CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 58 QI BLOOD STRENGTH (5.2K)_3

Zhang Feng applied the liquid onto his finger, feeling an indescribable burning sensation.

In the next second, just as the burning sensation passed, a peculiar sense of Qi emerged.

It was really as described in the book; Spirit Awakening was simple. In the book, it’s a sentence, in reality just a few seconds.

But it was too fast for Zhang Feng to feel anything significant.

Thus,

Zhang Feng poured out the liquid again, covering both hands with a thin layer.

Experiencing it for a moment.

After the Blood Qi in both hands was fully activated,

Zhang Feng felt that the power he exerted was increased by about five percent with the enhancement of Blood Qi.

It wasn’t the current strength, but a 5% boost in power.

According to the area and exertion.

Zhang Feng felt that after his arms were fully activated, it should be about 25%.

If Spirit Awakening is done on the legs, it shouldn’t add to the power exerted by the ’arms and hands’.

Because Zhang Feng discovered that this ’Blood Qi’ is hard to mobilize.

It’s not an Inner Strength as imagined, but more like it’s rooted, existing only in the opened areas.

After being used, it regenerates from the flesh and blood, and still remains there.

Also, the qi supplement consumption is slightly higher than the consumption for the same amount of strength usually.

Fortunately, the Qi can be preserved.

During preservation, the energy consumed for gathering Qi can also be replenished.

After studying the basic usage and Qi gathering techniques.

Afterwards, Zhang Feng was wondering, since this Blood Qi can be gathered, in the future, when it can be mobilized, can it be used to attack like Inner Strength?

That’s a new topic.

Also the feeling of Spirit Awakening, and the legs and arms also need to be opened, which requires more Rock Fruits.

Zhang Feng engaged in new quests and learning.

...

Two months later.

In a small town in Yangzhou.

"Selling candied hawthorn~"

"Fresh leaf cakes!"

Amid the shouts of traveling merchants and vendors.

An approximately fifty-year-old stall owner was fiddling with some jewelry trinkets on the stall.

These were all wood carvings, looking quite exquisite.

Every now and then, young girls or women would stop by.

"Thirty coins, no less." This stall owner was unwavering in refusing the customers’ bargaining.

Not a single coin cheaper.

Having spent the entire morning, he hadn’t sold many.

By noon, as he was about to head to the nearby inn for some food.

A man in his forties stopped in front of his stall, pretending to look at the trinkets, but quietly said:

"Shopkeeper Wu, I’ve been waiting in Lin City for a month, but haven’t seen your two apprentices come to find me.

Instead, I saw some soldiers hovering around my lodging.

If I hadn’t been cautious, I might have been caught by those troops.

There are Imperial Masters among them."

"Absolutely impossible." Shopkeeper Wu handed him a cheap trinket, "My two apprentices have always been trustworthy, since they promised me they would go to assassinate the Emperor, they will definitely go!

How could it be the soldiers going?"

There was an undeniable tone in Shopkeeper Wu’s voice, "I tell you, even if you desert at the last moment, my two apprentices absolutely won’t betray you!"

"It’s impossible." The man chuckled lightly, returning the trinket to him, "I believe."

"What do you mean?" Shopkeeper Wu said unpleased, "Sometimes you believe? Sometimes you don’t? Leader Xun, are you making fun of an old man?

Don’t think because you’re Leader Xun with superior martial arts and have opened five-tenths of Spirit, that I’m afraid of you."

Five-tenths Spirit means half of the body’s areas have been opened.

Zhang Feng has only five percent.

"Shopkeeper Wu, I know you’ve opened five-tenths too, so don’t pretend to be weak and let me lower my guard." Leader Xun saw Shopkeeper Wu’s displeasure, but shook his head and said:

"But to speak clearly, you and I have never truly fought, so who is superior is still unknown."

"Then shall we test it?" Shopkeeper Wu’s face turned completely gloomy, "Since you want to have a match, I will accompany you to the end."

"I didn’t come today to fight with you." Leader Xun sneered, shaking his head again, "You really don’t know what happened recently in Anqing County."

"What happened?" Shopkeeper Wu frowned, "Was there a case? Impossible! My two apprentices always handle things thoroughly, there’s no way they left any evidence!"

"Why are you always saying impossible?" Leader Xun was annoyed by Shopkeeper Wu’s self-righteous attitude, but knowing there weren’t many people they could ally with now, he patiently said:

"The Eldest Prince and the Seventh Prince are investigating our old case from back then."

"What?" Shopkeeper Wu’s mind faltered, seemingly connecting the dots, and he anxiously asked Leader Xun: "You previously said my two apprentices didn’t find you, does that mean...?"

"I was waiting in Lin City for a long time in vain, so I specifically went to Anqing County." Leader Xun replied: "Afterward, I inquired for many days and observed for many more, only to find out that the County Captain and Chief Constable were missing.

I speculate, they either hid with new identities out of fear of the scheme being uncovered and fearing the court,

or..."

He shook his head, took a trinket, and left two copper coins, "Or, Brother Wu, please mourn, but don’t go alone to inquire.

Now that we’re short of a pair of helpers, some matters need long-term planning."

"Planning?!" Wu Shopkeeper’s eyes widened, about to surge out from behind the stall.

Leader Xun sidestepped, appearing before him, and with a heavier voice said: "Jianghu masters are already scarce, and five out of ten have become lackeys of the court.

The remaining four fear the tyrant Emperor’s authority, no longer daring to meddle in worldly matters, thus hiding their identities.

The remaining one, you and I are the pinnacle among them, disdain to associate with those people.

But if we rashly go for revenge and end up in, then there will no longer be an unrestrained Jianghu in this world.

Only the Zhang family’s dynastic decrees remain."

...

Another month passed.

Vendors in this place suddenly noticed, the stubborn and penny-pinching Old Wu suddenly stopped setting up his stall.

Where he went, no one knows.

But the vacant stall was quickly occupied by others.

...

Another three months passed.

Zhang Feng had been having an exceptionally carefree time these days.

Practicing martial arts, taking naps, living freely.

Until the end of the year.

Zhang Feng settled in South City at the border, casually taking on an idle task.

Of course, even taking on a significant task, the local Prefect wouldn’t dare to order the ’suddenly arrived’ Seventh Prince around.

He’s simply hoping that the Seventh Prince would just eat, drink, and be merry.

The remaining achievements, he would handle.

However, Zhang Feng didn’t actually want that, nor did he make it difficult for others.

Normally, he would just wander and explore, thoroughly experiencing the ancient world.

Just like that.

While residing in South City, Zhang Feng not only wandered in the city but also occasionally ventured into the deep mountains beyond the borders, sometimes searching for Rock Fruits, or learning some wilderness survival skills.

The sun rose and the moon set.

In the blink of an eye, three more years passed.