Golden Passive Skill!

"Was its flesh harvested today?"

Zhou Feng saw that a huge chunk was missing from the fleshy tumor on the Flesh Gu's back and instantly realized why it had been so agitated today.

So this Flesh Gu had just had its flesh harvested today.

As mentioned before, the Flesh Gu possessed all sorts of special traits.

So it was raised directly like a meat pig.

Normally, the fleshy tumors on the Flesh Gu's back were enormous.

Like a tree canopy, they grew densely across its back.

But now, they had been sliced off in one cut. The bleeding had not even stopped, and no treatment whatsoever had been given.

After all, the Flesh Gu's regenerative ability was extremely strong. As long as it ate a few more meals, its injuries would completely heal.

He carefully examined the chains on the Flesh Gu.

He found that the two thick chains still ran through the Flesh Gu's body, and the pillars anchoring them had not broken either.

Seeing this, he relaxed slightly.

As long as the chains remained, then even if danger arose, it would not be certain death.

"Too bad I never learned any movement techniques, or this wouldn't be so troublesome!"

Zhou Feng could not help complaining again.

The treatment of Outer Sect disciples in the Three Gu Sect was simply horrifying.

Not only did they use Gu insects to control them.

They also forced them to perform all kinds of labor, without even providing cultivation techniques.

As for the Hall of Transmitted Skills, he had already asked around about it.

He had heard that attending a single lesson required sect contribution points, but Outer Sect disciples simply had no way to obtain sect contribution points.

So the Hall of Transmitted Skills was nothing more than decoration to them.

This was equivalent to forcing all Outer Sect disciples to quickly complete Body Tempering and successfully draw in qi.

Because only then would Outer Sect disciples like them have any hope of surviving.

Of course, it was not entirely hopeless.

There was another path: becoming an Inner Sect disciple's slave, Strongman, male concubine, or the like.

As long as an Inner Sect disciple guaranteed them, they could escape the restrictions placed on Outer Sect disciples and enter the Mountainside Market.

He had heard that there were two markets established by the Three Gu Sect on the mountainside.

These markets were specifically for receiving all kinds of cultivators and exchanging resources.

It could be said that Zhou Feng's current environment was a prison. Other than working and cultivating, there was nothing else he could do.

Because he had barely spoken with anyone over the past few months.

He could only use his inner complaints to slightly ease the loneliness in his heart.

Complaining over. Time to work!

Zhou Feng grabbed a sack and slowly approached the Flesh Gu.

The Flesh Gu's entire body was pierced through by special chains and firmly secured in the center.

So when feeding it, he had to personally bring the feed to the Flesh Gu's mouth.

And that was the most dangerous step. Although the Flesh Gu's body could not move.

It still had four tentacles. Not only were those four tentacles thick and tough, they were also incredibly fast.

Especially now, when the Flesh Gu had just had its flesh cut away and was in an agitated state.

If he was caught by one of them, the consequence would naturally be being delivered straight into its mouth.

At this point, someone might ask.

Why not throw the feed from far away and let the Flesh Gu pick it up with its tentacles?

Zhou Feng had already tried that method the first time he fed it.

But it did not work at all. If he threw the feed directly over, the Flesh Gu simply would not eat it.

This lazy thing would only eat if it was personally lifted up and brought to its mouth.

"Here! Hurry and eat! Once you eat, your wounds will heal!"

He tried to soothe the Flesh Gu in a low voice, then carefully brought the feed toward its mouth.

Suddenly, one tentacle lashed out.

A piercing whistle tore through the air.

Completely focused, he immediately tossed away the feed in his hand and explosively retreated.

The Flesh Gu let out a shrill sound. The lumps of flesh on its body began to tremble.

Even the fleshy tumors on its back began spraying blood and pus.

The sight was so disgusting it made one's skin crawl.

Zhou Feng did not continue moving. Instead, he waited for the Flesh Gu to slowly calm down.

Only after the Flesh Gu had completely settled did he continue feeding it.

This process demanded enormous patience and quick reactions.

Fortunately, all his previous feeding practice had made him highly proficient.

The entire feeding process was fraught with danger but ended without incident, and today's task was considered complete.

"Whew~~"

After finishing the task, he collapsed directly onto the ground.

Feeding the Flesh Gu during its agitated period was far too difficult. If it had been any other day, he would have completed the task long ago.

"The progress bar should be full! Let's see what passive I can draw this time!"

Zhou Feng directly opened the Skill Panel.

For a good passive skill, he had stubbornly held out for three months.

Considering his current situation, five or six useless low-level passives were not as good as gambling on one draw.

If he could obtain a powerful passive, no matter what type it was.

It would be a tremendous aid in escaping the Three Gu Sect.

Looking at the progress bar that had turned entirely golden, he chose to draw immediately.

Drawing...

Combat Instinct: Combat is like your instinct! In battle, your body will always make the most correct choice at the first possible moment.

"This is... a combat-type passive! And a Golden Passive for combat at that!"

Zhou Feng's eyes instantly widened.

Because this was the first combat-type passive he had drawn.

His previous passives had almost all been growth-type or support-type.

What he lacked most right now was a combat-type passive, because combat-type passives could immediately enhance his fighting strength.

Combat Instinct?

He carefully read the skill's description.

"It gives off that kind of feeling where I don't quite understand it, but it sounds amazing!"

Zhou Feng looked at the skill description, then felt out whether there were any changes in his body.

Eh? There really was something different.

He felt that his body had become lighter. No matter what posture he assumed, it could keep his body in its optimal state.

Even his breaths had gained a rhythm.

As though it were instinct, his footwork, the intervals between his breaths, and the way he exerted force had all changed.

It had directly become an instinct. Without careful comparison, no one would notice such subtle changes at all.

Incredible! This was truly incredible!

With such changes taking place, he could not help performing a set of Adamantine Great Strength Fist on the spot.

The somewhat clumsy Adamantine Great Strength Fist, when Zhou Feng performed it again now, no longer had any of its former stiffness.

Smooth and supple, flowing like drifting clouds and running water—this was the perfect description of him now.

The feeling was like an ordinary person becoming, overnight, someone who had practiced martial arts for twenty years.

Zhou Feng's greatest disadvantage had been that he had never practiced martial arts before.

One had to know that people in this world basically began practicing martial arts and cultivating from childhood.

Forced by their environment, it was simply too difficult to survive without practicing martial arts and cultivation.

So in terms of foundation, he had always been inferior to others.

But this Combat Instinct passive directly made up for that.

It was equivalent to reinforcing his foundation from the ground up, and he did not believe a Golden Passive only had this little effect.

There had to be other effects he had yet to discover.