Wind Cutter!

Chu Feng injected the 6 years of lifespan he just obtained into the Dark Gold Marrow Polishing Technique, wanting to see what changes it would bring.

[You have diligently cultivated the Dark Gold Marrow Polishing Technique for 2 years. Your skin and membranes have returned to their natural state, your complexion is indistinguishable from an ordinary person, yet your defensive power has reached the extreme of the Marrow Polishing Realm.]

Chu Feng's bronze skin faded, becoming the normal complexion of a person.

His skin, originally covered in scars from sparring, became smooth, supple, and even tougher. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to shimmer with lightning patterns, a truly miraculous sight.

He believed that if Li Dahai were to attack him in the same spot again, he probably wouldn't be able to break through his defenses.

Unfortunately, he hadn't found a way to break through to the Muscle Tempering Realm. While his thick skin could withstand sharp weapons, he wouldn't be able to defend against a Muscle Tempering Realm martial artist using armor-piercing weapons like a meteor hammer.

Realm is definitely the most important thing. Being able to suppress others with a higher realm's strength is the way to go; only a fool would fight across realms!

Knowing that it would be difficult to break through without a Muscle Tempering cultivation method, Chu Feng decided to inject the remaining 4 years of lifespan into the Breaking Edge Saber Technique!

[Year 1: You diligently practiced the Breaking Edge Saber Technique, reaching the Great Accomplishment realm.]

[Year 2: You diligently practiced the Breaking Edge Saber Technique, reaching the Perfected realm, and gained new insights. However, it felt like a thin veil, visible but intangible. You firmly believed that with a little more dedicated practice, you could break through!]

[Year 4: You diligently practiced the Breaking Edge Saber Technique. Your saber technique has integrated into your very being, becoming as natural as breathing. Combining this with some physics knowledge from your past life, you successfully developed an ultimate killing move: Wind Cutter!]

[Cutting water, cutting wind, cutting anything!]

Chu Feng had initially intended to overwhelm his opponents with his realm and sweep away all obstacles. Now, he could only impress them with his martial skills.

Chu Feng's hands itched, and he couldn't resist drawing his saber to unleash the Breaking Edge Saber Technique beyond its Perfected state.

"Wind Cutter!"

He whispered, his long saber slicing through the air like a streak of light. A tree as thick as his arm beside him was severed at the waist, the cut smooth and flawless, without a single splinter.

Sheathing his saber, Chu Feng let out a long breath, a hint of joy flashing across his face.

This Breaking Edge Saber Technique, which had broken through its limits to evolve into this ultimate killing move that could cut anything, was indeed formidable.

Even though Chu Feng was still in the Marrow Polishing Realm, with this move, he was confident that even someone in the Muscle Tempering Realm couldn't withstand it!

"Grumble..."

Chu Feng awkwardly touched his stomach. Although this move was powerful, it was also very draining. He hadn't eaten for seven to eight hours.

Between breaking through his realm and the long-distance running, he desperately needed to replenish his body's energy.

Gazing into the distance, Chu Feng looked for any prey nearby to fill his stomach.

But besides trees, there was only the ceaseless flow of the Tianlan River. Where could he find any prey?

He did, however, spot a fishing boat drifting on the Tianlan River, bobbing like a fallen leaf on the water, tossed about by the surging waves.

On the boat was an old man, about fifty years old, sweating profusely and looking terrified.

The heavy rain had just subsided, and the dark clouds had dispersed, but the river, swollen by the downpour, raged like a ferocious beast.

Not ten feet from the fishing boat, a massive whirlpool churned, like a gluttonous beast mercilessly devouring everything in its path – twigs and weeds alike.

The old man paddled with all his might, barely holding the boat against the suction. If he relaxed even slightly, he would be swallowed by the relentless current.

Without help, the old man was likely to perish in the Tianlan River due to exhaustion.

Seeing this, Chu Feng sprinted over, shouting, "Old man, quickly throw me a rope!"

Hearing Chu Feng's call, the old man seemed to grasp at a lifeline. He quickly found a rope and tossed it towards Chu Feng.

Fortunately, the small boat wasn't too far from the shore. Chu Feng took a few quick steps, his feet sinking into the muddy riverbank, and managed to grab the end of the rope.

"Hah!"

Chu Feng braced himself, channeling all his strength. He slowly pulled the old man, boat and all, back to the shore.

"Thank you, benefactor, for saving my life."

After securing the boat to the bank, the old man quickly expressed his gratitude to Chu Feng.

He had come to the Tianlan River to fish as usual today. Who would have thought that the clear sky would suddenly be shrouded in dark clouds, bringing a torrential downpour? He had greedily cast his net one last time and almost lost his life in the Tianlan River.

"It was nothing, a mere gesture."

Chu Feng didn't mind, instead asking the question that concerned him most: "Old man, do you have any food on the boat?"

If not, he would need to quickly find another way to get food.

"I have some dried fish and wild vegetable dumplings here. I hope you won't mind, benefactor."

Hearing Chu Feng's question, the old man was startled for a moment, then immediately went to his boat and brought out some salted dried fish and wild vegetable rice balls.

"Thank you." Chu Feng accepted them without hesitation, packing them all away.

"Woof woof..."

Suddenly, a dog's bark echoed from a distance.

He recognized the bark. It was the Fang family's pursuers, catching up again.

Chu Feng said seriously, "Old man, if anyone asks you about my whereabouts later, don't hide it. Just tell them directly..."

With that, Chu Feng left quickly, ignoring the bewildered old man.

In less than two breaths, Chen Yuan, the Fang family's head guard, arrived with three subordinates.

The wolfhounds arrived at the spot where Chu Feng had stood and began to bark ferociously.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan knew Chu Feng must have lingered here.

He looked at the old man and asked sternly, "Old man, did you see a youth about eighteen years old pass by here?"

The old man looked at Chen Yuan, who was fierce and menacing with eyes as wide as copper bells, and was even more terrified than he had been facing the life-or-death crisis in the Tianlan River just now.

The Fang Family was the foremost noble clan in Yong'an City; who didn't know them, who didn't know of them?

The Fang Family's servants were like the minor devils under King Yama, acting with impunity, preying on the local populace, clearly the biggest gang of thugs and hooligans in Yong'an City.

If he offended the Fang Family, not only would he be in trouble, but his family would also be implicated. That would be more miserable than dying in the Tianlan River.

Thinking of this, coupled with Chu Feng's warning, the old man honestly pointed in the direction of the woods.

"A young man did indeed pass by just now, but unfortunately, he's already gone far."

Upon receiving the old man's confirmation, Chen Yuan was overjoyed.

He unchained the wolfhounds, letting them sprint in the direction Chu Feng had left.

Then he quickened his pace, following closely, determined to capture this brat who had made him rush around tirelessly!

Suddenly, Chen Yuan seemed to recall something.

"Swish!"

He slashed the rope binding his fishing boat to the riverbank, watching it drift away with the waves.

"This way, he won't have a chance to escape by water..." Chen Yuan chuckled triumphantly, then quickly pursued.

All that was left was the old man, filled with grief and indignation, kneeling on the ground and crying out in pain, "My fishing boat..."