Beast Skin

"What a terrifying old bastard. Luckily, I got away quickly enough, or things would have gotten seriously troublesome."

After fleeing the Fang family at full speed, Chu Feng gasped for breath.

His skin was bright red, and wisps of white vapor rose from his body.

On closer inspection, red sweat flowed from the pores on Chu Feng's skin.

This was the symptom of his body's blood vessels rupturing under extreme pressure after he forced his physical strength to erupt, causing his flesh and skin to swell.

[Killed an Early Tendon Transformation martial artist. Plundered 10 years of lifespan!]

[Remaining lifespan: 162 years!]

Hearing the system notification, Chu Feng finally relaxed. That brat Fang Jian Xing had died after all!

His sacrifice had not been in vain. He had squeezed out his body's potential to deliver that thunderous strike.

It was a pity he could not defeat that Bone Forging Realm old bastard. Otherwise, everything would have been perfect.

Chu Feng stroked the Mò Dāo and discovered a depression the size of a dragon's eye on its blade. It had probably been caused by Fang Hanshan's flying leaf just now.

"Bone Forging Realm martial artists really are pretty strong. I'll let that old bastard live a few more days."

Chu Feng flew swiftly onward, then suddenly spotted Lin Da Niu sneakily peering toward the Fang family from within an alley.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Feng asked as he leaped over.

"Chu Feng, you're still alive?" Lin Qiao Er blurted out instinctively.

From the very beginning, she had not believed Chu Feng could return alive.

After reaching the area near the Fang family, she had been thinking about how to persuade her elder brother to go back.

Chu Feng's face went dark...

Lin Da Niu glared at his younger sister, then looked at Chu Feng in pleasant surprise. "Brother Chu, are you all right?"

"Look at how full of life I am. What could possibly be wrong?"

"What about the Fang family?"

Chu Feng glanced left and right. "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go back first."

Lin Da Niu nodded, and the group vanished into the dim alley.

"Fang Jian Xing really died?"

"And there were also Tendon Transformation martial artists, as well as Attendants Yang Yu and Lin Canghe?"

Lin Da Niu's eyes bulged like a bull's. Even now, he still could not believe what Chu Feng had told him.

"Of course. What would I gain by lying to you?"

"However, that old bastard Fang Hanshan is terrifyingly strong, and I couldn't take him down. You must keep a low profile these next few days and avoid making trouble. Once my cultivation reaches Great Accomplishment in a few days, I'll butcher him too. Then we can live peaceful lives."

Chu Feng spoke with a solemn expression.

He had no idea what kind of shock his words had inflicted on Lin Da Niu.

Although Lin Da Niu had always called him Brother Chu, just over ten days ago, the two of them had still been evenly matched in martial cultivation.

How had Chu Feng gone from that to killing Tendon Transformation martial artists as easily as slaughtering chickens in just a few days?

Not only that, he was even planning to kill a Bone Forging martial artist?

Still, seeing his good brother grow stronger, Lin Da Niu was delighted as well.

"I understand how serious this is. I have nothing to do these next few days, so I won't be going out."

At the same time, he looked at his younger sister and said, "Little Sis, stay home these next few days. Don't go anywhere."

"Big Brother, I understand. I'm not a child anymore. I know what's important."

When Lin Qiao Er replied, her eyes remained fixed on Chu Feng, shining with dazzling color.

Seeing this, how could he not know what was on his sister's mind?

In the past, he could still rely on his close relationship with Chu Feng to put in a word for her. But now that Chu Feng possessed such strength, he was already a dragon among men.

His younger sister was not bad-looking, but compared with the daughters of those Noble Families, she fell far short.

Lin Da Niu said nothing. He planned to wait a while, then speak to his sister and tell her not to truly lose herself in this.

After giving them his instructions, Chu Feng waved and said, "Let's go back. I'll be leaving first."

Today's events had dealt a huge blow to the siblings, especially Lin Qiao Er.

Originally, she had always held a grudge against Chu Feng, believing that he had caused her elder brother's disability.

Now, she finally understood that Chu Feng was the true benefactor of their family.

"Goodbye, Brother Chu..."

Lin Qiao Er's obedient and adorable appearance left Chu Feng somewhat surprised, but he soon shook his head.

He had no time to think about matters between men and women. Women would only affect the speed at which he drew his saber.

After returning to the small courtyard he rented, Chu Feng hung warning copper bells on the door and windows before peacefully entering dreamland.

The morning rooster announced the dawn, while a thin mist blurred the world.

Chu Feng sprang up from the bed in one fluid motion.

Seeing that it was still early, he picked up the Mò Dāo from beside the bed and came to the courtyard to practice a set of the Breaking Edge Saber Technique.

Once his body grew slightly warm, he washed up briefly, placed the Mò Dāo beneath the bed, and went out.

After locking the courtyard gate, Chu Feng saw Li Zhenshan preparing to leave as well and greeted him with a smile. "Morning, Master Li."

Li Zhenshan gave Chu Feng a suspicious look. "Why are you so happy today? Have you gotten involved with some girl?"

"There really is something worth being happy about, but it isn't a girl. Master Li, do you have a daughter? If you do, I can become a live-in son-in-law..."

Chu Feng spoke with a cheeky grin.

This old fellow was mysterious. He had a ready-made powerful backer, and he would be a fool not to cling to him.

As for being a live-in son-in-law, as a modern man, Chu Feng did not care about such things in the slightest. In ancient times, countless princes and ministers—even the emperor himself—had risen to power with a woman's support.

Having no powerful backer to cling to was the saddest thing in life.

"I really do have a daughter, but unfortunately, you're still not worthy of her."

Li Zhenshan stood motionless, his gaze fixed into the distance as though recalling something. His expression was gloomy.

"Hey, old man, don't be sad. Even without a daughter, I can still take care of you in your old age and see you off in death. You'll just have to give me some tangible benefits first..."

Chu Feng was not discouraged. He figured he might as well cast a line whether or not there were dates on the tree. Perhaps he could land some treasure!

"What do you want?" Li Zhenshan asked with an amused smile.

"You're a Bone Forging Realm martial artist. Surely you must have plenty of Tendon Transformation cultivation techniques, right?"

Chu Feng rubbed his hands together, revealing his true intentions.

"Get lost! You've come here to try and get something for nothing?"

Li Zhenshan was so furious that he laughed. Although he was not well-known in Yong'an City, he was still a Bone Forging Realm expert. Back in the day, his reputation had been fearsome enough to silence children's cries at night.

This was the first time he had met someone shameless enough to scheme against a Bone Forging Realm martial artist like this!

"Master Li, we're fellow workers at the same stove, after all. Can't you satisfy this tiny request?"

"Tiny request? Cultivation techniques beyond Skin Tempering are strictly controlled by the imperial court, the Noble Families, and the various sects. Tendon Transformation techniques are already the clan-guarding cultivation methods of some small Lineages, inherited treasures that uphold a family's glory and wealth!"

"Master Li, don't tell me you don't have any? If you don't, just say so. I won't look down on you just because you're a Bone Forging Realm expert who doesn't even possess a measly Tendon Transformation technique..."

Chu Feng completely ignored Li Zhenshan's words and deliberately goaded him instead.

Hearing Chu Feng, Li Zhenshan was so enraged that his eyes, nose, and mouth seemed to turn crooked. His old face flushed red as he glared at Chu Feng.

"I don't have one? How could I possibly not have one? Not only do I have Tendon Transformation techniques, I can even obtain an internal-training breathing method beyond Bone Forging!"

"Bragging doesn't cost extra tax silver. Go on, tell me about it. I'll listen..."

Chu Feng spoke in a strange, sarcastic tone.

"Fine, fine... You win. Don't deliberately provoke me. Today, I'll let you see a truly profound cultivation technique."

Li Zhenshan was a proud man who could not stand being mocked!

Even though he knew perfectly well that Chu Feng was setting a trap for him, he still jumped into it without hesitation.

Li Zhenshan then pulled a tattered piece of Beast Skin from his robes and tossed it to Chu Feng.

"Take it! If you can cultivate it to Great Perfection, then forget those fellows who came looking for trouble a few days ago—even a Bone Forging expert will only be able to exchange a few blows with you!"