Silver Notes and the Five Viscera Qi Cultivation Method

The next morning, the darkness blanketing Yong'an City was pushed aside, and sunlight bathed the land, warming everyone.

In the days that followed, the citizens were astonished to find that the once overbearing gangs and powerful families had become incredibly well-behaved.

They would even bow and apologize if they bumped into someone, and the city's public order reached a new height.

Chu Feng indulged in a rare lie-in, only getting out of bed when the sun was high in the sky.

Ever since he was being hunted, his nerves had been constantly on edge, never daring to relax. Now that his enemies were all dead, he slept soundly and peacefully.

Chu Feng got up and stretched, instinctively reaching for his Mò Dāo.

But when he reached out, his hand found nothing.

"Ah, I finally had a decent weapon, and it's broken."

The blacksmith had told him it was made entirely of Precious Iron, but it had been cut into several pieces by a short sword and was completely unusable.

Thinking this, Chu Feng picked up the short sword.

Yesterday, he had specifically asked Magistrate Yang Chenwu and learned that this short sword was forged from Mithril, which was as precious as gold. It was incredibly sharp and possessed a strange ability to suppress demonic beasts.

"It's a shame it's too short; it's not very satisfying to wield. If only I had a Mò Dāo forged entirely from Mithril..."

Chu Feng idly played with it for a few moments, sighing.

If others knew his thoughts, they would likely curse him for his ignorance.

Three hundred jin of Mithril, the material cost alone would be enough to sell Yong'an County, and that might not even be enough, let alone forging it into a weapon.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

When Chu Feng opened it, he saw Magistrate Yang Chenwu standing at the entrance with a grave expression.

"Young Master Chu, we searched the Fang Family yesterday and found traces of a demonic beast..."

Yang Chenwu got straight to the point.

He didn't mention the more than ten desiccated female corpses; those were secondary matters.

"Oh? Did you catch the demonic beast?" Chu Feng asked curiously.

"No, this is what we found at the scene..."

Yang Chenwu took out a broken chain, his face solemn.

"This chain, like Young Master Chu's short sword, is made of Mithril. It's a standard weapon of the imperial Demon Suppression Division, specifically used to hunt and capture demonic beasts."

"And this demonic beast was able to break the Demon Suppression chain, which shows its strength has reached a terrifying level..."

Chu Feng picked up the broken piece of chain and examined it, finding that its material was indeed identical to that of the silver sword.

He tried to pinch it with all his might, but the chain remained completely unaffected.

It should be noted that Chu Feng's strength had reached an extremely terrifying level. Even iron balls would be like tofu in his hands.

This showed the terrifying strength of the escaped demonic beast!

"Young Master Chu, you don't need to worry too much. I have already reported it to the Demon Suppression Division, and they will send someone over soon..."

"The Demon Suppression Division?" Chu Feng's interest in this organization began to pique.

"The Demon Suppression Division is an important department of the Great Zhou Dynasty, responsible for suppressing demonic beasts. Its members are top experts trained by the imperial court, and every member is at least above Viscera Refining."

Yang Chenwu's face showed a look of longing. The Great Zhou Dynasty valued martial arts over literature. Even a seventh-rank magistrate like himself needed Bone Forging cultivation. Viscera Refinement Warriors were the minimum requirement for the Demon Suppression Division.

He too had been a passionate youth, determined to join the Demon Suppression Division, but unfortunately, his aptitude was insufficient, and he could only serve as a local official.

Yang Chenwu composed himself and took out a stack of banknotes and a book from his embrace, handing them to Chu Feng.

"This is ill-gotten wealth confiscated from the Fang and Wang families, along with a reward from the county yamen for Young Master Chu eliminating harm for the people. I hope Young Master Chu will accept it!"

Chu Feng accepted it calmly.

Martial arts cultivation was a bottomless pit for money.

He had gained a lot of wealth, but it couldn't withstand the daily consumption of several large bowls of nourishing medicinal liquid. His liquid assets had long since been depleted.

If Yang Chenwu hadn't brought these banknotes, Chu Feng would have had to find a way to make money, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to afford the nourishing medicinal liquid for his practice.

Chu Feng glanced at the book beneath the banknotes.

Five Viscera Qi Cultivation Method!

An unremarkable name, something that seemed commonplace, yet it shocked Chu Feng to his core!

"This is a Viscera Refining Breathing Technique found in the Fang Family's secret chamber," Yang Chenwu explained, adding his own guess.

"Fang Hanshan must have encountered a Viscera Refining senior who was fighting a demonic beast. He took advantage of the situation, deliberately concealed it, and cultivated into a Demonic Warrior using the demonic beast's essence blood. This cultivation method was likely obtained from that Viscera Refining senior."

He paused, then said cautiously, "This Five Viscera Qi Cultivation Method is very likely a relic of a senior from the Demon Suppression Division, and they could reclaim it at any time. Young Master Chu can copy it, but please do not teach it freely to avoid causing trouble."

Chu Feng took it and flipped through it, silently reciting in his mind.

"Lifespan deduction..."

[Year 1, you have memorized the Five Viscera Qi Cultivation Method until it's deeply ingrained.]

[You spent five years attempting to cultivate the Five Viscera Qi Cultivation Method and discovered that those whose flesh, tendons, bones, and marrow have not reached great accomplishment will only suffer more the more they cultivate. Forcing cultivation will only lead to exhaustion and death from multiple injuries!]

[Remaining Lifespan: Fifty-two years.]

In the space of a single breath, Chu Feng had memorized the entire contents of the secret manual and even attempted to cultivate it.

Unfortunately, his Bone Forging was incomplete, so he couldn't cultivate it.

"Such a precious cultivation method is best not copied, lest it leave me vulnerable."

"Young Master Chu, this..."

Yang Chenwu was filled with doubt. He knew Chu Feng's background—he was the most lowly servant of the Fang Family and likely had no access to such a valuable secret manual.

Could he have found a Viscera Refinement Warrior as a master?

Or perhaps he encountered a fortuitous encounter of a similar level?

That's why he's not interested in this Viscera Refining cultivation method?

"Lord Yang, I have already memorized the cultivation method," Chu Feng said calmly.

"Uh..."

"Young Master Chu, you truly have monstrous talent. I have never seen the like in my life!"

Yang Chenwu's mouth hung open for a long time before he finally let out a sigh of admiration.

After seeing Yang Chenwu off, Chu Feng began to ponder. The escaped Demonic Beast might be hiding in some corner of Yong'an County, watching and waiting.

"In times of chaos, disasters are plentiful. If I had the power to suppress everything, I could just cleave down any demons and monsters with a single saber, and there would be no need for defenses."

"All disasters and fears, when traced to their root cause, stem from insufficient firepower!"

After seeing Yang Chenwu off, Chu Feng pondered for a moment and reached this conclusion.

He had originally looked down on the meager lifespan gained from slaughtering at Hongyun Restaurant daily, but since there were no other sources of lifespan, he could only make do for now.

No longer bothering with pretense, Chu Feng casually changed into simple coarse cloth clothes and headed towards Hongyun Restaurant.

"Customer... what can I get for you?" The old shopkeeper's face had been beaming with smiles since early morning.

Even though it wasn't mealtime yet and this young man had arrived a bit early, it didn't dampen his enthusiasm in the slightest.

This was because he had just confirmed at the yamen that the Fang Family head had fallen into the Demonic Dao, harmed the common people, and had been executed by the yamen.

Now that the entire Fang Family was wiped out, he no longer had to be oppressed, and the money he earned no longer had to be shared. Naturally, he was overjoyed.

"Shopkeeper, you don't even recognize me?" Chu Feng had returned to his true appearance. With the entire Fang Family annihilated by him, there was no longer any need to hide his identity.

"You are? Chu Liu Xiang?"

Although the old shopkeeper's voice hinted at a guess, he still couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until Chu Feng nodded that he finally believed that the dashing young man before him was the previously skinny and frail Chu Liu Xiang.

"Old shopkeeper, I've come to work. You haven't hired any new butchers, have you?"

"No, of course not..." The old shopkeeper shook his head like a rattle drum.

At the same time, he recalled what Chu Feng had told him yesterday and began to form a guess