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Chapter 162 - 162: 147: Preparation and Wholehearted Cultivation

Lijing Hotel, 18th floor, Presidential Suite.

“Master.”

Zhao Zhenfeng was talking to Xiang Li, reporting the work progress in Fuhai Province over the past two days.

Among them, included the follow-up on the Xiang Zeng attack incident.

The disappearance of the two men from Kongming Martial Arts Gym, and Shen Ziming’s appearance, preventing him from further investigation, was too coincidental.

Moreover, Zhao Zhenfeng found through investigation that after arriving in Fuhai Province, Shen Ziming went directly to Quanjiang City.

This made him suspicious of whether there was a connection between Shen Ziming and Chen Sheng.

Even as to… whether the attack on Xiang Zeng had anything to do with Yihe Gate.

“Sun Yihe, that old dog, probably couldn’t pull off something like this.”

“But it’s not certain for those bastards from Yihe Gate.” From the other end of the phone, Xiang Li’s voice came through.

He did not deny Zhao Zhenfeng’s suspicions.

“As for that Shen Ziming… I have an idea of his motives.”

A while ago,

someone told Xiang Li that just before and after Sun Yihe had accepted Shen Ziming as his disciple, he had tried to collect Qi Jie Stones within his circles.

Although Sun Yihe was very careful not to let anyone know the purpose of collecting Qi Jie Stones,

the fact that Shen Ziming appeared in Fuhai Province shortly after the discovery of the Sealed Land, it’s likely that he too is after the Qi Jie Stones.

“Recently, the officials are also collecting Qi Jie Stones. Our Martial Arts Association is ultimately supposed to serve China, and we are obligated to collect Qi Jie Stones for the officials to prevent them from falling into private hands. Do you understand?”

In the middle of the conversation,

There was a subtle hint in Xiang Li’s voice.

The implied meaning couldn’t be more obvious. “However, don’t hurt Shen Ziming, at least don’t let him die.”

“Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to Li Wuji.”

“Understood.”

A smile crept up at the corner of Zhao Zhenfeng’s mouth.

A flash of murderous intent passed through his eyebrows.

The scene of Shen Ziming warning him tacitly and openly last night is still fresh in his memory.

This kind of anger,

as a disciple of the Sect Master of the Power Sect, how could Zhao Zhenfeng tolerate it?

Now, although he still can’t kill Shen Ziming.

But the long-standing feud between Yihe Gate and Power Sect.

Both sides wished the other would die sooner.

As for the other disciples of Yihe Gate, Zhao Zhenfeng couldn’t match them.

It was rare to have someone like Shen Ziming, with low strength, enough for him to manipulate and toy with.

Such an opportunity was truly rare.

“As for that Chen Sheng, he’s just a small character, no need to pay too much attention.”

“Your current mission is to obtain the breathing technique inheritance from the Sealed Land and collect as many Qi Jie Stones as possible.” “We’ll discuss other matters after we return from the Sealed Land.”

“Understood.”

Zhao Zhenfeng nodded.

He had no intention of concerning himself with the Xiang Zeng attack incident in the first place.

As for        in his eyes, Chen was just a small character like an insect. He could be easily squished when Zhao found the time.

Concentrating too much on it would only make him seem cheap.

Beep.

After hanging up the phone,

Zhao Zhenfeng heard the crying and roaring coming from the room next door, his brow furrowing deeply.

He quickly got up.

And went to the door of the adjacent room.

Knock knock.

Zhao Zhenfeng knocked softly.

“It’s me.”

The roaring stopped gradually in the room.

Footsteps approached.

In a moment, the room door opened.

With red eyes and a lingering anger on his face, Xiang Zeng saw Zhao Zhenfeng standing at the door and instinctively shrunk his head.

“Bro… Senior Brother.” “I’m sorry, 1-” Next second.

Bang!

Zhao Zhenfeng slapped Xiang Zeng to the ground with one hand.

“Don’t worry about the attack.”

“Master is going to send someone to take over things here, and in a couple of days, you’ll go back to Kyoto first.”

Looking at Xiang Zeng on the ground, Zhao Zhenfeng spoke indifferently.

According to Xiang Li’s original plan,

Zhao Zhenfeng would go to the sealed land on the border of Fuhai Province,

while Xiang Zeng would stay in Fuhai Province to manage the local martial arts sects and gain some experience in the process. But now,

Xiang Zeng has been reduced to an idiot. This plan naturally fell through.

“Senior Brother! ! ” “That Chen Sheng- -”

Upon hearing this,

Xiang Zeng quickly raised his head and cried out to Zhao Zhenfeng with a wronged expression on his face.

Ever since he lost contact with Li Hengkong and the others, the very few thoughts in Xiang Zeng’s head have been completely occupied by Chen Sheng. He was obsessed with the idea that Chen Sheng must be the culprit.

And that Li Hengkong and the others were dead at his hands.

From last night until now.

As Zhao Zhenfeng forbade him from going to Quanjiang City to kill Chen Sheng, Xiang Zeng cried and howled for nearly a day and a night.

However,

Xiang Zeng’s words were not finished yet.

Another bang sounded.

His head was crushed by Zhao Zhenfeng directly into the floor of the room.

“Two days later, get the hell back to Kyoto.” “I’m only saying this one last time.”

“If you dare to argue again, I’ll kill you first.”

Zhao Zhenfeng’s face was fierce, and his murderous intent was evident.

His tone was filled with an icy coldness.

He did not hide his disgust for Xiang Zeng at all.

Although he would not really kill Xiang Zeng, it didn’t mean he didn’t have the thought.

Hearing these words,

Xiang Zeng instantly calmed down.

His head was buried inside the floorboard, not moving at all.

However,

The foul smell spreading from his lower body indirectly reflected his inner fear at the moment.

“Trash is trash.”

“If you weren’t the Sect Master’s son, I would’ve killed you first.”

“As for the matter of the attack, you don’t need to worry about it. Someone else will take over the investigation later.”

Leaving a few cold words behind,

Zhao Zhenfeng directly left the place and returned to his own room.

In these two days, the entrance to the Sealed Lands could be found at any time.

He needed to stay in peak condition to deal with the threats inside the Sealed Land.

Just Xiang Zeng left in the room with the door wide open, he was lying on the floor, like a corpse.

Not long after,

Soft sobbing sounded, gradually getting louder.

It seemed that the owner of the voice was trying hard to keep it low.

Quanjiang City.

After returning to the grocery store, Chen Sheng headed straight for the kitchen.

During the time he had gone out to look for Shen Ziming, the Spirit Medicine Soup had almost finished cooking.

Having decided to go to the Sealed Land in search of Qi Jie Stone and Breathing Techniques,

There were two things Chen Sheng needed to do in these two days.

First, he needed to enhance his strength as much as possible.

Second, he needed to get some new clothes.

Neither Chen Sheng nor Shen Ziming wanted to encounter Zhao Zhenfeng in the Sealed Land.

But if they did meet him, Chen Sheng would not want to expose his identity unless he was absolutely confident that he could crush the other party completely.

After all, being suspicious was one thing,

But confirming one’s identity was another matter.

After waiting for about ten minutes,

Chen Sheng extinguished the fire and poured the Spirit Medicine Soup into a bowl.

He came to the backyard.

He looked at the Spiritual Medicine Field that Shen Ziming had just tilled at noon.

In just under two hours, the tender sprouts of the spiritual medicine had visibly grown taller.

At this rate,

Chen Sheng would be able to harvest a batch of new spiritual medicines by tomorrow morning.

Immediately after,

He picked up the bowl of soup in his hand.

Gulping the soup down,

Chen Sheng finished the steaming hot Spirit Medicine Soup in one breath.

A massive surge of heat rushed to his limbs instantly.

Chen Sheng took a deep breath.

Without any hesitation, he quickly moved to the center of the courtyard.

Lying prone on the ground, he stretched his right leg to its limit, his back arching high.

Chen Sheng closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body.

His breathing became extremely slow, just one breath taking nearly a minute.

At the same time,

His body’s muscles gradually swelled, tightening his originally loose clothes.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Fully focused on his training, the beating of his heart sounded like a heavy drum, constantly echoing in Chen Sheng’s ears.

Blood surged like waves in his body, making gushing sounds as it circulated within him.

Chen Sheng could clearly hear it.

Numerous Water Spirits in the air were gathering around him, cheering him on.

“Two-legged beast! Keep it up!”

“No, it’s ‘Four-legged beast, keep it up!”‘

It was something like that.

These Water Spirits were willing to become friends with Chen Sheng.

Although it was only a very small part of them, it offered Chen Sheng plenty of help.

For example, now,

If someone held a humidity detector next to Chen Sheng, they would find that the numbers on the device were soaring uncontrollably.

Accompanied by the continuous increase in humidity,

Chen Sheng could feel that the speed of his body’s conversion of the spiritual medicine had subtly accelerated a bit.

Though it wasn’t as rapid as training in a downpour, it was more sustainable.

When compounded, the change was considerable..