Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 521 - 519: Profound Level Supreme: Mysterious Monster Blood Refining Skill!
"Uncle Liu, I don’t wish to reveal my identity at the moment, so please refrain from spreading what happened today," Luo Feng said to Liu Haichuan. He didn’t want the news of his breakthrough to the Spiritual Rotation Realm to spread before the Twelve Golden Palaces examination.
Upon hearing this, the surrounding guards showed surprise in their eyes.
Slaying the Bloodthirsty Demon General, Xue Jiuyou, was no small feat. If word of this spread, Luo Feng’s name would surely create a sensation. Many young Martial Artists yearned for such an opportunity to make their names known.
If Lu Qing had slain Xue Jiuyou, people from several nearby territories would probably know about it within half a day.
Luo Feng, on the other hand, was indifferent to such a great achievement, as if it were as common as eating or drinking.
When Liu Haichuan heard Luo Feng’s decision, his admiration grew. This level of composure was something even he found himself lacking in comparison.
"Alright, I promise that no outsider will know about today’s incident," Liu Haichuan nodded.
"Master Luo Feng, we will surely keep our lips sealed!"
"Right! I, Hu Shan, swear that if I leak even half a sentence, I will be dismembered by countless blades!"
The other nearby guards also voiced their assurances, promising not to reveal what had happened today.
"Thank you," Luo Feng nodded.
"Luo Feng, you saved all of our lives. You are our great benefactor, so please don’t be so formal," Liu Haichuan said, patting Luo Feng’s shoulder. He laughed heartily a few times and then ordered, "Everyone, take a short break, and then we’ll continue our journey."
"Captain, what about Lu Qing’s body?" a guard suddenly asked.
Liu Haichuan frowned slightly and waved his hand dismissively. "Let him rot."
Upon hearing this, the nearby guards nodded; none paid any attention to Lu Qing’s body.
If it weren’t for Lu Qing’s insistence on taking this road, they wouldn’t have run into Xue Jiuyou and faced a life-or-death struggle.
Since the man was dead, after a short rest, the team immediately set off for Wutie Town.
"Young Master Luo Feng, this carriage is for cargo and is too bumpy. You can move to the one at the front," a young female guard said respectfully, riding her horse over to Luo Feng’s side.
Luo Feng shook his head and smiled, declining the offer. "No need, this is quite nice."
The female guard smiled and nodded. "Then if you need anything, please feel free to let me know."
With that, she rode towards the front of the convoy.
Luo Feng watched the female guard leave and exhaled, then took out Xue Jiuyou’s storage ring and infused his Soul Power into it.
HUM!
As his Soul Power entered the storage ring, Luo Feng immediately perceived the space within.
It was a second-grade storage ring, its interior space about the size of a room. It was filled with various items: piles of gold, Demon Cores, and gems that dazzled the eye.
Luo Feng roughly estimated that, including the gold notes in the ring, these items were worth at least one hundred thousand taels of gold.
This was a huge fortune; Luo Feng’s entire current wealth barely matched this amount.
Feeling a thrill, Luo Feng’s gaze swept across the space.
In a corner, there were several wooden boxes filled entirely with Yuan Stones, all of them second-grade—at least five or six thousand of them.
Despite Luo Feng’s usual composure, seeing so many second-grade Yuan Stones made his heart race with excitement.
Even the entire Purple Sun School probably didn’t possess this many second-grade Yuan Stones.
This is truly a windfall! he thought.
Looking at the second-grade Yuan Stones before him, Luo Feng felt an irresistible urge to laugh aloud.
He had been worrying that a lack of Yuan Stones would hinder his Cultivation. These second-grade Yuan Stones were a true godsend.
Huh, Secret Manuals...
Luo Feng noticed four Secret Manuals scattered to one side. With a thought, he retrieved them from the storage ring.
"Yellow Level Advanced Martial Arts: Cloud Wind Hand."
"Yellow Level Peak Martial Arts: Bursting Fist."
"Profound Level Advanced Martial Arts: Chaotic Shadow Splitting Cloud Step..."
Luo Feng flipped through them. They were all low-level Martial Arts techniques and didn’t hold much value; Xue Jiuyou had probably seized them from his victims.
Shaking his head, Luo Feng took out the last Secret Manual.
As soon as he held it, Luo Feng immediately sensed a difference.
This manual radiated a faint aura of Yuan Qi, and its cover was made from the hide of a high-level Demon Beast.
Somewhat surprised, Luo Feng’s gaze fell upon the cover, and he couldn’t help but gasp. Mysterious Monster Blood Refining Skill, a Profound Level Peak Martial Arts technique!
It’s actually a Profound Level Peak Martial Arts technique! Luo Feng was deeply shocked.
Even if one searched all four great academies, they might not find a single Profound Level Advanced Martial Arts technique, let alone a Peak one.
Licking his lips, Luo Feng opened the Secret Manual.
"Mysterious Monster Blood Refining Skill, a Profound Level Peak Martial Arts technique. This Cultivation Technique is derived from the Secret Techniques of the Demon Race. Practitioners can refine the fresh blood of Martial Artists, extract their vital essence for personal use, transform Yuan Qi, and recover from injuries. The stronger the opponent, the better the effect. Note: The Cultivation of opponents refined must be lower than one’s own; otherwise, the practitioner might go into a frenzy and die."
Reading the introduction, Luo Feng frowned slightly. He hadn’t expected this Martial Arts technique to be related to the Demon Race of the East Ridge Demon Region.
No wonder Xue Jiuyou could recover from his injuries so quickly. It’s all thanks to this Mysterious Monster Blood Refining Skill, he mused.
This Mysterious Monster Blood Refining Skill requires refining the fresh blood of Martial Artists for practice. Such an Evil Cultivation Art should not be allowed to exist in this world...
Recalling the tragic scenes he had witnessed along the way, Luo Feng frowned. He was about to destroy the Secret Manual but hesitated and then reconsidered.
A Profound Level Peak Martial Arts technique isn’t easy to come by. Even if I don’t practice it, I could offer it to the Golden Palace when I enter the Twelve Golden Palaces and likely receive substantial rewards.
To think that after so much trouble, the Profound Level Peak Martial Arts technique I obtained would be such an Evil Cultivation Art...
Luo Feng curled his lip and returned the Mysterious Monster Blood Refining Skill manual to the storage ring.
Just then, the sound of hooves approached. Luo Feng looked up and saw Liu Xin, the young woman in the green dress, riding her horse over.
She rode alongside Luo Feng’s carriage, her beautiful eyes subtly observing him. She pressed her red lips together several times, as if wanting to speak but hesitating each time.
"Is something wrong?" Luo Feng asked, glancing at her.
The young woman in green bit her red lip, her hands gripping the reins tightly. After a long moment, she gathered her courage, pointed to the space beside Luo Feng in the carriage, and asked, "Luo Feng, can... can I come up and talk?"
Luo Feng replied indifferently, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. I need to continue my Cultivation."
Hearing this, a blush of embarrassment spread across the young woman’s pretty face. She tightened her lips and whispered, "Luo Feng, thank you for saving me. I came here... to apologize to you. I shouldn’t have..."
Luo Feng waved his hand, interrupting her. "There’s no need for thanks. I have a personal grudge against Xue Jiuyou; my actions weren’t specifically to save you. As for an apology, we’re practically strangers. It’s understandable if you looked down on me, so there’s no need for it."
"No, I didn’t look down on you! I just..." the young woman in green began to explain, but when she looked up, she saw Luo Feng had already closed his eyes. Her face paled slightly.
The Liu family were merchants, and she, as the apple of the Liu Family Head’s eye, had no fondness for the wealthy heirs who reveled in intrigue. Deep in her heart, she yearned for the life of a Martial Artist, one who could roam the lands freely with a sword.
However, her Cultivation talent was mediocre. Despite consuming enormous resources, she had only just reached the seventh stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm at sixteen. Because of this, she had always hoped to find a highly capable young prodigy to befriend.
When she encountered Lu Qing on their journey, she heard he was a top talent from the Long Wind School and felt a sense of admiration. Seeing that Lu Qing disliked Luo Feng, she had deliberately belittled Luo Feng to gain Lu Qing’s attention, but she never expected...
I suppose this is what I deserve...
Seeing Luo Feng’s closed eyes, not even sparing her a glance, she felt a wave of frustration unlike any she had experienced before. Biting her lip, she whispered, "Luo Feng, whether you accept it or not, I must apologize for my previous actions. I’m sorry."
Her words fell, but Luo Feng remained unmoved. A bitter smile touched the young woman’s pretty face. She turned her horse and rode away, appearing somewhat dejected and lost.
PHEW...
Hearing the sound of hooves fading into the distance, Luo Feng opened his eyes. He watched the departing figure of the young woman in green and murmured to himself, I should leave soon.
Shaking his head, Luo Feng closed his eyes again. His consciousness slowly sank inward as he circulated the Yuan Qi within his body, resuming his daily arduous Cultivation.
Under the scorching sun, the convoy meandered through the wilderness.
「Four hours later」
A major road suddenly appeared before the caravan. Green plants grew vigorously on both sides, a vibrant scene completely different from the desolation they had just traversed. It was like entering another world.
Luo Feng awakened from his Cultivation. Opening his eyes, he looked at the wide road ahead. With a flash, his figure appeared beside Liu Haichuan. "Uncle Liu, how far are we from Wutie Town?"
"At our current speed, it should still be about six hours," Liu Haichuan replied with a smile, turning to look at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng nodded, cupped his fists, and said, "Uncle Liu, thank you for your care along the way. I think I’ll go on ahead."
The sudden change in the young woman in green’s attitude had made Luo Feng feel a bit uncomfortable, so he decided to leave early.
Liu Haichuan frowned slightly. "You want to leave? But you’re also going to Wutie Town; we’re heading the same way. I was hoping to have a good drink with you when we arrived."
Luo Feng chuckled. "I suddenly remembered an urgent matter I need to attend to, so I must get to Wutie Town as soon as possible."
Hearing Luo Feng’s words, Liu Xin, who was nearby, felt her delicate eyebrows tremble slightly.
She had a vague guess as to why Luo Feng was leaving, and her slender fingers tightened on the reins.
Liu Haichuan nodded. "In that case, I won’t insist you stay. Have a safe journey. Oh, and remember, Wutie Town is a lawless place. Strength is revered there, and the weak have no voice. You must be careful..."
At this point, Liu Haichuan suddenly recalled Luo Feng’s strength, laughed, and slapped his forehead. "Look at me, worrying about you needlessly..."
Luo Feng chuckled. "Thank you, Uncle Liu. I’ll take my leave now. Take care!"
"Take care!"
Luo Feng cupped his fists again, then executed Teng Dragon’s Step, his figure shooting forward along the main road.
Liu Xin raised her delicate hand, about to say something. But when she looked up, the road stretched endlessly to the horizon, and Luo Feng was nowhere in sight. She reluctantly lowered her hand and whispered, so softly only she could hear, "Goodbye..."
