Chapter 325 - 189: Spiritual Power, Yangchun Technique Breakthrough_2
Because of this discovery, Jiang Feng’s steps halted outside the walls of Tiger Fang Manor. He originally wanted to go in and have a look, but the aura of the Great Demon made him unconsciously retreat.
"Wu Weiwei has a kind heart, she shouldn’t harm those three little monkeys. Maybe entrusting them to her would be safer than handing them to the Red-haired Baboon."
Jiang Feng thought to himself.
No matter what, the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau wouldn’t dare enter Tiger Fang Manor to search for the little monkeys.
Thinking this, Jiang Feng turned to return to Dragon Capital.
He felt there was no need to provoke a Great Demon for the sake of three monkeys. If he were discovered, that would not be fun.
"Hm? Not good!"
But at the very moment he turned, Jiang Feng felt as though he had been locked onto by a venomous snake—a chilling, sinister aura emanated from within the Tiger Fang Manor.
"Swoosh!"
Jiang Feng did not hesitate in the slightest.
He unleashed his body technique at full speed.
Leaving an afterimage where he once stood, he shot toward Dragon Capital like lightning.
At the spot where he left the afterimage, the ground was covered with frost, a biting chill freezing the earth. From within the manor, a Cyan Python stretched its head out from the wall, staring in the direction of Dragon Capital.
"Zhi zhi!"
It flicked its tongue, sensing the changes in the surrounding aura.
Jiang Feng only felt a coldness persistently clinging to his back.
He saw a refugee camp up ahead.
Hurriedly, he darted inside.
He found a crowded spot to lie down and pretended to fall soundly asleep, fully restraining his aura, feigning deep slumber.
Gradually, that intangible chill finally began to dissipate.
The Cyan Python inside Tiger Fang Manor kept its gaze fixed in the direction of the refugee camp. After staring for a while, as if sensing no hostility, it retreated back inside.
"Ti ti!"
"Gu gu!"
Meanwhile, the three little monkeys and the Little Black Tiger in the manor were all cowering in a corner, trembling with fear.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t be scared, Sister Qing won’t hurt you."
Wu Weiwei comforted them.
She didn’t know why the Cyan Python woke up from its slumber, but she knew that the python wouldn’t disturb everyone for no reason. Soon, the manor lit up brightly, with hushed conversations drifting from inside.
An elder came to inspect the spot where Jiang Feng had vanished.
Upon seeing the ground covered in frost, his expression changed for the worse. For someone to approach Tiger Fang Manor and still avoid the Cyan Python’s attack—there weren’t many in Dragon Capital with that kind of power, were there?
What purpose did the intruder have to come here in the middle of the night?
Jiang Feng slept in the refugee camp for an hour. As dawn was about to break, and after confirming there was no abnormal aura approaching, he quietly left, swiftly entering Dragon Capital and returning to Zhenbei Prison.
"What kind of demon was that?"
"My clothes are frozen stiff."
Jiang Feng saw that his night clothes had a thin layer of lingering frost. It took him a while to clear it off.
Then, he checked his panel info.
Name: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 269921
Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Great Perfection) Yangchun Technique (Beginner+)
Skills: Loulan Slash (Perfection+) Wind Palm (Minor Achievement+) Three-legged Body Technique (Minor Achievement)
Realm: Innate (Ruyi Realm)
Divine Power: Immortality
"This... increased by nearly ninety thousand points. Who on earth was that? If it weren’t for the solid True Essence protecting me from that chill, my bloodline might have frozen stiff."
Jiang Feng’s heart was still racing.
"For a Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall to have such a powerful presence—what about the Imperial City? Just how many cards does the Emperor of the Great Tang still have up his sleeve?"
Jiang Feng felt great apprehension.
In his opinion, the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall must also be a force under the Emperor of the Great Tang.
"Yangchun Technique, it’s time to upgrade it."
Seeing the plus sign after ’Beginner’,
He recalled when he first added the Yangchun Technique to the panel, with just over a hundred Fortune Points, there was already a plus sign after ’Beginner’. Now, with nearly 270,000 Fortune Points, Jiang Feng wanted to see just how far he could upgrade the Yangchun Technique.
He invested one hundred Fortune Points into the Yangchun Technique.
Fortune: 269821
Cultivation Technique: Yangchun Technique (Beginner+)
Realm: Innate (Ruyi Realm)
With only one hundred Fortune Points, it actually reached the Beginner level.
Jiang Feng found it unbelievable.
He remembered that when upgrading Tai Chi Longevity Skill from Beginner to Beginner+, it had cost him quite a bit of Fortune Points.
So he couldn’t help but sense for any change in his aura.
"No change?"
Jiang Feng frowned. For Yangchun Technique to reach Beginner, his Realm didn’t advance—that was understandable, but there wasn’t even any rise in power.
He tried investing another ten thousand Fortune Points for a look.
Fortune: 259821
Cultivation Technique: Yangchun Technique (Beginner+)
Realm: Innate (Ruyi Realm)
"Wishful thinking. The Yangchun Technique surpasses Celestial Extreme—maybe getting started is easy, but breaking through from there definitely isn’t."
Jiang Feng muttered to himself.
He simply invested another hundred thousand Fortune Points.
But the result left him dumbfounded.
There was still no change at all.
So he started investing in increments of ten thousand each time.
Until he had invested two hundred fifty thousand points.
The panel info changed.
Name: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 19821
Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Great Perfection) Yangchun Technique (Proficient)
Realm: Innate (Ruyi Realm)
The Realm didn’t change, but Jiang Feng felt his body solid and tough; his perception power, already at perfection, actually seemed to be transforming toward the edge of Spiritual Sense.
With a thought, Jiang Feng drew the power of heaven and earth around him to his body, as if forcibly molding it into a tangible suit of armor.
"Spiritual Power taking shape?"
"I’ve stepped into the threshold of cultivation."
Jiang Feng was shaken to his core.
An Innate Powerhouse could manipulate the power of heaven and earth within their body, sometimes converting it to Primordial Power; a strong Celestial Profound Realm cultivator could even seize all the power of heaven and earth in the vicinity with a mere gesture, forming tornadoes or manifesting a palm seal.