The Hundred Beasts Body Tempering Art Reaches Perfection

"We've never seen what a hero looks like before. But it shouldn't be too difficult to get a portrait from someone later."

When Lao Guai said this, he stood ramrod straight, as if he had accepted an extraordinary task.

"If all else fails, we won't carve faces. We'll just carve bodies and place them at the city gate. Surely someone will recognize them."

The elderly men nodded in agreement, their faces showing a simple earnestness.

"What's this hero's name? Maybe I know him."

"Really? You're so amazing, you even know the Hero?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked on incredulously.

"Maybe? We might not know them, but we should have heard of them!"

Seeing everyone's expressions, Lu Feng didn't dare to speak too definitively.

"That's true!"

Lao Guai nodded, cleared his throat, as if announcing something extremely solemn.

"Your name is Lu Feng. Lu as in land, Feng as in mountain peak. Do you know him?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a muffled thud came from behind the counter.

The steward, who was carrying Bone-Tempering Sand, came out from inside. Upon hearing the name Lu Feng, his legs went weak, and he almost dropped the jade box in his hand.

He quickly steadied himself, took a deep breath, and strode forward, his smile even more enthusiastic than before.

"If you had said it was for Commander Lu, I would have given it to you long ago."

The steward placed the Bone-Tempering Sand aside, then turned and led Lao Guai and the others to the counter.

"Here, these are all top-quality stones. Please choose whichever you like."

The deacon bent down and took out a pile of stones from under the counter, placing them one by one on the table.

There are bluish-white jade, dark blue stone, and snowflake rock—all top-quality materials.

Lao Guai immediately took a liking to the piece of bluish-white jade that was over ten feet long. He reached out and touched it twice, his eyes filled with joy.

"How much is this piece of bluish-white jade? Good quality, perfect color."

"It's free. You can have it."

"No way! Why should we take advantage of that? See if this is enough? If not, we'll find a way to get more."

Lao Guai waved his hands repeatedly, his expression turning serious.

As he spoke, he gave an old man beside him a wink.

The old man kept his hands protectively on his waist, as if he were carrying something important.

At this moment, he carefully let go of her hand, took out a cloth bag from his waist, opened it layer by layer, and found dozens of silver coins and several strings of copper coins inside.

He placed the silver on the counter and pushed it over.

The steward glanced at the loose silver on the counter, then at Lu Feng, unsure whether to accept it or not.

"Take it!"

Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, the steward nodded and accepted the silver.

"Father-in-law!" Lu Feng suddenly spoke.

"Is there anything else, sir?"

Lu Feng took out a wooden plaque from his storage bag. "Do you recognize this?"

Lao Guai took the wooden sign, looked down at it, and his hand trembled violently.

"Isn't this the wooden plaque I gave to Feng'er? How did it end up with you?"

"Are you sure this is the wooden plaque you gave to Li Feng? Is it possible that it's a similar one?"

"How could I not recognize my own wooden sign?"

Lao Guai flipped the wooden sign over, brought it close to his eyes, and pointed to the engraving.

"Look, isn't the last stroke of the character 'Li' connected to the 'wood' radical?"

"I'm the only one in the whole village who can carve like this!"

As he spoke, he took off the wooden plaque hanging around his neck and handed it to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng took them and put the two wooden plaques together.

Same material, same knife marks, same flowing strokes. It's definitely from the same hand.

"Sir, you still haven't told me where you got this wooden plaque from, Feng'er."

Lao Guai raised his head, a hint of urgency in his eyes.

"Found by chance in the ruins of Canglan City."

Lu Feng returned both wooden plaques to him without changing his expression.

"I thought it looked a bit like yours, so I picked it up."

Did you hear that?

Lao Guai turned around, waved the wooden sign in his hand at the group of old men behind him, and his voice suddenly became louder.

"This wooden plaque was found in Canglan City. I told you my son killed two demonic beasts, but you didn't believe me."

"Okay, okay, your son is amazing."

An elderly man nearby, clearly tired of listening, waved his hand.

"We've bought the stones, let's hurry back. We can still cut them before it gets dark."

"Do you need me to take it back for you?"

"No need! This stone, I'm not bragging, I could have carried it away by myself back in the day."

A thin, elderly man patted his chest, but his voice was very loud.

"Alright, Old Sun. This isn't the time to be young anymore. The four of you can lift it together."

Several men untied a thick rope from their waists, tied it securely to the piece of bluish-white jade, and then threaded a wooden stick, as thick as a bowl, through it.

The four men, two at each end, mustered all their strength, gave a shout, and finally managed to lift the stone, albeit shakily.

Lao Guai at the front, supporting himself on the stone while gesturing wildly and talking to the people next to him, probably about how his son Li Feng had killed two demonic beasts.

Lu Feng stood at the entrance of the Merit Hall, watching the group of dusty figures slowly disappear around the street corner, and sighed.

He turned and walked back to the counter. The deacon was still standing there, holding the box of Bone-Tempering Sand in his hands.

"Shopkeeper, how much is that piece of bluish-white jade? It's on me."

"Commander Lu, you're too kind. Take whatever you like here; no merit is required."

"This is Bone-Tempering Sand. There are over three thousand grains left. How many does Commander Lu need?"

The steward quickly handed over the jade box he was holding.

Give me two hundred and thirty pills.

Lu Feng still had 130 pills left, and with these 230 pills, that made a total of 360 pills. Any more would be useless.

The steward quickly packed 230 grains of Bone-Tempering Sand into a jade box and handed it to Lu Feng.

"Commander Lu, is there anything else you need?"

"No."

Lu Feng took a small bag out of his storage bag and placed it on the counter.

"This is five thousand Low-Grade Origin Crystal, enough to cover the cost of the Bone-Tempering Sand and that piece of bluish-white jade."

"Commander Lu, this..."

The steward, holding the bag of Origin Crystal, was about to return when he looked up and saw Lu Feng had already turned and left.

He chased after him to the door, but Lu Feng was already out of sight.

Lu Feng returned to his residence, sat cross-legged on a soft cushion, and placed the Bone-Tempering Sand and the fifth-grade essence blood aside.

"System, upgrade the Hundred Beasts Body-Tempering Art to level five."

[Ding! Upgrading the Hundred Beasts Body Tempering Art to the fifth level requires: 10,000,000 Demon Points, 100 types of Tier 5 Demon Beast Essence Blood, and 360 Bone-Tempering Sand. Confirm upgrade?]

"Promote!"

The moment the words fell, streams of pure True Essence surged into his body from all the acupoints.

The True Essence, carrying the medicinal power of blood essence and Bone-Tempering Sand, washed over every muscle, every bone, and every fascia again and again.

This time it was even more intense than the fourth level; the pain surged through my entire body like a tidal wave.

Lu Feng felt that a long time had passed before the burning sensation finally subsided.

[Ding! Hundred Beasts Body-Tempering Art (Perfect)]