Please Train Me Brutally!

"No, no."

The old shopkeeper hurriedly replied. After thinking for a moment, he continued, "My lord, if I offended you in any way before, please don't take it to heart."

"Just call me Chu Feng. There's no need to be so polite, Shopkeeper. You took me in when I was down and out. I'm not an ungrateful person."

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to work first." After informing the shopkeeper, Chu Feng headed into the back kitchen.

After Chu Feng left, the old shopkeeper stared after him for a long while before slowly sighing. "A true young hero. Who would've thought my restaurant would become a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons gather..."

Then he looked toward the young waiter who was busy cleaning and called out, "Afu, go get Shi Tou. I have a few things to tell him..."

"Coming, Shopkeeper."

Afu was a newly hired waiter at the restaurant. He was thirteen or fourteen years old, thin and small, but quite sharp and nimble in his work.

Hearing the shopkeeper's instructions, Afu hurried off to find Chen Shi Tou.

Back in the kitchen, Li Zhenshan was still leisurely drinking tea, holding his precious Azure porcelain cup.

When he saw Chu Feng arrive, he examined him in surprise for quite some time. After staring at Chu Feng's features for a while, he finally understood what had happened.

Then, without saying a word, he angrily turned around and twisted away.

Chu Feng smiled and ignored him, starting work first.

[Killed a fat pig, plundered one year of lifespan.]

[Killed a mountain goat, plundered eight months of lifespan.]

[Killed a plump chicken, plundered one month of lifespan.]

After finishing his work, Chu Feng realized that Li Zhenshan was deliberately ignoring him, his expression terribly sour.

So Chu Feng said with a beaming smile, "Hey, who offended our Master Li? Tell me, and I'll go teach him a lesson!"

Li Zhenshan cast him a sidelong glance and said sarcastically, "I wouldn't dare order around a Bone Tempering Warrior. I'm afraid I'd be beaten to death!"

"If it were anyone else, I'd have to beat him to death. But if it's Master Li, that's different. I still have to support you in your old age and see you off in death. You can order me around however you like..."

"You crafty little brat. Had you already become a Bone Tempering Warrior long ago and deliberately toyed with this old man?"

In the end, Li Zhenshan could no longer hold it in and finally voiced what was in his heart.

"Heh heh..."

Chu Feng said nothing, merely smiling incessantly. His fundamental secret was involved. Even Li Zhenshan, whose kindness toward him was as weighty as a mountain, could not be told.

Seeing this, Li Zhenshan sighed and said, "All right, that's your secret. You don't have to tell me. But you were too eager for quick success this time. I didn't realize that Fang Hanshan had actually become a Demonic Warrior. Fortunately, you beat him to death. Otherwise, Yong'an City would have descended into chaos, and my retirement life would've been ruined..."

Hearing Li Zhenshan mention it, Chu Feng asked, "Old Li, what exactly is a Demonic Warrior?"

Li Zhenshan thought for a moment before explaining, "A Demonic Warrior is a warrior above the Bone Tempering level who refines the blood essence of high-level demons and monsters, gaining some of their traits and abilities. Their dispositions usually change drastically. They become bloodthirsty and cruel, suffering the long-term erosion of demonic instincts. In the end, they often turn into mindless monsters that know only slaughter—worse than demons and monsters themselves."

"No wonder. Fang Hanshan's healing ability was practically monstrous. So he wasn't even human anymore."

Then Chu Feng suddenly remembered the chain Yang Chenwu had delivered. He immediately took it out and showed it to Li Zhenshan.

Li Zhenshan glanced at it twice before saying, "The Demon Suppression Division's Demon Suppression Chain. It comes with a matching Demon Suppression Sword. They're standard-issue equipment usually provided only to official members of the Demon Suppression Division. They're worth ten thousand gold and are extraordinarily precious."

"For that demon to break free, it must have been at least a great demon of the Fifth Realm. I'm afraid only a Viscera Refinement Warrior could deal with it."

Chu Feng was not surprised. He had already learned this from Yang Chenwu.

"Viscera Refinement Realm? That must mean they're incredibly powerful opponents, right?"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Li Zhenshan shuddered in fright and hurriedly said, "A Viscera Refinement Warrior tempers the soft internal organs into powerful organs comparable to steel. With a single breath, they can snap a tree trunk as thick as an arm. They can fight a hundred men or a thousand armored elites head-on, battle for three days and three nights without tiring, and possess a life constitution that is already approaching the extraordinary..."

"Are they really that powerful?"

Chu Feng's eyes shone, filled with excitement.

Li Zhenshan then softened his tone and said, "With your talent, you're second only to one person among everyone I've seen in my life. Don't reach for the stars. If you cultivate properly, you'll eventually enter the Viscera Refinement Realm. There's no need to rush..."

"Then who's first?" Chu Feng asked curiously.

"Of course, it's my son-in-law."

Pride gleamed in Li Zhenshan's eyes.

"Tch, he isn't even your daughter. What's there to be proud of?" Chu Feng deliberately put on a look of disdain.

"You little brat. If you can't speak properly, then speak less..."

Li Zhenshan seemed to have been struck in a weak spot. Furious, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Chu Feng suddenly felt a little guilty. Had he been too cutting with his words?

At that moment.

Chen Shi Tou also returned from the shopkeeper's side. Looking at Chu Feng's completely changed appearance, he approached and asked in a low voice, "Master, is it really you?"

Chu Feng nodded. "Of course. Could you not even recognize my voice?"

"Was it really you who killed that great villain, Fang Hanshan?"

"Mm."

"Fang Hanshan of the Fang family, the foremost wealthy clan in Yong'an City?" Chen Shi Tou still couldn't believe it and asked again for confirmation.

At that point, Chu Feng grew impatient and said irritably, "You little brat, why do you have so many questions? Go work. When you're done, come find me in the rear courtyard. I'll teach you some skills to protect yourself..."

"Coming..."

Chen Shi Tou jumped up happily. He felt his luck was truly incredible. He had casually taken a master, yet that master turned out to be a powerful martial artist. He could actually learn martial arts too.

He had heard his parents say that their neighbor had an older brother a few years his senior who practiced martial arts at Whirlwind Martial Arts School in the city, and it cost ten taels of silver a month.

But now, without spending a single coin, he had the strongest warrior in Yong'an City teaching him. Happiness had come too suddenly for him to believe it!

After noon passed, the restaurant's customers dispersed.

Chen Shi Tou arrived early in the rear courtyard to find Chu Feng.

"Go to the kitchen and get some coarse salt..."

"Coming..." Chen Shi Tou had no idea what suffering awaited him. He happily jogged to the back kitchen and returned not long afterward.

"Here. Rub this coarse salt all over your body. Rub it hard—the harder, the better. Ideally, you should rub until you bleed..." Chu Feng said indifferently, pointing at half a sack of coarse salt.

"Huh?"

Chen Shi Tou was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that practicing martial arts would be this perverse!

"What are you 'huh'-ing for? Do you still want to train? If not, go back to sleep..."

Chu Feng was not joking in the slightest. Before he had obtained the system, he had practiced martial arts this way, training until he was covered in blood every day and reaching the middle stage of Skin Tempering.

Chen Shi Tou thought of the family of the older boy next door. Every day, they scrimped and saved for him to practice martial arts, yet he could only follow ordinary disciples around at the martial arts school.

His own master, however, was a supreme expert in Yong'an City. If he refused to train, he would truly be an ungrateful fool.

"I'll train... I'll train... Master, please train me brutally..."

Chu Feng: "..."

"Don't say things like that in the future..."

"Why?"

"Because it's easy to cause misunderstandings..."