken legs and arms were his handiwork.

If he had been pawned off to the gambling boss, Chu Feng could imagine Liu Hu's tragic fate.

Seeing the boy's pitiful state, Chu Feng advised the purchasing steward a few words and bought Liu Hu into the mansion.

Chu Feng had taught him to read and write, taught him the rules of the Fang mansion, helped him with his martial arts enlightenment, and treated him like his own younger brother.

To Chu Feng's surprise, Liu Hu had tough skin and strong bones, making him a rare martial arts genius. In just three years, he had surpassed Chu Feng and reached the late stage of Skin Polishing.

Relying on his outstanding martial arts talent, Liu Hu became the personal attendant to the eldest young master of the Fang family.

"Brother Chu, I'm here to send you on your way. If you live, the young master will be angry..."

A simple, rustic smile appeared on the young man's face, but his words were chillingly cold!

"I never thought such a small person like me would be so remembered by the Fang family's young master. It's truly a blessing for three lifetimes!" Chu Feng laughed heartily, his laughter filled with sorrow and bitterness.

A few hours ago, after finishing his chores, Chu Feng went to the Fang family's small study to read.

The small study didn't contain any martial arts manuals; it mainly housed introductory books for the Fang family's children.

Chu Feng believed he wouldn't be confined to the Fang family forever, so he liked to read in the small study in his spare time to broaden his knowledge.

Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon the Fang family's young master and the family head's newly married eighteenth concubine having an illicit affair in the secluded small study.

The Fang family's young master's good deed was interrupted. The outcome was as expected. With a casual palm strike, he sent Chu Feng to the ground, spitting blood.

If the guards hadn't heard the commotion and rushed over, with the Fang family's young master and the concubine hastily hiding with their clothes disheveled, Chu Feng feared he wouldn't have had a chance to escape the Fang family.

"Brother Chu, I don't want to kill you, but who told you to offend the young master? I can only repay your kindness in my next life."

Liu Hu feigned difficulty and slowly drew his long saber.

Although Chu Feng had treated him well in the past, it was only in the past. Now that he had offended the Fang family's young master, he had to be killed.

"So much nonsense. If you want to kill me, then kill me! As if I need you to repay my kindness?" Chu Feng sneered, directly exposing Liu Hu's hypocritical facade.

Liu Hu's smile vanished, and he said coldly, "In that case, I'll use Brother Chu's head as a stepping stone for my promotion in the Fang family!"

With that, he held his long saber, and his body instantly erupted with powerful force. He covered the fifty-meter distance in a single breath, his saber aimed directly at Chu Feng's throat.

Chu Feng leaned against the large tree, seemingly having given up all resistance, and watched the incoming saber motionlessly.

The sharp aura made his hair stand on end, and his throat felt itchy, as if it would be pierced the next moment!

"Is this trash so severely injured that he can't resist? Good, that saves me some effort..." A smug smile slowly spread across Liu Hu's lips.

Suddenly!

Chu Feng lowered his head and bent his body, dodging the sharp edge of the saber with a roll.

The lime he had been secretly clenching in his hand was suddenly thrown out with a poof!

Liu Hu hadn't expected Chu Feng to dare resist. Caught off guard, he was hit in the eyes by the scattered lime.

"Ah..."

Lime burned his eyes, causing him to howl in agony. Panicked, he retreated rapidly, wildly slashing his long saber.

Chu Feng's eyes were cold. He drew the short blade hidden at his waist and charged forward.

This was an opportunity he had painstakingly created; how could he possibly let it go?

Chu Feng seized an opening, his short blade streaking through the air like a meteor.

"Whoosh!"

The blade's light pierced Liu Hu's eye socket. With a shrill scream, Chu Feng immediately retreated at high speed, lest he be injured by the gravely wounded Liu Hu.

Liu Hu thrashed his long saber in pain. Soon, his body, like a puddle of mud, lost its support and collapsed limply to the ground.

Liu Hu was a Late Skin Polishing Realm Martial Artist, his skin as tough as oxhide. Chu Feng, heavily injured, could not fight for long, so he deliberately chose the eye, a vital spot, as his target. It was indeed a fatal blow!

Chu Feng looked at the fallen Liu Hu and said softly, "This is the last lesson I'll teach you: never underestimate any opponent, even if they are on the verge of death..."

Liu Hu lay motionless on the ground, blood staining the earth.

Chu Feng did not let his guard down. Instead, he found a stone on the ground and hurled it at Liu Hu's head from a distance!

"Chu Feng, I'll curse your ancestors!"

Liu Hu suddenly sat up from the ground, roaring at the sky. After taking two fist-sized stones to the head, he fell heavily, no longer breathing.

To be safe, Chu Feng delivered a few more blows until the flesh was mangled before stopping.

In truth, Liu Hu had already died when he fell the second time. He wasn't smashed to death; he died of sheer anger!

"Still trying to pull a fast one on me with what you just learned? Don't you know I've been a web novel reader for twenty years?"

Seeing that Liu Hu was truly dead, Chu Feng finally sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

His severe injuries, coupled with his desperate, all-out burst, had left him completely exhausted.

If Liu Hu hadn't been so careless, it would have been Chu Feng lying on the ground now.

Even ants cling to life; how could Chu Feng willingly offer his neck for slaughter?

[Ding, sensed the host's unyielding heart, the God-Tier Plundering System has been activated.]

[Killed a Late Skin Polishing Realm Martial Artist, plundered 3 years of Lifespan.]

[Plundered Special Physique, Bronze Skin Iron Bones!]