"Like cooking oil over a raging fire."
In Li Chengfeng's courtyard, after once again seeing off two family heads who had come to pay him an eager visit, he recalled the unending stream of figures from various factions and the Martial Hall who had visited throughout the day. With a sigh, he rose to his feet and gazed at the turbulent clouds filling the sky.
"Still, only by making enough noise can I find an opportunity amid the chaos."
Li Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and murmured inwardly.
The Life Harvesting Sect, the Meridian Essence Elixir, the mysterious Dui—every single one of them proved that he stood at the center of a vortex.
But what exactly was this potential danger? Where had it come from? What was it, specifically? He had no idea at all.
In that case, making a bigger stir might just shake some flaw out of the situation, allowing him to see things more clearly.
"To forge iron, one must first be strong oneself. I should first bring my Bagua Palm up to standard as well."
Thinking of the Channel-Opening banquet to be held the day after tomorrow, Li Chengfeng shook his head, then turned to give a few instructions to Liu Yuniang and Lin Ying, whom he had thoroughly nourished.
Afterward, he settled his mind. Ignoring the upheaval outside caused by the news he had released of reaching the peak of the Channel-Opening Realm, he began practicing his fists fiercely in the courtyard.
Though he had resolved to hold a Channel-Opening banquet and announce to the entire city and the world that he had broken through to the peak of the Channel-Opening Realm—
—the banquet would not be held until three days later.
Naturally, those three days could not be wasted.
"Master has already reached the peak