It Was That? Too Weak to Fight Back

The Iron Palm Sect operated like the Canal Gang in wuxia novels: colluding with the authorities and monopolizing water transport. Organizations like this were generally the gangs young heroes had to farm as soon as they left the beginner's village.

Iron Sand Palm, Eight Steps Chasing Cicada, and the like also sounded like common skills. Du Ge truly couldn't summon much interest in a gang like this.

Just how shallow were the Feng Family's foundations? Even a gang like this could bully them. No wonder they acted so timidly...

Du Ge sighed with emotion, but he didn't forget his persona. He immediately declared, "Fourth Young Master, rest assured. Feng Qi will do everything in his power to eliminate the Iron Palm Sect and protect the Feng Family's interests."

Eliminate the Iron Palm Sect?

Feng Yunlu froze, suddenly understanding the family head's helplessness.

But when he recalled Du Ge's Theory of Extremes, he felt relieved and consoled himself. Normal, normal. The Heavenly Demon was simply like this. It would be strange if he didn't say such things.

From another perspective, he recovered from his injuries quickly and used any means necessary. If the Feng Family could raise a group of such death warriors, why would they worry about failing to rise?

Feng Yunlu shook his head, driving the army of death warriors formed by Heavenly Demons from his mind. The more he looked at Du Ge, the more pleasing he found him. "Seventh Master, we can deal with the Iron Palm Sect gradually. We only need to eliminate Qiu Feibao first..."

"Any force that hinders the Feng Family's interests must be eliminated. It's only a matter of sooner or later." Du Ge smiled and continued asking, "Fourth Young Master, forget these tiny gangs. Tell me about the greatest forces in the martial world."

Feng Yunlu said, "The Five Sects, Three Schools, Two Gangs, and One Family."

Du Ge straightened up, finally taking an interest. "What are they?"

"The Five Sects are Kunlun, Huashan, Taishan, Emei, and the Snow Mountain Sect. The Three Schools are the Blood Sabre School, Divine Fist School, and Tianshan School. The Two Gangs are the Beggar's Sect and Azure Dragon Gang. The One Family is the Qiao Family," Feng Yunlu said.

"Is the Qiao Family very powerful?" Du Ge asked. "Why is the Martial Arts Tournament held at the Qiao Family's territory?"

"The Qiao Family today isn't even as powerful as the Five Great Sects." Feng Yunlu shook his head. "The reason it is called the number one family is that a hundred years ago, it produced Qiao He. Qiao He was proficient in the martial arts of a hundred schools. Even the simplest martial arts could be used with consummate skill in his hands. At twenty-five, Qiao He's skills reached perfection. After leaving seclusion, he challenged the experts of the Five Sects and Three Schools one after another, defeating them all. He was acknowledged as the best under heaven at the time.

"Qiao He was the best martial artist under heaven, yet he was chivalrous and loved making friends. Although he defeated many experts from prestigious sects, he also helped many schools perfect their own martial arts. Thus, all the schools jointly honored him as the Martial Saint.

"When Qiao He died, he sealed everything he had learned in a secret realm. That was the renowned Qiao Family Holy Land."

At the mention of the Martial Saint Qiao He, Feng Yunlu's face shone with a strange light, as if Qiao He had been his ancestor. After sighing softly, he continued, "Unfortunately, after the Martial Saint Qiao He, the Qiao Family produced no one else of exceptional talent. The Martial Saint saw this clearly, so before his death, he left a final wish: the Qiao Family was to open the secret realm once every three years and select the finest young people in the martial world, allowing them to enter the secret realm and search for the manuals he left behind. He wanted to prevent his life's work from being lost and nurture the next generation of talents.

"This was a good deed that benefited the entire martial world. Who knew how many schools had received the Martial Saint's grace? Thus, the various schools jointly honored the Qiao Family as the number one family in the martial world. The Qiao Family had become a symbol of the martial world. If the Qiao Family faced trouble, the other schools had to lend aid. Therefore, in the past hundred years, no one foolish enough had tried to provoke the Qiao Family..."

Feng Yunlu's words came to an abrupt halt. He glanced awkwardly at Du Ge. Wasn't the person loudly declaring that he would seize the Qiao Family Holy Land right in front of him?

Saying this was practically slapping Du Ge in the face. Feng Yunlu's face flushed slightly as he awkwardly explained, "Seventh Master, I wasn't talking about you. You just arrived and don't know the Qiao Family's history. It's normal for you to have such thoughts, but you really shouldn't plan on seizing the Qiao Family Holy Land. The entire martial world will attack you."

Du Ge shot him a glance and grumbled inwardly, You're the one who doesn't understand the tropes of wuxia novels. No matter how sacred a place is, once the protagonist shows up, someone will try to seize it. In the end, it'll be ruined.

Throughout history, there had never been a holy land that remained intact to the very end.

Besides, this was a Simulation Field. Hundreds of people were watching covetously and drawing closer to the main plot. Who knew how many pairs of eyes were fixed on that martial holy land? Even if I don't seize it, someone else will...

"Qiao He certainly lived up to the name of Martial Saint." Feng Jiu, who had been silent for a long time, snorted. "What a fine scheme. A Martial Arts Feast held once every three years protected the Qiao Family for a full century."

After learning the origins of the number one family, Du Ge looked through the Five Sects and Three Schools for one he was relatively familiar with and asked, "What about the Beggar's Sect? What martial arts does the Beggar's Sect use?"

"The Dog Beating Stick Technique, Mourning Stick Technique, Lotus Palm, and Agile Snake Movement," Feng Yunlu said. "All of them are first-rate martial arts, countless levels more advanced than the Feng Family's Shattered Gold, Broken Jade Hand..."

Lotus Palm, Mourning Stick Technique?

Listening to these familiar yet strange martial arts, Du Ge sighed inwardly. This ultimately wasn't the world he knew.

Still, the Beggar's Sect here was quite down-to-earth. All of its martial arts were closely related to the beggars' daily activities. It didn't have flashy-sounding skills like Dragon Capturing Skill or Subduing Dragon Palm.

Du Ge was grumbling about the Beggar's Sect inwardly.

Suddenly, he shuddered violently, sensing an enormous change throughout his body.

He clearly felt the muscles all over his body swell. Every cell seemed to store explosive power, as if he could casually punch a bull to death;

His vision had also been enhanced. He could clearly see a mosquito's wings flapping three meters away, while Eyes Behind the Head allowed him to observe the subtle changes in Feng Jiu's expression.

His ears also picked up many more noisy sounds: Feng Yunlu's and Feng Jiu's heartbeats, and even, faintly, Feng Shiren's voice inside the Council Hall as he arranged for people to search everywhere for Heavenly Demons...

Fuck!

What had happened?

Du Ge's heartbeat quickened slightly. His physical abilities had suddenly improved so much. Could it be because the Feng Family had put the plan he had made up into action?

If that was really the case, how far would his abilities rise if he pushed the Feng Family to the position of Martial Alliance Leader?

Would he become a humanoid Gundam?

As expected, his efforts hadn't been wasted. This truly was a high-level world's game. It was so much fun...

After steadying his emotions, Du Ge opened his hidden personal attributes panel.

Sure enough.

His personal attributes had changed:

Name: Du Ge;

Number: 48699527;

Mental Power: 80;

Current Ranking: 1/813;

Scenario Keyword: Maintenance;

Scenario Keyword: Backstab;

Advanced Skills:

Sacrifice oneself for righteousness: Those you have maintained become thirty percent less wary of you;

Eyes Behind the Head: Those who backstab others cannot be backstabbed by others. You possess vision behind yourself.

Derived Items: None;

His Mental Power had increased by 20, and his personal ranking had leaped to first place.

Du Ge pursed his lips. Fuck, that's it? That's it? I'm already number one? These people are too weak to fight back!

However.

The rankings should be changing constantly...

Stay calm, stay calm. Du Ge steadied his emotions. He had gotten off to a good start. The real skill was maintaining first place until the end...

Feng Jiu noticed Du Ge's small movements and naturally knew that he was checking his personal panel. Judging from his delighted expression, his ranking must have improved tremendously.

Feng Jiu was filled with envy. He wanted to ask Du Ge about his ranking, but with Feng Yunlu still there, it clearly wasn't appropriate.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.

A moment later, Feng Yunjie pushed open the door and entered. Looking at Du Ge in the room, he said excitedly, "Seventh Master, Father agreed to your plan. He has already sent people out to search for the other Heavenly Demons."

Feng Jiu held his breath. It's over. The backlash has come. Once the Feng Family finds another contestant, the Heavenly Demon's lie will be exposed in an instant. We acted too hastily.

"The family head truly is a wise man." Du Ge wasn't flustered in the slightest. He stood and asked with a smile, "Since the people searching for Heavenly Demons have set out, when are we leaving?"

"Seventh Master, there's no rush. Father said that Seventh Master and Ninth Master are still too weak. You should rest at the Feng Family for a few days and build up your strength before going out," Feng Yunjie said sheepishly.

"Third Young Master, do you remember what I said?" Du Ge shook his head and smiled.

You've said so many things. How could I remember them all?

Feng Yunjie grumbled inwardly, then asked respectfully, "May I ask what you mean?"

"I'm bound together with the Feng Family. If one suffers, both suffer; if one prospers, both prosper." Du Ge thrust out his chest and said proudly, "The moment the family head decided to implement the plan I provided, the Feng Family's fate changed. Likewise, my strength improved..."

As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward.

Feng Yunjie's vision blurred. Du Ge had already appeared right in front of him, less than three inches away, moving so quickly that Feng Yunjie hadn't reacted at all.

When he recovered, he instinctively raised his hands to push Du Ge away, only to find that both his wrists had somehow already been caught by Du Ge...

Feng Jiu's eyes bulged wide. "Fuck."

"How is that possible?" Feng Yunjie shot to his feet and cried out.

Outside the door.

Feng Yunming was dumbstruck, frozen in place.

Actually, Du Ge was somewhat surprised as well. He had planned to catch Feng Yunjie by the throat by surprise and demonstrate his strength.

He hadn't expected his body to be completely unaccustomed to the sudden increase in strength. He had shot right in front of Feng Yunjie. If he hadn't reined in his strength in time, he might have sent Feng Yunjie flying.

This damn game was surprisingly realistic. He even had to adapt to his suddenly increased strength and agility...

Fortunately, aside from nearly kissing Feng Yunjie, the act had gone quite well.

Du Ge released Feng Yunjie's wrists, drifted back two steps, and smiled faintly. "Third Young Master, do you believe what I said now? If I'd been holding a sharp blade just now, your heart would already have been pierced..."