'Go out to avoid the limelight?'
Chu Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood, and gave instructions to Chu Chong in a hoarse voice.
"Go and get ready, I'm going to leave the clan for a while."
"Cousin, your injury..."
Chu Chong looked hesitant.
"Do as I say!"
Chu Feng roared, bloodshot eyes looming.
Chu Chong did not dare to say any more and quickly bowed and retreated.
Chu Feng struggled out of bed, put on clean clothes, and opened the door.
Azure Profound Sect In the early morning, most of the disciples were asleep or practicing in their rooms, and only a few disciples went out.
Chu Feng avoided the path where he might encounter people, walked straight towards the mountain gate, and successfully exited the Azure Profound Sect mountain gate.
Stepping onto the wide official road outside the mountain gate, looking back at the majestic mountain gate behind him, Chu Feng let out a long breath.
The suffocating feeling of depression in my chest finally eased a little.
He unfolded his figure and galloped away from the Azure Profound Sect.
He has no clear destination and just wants to stay away from people and things that embarrass him temporarily.
A few days later, Chu Feng came to a city named "Maple Evening City".
This city is thousands of miles away from the Azure Profound Sect. The most famous one in the city is the "Gold Selling Cave"-Heavenly Fragrance Tower located in the west of the city.
Chu Feng stepped directly into Heavenly Fragrance Tower, threw out a lot of money, and asked for the best private room and the most popular housekeeper.
In the next few days, he indulged in wine and sex, trying to numb himself with alcohol and beauty and forget the worries in the sect.
In the elegant room, the incense lingers and the music of the piano lingers.
Chu Feng drank one glass after another of strong drinks, while the beauty beside him smiled sweetly and spoke softly.
However, the burning of alcohol and the temptation of beauty can only bring short-term illusions.
Whenever it was late at night and he was slightly drunk, the humiliation and unwillingness that he had suppressed during the day would bite into his heart like a poisonous snake.
Fang Han's calm but indifferent face and the mocking faces of the disciples in the audience flashed through his mind again and again.
"Why... I, Chu Feng, am extremely talented and have practiced hard, so why did I lose to a weakling Beginner stage who has only been around for more than a year!"
The veins in his hand holding the wine glass popped out, and his eyes were bloodshot, full of resentment and madness.
A few days of indulgence did not really improve his mood. On the contrary, his squandering and wasting time made him even more irritable and empty.
That evening, Chu Feng drunkenly pushed away the beauty beside him and leaned alone by the window, looking at the bustling flow of people on the street downstairs with empty eyes.
He decided to leave this Heavenly Fragrance Tower tomorrow, find a place to retreat, and attack the late stage of the fifth level.
Only the improvement of strength can wash away the shame!
Just when his mind was in confusion, the night outside the window was getting darker and the lights were starting to turn on.
Suddenly, an imperceptible sound broke through the air very slightly.
If it weren't for her keen sense as a fifth-grade warrior, it would be almost undetectable.
Most of the drunkenness was gone in an instant. He turned his head sharply and shouted:
"Who?"
I saw in the shadows in the corner of the room, and at some point, there was a figure covered in a wide black robe, with even the face hidden under the hood.
This person seems to be integrated with the shadow, and his breath is vague and absent. Unless you see it with your own eyes, it is almost difficult to perceive its existence.
But Chu Feng sensed an extremely obscure coldness and danger from him that made his heart palpitate.
"Ahem..."
The man in black robe did not answer, but instead let out several suppressed low coughs. His voice was hoarse and dry, as if there was a handful of sand stuffed in his throat.
As he coughed, there was an imperceptible disorder in the breath around him. Although it calmed down quickly, Chu Feng was still keenly aware of it.
This person... is injured, and the injuries are serious!
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Chu Feng's eyes flashed coldly. Although he was in a bad mood, he did not lose his vigilance.
This man in black robe could sneak into his room silently, so he was definitely not a kind person.
He did not hesitate, raised his figure, and pointed like a sword, condensing the sharp wind of his finger, and stabbed directly into the throat of the black-robed man.
This finger is fast and fierce, containing the majesty of his mid-level fifth grade Internal Qi, which can penetrate even gold and stone.
However, facing this sudden attack, the man in black robe only raised his hand slightly.
The movement seemed slow, but it came first. A hand as dry as a ghost's claw appeared out of thin air and lightly patted Chu Feng's wrist.
"Crack!"
A soft sound.
Chu Feng felt as if his wrist had been burned by a red-hot iron, a cold and vicious energy instantly penetrated into the meridians, and the whole arm instantly became numb and weak, and the fingers collapsed.
He groaned and stumbled back a few steps, knocking over the coffee table behind him and leaving the cups and plates in a mess.
The color on his face instantly faded, and his eyes were filled with horror.
One move!
With just one move, he was defeated miserably!
The strength of this man in black robe is far superior to him. Even if he is seriously injured, he is definitely not able to compete!
"Who are you?"
Chu Qiang suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted with an inward look, his other hand quietly touching the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"Ahem... Chu Feng, as the Azure Profound Sect genius True Disciple, now he is like a lost dog, hiding in this land of fireworks and getting drunk."
The man in black robe retracted his palm, and a hoarse and low voice came from under the hood, with a trace of undisguised sarcasm.
"How does it feel to be defeated in public by a junior who has been Beginner stage for more than a year and lose face?"
These words were like a poisonous needle, precisely pricking Chu Feng's most painful scar.
Chu Feng took a breath, his face turned red instantly, his eyes were so full of rage that he almost burst out, and the fingers holding the sword hilt trembled slightly due to excessive exertion.
"What do you want to say?"
He asked through gritted teeth, his voice slightly distorted by anger.
"Want to take revenge?"
The man in black robe chuckled, the sound was like Ye Xiao crying, which was creepy.
"Do you want to have the power to... trample Fang Han under your feet and avenge your shame?"
Chu Feng's heart skipped a beat and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Revenge? Have power?
He thinks about it all the time!
But his reason told him that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and this man in black robe suddenly came to his door, and he must have something on his mind.
"What... can you do?"
Chu Feng stared at the man in black robe, his voice carrying a hoarseness and urgency that he was not even aware of.
The man in black robe seemed to see through his thoughts and slowly raised his withered palm.
In the palm of my hand, I don't know when there was a thin book with a dark red cover that seemed to be tanned from some kind of leather.
The book exudes a faint, palpitating smell of blood.
"The method is right here."
The man in black robe flicked his wrist, and the dark red book flew lightly towards Chu Feng.
Chu Feng subconsciously reached out to catch it.
The book feels slightly heavy in the hand, and its tentacles are cold and smooth, with a strange elasticity.
He looked down, and when his eyes fell on the cover, his whole body trembled, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and he almost threw it away!
The style, material, and even the vague smell of blood in this book... are almost exactly the same as the <Blood Demon Technique> cheat book that he found in the secret room of the Wang Family and destroyed it with his own hands!
"This is... magic power!"
Chu Feng exclaimed, the color on his face instantly faded, replaced by a kind of extreme fear and resistance.
As Azure Profound Sect True Disciple, he knows better than ordinary disciples what it means to practice magic.
That is severing the right path. Once exposed, he will be hunted down by the sect and even the entire Qingyang Prefecture martial arts world, and there will never be peace!
He subconsciously wanted to throw away this evil thing.
However, just as he was about to swing out his arm, the face of Fang Han flashed through his mind uncontrollably.
He had escaped the humiliation of the disastrous defeat on the challenge stage, the mocking faces of the disciples in the audience, and the embarrassment of running away from the sect like a bereaved dog...
The intense humiliation and hatred instantly overwhelmed his reason like lava.
The arms were frozen in mid-air.
The discarding action stopped abruptly.
The man in black robe had a clear view of Chu Feng's struggle and hesitation, and an almost inaudible and cold chuckle came from under the hood, with the hint of a successful conspiracy.
"The technique has been given to you, how you choose is up to you."
"Should you continue to be your humiliated genius True Disciple, or... have the power to control the lives and deaths of others and avenge the past?"
Before he finished speaking, the figure of the man in black robe blurred like a ghost, quietly blending into the thick night outside the window and disappearing.
It's like it never appeared.
Chu Feng was left alone, standing frozen in the messy private room.
In his hand, the dark red <Blood Demon Technique> secret book was like a red-hot iron. It was so hot that the palms of his hands hurt, and it was so hot that his soul trembled.
Outside the window, the night wind blew by, bringing with it the faint sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, adding to the dead silence in the room.
Chu Feng lowered his head and looked at the secret book in his hand that determined his fate. His eyes changed violently, struggling, fear, greed, madness... all kinds of emotions intertwined.
In the end, all the struggles turned into a look of ferocity and determination deep in his eyes.
He slowly held the dark red secret book tightly in his hands.
His nails dug deeply into his palms due to force, and blood oozed from them, but he didn't notice it at all.
The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the open space in the courtyard.
"Pa--"
Fang Han slowly stopped, the breeze circulating around him quietly subsided, and his figure changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, not even a trace of dust disturbed him.
He frowned slightly, and an imperceptible thought flashed in his eyes.
<Windcloud Escape>'s cultivation was much slower than he expected.
Despite the terrifying increase of sixty-four times Footwork Talent, the difficulty of training the top Body Movement is far higher than the previous High Grade Body Movement<Flowing Wind Shadowless Step>.
After Beginner stage, the accumulation brought by the Perfection Realm<Flowing Wind Shadowless Step> has been exhausted, and every bit of improvement requires a lot of effort and time.
At this rate, it would probably take at least three months of hard work to cultivate <Windcloud Escape> to Minor Success Stage.
"Three months... is too slow."
Fang Han sighed in his heart.
With the improved root bones of Earth Heart Stone Milk and 128-Fold Root Bone Talent Amplification, his cultivation level improved extremely quickly, and he has already broken through to the late stage of fifth level.
Sword Technique is Sword Art Talent after the improvement of Sword-Shaped Grass and 128 times Sword Art Talent Amplification, <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> is already Minor Accomplishment.
And it is still improving at an extremely fast speed. It should be possible to break through to the Proficiency Realm level in half a month at most.
Only Body Movement, even though it is 64 times stronger than Footwork Talent Amplification, is still too slow compared with the improvement of cultivation level and the improvement of Sword Technique.
In the long run, Body Movement will inevitably become a shortcoming of his strength.