Chapter 11: Clear Wind Method

Whoosh…

After taking out the despicable Skinny Monkey, Mu Feng let out a roar. He used the Blood Refining Art to condense the essence blood within his body into a Blood Pearl the size of a thumb and swallowed it whole.

The small Blood Pearl melted as soon as it entered his mouth. A surge of pure Spiritual Power quickly emerged within him, refreshing his spirit. Some vague memories also appeared in his mind. Unfortunately, it did not help clear or repair his severely damaged Shaoyin and Lesser Yang Meridians, nor did he obtain any inherited talents.

In this regard, Skinny Monkey was even worse than the dog beside Mu Qingyuan he had slain last time!

No wonder his talent was mediocre. Despite all his schemes, he remained stuck at the Early Mortal Realm in the end.

Mu Feng shook his head regretfully, bent down, and picked up the eighteen small flags scattered on the ground.

They were pitch-black and cold, with mysterious Talismanic Script carved all over the flags. Upon closer inspection, gusts of Yin Wind blew toward him, as if he had stepped into a eerie land of death…

The small flags gave him a constant feeling of dread.

Recalling the eighteen grim skeletons that had almost leaped out from the flags, Mu Feng felt a lingering fear. Luckily, he had taken out Skinny Monkey just in time. Otherwise, if Skinny Monkey had truly summoned those terrifying skeletons and unleashed the full power of these eighteen flags, perhaps he would be the one lying on the ground now.

“Eighteen Yin Wind Tokens, what kind of treasure is this?”

Mu Feng pondered for a moment but didn’t have time to examine them further. He quickly stored the eighteen flags away and began searching Skinny Monkey’s body. Soon, he found a small booklet on the latter’s person—Clear Wind Method. The three large characters on the cover were especially eye-catching.

A great find!

Mu Feng’s eyes lit up.

The reason Mu Manor held such prestige in the border town of Jianning was largely due to the secret Clear Wind Method. With this advanced cultivation technique, they had nurtured generations of powerful descendants. Obtaining this cultivation technique meant his training would be twice as effective. More importantly, it was a high-level cultivation method specifically for training muscles and bones, entirely different from the most basic Thunder Sound Bone Tempering. For Mu Feng, whose meridians were severely damaged, its importance was self-evident!

Heaven never seals off all exits!

Mu Feng let out a triumphant laugh, overjoyed. He saw hope for a rapid breakthrough.

Only four short days remained before he had to submit his Tribute Payment. If he failed to pay, he would be expelled from Mu Manor. Nearly thirty taels of Tribute Payment was impossible to gather in such a short time. The only way was to quickly break through to the Early Mortal Realm and register at the Chuangong Hall to have it waived.

Just four short days!

With his meridians slow to recover, Mu Feng had almost given up hope. He never expected a turnaround to come so soon!

“Where did this villain come from, killing here and trying to cover it up!”

Just as Mu Feng was excited, a furious roar came from deep within the forest. Then, a brawny man as strong as a bull calf charged out. He was bare-chested, with well-developed pectoral muscles and numerous thick, long scars across his chest. He carried a dripping white-browed tiger on his shoulder and held a heavy, sharp steel fork in his hand, exuding a fierce aura.

What a strong man!

Mu Feng’s expression turned grave. The moment the bull-calf-like man appeared, an immense pressure washed over him. “Sir, you might be mistaken. I am but a scholar. This despicable fellow is the real villain—a notorious thug serving the infamous young master Mu Qingyuan of Jianning City!”

From the man’s attire, Mu Feng could tell he was an excellent hunter.

Killing Skinny Monkey, that thug, would surely bring no small trouble if discovered. He needed to leave this place quickly, the sooner the better. At this moment, there was clearly no need to cause more complications with this hunter, to avoid further troubles!

“Scholar?”

The bull-calf-like man glared with ox-like eyes. “Bold villain, still trying to quibble! Would a real scholar have such great strength and such ruthless methods? You’ve met Sky Splitting Tiger Jing Hu today—you’re doomed!”

Though rash, the man had a sharp eye. With one glance at the spear that had pierced Skinny Monkey’s chest, his expression changed, and he quickly understood what had happened. As soon as he finished speaking, he tossed aside the steel fork and the white-browed tiger on his shoulder, then charged fiercely at Mu Feng with bare fists. A fist the size of a bowl whistled through the air, aiming straight for Mu Feng’s face.

Thud…

Seeing the other party’s unreasonable and fierce approach, Mu Feng refused to back down. He rushed forward to meet him, and their fists collided hard. Instantly, Mu Feng was forced back three steps in succession, his hands numb. The brawny man opposite him didn’t fare much better; after retreating several steps, he looked up in disbelief.

“Huh, not bad strength. Again!”

The man exclaimed in surprise, sizing up the seemingly slender Mu Feng from head to toe before launching himself forward once more.

This time, veins bulged on his neck, and the muscles on his arms swelled up high, even twisting like ropes. His punch cut through the air with a sharp whistle, carrying a fierce gust of wind. The force of this punch was almost twice that of the previous one!

Here it comes!

Mu Feng took a deep breath, his belly swelling up with a gurgling sound. Then, it suddenly contracted, squeezing out every last bit of air inside before he threw a punch. His legs stood firm like ancient roots, unmoving. His right arm didn’t swing wide, but the moment his fist shot out, it unleashed astonishing power.

Inch Power!

Mu Family Fist was the most basic body-refining technique of Mu Manor. Though not difficult, mastering it wasn’t easy. It was divided into several levels: visible power, hidden power, transformative power, and Inch Power. Among them, Inch Power was the most concealed, swift, fierce, and explosive. It could unleash incredible force within an inch, best showcasing a cultivator’s strength and physique.

After absorbing the Ancestral Sorcerer’s Essence Blood and becoming a Great Blood-Refining Sorcerer, Mu Feng couldn’t yet practice advanced sorcery, and his Spiritual Power was limited, but his physical strength had improved the most. Suddenly encountering this unreasonable brute, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of competitiveness, eager to see whose strength was superior!

Thud…

Another dull, heavy sound echoed.

This time, not only were Mu Feng’s hands numb, but his entire right arm and even half his body felt sore and weak. After stumbling back several steps, he nearly lost his balance. The brawny man across from him paled, his right hand trembling involuntarily. They were evenly matched.

“Good, you’re quite fierce and skilled. Now, let me show you the power of our Jing Family’s Shadowless Fist!”

The man took a deep breath, looked Mu Feng up and down once more, and without picking up the sharp steel fork from the ground, he charged fiercely again. His body swayed, suddenly creating two afterimages. With another sway, the afterimages multiplied from two to four, and then more and more. Real and fake, fake and real—they became a dizzying blur, making it impossible to tell which was the illusion and which was his true form in that instant!