Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 241 - 161: Final Battle Against the Old Demon Child (Part 4)

Chapter 241: Chapter 161: Final Battle Against the Old Demon Child (Part 4)

Jiang Feng peered through the window gap.

He saw a figure in the distance, golden light flashing beneath the person’s feet, disappearing swiftly from his line of sight.

"Could it be him?"

Jiang Feng immediately thought of the one-eyed elder.

That night at the black market, he saw Xiao Zhan chasing after the one-eyed elder. The elder had used the Three-legged Body Technique, trying to shake Xiao Zhan off, so Jiang Feng instinctively suspected him.

He sat back down on his bed.

Checked his panel information.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 210071

Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Great Success)

Skills: Loulan Slash (Perfection+) Wind Palm (Minor Achievement+) Three-legged Body Technique (Mastery+)

Realm: Innate (True Essence Realm)

Divine Power: Immortality

Jiang Feng noticed that, after escaping the one-eyed elder, his Fortune Point had increased by more than forty thousand.

"This... Just how dangerous was that? I don’t think I ever provoked him. Could he be with the Demon Sect? No, he shouldn’t be."

"Is it because of the Three-legged Body Technique?"

"Who the hell did I piss off? Why after leaving Zhenbei Prison, do I feel even more in danger?"

Jiang Feng was thoroughly frustrated.

If it weren’t for seeing his Fortune Point go up, he’d have cursed out loud.

"What a complete mess!"

"I have to get rid of them for good."

Fortune reaching two hundred thousand, Jiang Feng couldn’t feel happy at all.

Those he’d offended now—whether it was Xiao Zhan, the Second Prince, the Seventh Prince, the Demon Sect, Red Lotus Sect, or the one-eyed elder—each seemed stronger than the last; not a single one he could handle on his own.

Especially the Old Demon Child.

The Ten Directions Ghost Realm was unpredictable, backed by the entire Demon Sect. Now that he’d crossed him, if the Old Demon Child got annoyed and had Uncle Fu tell the truth to the Second Prince or the others, he’d be as good as dead.

At this point, it seemed he really had to get far away from Dragon Capital and find somewhere to hide.

"Pfft!"

Just as he was brooding, Jiang Feng felt his Qi Blood surge up, cheeks puffing—he nearly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His face twisted in pain.

His meridians felt as if they were burning, agony coursing through him.

He suddenly realized: having been seriously wounded by the Old Demon Child, the injury was now acting up. Escaping Dragon Capital could wait; first, he had to heal.

Thankfully, there was Healing Elixir in his room.

After swallowing a few, the pain lessened—but to fully recover, he’d still have to rely on his Tai Chi Longevity Skill.

So Jiang Feng sank into a Void Spirit State, merging with the world around him, and began cultivating the Tai Chi Longevity Skill to recover.

That sword from the Old Demon Child had pierced his body’s defenses, dark power invading his system, wrecking his meridians—a burning fire raged inside him. Luckily, the Tai Chi Longevity Skill was a Pure Yang Technique, perfectly capable of countering such energy.

Gradually, Jiang Feng managed to suppress his injuries.

But to truly heal, it would take a long period of recovery. If he could get his hands on some top-grade elixir, the process would speed up greatly; but even at the black market, it was almost impossible to find an elixir that could cure injuries of an Innate Powerhouse.

Especially wounds left by the Old Demon Child’s evil cultivation technique.

To really recover, Jiang Feng could only rely on the Tai Chi Longevity Skill, healing bit by bit.

"Though I’m a Longevity Practitioner, other than lacking aging and sickness, my physical state is completely tied to my own strength. The Old Demon Child’s sword nearly took half my life."

"Now that he’s got his eye on me, what should I do?"

"If only someone from Yun Gui Sect could kill him for me, that’d be perfect!"

"Maybe I can find a powerful sect to rely on. The world is huge—there must be somewhere stronger than the Demon Sect. But, if I ran into some bigshot, wouldn’t they notice something odd about my body?"

Jiang Feng was getting a headache—no answers, only tangled thoughts.

As the Tai Chi Longevity Skill continued to run, his heart finally began to settle.

Soon, night passed by.

Jiang Feng stayed in his room, cultivating and recovering; he could sense that, compared to usual, things outside were much livelier—not because there were more people, but because the commotion at Zhenbei Prison last night had spread through the commoners’ district.

The truth was now morphing into rumors.

All sorts of bizarre stories were being created, some deliberately, some by accident.

Some said, hidden beneath Zhenbei Prison, in the underground palace, was a dragon—one that belonged to the Great Tang’s Dragon Vein. If the Dragon Vein was destroyed, the Great Tang itself would collapse.

Others said, beneath the palace were countless treasures, amassed by the ancestors of Great Tang, saved for disaster relief.

Yet more claimed the underground palace was part of Zhenbei Prison itself—a fourth level—where all the demons and monsters were kept. The ones breaking into Zhenbei Prison that night were just accomplices of those demons and monsters.

In short, rumors and gossip spread everywhere.

The stories snowballed, growing wilder and wider; yet none of the ones Jiang Feng heard had anything to do with the real truth.

Still, with things this chaotic, Jiang Feng was pleased—he needed time to heal, and the more rumors there were, the less likely anyone would pay him any attention.

Ten days passed in a flash.

Jiang Feng’s aura at last was no longer so wretched.

The Tai Chi Longevity Skill truly worthy of being a Celestial Extreme Technique; ten day’s time not only completely dispelled the Yin Evil Qi the Old Demon Child left in Jiang Feng’s body, but also restored much of his damaged meridians.

Now, on the surface, he looked no different from a healthy man.

Only lingering internal wounds were left; to fully heal, he’d have to keep relying on the Tai Chi Longevity Skill. As for exactly how long, at best a month or so, at worst half a year or more.

"I can finally go out and see what’s being said."

Jiang Feng changed his look and went to a tavern in Dragon Capital, one of the liveliest places around. The place was full of Dragon Snake types and wandering heroes. Whatever major events happened in Great Tang, you’d hear about them here first.