Master, I Want to Learn Martial Arts!

Chu Feng glanced at Chen Shi Tou, who was still unconscious, and Afu, whose remains were all that was left. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Demonic beasts run rampant, and simply surviving is incredibly difficult. As someone born a servant, thoughts of the future are too distant for me..."

Chu Feng had no aspirations of standing out. He just wanted to rely on his system, establish himself in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then ascend step by step to the pinnacle of Martial Arts to see the scenery from the top.

Li Zhenshan advised, "In the torrent of the secular world, whether it's demonic beasts or martial artists, none can truly break free... A lone wolf may be free, but martial arts cultivation is extremely resource-intensive. Only by relying on collective strength can one support oneself and achieve unparalleled martial arts!"

Chu Feng fell silent. Old ginger is indeed spicier. Li Zhenshan's words hit the nail on the head.

He immediately bowed deeply and said, "I, Chu, have drifted for half my life. Having received Master Li's kindness, I wish to recognize you as my godfather and care for you in your old age..."

When a golden thigh was offered, how could Chu Feng refuse?

"Get out of here... You think I need you to care for me in my old age?" Li Zhenshan raised his foot, nearly kicking him.

Chu Feng dodged with a sly grin.

After finally composing himself, Li Zhenshan spoke again, "This is my support for you. When you achieve Great Accomplishment in Martial Arts in the future, you only need to help me with one matter."

"Once you reach that level, it will be a simple task. If you don't reach it, there's no need to mention it."

Chu Feng stopped fooling around and said seriously, "I will do my utmost!"

The two talked for a long time on the road, discussing common knowledge of martial arts in this world, the influence of the Great Zhou Dynasty's thousand-year-old noble families, and so on...

Returning to the rented courtyard, Chu Feng placed the unconscious Chen Shi Tou in the adjacent room and lay alone on his bed, lost in thought.

Martial Arts in this world had reached its zenith, far more terrifying than the high-martial world of his previous life where people could live for a thousand years!

Even without immortal beings who achieved eternal life, there were likely martial arts powerhouses with equivalent combat strength.

Flesh, tendons, bones, and skin were just the foundation. Above them were Viscera Refining, Marrow Cleansing, Blood Replacement...

In such a vibrant and diverse world, how could Chu Feng be content being a mere passerby? With his system, he had to reach the peak to make his life worthwhile!

Chu Feng found a jar of Huadiao Old Wine and dropped the fiery red pill into it.

The moment the pill entered the wine, wisps of red energy flowed out from it.

Chu Feng gently sniffed, and a peculiar fragrance entered his nostrils, greatly refreshing his tired mind.

Ignoring Li Zhenshan's instruction to wait thirty-six days, he immediately poured a bowl and drank it down.

"Gulp, gulp..."

After three bowls of strong liquor, Chu Feng felt refreshed. A warm current rose from his abdomen, spreading to every limb and bone. In just two breaths, Chu Feng's face was as rosy as a blooming cloud.

Chu Feng sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing and secretly summoned his status panel.

[Name: Chu Feng]
[Cultivation: Early Bone Forging]
[Plunder Lifespan: Ninety Years]
[Cultivation Method: Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art - Great Accomplishment]
[Killing Techniques: Breaking Edge Saber Technique - Perfection, Serpentine Crane Hand Art - Perfection]

His previously scattered cultivation methods had all integrated into the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art, forming a complete system.

Now, he only needed to acquire more Bone Forging cultivation methods to repair and fuse them into the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art. He would eventually reach the limit of Bone Forging!

Then, he would achieve true Perfection and could begin cultivating Viscera Refining methods.

However, Chu Feng felt his killing techniques were still lacking. Without the Mò Dāo, his Serpentine Crane Hand Art took half the time to kill a Demonic Beast.

The ultimate secret of the Serpentine Crane Hand Art, "Crane Soaring, Hundred Birds Thunderous Roar," was a barrage of continuous attacks.

It wasn't suitable for breaking through tough, thick defenses, so Chu Feng now needed a martial art secret that could penetrate defenses with a single strike.

Now, taking advantage of this surge of power, why not deduce a cultivation method?

[Year 1: You drank strong liquor, letting the energy within the wine surge in your chest. Under the influence of drunkenness, you practiced the Serpentine Crane Hand Art, only to find that the familiar technique had become strange, revealing many aspects you had never practiced before.]

[Year 8: You practiced the Serpentine Crane Hand Art a million times and finally made new progress at this moment.]

[Year 17: All variations of fist techniques continuously played out in your mind.]

[Year 20: You comprehended a killing technique beyond Perfection, Drunken Crane Carrying Clouds!]

This move concealed its killing intent, leaving no trace. Amidst the interplay of illusion and reality, it possessed infinite power! Like a drunken crane carrying clouds, it was light and casual, yet harbored hidden killing intent. Once unleashed, it could overturn the heavens and earth, deciding the universe with a single punch!

Seeing the deduction results, a satisfied smile appeared on Chu Feng's lips.

Without a suitable weapon, he could only enhance his hand techniques. This way, if he encountered another tough opponent, killing them wouldn't be so difficult.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Chu Feng went to the courtyard to practice the new version of the Serpentine Crane Hand Art.

He sank his waist and sat his horse, exhaling like a cloud, a serpent dancing.

Suddenly, his body moved. He leaped into the air with the lightness of a spirit crane, then landed nimbly without disturbing a speck of dust.

As his body moved, his limbs and bones unleashed power at his will, reaching a thousand jun. The air continuously crackled like exploding firecrackers or thunder.

The drunkenness in his chest had not yet dissipated. His major tendons floated like swimming dragons, and lightning patterns flashed beneath his skin. His flesh, tendons, bones, and skin, which had been cultivated to the limit, became hot again. Sweat turned into steaming white mist, stripping away a small amount of impurities from his body...

Chu Feng felt refreshed all over, enveloped by a blood-red aura. The energy contained within the fox demon's inner core was completely absorbed by his body.

As the sun rose in the east, its crowing heralded the dawn...

Chen Shi Tou woke from his sleep.

The first thing he did upon waking was look around for Afu.

Only when he ran out the door and saw Chu Feng practicing his punches in the courtyard did an inexplicable sense of peace settle in his heart.

"Master, Afu..."

Even though he already knew the answer last night, Chen Shi Tou still couldn't believe it. How he wished it had all been a dream.

And now that the dream was over, the scrawny little Afu would appear before him again, weakly calling out, "Brother Shi Tou..."

Chu Feng didn't speak, merely glancing towards a corner of the courtyard.

A blood-stained piece of clothing wrapped a small, emaciated body...

Chen Shi Tou ran over in grief and opened it. When he saw Afu's unrecognizable face, mangled beyond recognition, he finally came to his senses.

He wasn't dreaming. Afu was dead, eaten by the Demonic Beast he had brought...

"Afu..."

Chen Shi Tou sobbed, clutching the body, his voice filled with desolation and bitterness.

"Afu, wake up. Didn't you want to learn martial arts? I can ask Master to take you in right now..."

Chen Shi Tou wailed in pain, but alas, the skinny boy who called him Brother Shi Tou would never answer him again.

Chu Feng just watched, not interrupting.

Any comfort at this moment would be useless. He could only overcome this predicament himself.

After a long while, Chen Shi Tou stood up and wiped his tears.

He walked to Chu Feng's side and stood firm, his eyes resolute. "Master, I want to learn martial arts!"