How to Make Money

"My qi and blood are severely depleted, and my body isn't strong enough. Otherwise, I could have practiced two more forms."

Lin Feng let out a long breath, producing a faint whistle in the air. His body gradually relaxed, and his expression eased.

The more movements one completed in the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining, the better the body-refining effect.

For example, completing two sets of ten body-refining movements was far less effective than completing one set of fifteen.

In his previous life, Lin Feng had been able to practice all thirty-six forms. Now, limited by his qi and blood and physical strength, he could only practice twenty-seven.

All thirty-six movements challenged the limits of the body and were extremely difficult. But as long as one persevered, qi and blood would circulate through the body, leaving one warm all over and remarkably comfortable.

As Lin Feng performed the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining, blood lines emerged across his pale body. Like meridians, they spread throughout him. Counting carefully, there were seventy-three in total.

The Body Cultivation Realm cultivated qi and blood.

These blood lines were the manifestation of meridians being washed by qi and blood.

The human body's meridians were exceedingly fragile. The Body Cultivation Realm strengthened them through qi and blood, allowing them to withstand the scouring of spiritual power when one became a martial artist and cultivated techniques.

Seventy-three blood lines proved that Lin Feng currently possessed the strength of the Body Cultivation Seventh Stage.

The stages of the Body Cultivation Realm were easy to distinguish, clearly determined by the number of blood lines.

The first stage of Body Cultivation required more than ten blood lines, the second more than twenty, and so on. Reaching ninety blood lines meant attaining the Body Cultivation Ninth Stage.

If one reached one hundred and eight, one could break through the Body Cultivation Ninth Stage, become a First-Rank Martial Artist, and begin cultivating techniques!

However, compared to before, the seventy-three blood lines on Lin Feng's body were extremely dim. This was the consequence of severely depleting his qi and blood by using the Evil Sealing Seal.

Although Lin Feng's realm had not fallen, his physical condition had weakened considerably. His strength and speed were both inferior to before. If he wanted to break through to the Body Cultivation Eighth Stage, he would practically have to start cultivating from scratch, beginning with the first meridian.

Still, Lin Feng did not take it too seriously. It was merely replenishing qi and blood; as long as he had money, it was not a problem.

"It's too stuffy. I'll go out and get some air."

After practicing the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining, Lin Feng was drenched in sweat.

His room had only a tiny window and no air conditioning. A little fan was utterly useless. He quickly got dressed, quietly opened his door, and found the living room pitch-black.

Click!

Carefully opening the door, Lin Feng poked his head out to look.

His younger sister and elder sister were sleeping soundly in the living room. Yet clearly, they were not sleeping comfortably. Even turned to its highest setting, the old fan in the living room could not drive away the annoying mosquitoes.

Slap!

With a crisp sound, his elder sister suddenly smacked her arm, her brows knitting slightly. Then she wrapped herself completely in the blanket, only to stick her head back out shortly afterward because she could not breathe.

I will change all of this. I promise!

Lin Feng silently told himself.

His home had only two bedrooms. Ever since they had moved into Anbian Residential Area, Lin Feng had had his own room, while his younger sister and elder sister had always slept in the living room.

His elder sister was already twenty-four years old and should have had her own space, yet she had never complained in front of Lin Feng.

Even Ma Lele, despite still being young, took it for granted.

In his elder sister's eyes, Lin Feng was gifted and the hope of this family. He could enjoy everything at home first, without any conditions attached.

As for Ma Lele, Lin Feng was the older brother she admired, her idol. Anything she did for him was worth it.

The old Lin Feng, though sensible, had accepted all of this with a clear conscience.

Now, for some reason, his heart ached.

After taking one last look at his younger sister and elder sister, Lin Feng left home and went downstairs through the dark stairwell.

The people living in Anbian Residential Area were almost all ordinary workers burdened with exhausting jobs. No one wandered around aimlessly at night, so in the middle of the night, Lin Feng was the only one outside.

In the dark night, the only light came from the protective barrier cast by Blue Moon. That faint blue barrier guarded the city.

Lin Feng stood on a raised platform. The breeze brushed over him, and the heat throughout his body seemed to drift away with the wind.

Looking into the distance, the faraway Inner City was brilliantly lit. Multicolored lights signaled that its nightlife was only just beginning.

Meanwhile, Anbian Residential Area had already fallen asleep at this hour.

Compared to the Inner City, Anbian Residential Area was like the countryside beside a city.

Walking down from the platform and wandering through the residential area, Lin Feng smelled the pungent scent of chemical agents in the air, along with the bloodstink that could not be concealed.

His ears twitched slightly, and Lin Feng turned around. Less than ten meters away, beyond the blue barrier, pairs of green pupils flickered into view like ghostly flames. Some low-level demon beasts were gnawing on flesh and blood.

Although the demon beast corpses outside the barrier had been cleaned away, and even the blood on the ground had been washed, scraps of flesh inevitably remained behind. That was a feast for some demon beasts.

One step away lay hell.

There were few stars in the sky tonight. Beneath the moonlight, Jiang'an Residential Area was so quiet that it felt somewhat sinister.

Lin Feng liked this silence. He walked as he thought.

"With my current condition, there isn't a trace of spiritual power left in my body. I can no longer use Spirit Transformation, and my own Soul Power is nowhere near enough to refine that Nightmare. I need resources to help me."

"To refine that Nightmare, I'll need a large number of Qi and Blood Pills and Soul Nurturing Pills."

"One Qi and Blood Pill costs a hundred thousand. I need at least thirty."

"Soul Nurturing Pills are even more expensive. One costs two hundred thousand, and I need fifty. The pills alone will cost thirteen million."

"That Nightmare is too strange. A small heart keeps the ship sailing for ten thousand years. To be safe, it would be best to hire a fifth-rank Mental-type Demon Spirit Master. One session would cost at least five million."

Thinking about how refining the Nightmare would cost nearly eighteen million, Lin Feng felt a headache coming on.

Lin Feng had quite a few ways to make money, but all of them required considerable capital, and some were dangerous. For example, entering secret realms with his current strength would be nothing but courting death.

There was also a time limit. He had to gather this enormous sum within two months, or he would be dead once the time ran out.

Making eighteen million within two months was far too difficult.

"How do I make it? How do I make it?"

Lin Feng ran swiftly around Anbian Residential Area while sorting through the memories in his mind.

It was not merely about making money. Lin Feng also had to consider the problems he might encounter after refining the Nightmare.

Lin Feng was not a genius. From middle school through high school, no matter how hard he trained, his grades had never ranked among the top hundred in his year. If he refined the Nightmare, he would possess monstrous talent.

He was not Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu had been a martial arts genius since childhood, displaying talent for martial arts from elementary school onward. Moreover, as the son of the Ye Clan's chairman, he had abundant resources to support his cultivation. Even if he cultivated somewhat faster, no one would be suspicious.

Even later, when his cultivation speed became too monstrous and people grew suspicious, the Ye Clan protected him, so no one could easily covet him.

But Lin Feng was different. He lived in Anbian Residential Area, with no resources and no background. Since childhood, his aptitude had only been considered above average. If he suddenly displayed monstrous talent, anyone would know something was wrong with him.

Lin Feng could already imagine countless people prying into his secret.

Given the Nightmare's uniqueness, even if he tried to hide his brilliance and bide his time, he could not conceal his cultivation speed.

That was the real trouble.

Therefore, before refining the Nightmare, he had to package himself as a genius!

A genius with monstrous talent!

After thinking for a long time, Lin Feng gradually sorted out a line of thought and formed a preliminary plan.