Chapter 113: Stir Up a Big Scene!

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Lu Rui’s Estate

Chen Feng sat cross-legged in meditation, the bright sunlight shining upon him. His hands formed a seal, and his face wore a serene expression. Yet within his body, his internal energy began to emit a faint warmth. With each breath, the energy coursed through various acupuncture points along his meridians.

Every cycle of circulation in his dantian brought a subtle yang transformation to his inner energy. This positive energy permeated and purified the impurities within Chen Feng’s body.

Every person’s body accumulates impurities over time. Since we rely on grains for sustenance, consuming them inevitably introduces these impurities. Even those who cultivate internal energy are not exempt. The difference is that martial artists have methods to expel these impurities. External cultivators typically sweat them out, while internal cultivators use their internal energy. Internal cultivation offers two advantages: it is simpler and more effective in purging impurities from the five viscera and six bowels.

External training focuses on tendons, bones, and skin; internal training targets the internal organs.

“Not bad, not bad. The ‘Profound Yang Technique’ truly is marvelous. Compared to the Qi Accumulation Art I studied before, it’s in a completely different league. The speed of cultivation has increased tenfold, and the yang transformation seems to greatly enhance the power of my internal energy. Though I’m only just beginning, the power boost is still modest.”

After practicing for a while, Chen Feng felt lighter, as if his entire body had been invigorated. His organs seemed brimming with endless vitality.

This is the difference between advanced and basic internal cultivation methods. However, the more refined the technique, the more complex it is to practice. The Qi Accumulation Art solely trains one’s breath and internal energy in the dantian, leaving meridians and acupuncture points vague. Without decades of practice, most practitioners never feel the qi sensation in their lifetime.

In contrast, the Profound Yang Technique involves changes in meridians and acupuncture points, with special meditation requirements. This significantly raises the difficulty, but guarantees qi sensation within a year.

Not far from the estate, in a small pavilion, Lu Rui and Zhang Mu sat facing each other in meditation.

“I never expected you to teach the Profound Yang Technique to Chen Feng!” Lu Rui said with surprise, glancing at Chen Feng.

Zhang Mu smiled slightly and replied, “I said, I would pass on as much as this kid could learn in fifteen days. Honestly, I didn’t expect him to reach this level in such a short time. He’s a genius—I’m almost tempted to recruit him into the Yanhuang Enforcement Team!”

Lu Rui held his teacup, hesitating briefly before speaking seriously. “He may not want to join the Yanhuang Enforcement Team. I can see his heart is untamed; he won’t submit to rules easily. He has his own path.”

Zhang Mu sighed softly, his gaze deep as he looked at Lu Rui. “Perhaps it’s you who isn’t willing to let go.”

Lu Rui’s fingers stiffened around the cup. After a slow sip, he spoke softly, “Letting go? What reason do I have? I’m practically useless now, forever outside the core circle of the Lu family. Settling down as a wealthy man—doesn’t that sound fine?”

Zhang Mu merely glanced at Lu Rui, then returned his gaze to Chen Feng. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but you mustn’t be hasty. I know you’ve been laying your own plans quietly these years. But you should understand what the Lu family represents. Do you think your current strength can contend with it? I admit, Chen Feng is a genius, but there are many geniuses in this world. Back then, his talent probably exceeded Chen Feng’s by a third.”

“Stop!” Lu Rui interrupted suddenly, clenching his teeth. “Do you think I’m safe just because I’ve settled down? He won’t let me go. I’m still alive because some elders of the Lu family remain to restrain him. But soon, once they pass, when he takes full control of the family, that will be the day he hunts me down and wipes me out!”

Lu Rui smiled bitterly, his voice filled with helplessness. “I’m useless now, can’t practice martial arts anymore. I’ve given up fighting. I just want a peaceful life as a worldly rich man. Isn’t that enough? But I know his character better than you. He’ll never let me off. I don’t care if I die, but Lu Ran is my only hope. I’ll do everything to protect him. At least if I leave this world, I’ll have some peace of mind with him.”

Zhang Mu said nothing further, only sighed softly.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng, still seated cross-legged in meditation, stopped his movements. He pushed off the ground with his legs and stood up. Glancing toward Zhang Mu, he slowly approached.

“Uncle Zhang, Uncle Lu,” he greeted.

“How do you feel?” Zhang Mu smiled warmly at him.

“Great,” Chen Feng replied simply, then added naturally, “But maybe I should take more tonic herbs to strengthen my internal power.”

Internal energy is derived from the nutrients in one’s daily diet, stored in the body as energy that nourishes and fuels combat ability. This is why martial artists generally consume much more food than ordinary people, especially internal cultivators, whose daily intake is enormous. Wealthy families often purchase deer antler, ginseng, and other potent herbs for long-term use to accelerate internal energy cultivation.

Zhang Mu smiled and continued, “Alright, Chen Feng, it’s getting late. The fifteen days are up, and I must leave Jiangzhou.”

“Uncle Zhang!” Chen Feng looked at him gratefully. Despite everything, there was a master-disciple bond between them, and parting was difficult.

“There’s no feast in the world that never ends,” Zhang Mu smiled. “We will meet again.”

“Why not stay for lunch before you go?” Chen Feng smiled confidently, clearly proud of his cooking skills.

“Heh, that sounds good!” Zhang Mu chuckled. During these fifteen days, Chen Feng had won over Zhang Mu’s appetite with his culinary talents. Just thinking about it made Zhang Mu’s mouth water.

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After seeing Zhang Mu off, Chen Feng felt a twinge of reluctance but kept it to himself. His mind focused on the upcoming Jiangzhou Culinary King Competition. If he achieved a good result there, his accomplishment points would skyrocket.

However, a call from Xiao Yu caught him by surprise.

“Chen Feng, I have some bad news,” Xiao Yu’s soft voice echoed in his ear.

“Bad news?” Chen Feng asked in confusion. “What kind of bad news?”

Xiao Yu sighed lightly and said seriously, “The Jiangzhou Culinary King competition has been canceled.”

“Canceled?” Chen Feng was stunned. “No way! Didn’t the TV station confirm everything? The preparations were almost complete. Why cancel it suddenly?”

“It’s true it’s canceled here, but the competition venue has been moved—to Donghai,” Xiao Yu explained. “They’re holding the event on Donghai Satellite TV.”

“That’s not bad, is it? Donghai Satellite TV is a major network, far bigger than Jiangzhou’s local station,” Chen Feng said oddly. “How is this bad news?”

If it were on Oriental Satellite TV, the impact would be even greater, and the accomplishment points he could earn would increase. That should be good.

Xiao Yu shook her head. “It’s not that simple. It wasn’t a sudden move—someone invested in it. You probably know who: the Liu Group. I suspect it’s Liu Kaifeng behind this. Jiangzhou isn’t his home turf, but Donghai is. He could be scheming against us behind the scenes.”

“Liu Kaifeng is causing trouble?” Chen Feng narrowed his eyes. “So he’s targeting us now? That guy’s reckless.”

Xiao Yu laughed softly. “So, little brother, do you dare to stir things up in Donghai?”

“Of course I do. What’s so great about Liu Kaifeng? He’s a worthless punk. What right does he have to challenge us?” Chen Feng smiled disdainfully. “If he dares to act cocky, I won’t hesitate to send him to hell!”

(Third update! I finally did it. Even though it’s past midnight, I want to proudly shout: Do you still have monthly votes? Let’s make them fly wildly! Feng Shao will explode! Explode!)

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