Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Ninety-Eight Training

Humans are truly strange creatures. Don't be fooled by their self-righteousness and pronouncements of "a gentleman does not speak of profit," making themselves seem detached from worldly affairs. But when it comes to their own interests, they become more eager than the most lustful lecher.

No sooner had Xiao Chong and Yin Feng arrived at the camp than the Hengshan Sect's personnel, who were there to conduct a gold and silver transaction, arrived shortly afterward.

Although it's called a transaction, it's actually not complicated at all. The price has already been set, and all that's left is to count the amount.

Watching the neatly stacked boxes of gold and silver jewelry in the warehouse being emptied in an instant, Xiao Chong finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding the more than 10,000 Yuan Power Cards handed over by the person who came.

Having so much real gold and silver stored in the camp was bound to make people uneasy. As the saying goes, one should not flaunt one's wealth. Xiao Chong knew he didn't have the courage to keep dozens of tons of gold in his home like those super tycoons in his previous life.

Why not just use a credit card? Why not use online payment? Why be so flashy?

Although I am now quite wealthy, and although my brilliance shines from within and cannot be concealed, I am still a low-key person at heart.

Despite his admiration, Xiao Chong was quite satisfied with Hengshan's efficiency. Hengshan didn't disappoint him; only half a day had passed, and before it was even completely dark, news of a gust of wind had already spread outside.

The message was released in the form of a notice from the town mayor's office, and its content is roughly as follows:

Town mayor Hengshan, to protect the interests of the various pioneering teams, tirelessly ventured deep into the southern wilderness, engaging in a fierce battle with the notorious bandit Yizhenfeng for three days and three nights. After paying a heavy price, he finally captured Yizhenfeng alive.

In Tiannan Town, there lived a man known as Tiger Lord, who instigated trouble, bullied the good, and acted arrogantly, deeply incurring the wrath of the people. An investigation revealed that this man was secretly colluding with a gust of wind to commit evil deeds; he was truly a heinous criminal.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Mayor Hengshan decided to publicly execute the two individuals in front of the Happy Forest Restaurant ten days from now, as a warning to others. A banquet will be held at the restaurant, inviting representatives from all sides to witness the ceremony.

Upon learning this news, Xiao Chong felt even more relieved, and at the same time gained a deeper understanding of Hengshan's character.

Yokoyama is decisive in his actions, but how come he's even more shameless than me? I only told him to spread the word, but he directly issued a notice in the name of the town mayor's office. As a result, even those who are quick-witted and can vaguely guess Yokoyama's intentions dare not disobey.

This is Xiao Chong's latest opinion on Hengshan.

For the next ten days, Xiao Chong stayed indoors and devoted himself entirely to his cultivation.

In the Tianyun Continent, military might reigns supreme. Without strong military power as a guarantee, everything else is just a mirage. This is a new lesson Xiao Chong has learned after his recent battles.

This time, the method of cultivation was somewhat different from before. Instead of sitting alone in meditation and drawing upon stellar energy to temper the body, it involved directly fighting against Yin Changkong.

So every morning, a group of Xiao family members would gather to watch from an open space behind the barracks.

This was also the perfect opportunity for Yin Changkong to beat Xiao Chong without any psychological burden.

The disciples were delighted to see their respected Captain Xiao suffer such a rare setback.

Today is the tenth day of combat training. In the open space behind the barracks, Xiao Chong and Yin Changkong stand facing each other, three zhang apart.

"Are you ready?" Yin Changkong asked calmly, but secretly he was overjoyed.

"Make your move!" Xiao Chong's sleeves moved without wind, as if he were a peerless master.

"Then you'd better be careful," Yin Changkong said with a completely insincere tone.

"Enough with the small talk, bring it on!" Xiao Chong tossed his tied-up long hair back, revealing his superior demeanor.

Yin Changkong stopped talking, took a step forward, raised his fist, and threw a punch at Xiao Chong.

"Whoosh!" The wind from the punch arrived before the fist itself!

The fierce wind from the punch caused Xiao Chong's clothes to flutter wildly, and the air hummed as it was struck by the fist.

Xiao Chong remained unmoved, letting the wind from the punch brush against his body, but his eyes were wide open, staring intently at the trajectory of Yin Changkong's fist.

For Yin Changkong, a distance of three zhang was no problem at all; he could reach it in the blink of an eye.

In the past, Xiao Chong would have only two ways to deal with this situation: either dodge quickly to avoid the attack or block with a punch to meet it head-on.

But no matter which method you use, you'll end up being tortured like a dog by Yin Changkong.

There was no way around it; Yin Changkong's martial arts cultivation was undeniable, far surpassing Xiao Chong's by not just a little bit, but by a full three realms.

In general, when martial artists want to challenge someone of a higher level, although it is not absolutely impossible to succeed, the difference between the two sides cannot be too great, at most one level.

Given the three-realm difference between Xiao Chong and Yin Changkong, even someone as resourceful as Xiao Chong would have absolutely no hope.

"Let's see you pretend to be a master! Do you think it's so easy to pretend to be a master?" Yin Changkong was already overjoyed, his mind filled with the image of Xiao Chong being beaten and crying for his parents.

But Xiao Chong's reaction today seemed a little different. Facing Yin Changkong's fist, he not only did not block or dodge, but instead straightened his chest and met it head-on.

"What's going on? Did I beat him too hard these past few days and make him stupid?" Yin Changkong was shocked and forcibly withdrew some of the force of his punch.

Although he had suppressed his power to the level of a martial arts student, he had still trained hard for many years, and the power of this punch was far beyond what those half-baked martial arts students could compare to.

He couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be if Xiao Chong couldn't withstand the pressure and something unexpected happened to him.

However, the most taboo thing in the face of battle is to suddenly withdraw your strength. The force that rushed back was like a heavy hammer hitting Yin Changkong's chest, causing his blood and qi to surge.

"Even so, this kid can't be taken in, right?" In his fear, Yin Changkong's fist had already struck Xiao Chong's chest.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Chong was struck by the force of the punch and his body was thrown back two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), and a large hole was blown in his clothes.

"What if they just pierce his chest?" Yin Changkong closed his eyes, too afraid to look any longer.

But after waiting for a while, the scream he expected didn't come. Instead, another voice rang in his ear: "Not so great! Let's try again!"

Upon hearing the voice, Yin Changkong slowly opened his eyes and saw Xiao Chong standing in front of him, looking smug and arrogant.

This is absolutely insane! How can a martial arts apprentice have such a powerful physique? I've never heard of him practicing any body-strengthening techniques. Yeah, insane is the only word to describe it!

Yin Changkong looked at Xiao Chong as if he were looking at a monster, and the onlookers were all speechless with astonishment.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Xiao Chong became even more smug and asked Yin Changkong with feigned concern, "Was the food bad today? Did you not eat enough?"

This is contempt! This is provocation! This is a blatant insult to a veteran martial arts master! Yin Changkong felt his heart pounding faster and he felt embarrassed.

We have to get back at them, or we'll be laughed to death! Yin Changkong's face turned ashen. He adjusted his breathing and threw another punch at Xiao Chong's chest.

This punch was more powerful than the previous one, but it lacked impact.

There was no wind generated by the punch, no faint sound that vibrated the air; it was simple and direct!

But even such a light, cotton-like punch made Xiao Chong's expression change.

Given Yin Changkong's cultivation level, it's not that he lacked strength; rather, it shows that his punch had returned to its original simplicity. The old man is truly enraged!

It was too late to dodge now. Xiao Chong exhaled and concentrated his Yuan Power at a point in front of his chest, once again meeting Yin Changkong's fist head-on.

"Tom!"

With a muffled thud, Xiao Chong was thrown back five zhang, but the spot on his chest where he had been struck by the fist was only slightly red and swollen, and he did not suffer any real damage.

Even Xiao Chong was surprised to find that his physical body was so powerful.

“Uncle, it seems you really have gotten old!” Xiao Chong took off his outer robe, walked step by step to Yin Changkong, and waved a finger.

After being repeatedly scorned, Yin Changkong was speechless. He decided to intensify his efforts and teach Xiao Chong a lesson so that he wouldn't be looked down upon by the group of young men in front of him.

"For this next punch, I will raise my power to the peak of martial arts. If you can't withstand it, don't force it!" Yin Changkong clenched his fist so hard that it cracked like a string of popping beans.

“Come on, old man!” Xiao Chong shook his head, took two steps back, and looked directly at Yin Changkong.

"Whoosh!" Yin Changkong's fist struck again, and Xiao Chong straightened his chest to meet it.

"Won't this punch knock you down?" Yin Changkong smiled confidently as his fist was about to strike Xiao Chong's chest.

Just then, Xiao Chong shifted his body to the side, dodging Yin Changkong's fist, and kicked him hard in the hip.

"Didn't we agree that I'd hit you and you'd take the hit? How come you've changed your mind so suddenly?" Faced with the sudden change, Yin Changkong was stunned for a moment and staggered from the kick.

What a disgrace! Although the kick didn't hurt much, I've been the one hitting the other person for days. When did I get switched?

Yin Changkong glanced down at the dark footprints on his robe and finally lost his temper.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Fist shadows filled the sky, chasing after Xiao Chong. Xiao Chong had just shown a slight smile, but suddenly his lips froze, and he turned to flee.

"If I let you escape today, I'll have nowhere to put my old face!" Yin Changkong changed his posture and trapped Xiao Chong in a shadow of fists, his old fists raining down on Xiao Chong like a storm.

"No... I'm not fighting anymore..." Half an hour later, Xiao Chong was completely exhausted and lay on the ground unable to move.

"Want to come again tomorrow?" Yin Changkong said smugly, shaking his fist.

"I...I want to go into seclusion..." Xiao Chong said, his voice trembling with tears.

"Alright, remember to come find me to continue training when your seclusion ends."

Yin Changkong smiled, had the fat man and Yin Feng carry Xiao Chong back to his room, and then turned and left, shaking his head.

"That's so inhumane. It was just a kick, did they have to beat you to death?"

Inside the room, Xiao Chong let out an angry growl and began to practice the method of cultivating divine sense in the "Forging God Chapter".