My Mother-in-Law Gifted Me a Building

The next major realm is the Core Formation Realm.

To form a Core within one’s body, one’s physique, especially the internal organs, must be trained to become exceptionally strong.

For Chu Feng, the time was not yet right.

So, he decided to take things slow.

A night of cultivation passed quickly.

The next morning, Chu Feng arranged for Wu Yongzhi to purchase a batch of top-tier seafood.

Chu Feng also sent a message to Zhao Qinghan, telling them to arrive before noon for lunch.

After seeing the address Chu Feng provided, Zhao Qinghan and the others set out early.

The location was extremely remote; it was the kind of place that took several hours to drive to from Zhao Liu’s villa.

The reason Chu Feng had chosen such a secluded industrial area was precisely because it was remote and deserted, making it suitable for refining medicine and for cultivation.

A little after ten-thirty in the morning, Zhao Qinghan and her group arrived at Chu Feng’s factory grounds.

Chu Feng had given Wu Yongzhi and his men instructions beforehand, so Wu Yongzhi let them in upon seeing them.

"Big Bro!" The moment he entered the factory grounds, Zhao Quan spotted Chu Feng and shouted excitedly.

"You’re right on time," Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Of course! When Big Bro gives an order, how could we dare to delay? We had to rush over as fast as we could," Zhao Quan said.

"That’s right. When Mr. Chu offers to treat us to a meal, who wouldn’t hurry over?" Zhao Qinghan chimed in, teasing.

Chu Feng was a little surprised to see this playful side of Zhao Qinghan.

He had known her for a while, and she was usually all business, rarely making small talk like this.

"Hey now, Sister Qinghan, how come when anyone else asks you to a meal, you just say you’re busy? But when my Big Bro invites you, you run faster than anyone," Zhao Quan said with a teasing grin, trying to stir things up.

Of course, Zhao Quan was clearly just trying to stir things up.

But he wasn’t wrong. Normally, Zhao Qinghan was unsmiling and incredibly serious.

She never procrastinated on what needed to be done, and for things that didn’t, there was absolutely no room for discussion.

But when it came to Chu Feng, Zhao Qinghan was a completely different person, which was why Zhao Quan was teasing her like this.

"Zhao Quan, if you dare spout any more nonsense, I’ll rip your mouth off," Zhao Qinghan said, turning to glare at him. The look was rather intimidating.

"Ah? Sister Qinghan, I was just joking! Don’t take it seriously, don’t take it seriously," Zhao Quan immediately backed down.

"If you spout nonsense again, you can just get lost and go home. Don’t even think about coming out again," Zhao Qinghan said with a stern expression.

Zhao Quan immediately lowered his head and didn’t dare say another word.

"Alright, it was just a joke. Let’s not take it so seriously," Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Chu Feng, why did you call us all the way out here?" Zhao Qinghan asked curiously.

Her interest in Chu Feng was growing, and it seemed the number of secrets surrounding him was growing as well.

Especially after what happened a few days ago—he had captured One-Eyed and Scarface, and he had even managed to kill Tang Qian.

The key was that Tang Qian’s official cause of death was a sudden-onset fatal incident, with no evidence whatsoever pointing to Chu Feng as the killer.

So, even though the Tang Family knew Chu Feng was inextricably linked to Tang Qian’s death, there was nothing they could do. With the Zhao Family protecting him, the Tang Family didn’t dare go too far.

In truth, Zhao Qinghan had many questions, including the matter of Chu Feng’s father-in-law being kidnapped abroad.

She wanted to ask about all of it, but she didn’t know how to bring it up.

"It’s nothing much. I just wanted to invite you over for a meal and then maybe we could spar and exchange some pointers," Chu Feng said with a smile, getting straight to the point without beating around the bush.

"Huh? Spar? Chu Feng, you’re not joking, are you? Even One-Eyed and Scarface lost to you, and you want to spar with us?" Zhao Qinghan was very surprised.

She knew what Chu Feng had done and understood that his strength was immense.

"Yeah. My practical combat experience is very limited, so I was hoping to spar with you all and exchange some experience," Chu Feng said with a smile.

Without a second thought, Zhao Qinghan immediately agreed. "Of course! We couldn’t ask for more. In fact, even if you hadn’t mentioned it, we wanted to come find you for a sparring session. Who knows, we might even be able to break through to the next realm with this opportunity."

Prior to this, Zhao Qinghan’s Uncle Qi had wanted to meet Chu Feng, but there had never been a suitable time.

At the same time, Zhao Qinghan herself was filled with curiosity about him.

Besides, now that they were out on their own, it was actually quite difficult to find a suitable training partner.

The elders in the family were all busy with their own affairs and couldn’t possibly train with them every day. They basically never got the chance.

"Great. Should we start later, then?" Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Big Bro, can I... can I play around with this sword?" Zhao Quan asked, his eyes fixed on the sword hanging on the wall behind Chu Feng.

He had actually seen this sword last time and knew how sharp it was.

Plus, he had a particular fondness for all kinds of swords, so his curiosity about Chu Feng’s was especially strong.

"Sure," Chu Feng said, taking down the Heaven-Slaying Sword and handing it to Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan drew the sword from its sheath, and a cold gleam instantly flashed from the blade.

Everyone was stunned and let out a collective gasp of surprise.

"What a fine sword!" Even Zhao Qinghan couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

"It’s so-so. Just passable, I guess," Chu Feng said with a smile.

"When you all spar later, don’t forget about me! I want to spar too." Just then, Su Miaoke walked out of a room.

She was also holding a sword. Its scabbard was a light purple, very beautiful, with exquisite patterns and designs.

It was an elegant and delicate type of sword.

"Miaoke, you know how to use one too?" Zhao Qinghan asked, surprised to see Su Miaoke.

"Mhm, a little. I’ve only just started practicing," Su Miaoke said with a nod.

"So you can use a sword? What Sword Skill have you been cultivating?" Zhao Qinghan continued to ask.

"A little. I’m practicing the Shangqing Sword Technique," Su Miaoke said.

"That’s a Sword Skill from the Chu Family," Zhao Quan said.

Although the Chu Family had vanished for decades, the people of the Zhao Family were actually quite knowledgeable about the Chu Family’s Sword Skills, Fist Skills, and Palm Skills.

After all, back in the day, the Zhao Family and the Chu Family had a good relationship, and the Chu Family was incredibly prominent.

"Yes. You all know about it?" Su Miaoke asked in surprise.

"Of course," Zhao Qinghan nodded.

"Even though it’s a Chu Family Sword Skill, we don’t have much of a connection to the Chu Family. We don’t even know where they are," Chu Feng said, shaking his head.

Then he looked at Zhao Quan and said, "Zhao Quan, how about we spar first?"

"Big Bro, you... that’s not a good idea, I..." Hearing that Chu Feng wanted to spar with him first, Zhao Quan immediately lost his nerve.

It wasn’t like he didn’t know how strong Chu Feng was. The man was just too powerful.