Peh!
A loud explosion sounded as Xin Gang and Zhao Feng clashed.
Wah!
Xin Gang spit blood as the first punch hit him; then the second blow.
Bang! His silver sword went flying.
The third punch.
Boom———
His whole body flew out and left an imprint of his body on a tree.
What power! So strong!
The other Xin disciples stood there dazed. They never thought that someone who had the power of the peak of the third rank would lose in one move to a second rank Zhao sect disciple.
“Strong.” Xin Fei, who wasn’t far away, asked, “May I know your name?”
“Zhao Feng.” Zhao Feng casually took back his fists.
“Kid! You were just lucky this time!” Xin Gang crawled up from the ground. “I’ve been fighting the tiger and am exhausted. Next time you won’t have such luck.”
“Luck?” Zhao Feng gave off a faint smile. Although Xin Gang was injured, Zhao Feng believed that he could still beat him at his peak. The only one he was wary of was Xin Fei.
Xin Fei’s strength had almost reached the fourth rank. When he used all of his strength it could even damage the Green Headed Tiger King, not to mention third rankers.
“Xin Gang! You are not his opponent! Do you not think that you have already lost enough face?” Xin Fei slowly turned towards Zhao Feng. Suddenly, his body gave off a frightening fighting will.
Zhao Feng’s heart jumped, “Did Xin Fei already recover?”
Of course, if Xin Fei did not have sixty-percent of his strength, then Zhao Feng wasn’t afraid of him. After being in such a state, it was evident that Xin Fei had yet to recover fully.
“Your fist skill has almost reached the peak level, and your footwork is incredible. Next time I would like to spar with you,” Xin Fei looked Zhao Feng in the eye, his words full of praise.
“Sure, we will spar next time,” although Zhao Feng was wary of him, it did not mean that he was scared. Xin Fei’s strength was at least on par with Zhao Yijian, who was ranked third amongst the outer disciples. If Zhao Feng could beat Zhao Yijian, then he would have the ability to fight Xin Fei!
Soon they finished discussing how to split their rewards.
“Six-four. Me six, you guys four,” Zhao Feng said.
“Ok.” Xin Fei was the one that answered as the other Xin disciples did not have the courage to respond. They were wary of Zhao Feng’s strength.
Zhao Feng nodded to himself, giving 40% away was like shooting two birds with one arrow. First, he did not have any tool to cut or move the corpse, so he just let the others do the work. Secondly, he did not want to make that many enemies before he had enough strength.
Imagine if he took it all of it for himself. Would that not cause the eyes of the others to go red?
The tiger was dissected one hour later.
Zhao Feng took the most expensive parts and left all of the meat to the Xin disciples. After confirming that he took sixty percent, he quickly left.
“Hmmm…the Zhao sect seems to have a new genius. Even Zhao Linlong wasn’t as strong as him at the same level of cultivation,” Xin Fei said as his eyes followed Zhao Feng.
“Zhao Linlong!” Xin Gang had an expression of awe. “He is one of the four geniuses of Sun Feather City! He reached the fourth rank two years ago and became a true Martial Artist! How can this kid be compared to him?”
The four great geniuses were the top youths of Sun Feather City. Any one of them were true Martial Artists, and they were stronger than other Martial Artists by far.
“Do not even mention Zhao Linlong, even brother Fei could kill that kid in one blow.”
Chapter 13 – Third Rank of the Martial Path
Half a day later, Zhao Feng carried three massive bags as he entered Sun Feather City.
At a shop in Sun Feather City that sold beast skins...
“Black-spotted Wild Pig, teeth, paws. Worth a total of three hundred and fifty-nine silver.”
“Gold-Spotted Snake, worth four hundred and twenty silver.”
“Five Poison Centipede. Worth two hundred and ten silver.”
The shopkeeper expressionlessly calculated the prices.
“Metal Beak Eagle…yet!” The face of the shopkeeper changed. The Metal Beak Eagle was a beast that had almost entered the ranks of deadly beasts. Its defense was strong, and it was hard to catch. Even some cultivators of the fourth rank could not catch them.
Due to this, the price of Metal Beak Eagles exceeded that of other beasts of the same rank.
“Metal Beak Eagle…three of them…worth eleven hundred silver,” the shopkeeper said after pausing for a second.
Eleven hundred silver? Zhao Feng was a little shocked; the Eagles were worth more than he thought. Soon, apart from the Green Headed Tiger King, the rest was totaled up.
“A total of five thousand eight hundred and fifty silver!” the shopkeeper said.
Five thousand eight hundred and fifty silver! Zhao Feng’s heart sped up. His monthly allowance was only twenty silver! He had never carried more than one hundred silver on him.
Even then, the most expensive materials, from the Green Headed Tiger King, had yet to be added in.
“How about this, I will give you a total of five thousand nine hundred silver.” The shopkeeper had a cunning face.
“Sure.” Zhao Feng couldn’t be bothered to talk, so he agreed. Zhao Feng quickly received his money, all in silver notes. “Oh yea, do you guys take parts from deadly beasts?” Zhao Feng didn’t leave immediately after completing the exchange.
“Could it be that you have deadly beast parts?” The shopkeeper’s eyes floated towards the last bag in Zhao Feng’s hands.
“Yep.” Zhao Feng slowly opened his bag, showing the parts of the Green Headed Tiger King. Immediately a powerful aura came from the bag.
“Green Headed Tiger King!” the shopkeeper exclaimed as he looked disbelievingly at Zhao Feng.
He couldn’t imagine how a measly second ranker was able to kill a deadly beast. It was known that a deadly beast could fight against true Martial Artists. There were even rumors of deadly beasts destroying whole villages.
“We had a total of seven people. It took us a while to kill it, and even then we lost someone.” Zhao Feng’s words seemed to comfort the shocked shopkeeper.
Facing the materials, the shopkeeper’s eyesight looked at the Zhao symbol on Zhao Feng’s clothes and finally gave a price, “Sixteen thousand silver!” As he gave the price, the workers in the shop took a cold breath. It was their first time hearing such a high price.
The shopkeeper did not dare to trick Zhao Feng as he came from the Zhao sect. The Zhao, Xin, and Qiu families were the three biggest powers in Sun Feather City. No shop could open up without their permission.
“Deal!” Zhao Feng smiled. He seemed calm but was laughing inside.
Soon, Zhao Feng took his twenty thousand silver and left the shop.
“I can now go buy some resources to help me break through to the third rank.” Zhao Feng headed towards the weapons shop that he had gone to a few days ago.
“Kid, you’re here again?” A few days ago, Zhao Feng was low on money and technically half borrowed and half paid for the heavy metal bow.
Pah!
Zhao Feng put his hand on the table. “Here’s one hundred silver. Thank you for your help that day.”
One hundred silver? The shopkeeper was surprised as he never thought that Zhao Feng would be so honest. Zhao Feng had said he would pay back double, but this was over ten times the amount!
The shopkeeper smiled as he took the silver. Although he was the shopkeeper, he did not own the shop. One hundred silver was half his yearly income.
After paying back the money, Zhao Feng didn’t leave but looked around more.
“My Heavy Metal Bow’s strength is too low.” Zhao Feng wanted a new bow. He used his left eye to in
spect the weapons on the wall. Soon his eyes stopped on a silver longbow. The silver longbow gave off a cold aura while also giving off a deep calm feeling.
“How much is it for this bow?” Zhao Feng asked.
“You have good eyes! This bow is called Mysterious Silver Bow and is one of the most powerful weapons in the shop. Only true Martial Artists that are proficient in archery can use it to its fullest potential. Its price is one thousand and eighty silver.” He did not think that Zhao Feng could afford it but still acted politely.
“One thousand and eighty silver? That’s not very expensive. I will buy it,” Zhao Feng stated.
The Mysterious Silver bow was made out of great materials and was better than his heavy metal bow several times over.
“Are you sure you want it…? Not borrow it?”
Pah!
Zhao Feng stacked up a heap of silver and pushed it towards the shopkeeper. “Quick, I do not have much time.”
What? The shopkeeper never thought that Zhao Feng was so rich. A few days ago he had bought a bow worth only fifteen silver.
“Sure, sure!” The shopkeeper nodded as he took down the bow down and put it in a beautifully carved box. Zhao Feng also bought one hundred arrows that were worth three silver each.
After exiting the weapons shop, Zhao Feng went to the city’s biggest medicine shop.
“The medicine pavilion is this City’s largest medicine shop. The owner is very mysterious, and it has chain stores in the thirteen countries around here. Even the three big families of Sun Feather City are afraid of its strength.” As soon as he came to the store, he heard a familiar guy’s voice.
Yi!
Zhao Feng found a boy and girl not far away. The one speaking was a youth clothed in purple, which gave off a frightening aura.
“It’s them…” Zhao Feng sighed.
The duo was Zhao Yijian and Zhao Xue.
“Brother Feng,” Zhao Xue said surprisingly as she saw Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng nodded his head in response and then walked into the Medicine Pavilion.
“Hmph, just him? He has the right to enter the Medicine Pavilion? Any item from the Pavilion is worth a few years of his income,” Zhao Yijian said disdainfully as he looked at Zhao Feng.
Although Zhao Xue did not speak, she knew that with Zhao Feng’s background it would be very hard to take out a few hundred silver. Compared to Zhao Yijian, whose father and grandfather were both cultivators higher than the fourth rank held middle-high positions in the sect, their wealth was not comparable.
Ignoring the two, Zhao Feng walked into the Medicine Pavilion and started to search for resources that would help his cultivation increase.
“Third rank of the Martial Path…is when the body becomes stronger. In this direction, the blood plant is incredibly good. It can consolidate one’s foundation and even help some cultivators understand Inner strength…” Zhao Feng thought about it and then confirmed his needs.
Out of all the plants, the blood plant was of the biggest use for Martial Learners. Blood plants were split into many categories. The ones that were older had better use, but were also more expensive.
“One-hundred-year-old blood plant, five hundred silver. Two-hundred-year-old blood plant, one thousand two hundred silver. Three hundred-year-old blood plant…three thousand silver. Five-hundred-year-old blood plant…ten thousand silver.” Zhao Feng’s eyes scanned through the price list.
Obviously, the older it was, the better it was. Of course, the limits of Martial Learners were blood plants that were five hundred years old.
“Brother Yijian, if I had a two hundred-year-old blood plant, I might be able to reach the peak of the second rank in half a year,” Zhao Xue’s voice came wandering through.
“That is not possible. At most I can only buy you a one hundred years old one. I have been trying to learn Inner Strength and need expensive materials to help me,” Zhao Yijian said. Although he was rich, he could not spend his money recklessly.
“A single one-hundred-year-old one is ok as well,” Zhao Xue smiled faintly.
Just at this moment, a voice emotionlessly said, “Shopkeeper, give me two, two-hundred-year-old blood plants, and a three-hundred-years-old one.” This voice gained the attention of many people.
It’s him! Zhao Xue saw Zhao Feng who was not far away, and her heart leaped.
“A three-hundred-year-old blood plant? He is probably boasting.” Zhao Yijian laughed coldly. He would not believe that a normal branch disciple could afford a three-hundred-year-old blood plant.
“Two two-hundred-year-old blood plant and a three-hundred-year-old blood plant. A total of five thousand four hundred silver,” the shopkeeper gave his price.
In front of their eyes, Zhao Feng took out his silver and successfully exchanged it with the shopkeeper. This scene made Zhao Yijian’s smile freeze.
“How…. how is this possible?” Zhao Xue had a disbelieving, dazed look.
“Shopkeeper, can I also get three bottles of high-level healing pills, as well as three bottles of high-level blood recovery pills?” Zhao Feng bought some other medicine which was all high level, spending another thousand silver.
After the exchange, Zhao Feng waved at Zhao Xue and left in a cool manner. When replying, Zhao Xue had a forced smile and did not look Zhao Feng in the eye…
After leaving the Medicine Pavilion, Zhao Feng didn’t return to the Zhao sect. Instead, he went to an inn. He first calculated the silver he had left, a total of twelve thousand silver.
“I will leave this silver for later use.” Zhao Feng understood that a cultivator’s path needed a huge amount of resources.
That night, he closed his eyes and slowly used the Air Pushing Breathing Technique.
Inside of his left eye, the faint green glow had increased from sixty cm to seventy-five cm. Zhao Feng confirmed that he had reached the peak of the second rank and just needed half a step more to reach the third rank.
“I wonder how strong this medicine will be.” Zhao Feng was full of expectation as he ate a blood plant that was two hundred years old. Soon, Zhao Feng felt an enormous amount of strength appear in his body that was chaotic.
“What a strong herb!” Zhao Feng fully used the Air Pushing Breathing Technique and absorbed the medicine. Because Zhao Feng had never used such precious herbs before, he thought that it was extremely strong.
The next morning...
“Could this be…” Zhao Feng felt himself bursting with energy. All of his muscles and bones were full of power.
Peh!
He casually waved his fist and hit out with a force of seven hundred kilograms! Breaking through to the third rank was easier than Zhao Feng thought…
Chapter 14 – Strength of a Quasi Martial Artist
“The effect of the blood plant is so good...” Zhao Feng felt incredible. He first thought that, even with the help of the two hundred year blood plant, it would still take him at least two days to break through. If everyone had the same effect, then cultivators at the fourth rank or higher would be worth nothing.
Soon he figured out the reasons.
First, he had never taken any herbs before. Therefore, he could absorb the herb to a high degree. Secondly, the Air Pushing Breathing Technique had reached the third level, which made Zhao Feng’s strength reach the third rank even while he was at the second rank. Thirdly, Zhao Feng felt that his body was slowly changing after merging with his left eye.
Zhao Feng calmed down soon as he realized that many others in the Zhao sect had already reached the third rank at his age. He could only be considered talented, not a genius.
Take Zhao Yufei for example, she had reached the peak of the third rank two months ago and had already almost learned Inner Strength, which meant that she had the strength of a Quasi Martial Artist.
“I am probably at the same level as Xin Fei and Zhao Yijian. However, I do not have confidence in winning against them.” After all, Xin Fei and Zhao
Yijian had learned high-rank martial arts skills and had trained them to at least the low level.
For the next two days, Zhao Feng consolidated his cultivation.
While he was training in the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, he realized that there was a low humming sound. Zhao Feng empowered his left eye and discovered that a faint green and red glow was forming between his blood and skin.
“Air Pushing Breathing Technique is nearing the peak of the third level. My strength is not any weaker than Zhao Yufei or Xin Fei who have Quasi Martial Artist strength.” Once Air Pushing Breathing Technique reached the peak of the third level, he would have the chance at understanding chi. Most people had to be half-step Martial Artists to reach this step. Even most peak third rankers could not do this.
After he consolidated his foundation, Zhao Feng left the inn and headed towards the Zhao sect. As for the other two blood plants, he did not plan to use them anytime soon.
As soon as Zhao Feng left the inn, a beggar wearing torn clothes turned and ran away from him.
The beggar arrived at a restaurant and reported to a youth clad in silver,“Master Xin, he has come out!”
“Ok, here’s your promised silver.” The youth had a cold smile.
As Zhao Feng turned into an alleyway, he heard footsteps thundering closer from behind him.
Teng sou sou ———-
Two or three shadows flipped over the wall and pursued him from behind.
“Who’s there!?” Zhao Feng immediately turned around.
“Kid! Leave ten thousand silver, and we’ll let you go,” three disciples of the Xin family said as they surrounded Zhao Feng. The one that spoke was the youth in silver.
Xin Gang! Zhao Feng immediately recognized the youth.
The three disciples in front of him had all reached the third rank, and Xin Gang had reached the peak of the third rank.
“Ten thousand silver? Just you three?” Zhao Feng said indifferently as he stood straight. He had spent near ten thousand silver in Sun Feather City and still had ten thousand left. These people obviously planned to take it all for themselves.
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