Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 83: The Simp Helped Me Attain Second Grade
Jiang Feng felt something was wrong.
The man exuded authority without anger.
He called himself "this prince"!
Clearly, his status was anything but simple—if someone like this remembered him, it would spell plenty of trouble.
He realized the guy was picking on him because of Han Dong.
Must be a lovesick puppy.
Jiang Feng hurriedly said, "She’s my sister, what do you want?"
"Sister?"
The man was taken aback.
"I’ve never heard that Dong’er has a brother like you?"
He asked suspiciously.
"Sister Dong just recognized me as her little brother not long ago. If you don’t believe me, you can ask her,"
Jiang Feng explained.
"Why did Dong’er make you her brother?"
The man pressed.
"I was all alone, just a Little Prison Guard on the first floor. Sister Dong took pity on me, made me her brother, even promoted me to Little Prison Chief. Everybody at Zhenbei Prison knows about this."
Jiang Feng explained again.
When the man heard that, his aura eased up a lot. "She made you her brother just to give you a spot at the academy?"
"Yeah."
Jiang Feng nodded.
"Some fools really have all the luck."
The young man in fine clothing couldn’t help but sigh.
He turned to Xiao Ran, "Brother Xiao, Jiang Feng’s just a Little Prison Chief. There’s no way Grand Commander Han has her eyes on him. Besides, he’s the idiot who spent the whole day clutching the Tai Chi Longevity Skill at the academy."
"True, Dong’er would never like a Little Prison Chief,"
Xiao Ran nodded.
The oppressive aura about him faded away.
"You can go. We’re here to find Grand Commander Han."
The young man in fine clothes waved Jiang Feng off.
"Yes,"
Jiang Feng obeyed and quickly slipped away.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiao Ran and the young man in fine clothes enter Zhenbei Prison—they really were going to find Han Dong.
Back at Chaoyang Alley,
Jiang Feng checked his Fortune Point change.
Fortune: 19,435
Almost up by a thousand.
"Damn, that was close. Almost got bitten by a lovesick puppy."
Jiang Feng lamented.
Xiao Ran was intimidating from the start. Jiang Feng could tell he meant no good, but thankfully, he was quick-witted enough to make Xiao Ran drop his hostile intentions.
"I wonder if, when he sees Sister Dong, he’ll ask again about my relationship with her?"
Jiang Feng muttered to himself.
"Sister Dong probably wouldn’t hurt me."
That was Jiang Feng’s guess.
"You’re looking for Jiang Feng?"
"He said you took him in as your brother."
Inside the prison, Han Dong met Xiao Ran’s gaze.
Han Dong felt a surge of anger.
Over the years, Xiao Ran kept pursuing her.
He wanted to take her from Dragon Capital, move her to the Commandery City run by the Xiao Family.
She’d refused many times.
But Xiao Ran only pressed harder.
Now he was even making trouble for Jiang Feng.
For a second, Han Dong wanted to deny it, use Jiang Feng as a shield. But hearing Jiang Feng’s answer and considering the Xiao Family’s power—and knowing Jiang Feng just wanted a low-key life—
She finally said, "Yeah, I thought he was pitiful, so I made him my little brother."
A smile finally appeared on Xiao Ran’s face.
His hostility toward Jiang Feng truly dissipated at last.
Unknowingly, Jiang Feng’s Fortune Point ticked up a little more.
"Grand Commander Han, aren’t you being a bit silly taking this guy as your brother?"
The well-dressed young man, Wu Shao Long, remarked.
Han Dong frowned, not getting it.
"He took the spot you got him, and spent the whole time just reading the Tai Chi Longevity Skill and Loulan Slash—those two Cultivation and Martial Arts books."
Xiao Ran explained.
Han Dong was a little stunned.
She’d just found out about this.
She almost wanted to swear—no wonder Wu Shao Long called Jiang Feng a fool.
Soon she felt helpless and annoyed with herself for not warning Jiang Feng earlier about which books were actually useful.
"I reminded him several times to switch skills, but he just hugged the Tai Chi Longevity Skill and read straight through till morning—hahaha!"
Speaking of this, Wu Shao Long had lost all anger—just left with mockery.
Han Dong was stunned again.
She thought it over and said, "He’s just a Little Prison Chief. Making mistakes is only natural."
But deep down, she didn’t see it like that.
If Jiang Feng had nobody to guide him and spent the whole day clinging to the Tai Chi Longevity Skill, that would be normal. But if Wu Shao Long kept reminding him, and Jiang Feng still wouldn’t budge, maybe that skill actually meant something to Jiang Feng.
The next day.
Jiang Feng got up early to check his status panel.
Name: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 20,215
Cultivation Technique: Prison Guard Health Care Skill (Great Perfection), Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Beginner+)
Skills: Prison Guard Long Fist (Minor Achievement+), Divine Arrow (Great Achievement+), Monkey Escape (Great Perfection), Loulan Slash (Beginner+)
Realm: Third Grade (Refining Divinity)
Divine Power: Immortality
"Up again—finally two thousand!"
Jiang Feng was surprised.
"Han Dong must have played along for me, made that Xiao guy drop all his hostility."
"Man, some lovesick puppies are helluva strong."
"I really ought to find out what the puppy’s real background is—just in case."
Jiang Feng muttered.
Just getting rid of the guy’s hostility had netted him nearly two thousand Fortune Point—no room for carelessness.
He saw the Tai Chi Longevity Skill finally had a plus sign after Beginner, so Jiang Feng dumped his entire Fortune—twenty thousand—into it.
Name: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 215
Cultivation Technique: Prison Guard Health Care Skill (Great Perfection), Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Proficient)
Skills: Prison Guard Long Fist (Minor Achievement), Divine Arrow (Great Achievement), Monkey Escape (Great Perfection), Loulan Slash (Beginner)
Realm: Second Grade (Refining Essence)
Divine Power: Immortality
Jiang Feng closed his eyes, calming his mind.
He felt the Primordial Power in his body roaring through his veins like a river.
Within a hundred meters, nothing escaped his notice.
Primordial Power rapidly gathered in his palm.
Jiang Feng brought two fingers together and slashed the air at the table from afar.
"Whoosh!"
The Primordial Power condensed into Sword Qi, shooting out from his fingertips, chopping a corner off the table. The cut was clean as glass, and the leftover Sword Qi scored a shallow mark into the floor.
"Second Grade Refining Essence. So it’s not just about turning Qi Blood into Primordial Power—you can condense Primordial Power into Sword Qi, too. Below Second Grade, who could possibly block a strike like that?"
"With my Tai Chi Longevity Skill, my Primordial Power should be two to three times that of a normal Second-Grade Martial Artist, maybe more. Any random punch is easily over ten thousand pounds of force."
"With my current strength, even if I’m not a match for a First Grade Qi Refining Realm, relying on my Body Technique and double or triple the Primordial Power, I can at least hold my own. If I’m forced to leave Dragon Capital, my safety shouldn’t be a problem."
Jiang Feng muttered.
Power up.
He felt much more confident.
Under imperial pressure, he wasn’t the same helpless guy as before.
Of course, low-key is still the right way to go.
He quickly withdrew his aura. Using Tai Chi Longevity, he made his presence match any regular Prison Guard—nothing remarkable, harmless as a puppy.
Very soon, Jiang Feng arrived at Zhenbei Prison again.
He was already thinking: after powering up, he really owed Han Dong one for getting him that academy spot. Maybe he should help her deal with Xiao Ran.
Second Grade Refining Essence Realm cultivation.
Jiang Feng now had ways to put Xiao Ran in his place.
"Huh? Why’s there a Second-Grade expert at the prison gate?"
Suddenly, at the entrance to Zhenbei Prison, Jiang Feng sensed the presence of a powerful cultivator.
