How to Make Money

His Qi and Blood were severely depleted, and his physical strength wasn't enough. Otherwise, he could have practiced a couple more stances.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, the air whistling softly. His body gradually relaxed, his expression easing.

The Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining. The more stances he performed, the better the body refining effect.

For example, completing two sets of 10 body refining movements yielded far less benefit than completing one set of 15 movements.

In his previous life, Lin Feng could practice all 36 forms. Now, due to his depleted Qi and Blood and lack of physical strength, he could only manage 27.

All thirty-six movements pushed the body to its limits and were incredibly difficult, but persevering brought a pleasant warmth as Qi and Blood circulated throughout the body.

As Lin Feng executed the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining, blood-red lines began to appear on his fair skin. These lines, resembling meridians, spread across his entire body. Counting them carefully, there were 73.

The Body Cultivation realm focused on Qi and Blood.

These blood-red lines were the manifestation of the meridians being flushed by Qi and Blood.

Human meridians were extremely fragile. The Body Cultivation realm aimed to make these meridians tough through the circulation of Qi and Blood, enabling them to withstand the flow of Spiritual Energy when one became a Martial Artist and practiced cultivation techniques.

The 73 blood-red lines indicated that Lin Feng currently possessed the strength of the Body Cultivation Seventh Stage.

The stages of Body Cultivation were easily distinguishable by the number of blood-red lines.

The First Stage of Body Cultivation required over 10 blood-red lines, the Second Stage over 20, and so on. If one could achieve 90 blood-red lines, they would reach the Ninth Stage of Body Cultivation.

Achieving 108 blood-red lines would allow one to break through the Ninth Stage of Body Cultivation and become a First-Rank Martial Artist, ready to practice cultivation techniques!

However, compared to before, the 73 blood-red lines on Lin Feng's body surface were extremely dim. This was a consequence of severe Qi and Blood depletion from using the Evil Sealing Seal.

Although Lin Feng's cultivation realm hadn't dropped, his physical condition had significantly weakened. His strength and speed were no longer what they used to be. If he wanted to break through to the Body Cultivation Eighth Stage, he would have to start cultivating from scratch, from the very first meridian.

Still, Lin Feng didn't dwell on it too much. Replenishing his Qi and Blood was a matter of money, and as long as he had money, it wouldn't be a problem.

"It's too stuffy. I need to get some fresh air."

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

His room only had a small window and no air conditioning. The small fan was useless. He quickly put on his clothes, quietly opened his door, and found the living room completely dark.

Click!

Carefully opening the door, Lin Feng peeked out.

In the living room, his sister and eldest sister were fast asleep. However, it was clear they weren't sleeping comfortably. The old living room fan, even on its highest setting, couldn't drive away the annoying mosquitoes.

"Slap!"

With a crisp sound, his eldest sister suddenly slapped her arm, her brow furrowed. She then wrapped herself entirely in her blanket, but after a short while, she poked her head out due to difficulty breathing.

"I will change all of this. I promise!"

Lin Feng said to himself.

His home only had two rooms. Since they moved into the Riverside residential area, Lin Feng had his own independent room, while his sister and eldest sister had always slept in the living room.

His eldest sister was already 24 years old and should have her own space, but she had never complained to Lin Feng.

Even his younger sister, Ma Lele, took it for granted.

In his eldest sister's eyes, Lin Feng had outstanding talent and was the hope of the family. He could enjoy everything the family had without any conditions.

As for Ma Lele, Lin Feng was her admired elder brother, her idol. Doing anything for him was worthwhile.

And the Lin Feng of the past, though sensible, had accepted all of this with a clear conscience.

Now, for some reason, he felt a pang of sadness.

Casting one last look at his sister and eldest sister, Lin Feng walked out of the house and descended the dark stairwell.

Most residents of the Riverside residential area were ordinary workers who performed strenuous jobs. Therefore, no one would be out wandering aimlessly in the middle of the night. Thus, in the dead of night, Lin Feng was all alone.

In the pitch-black night, the only light came from the protective shield emitted by the Blue Moon, a faint blue barrier safeguarding the city.

Lin Feng stood on a high platform. The gentle breeze seemed to carry away the heat from his body.

Gazing into the distance, the far-off inner city was brightly lit, its colorful lights signaling the true beginning of nightlife.

Meanwhile, in the Riverside residential area, everyone was already asleep at this hour.

The Riverside residential area, compared to the inner city district, was like the difference between a village and a city.

Walking down from the platform and strolling through the residential area, the air was filled with the pungent smell of chemical agents, and of course, an unmaskable scent of blood.

His ears twitched slightly, and Lin Feng turned his head. Less than ten meters away, outside the blue barrier, pairs of green eyes flickered like will-o'-the-wisps. Low-level Demonic Beasts were gnawing on flesh and blood.

Although the corpses of Demonic Beasts outside the barrier had been cleaned up, and even the blood on the ground had been washed away, some scraps of meat were inevitably left behind, serving as a feast for some Demonic Beasts.

One step away lay hell.

There were no stars in the night sky tonight. Under the moonlight, the Riverside residential area was eerily quiet.

Lin Feng enjoyed this quietness. He walked and pondered.

"In my current state, with not a trace of Spiritual Energy within me, I can no longer use Spirit Transformation. My own Soul Power is insufficient to refine this Nightmare. I need the help of resources."

"To refine that Nightmare, I must have a large quantity of Qi and Blood Pills and Soul Nurturing Pills."

"One Qi and Blood Pill costs 100,000. I need at least thirty."

"The Soul Nurturing Pills are even more expensive, at 200,000 each. Fifty of them would cost 13 million just for the pills alone."

"That Nightmare is too strange. Better safe than sorry. To be absolutely sure, it's best to hire a fifth-grade spirit-系的 Demon Spirit Master for help. Just one session will cost at least five million."

Thinking about the nearly 18 million required to refine the Nightmare, Lin Feng felt a headache coming on.

Lin Feng had many ways to earn money, but they all required significant capital, and some were quite dangerous, like entering certain secret realms. With his current strength, it would be suicide.

Furthermore, there was a time limit. He had to gather this huge sum within two months, or he was doomed.

Earning 18 million in two months was an incredibly difficult task.

"How to earn it? How to earn it?"

As Lin Feng ran rapidly along the shore, he sorted through the memories in his mind.

It wasn't just about earning money; Lin Feng also had to consider the potential problems that might arise after refining the Nightmare.

Lin Feng wasn't a genius. From childhood, through middle school and high school, no matter how hard he trained, his grades never placed him in the top 100 of his grade. If he refined the Nightmare, he would possess monstrous talent.

He wasn't Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu had been a Martial Arts genius since childhood, displaying his talent from elementary school. Coupled with being the son of the Ye Clan's chairman, he had abundant resources to aid his cultivation. Even if his cultivation speed became exceptionally fast, no one would doubt him.

Even if later his cultivation speed became monstrous and drew suspicion, the Ye Clan's protection meant no one could easily covet his secrets.

But he was different. He lived in a modest apartment complex by the shore, with no resources and no background. His aptitude from childhood was, at best, excellent. If he suddenly displayed monstrous talent, anyone would know something was amiss.

Lin Feng could already imagine countless people coveting his secret.

Given the Nightmare's unique nature, even if he wanted to keep a low profile, he wouldn't be able to hide his cultivation speed.

This was the truly troublesome part.

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 found a thread of an idea and came up with a preliminary plan.