Something Happened

Plans can't keep up with changes.

Chen Feng's expression changed drastically.

The increase in strength was accompanied by a huge consumption of energy.

Hunger and weakness surged like a tide, completely engulfing Chen Feng.

Every cell in his body was screaming.

"This is bad!"

Chen Feng immediately sprang up from the bed.

With a "clang."

He dashed out the door.

He needed to quickly find something to replenish his Qi Blood, be it a pill or meat, he had to replenish his energy immediately.

He didn't know if he could absorb it.

What Chen Feng knew was that if he didn't replenish soon, he would be drained dry!

The abundant Qi Blood within his body was being frantically drawn away at an almost tearing speed.

A bone-chilling weakness spread through his limbs and torso.

Waves of dizziness rushed to his mind.

It felt like he would collapse to the ground the next second.

As if sensing the current crisis, the Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique began to circulate on its own. With each breath Chen Feng took, he drew upon the Profound Origin True Qi accumulated within his body.

It replaced his Blood Qi, supporting Chen Feng.

His thoughts regained a bit of clarity.

And with the Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique circulating, his movements became a bit faster, and his consumption slightly reduced.

His physical strength was also recovering.

But...

It wasn't enough!

Far from enough!

He couldn't hold on for long.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, pressing his tongue against his teeth, forcing out a trace of strength.

The wind whistled past his ears.

His legs moved at lightning speed, almost creating afterimages.

The corridor pillars retreated rapidly in his vision.

He was heading straight for the martial arts hall's pharmacy.

In just a few dozen breaths, Chen Feng, driven by the will to survive, rushed to the pharmacy door.

Before he could steady himself.

"Bang!"

He practically crashed through the slightly ajar wooden door and rushed inside.

A faint medicinal scent wafted towards him, but he had no time to pay attention.

Black spots swam before his eyes, and a sharp pain shot through his chest, nearly making him collapse to his knees on the spot.

The Old Director in the pharmacy was startled.

He took a closer look and gasped—

"Sixth Young Master! What happened to you?!"

At this moment, Chen Feng's face was as pale as transparent, with no trace of his usual healthy complexion.

A fine layer of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

His cheeks were severely sunken, and his lips had faded to a deathly white.

He no longer had any of his usual dashing appearance.

Chen Feng propped up his tottering body, one hand gripping the counter, his knuckles turning white from the strain.

With barely concealed weakness and urgency, he said to the pharmacy director:

"Quick... Qi Blood Pills... Great Replenishing Pills, Gathering Yuan Powder... the more the better!"

The old master's eyesight was incredibly sharp.

He recognized Chen Feng's condition at a glance.

He was too weak!

Before Chen Feng could finish speaking, the pharmacy director was already bringing out various tonics and stuffing them into Chen Feng's mouth.

While resolving the immediate crisis, he reminded:

"No, Sixth Young Master! Eating too much at once will cause big trouble!"

Chen Feng swallowed the pills one by one like a glutton.

His Qi Blood was slightly replenished.

"Ugh... I, I'm fine!"

As Chen Feng ate the pills, he circulated the Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique with all his might.

As a breathing technique, a breathing technique that consumed more experience points than the Five Elements Fist Technique, the Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique displayed its unparalleled efficacy at this moment--

Its terrifying absorption capacity!

As soon as those greatly nourishing pills entered Chen Feng's body.

Almost instantly.

They were completely absorbed.

The conversion rate also reached a terrifying over ninety percent!

Tiny impurities and toxins were simultaneously extracted and expelled from his body with his sweat.

Chen Feng felt his whole body heat up.

A strange scene unfolded within him:

His Qi Blood was being replenished while simultaneously being consumed... the speeds of both were at a stalemate, pulling against each other.

Pill after pill was consumed.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Feng stopped stuffing pills into his mouth.

"Hoo~ I survived."

Chen Feng felt a wave of lingering fear. He hadn't expected the Five Elements Fist Technique to be so powerful, almost draining him dry!

Fortunately, he ran fast.

Chen Feng raised his eyes and saw the Pharmacy Master, whose face was filled with terror.

He cupped his fists in thanks:

"Thank you, old sir. You truly saved my life."

Seeing that Chen Feng was alright, the Old Director also breathed a sigh of relief. In all his years of practicing medicine, this was the first time he had seen someone so weak.

It was as if his yang essence had been drained by a female ghost.

If he kept eating, his inventory would be depleted.

He couldn't possibly let the Sixth Young Master gnaw on herbs then, could he?

The Old Director couldn't help but picture a scene in his mind.

Shaking his head to dispel unnecessary thoughts, the Old Director asked, "Did the Sixth Young Master encounter a problem while practicing his technique?... Or?"

"A minor issue, no need to mention it."

Chen Feng waved his hand.

His tone was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster and the surprise of improved strength.

He discovered that all the marrow in his body had transformed, and it could now continuously generate Blood Qi for him.

His bones began to tremble faintly!

This meant that Chen Feng had already stepped into—

Blood Refining Realm, Completion!

As long as he could temper one piece of bone, he would become a Bone Forging Martial Artist!

Chen Feng was overjoyed.

Indeed, fortune favors the bold.

The ancients never lied to him.

"Sixth Young Master, there's one more thing..."

Chen Feng said nonchalantly:

"I've already digested it, and the toxins have been expelled from my body. I'm fine."

After speaking, Chen Feng felt sticky and uncomfortable all over his body and turned to go back for a bath.

The Pharmacy Director stopped him and said tactfully:

"Sixth Young Master, these Pills are not free..."

Chen Feng's smile froze on his face.

Oh no.

Something really happened.

The next day, Chen Feng left early.

He walked towards the Inner City.

Changwei Escort Agency stood at the busiest intersection within the city.

Its walls were several meters high, built of blue bricks, with grey tiles covering the roof and slightly upturned eaves. Two Stone Lions, each as tall as a person, squatted on either side of the main gate.

A large Ebony Gilded Plaque hung above the lintel.

The four characters "Changwei Escort Agency" were written with a powerful and deep brushstroke.

The Escort Banner in front of the gate was embroidered with the character "Wei" in crimson silk, fluttering in the wind.

"This is it."

Chen Feng glanced at the imposing gate of the escort agency and touched his own empty money pouch.

That huge Silver Ingot had all gone to the pharmacy.

It had turned into a few Copper Coins...

It was like returning to pre-liberation overnight.

Earning money was urgent.

Chen Feng noticed a notice posted at the entrance of the escort agency:

"Recruiting apprentices and escorts. Requirements: must have cultivated Qi Blood at least. After passing the escort agency's assessment, free training will be provided..."

It seemed the escort agency was also short-handed.

Chen Feng stepped through the large gate with black lacquered copper rings. What greeted his eyes was a Training Ground, about half an acre in size, paved with smooth and solid bluestone.

Rows of Wooden Stakes stood by the edge of the field.

In the center was a simple Arena.

On the stage, two men in Shorts were sparring.

There was also a group of people lined up.

They seemed to be waiting for an assessment.

As soon as Chen Feng stepped into the Training Ground, someone approached him: "Who are you? What are you here for?"

"I am a disciple of the Dragon Walk Martial Arts School, and I wish to take up a post as an escort."

Chen Feng cupped his hands and said.

The escort who stepped forward to inquire, upon hearing the name Dragon Walk Martial Arts School, turned and called to another person:

"Boss, there's someone from a martial arts school here."

Chen Feng looked over.

A tall, middle-aged man wearing a Dark Blue Tunic walked over slowly, sizing Chen Feng up, and asked, "Do you have a disciple's Waist Token?"

"I do."

Chen Feng took off the Iron Token hanging from his waist and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The Middle-aged Escort took it, his eyes scanning it.

"The Waist Token is fine, your name is Chen..."

"...Feng?!"

"You're Chen Feng?!"