Chapter 44: Xiao Rong's Inquiry

"Because the second young miss told me last time to teach you the art of movement. I haven't taught you yet, how could I let you be in danger?" Xu Feng said with a smile.

"Oh!" Xiao Yilin looked at Xu Feng with doubt, "You're teaching me this? Then teach me today!"

"Today?!" Xu Feng's eyes lit up as he looked at Xiao Yilin and asked, "Isn't it too soon?"

"Huh?!" Xiao Yilin asked Xu Feng with confusion.

"Alright! Today it is!" Xu Feng felt his heart pounding, the second young miss is too eager! I'm not even prepared!

Xu Feng thought he should hate Xiao Yilin, how could this woman be like this?! She clearly said she would teach him the art of movement, but when he mentioned going to her room to teach her slowly, she blushed and scolded him, "You're such a bad guy!" Then she closed the door and ignored him!

"She's so untrustworthy!" Xu Feng was indignant. He had already been thinking about whether to start washing from his face or his hands. But how could this woman seduce him and then ignore him?

"She's too bad!" Xu Feng thought, in the future, I'll seduce her and then not give her anything, just to make her angry!

After sulking for a while, Xu Feng could only leave with his head down. Xiao Yilin, who was hiding by the window, watched Xu Feng leave like a wronged little wife and couldn't help but giggle. But understanding what the art of movement was, she couldn't help but lightly spit and say, "Really bad, humph, even daring to flirt with a young miss. Just as Li Wei said, he's a wicked servant!"

While muttering, Xiao Yilin looked at Xu Feng's wronged appearance and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh again, "This servant is quite amusing."

Thinking of the scene where the thin young man used his body to protect her, Xiao Yilin's eyes became misty, that year, she lost her mother.

After parting ways with Xiao Yilin, Xu Feng found a quiet place and took out the mystic technique. Looking at the thin scroll in his hand, Xu Feng calmed his mind and unfolded the scroll.

"Wind Splitting Fist!"

The first three words caught Xu Feng's eye, and he began to read it seriously. Perhaps because of the forced infusion of the Dao Mystic Scripture, Xu Feng could completely understand the mystic technique, and he didn't find anything he couldn't understand at first glance.

This made Xu Feng feel relieved, and he began to study the mystic technique seriously.

Wind Splitting Fist! A lower-grade mystic martial technique! It is known for its rapid punching speed, and when practiced to the extreme, the punch is like a howling wind, making it hard to defend against. Of course, as an offensive mystic technique, it can also enhance the power of the punch. The combination of its cunning speed and tyrannical strength is what makes the Wind Spliting Fist a mystic-level technique.

For mystics below the tenth rank, this is already an extremely excellent mystic technique. With this mystic technique, overall strength can be increased by more than thirty percent!

Reading the introduction to the Wind Splitting Fist, Xu Feng was filled with joy. He read it over and over again, and couldn't resist practicing it when he saw no one around. He even forgot about the injury he received from a fifth-rank mystic's punch.

A punch from a fifth-rank mystic would cause severe injuries if it hit the back of a seventh-rank mystic. However, Xu Feng had been trained in lightning and thunder, especially after the mystic thunder training, his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. Although Xu Feng's injuries were not minor, they were not severe. Using his strength to practice the Wind Splitting Fist was uncomfortable, but he could still bear it.

Xu Feng wasn't without the thought of using the Pure Mystic Technique to heal his injuries, but since he had already used it three times on the middle-aged man, he would have to wait for his spirit to recover before using it again.

As Xu Feng practiced the Wind Splitting Fist, it gradually took shape, and a slight whistling sound could be heard as he swung his fists. While practicing, Xu Feng could feel the strength accumulating in his arms, enhancing his power.

"Boom..."

Xu Feng punched the air at a cunning angle, and the punch, though empty, burst with several streams of energy, accompanied by a whistling sound. Xu Feng felt this punch was full of power.

Looking at a stone on the ground, Xu Feng, without hesitation, used the Wind Splitting Fist to punch the stone. Under Xu Feng's punch, deep fist marks appeared on the stone.

"Such a strong enhancement!" Xu Feng was surprised. He had just entered the initial stage, and the enhancement was already so strong. If he became fully proficient, his strength would surely increase even more.

However, what Xu Feng didn't realize was that he had quickly entered the initial stage of the Wind Splitting Fist after a short period of practice. This was an incredible feat for other mystics, as the Wind Splitting Fist was already a very good technique for their level. It would normally take at least ten to fifteen days to enter the initial stage. But Xu Feng had achieved it in just a few hours.

Of course, Xu Feng didn't notice this. To him, entering the initial stage in a few hours was normal, and he didn't realize how shocking this would be to others. Xu Feng didn't know that his quick progress was entirely due to the Dao Mystic Scripture. As a treasure of China, with its assistance, practicing a mystic-level technique should far exceed the speed of others.

Having entered the initial stage, Xu Feng began to familiarize himself with the technique, swinging his fists in the space, and gradually, the shadow of his fists began to appear.

Occasionally, some servants passing by would see this scene and be greatly impressed, especially when they noticed it was Xu Feng, they felt a bit dizzy.

In such practice, two days passed in a blink. The second young miss, Xiao Yilin, came to find him several times and brought him some healing potions. However, with the ability to use the Pure Mystic Technique, Xu Feng no longer needed her healing potions. After two days of rest, Xu Feng's injuries were almost completely healed, and this quick recovery surprised him. Unable to understand it, Xu Feng attributed it to the Pure Mystic Technique and the Dao Mystic Scripture.

On the contrary, Xiao Yilin's attitude towards Xu Feng had changed significantly. Although she had always been good to Xu Feng, she had never been so open and unguarded. Now, Xiao Yilin treated Xu Feng as more than just a servant, sticking to him closely. Even when Xu Feng mentioned when they could study the art of movement, Xiao Yilin would just glare at him, scold him a few times, and then come to find him again without any gap.

This made Xu Feng smile, thinking that the punch wasn't in vain, at least this little girl was very good to him.

Thus, two days passed. Xu Feng hadn't gone to absorb the black lightning for the middle-aged man, as his injuries would have reduced the effectiveness and possibly put him in danger. Just as Xu Feng was about to go when he was almost recovered, Xiao Yilin appeared before him, her long eyelashes fluttering, exuding youthful charm.

"Xu Feng! Uncle asked me to find you!" Xiao Yilin said, walking up to Xu Feng with a joyful expression, extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Lord is looking for me?" Xu Feng was puzzled, not knowing why he was looking for him. Could it be that he knew about the art of life and death with his niece? Xu Feng looked at Xiao Yilin, thinking this little girl wouldn't be so ruthless. If a servant flirted with a young miss, he would either be thrown into a pig cage or have his limbs broken.

"Yes! Let's go!" Seeing Xu Feng hesitate, Xiao Yilin couldn't help but push him from behind, with the unique coquettishness of a young girl.

"Ah! Okay!" Xu Feng looked at Xiao Yilin seriously and asked, "Second Miss, you didn't say anything to Lord, right?"

"I said everything!" Xiao Yilin looked at Xu Feng with confusion.

This sentence made Xu Feng's eyes turn black, almost fainting. Everything? How could this girl be so stupid? How could he live? Xu Feng's gaze involuntarily shifted to Xiao Yilin's chest, the line shirt stretched over the protrusion, small but with a certain scale, feeling the soft and smooth texture, but not too large! Big chest, no brain, but it has to be big!

Seeing Xu Feng's gaze shift to her chest, Xiao Yilin's face turned red, and she glared at Xu Feng, blocking his gaze with her hand, "No looking!"

Xu Feng pursed his lips,收回目光说道：“我都不愿意看。”

萧依琳气炸了，瞪大眼睛怒视许枫：“你说我没有？”

看着快要暴走的萧依琳，许枫弱弱地说：“要不我用手帮你测量下，再评价有没有？！”

萧依琳听到许枫的话，脸上的绯红更浓了：“哼！你做梦，我又不笨！”

许枫心想也对，都不大，应该不属于那种无脑的那种，这样蹩脚的理由是有些难骗，看来得找个像样的理由了。

“许枫！你来了！”许枫一进大厅，就听到萧荣的声音。

许枫转头看向萧荣，见萧荣并没有想象中的狂风暴雨，心底并没有放松，反倒更觉得风云欲来，不由看了一眼萧依琳，却见萧依琳依旧笑脸倩兮。

“许枫！知道我找你什么事情吗？”萧荣看着许枫问道。

“来了！”许枫心底咯噔，反应极快地说道，“老爷，你所了解的绝对是错误的，我怎么可能是那样的人呢？我一向很正直的！”

“嗯？！”萧荣皱了皱眉头，“依琳说的是假的？”

“假的，自然是假的！”许枫使劲点头，真的我也要说成是假的。

萧依琳听到许枫这么说，她也错愕不已，瞪大眼睛看着许枫喊道：“许枫……”

“二小姐！我们不是没研究深层次的艺术嘛，你别逼我说谎啊，我是一个诚实的人！”许枫一副大无畏的表情。

萧依琳一愣，没想到许枫说出这样一句话，脸色红润，轻呸了一口，带着无端娇媚：“你乱说什么？二叔是问你凌花是不是带气力玄者围攻我们！”

许枫险些没有瘫坐在地上，抹了一把额头的冷汗：二小姐，你知不知道人吓人会吓死人的？我差点就主动招认了！您想玩死我啊！

“什么艺术？”萧荣疑惑地看着许枫。

“啊！没什么！我昨天夜观星象，觉得二小姐艺术水准很高。”

萧荣不知道夜观星象和艺术水准能搭上什么关系，不过也没有再询问，看着许枫说道：“是不是真有气力玄者对付依琳？”

“对！二小姐说的一切都是对的！”许枫的态度转变，让萧荣都反应不及。

在许枫的循序解释下，萧荣忍不住哼了一声道：“凌家胆子也太大了，敢动用气力玄者对付我萧家的人，还真当我萧家好欺负不成？”

“父亲！既然凌家已经撕开面皮了，那我们行事也得小心了，小镇之中的产业，怕他会强抢了。”萧霖有些担心地说道。

“他们敢！”萧荣有着不怒之威，哼了一声道，“传令下去，叫萧家各处产业加强防备，他凌家要是敢动我萧家产业，我会让他们好看的。”

“是！父亲！”萧霖躬身应道。

在解决完这些事情后，这才看向萧依琳说道：“依琳！以后尽量少出去，要是你在小镇出事了，我没法向大哥交代。”

“我不怕！我有许枫呢！”萧依琳有些得意地看着萧荣，指着许枫带着一股少女骄傲说道。

萧荣一愣，目光转向许枫望着面前这个家丁。萧荣也听说萧霖说他和周王赵三家少年关系匪浅的事情，惊讶的同时又听到萧依琳说他有着七品的实力，这一切无疑都让萧荣极为震慑。

七品玄者，萧家摆在台面上也不过五个而已。

“许枫是吧！听依琳说你达到七品了？而且干翻了凌家的三个气力玄者？呵呵，倒是要谢谢你救了依琳了。”萧荣眯着眼睛看着许枫。

“老爷客气了！我不过是尽一个家丁的职责而已，当不得老爷如此。”许枫不卑不亢地说道。

“听说你拒绝王家收你为义子而留在萧家，对于萧家的忠心我也看到了。萧家也不亏待你，你有什么要求就提出来吧。我尽量满足你。”萧荣看着许枫说道。

许枫听到萧荣这么说也不客气，对着萧荣说道：“不知道老爷有没有辅助掌控气力的药剂，能不能送我一些？”

“你要掌控气力的药剂做什么？你不是已经七品了吗？”萧荣惊讶地问着许枫。

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Xu Feng said, "I don't even want to look."

Xiao Yilin was furious, glaring at Xu Feng with wide eyes, "You say I don't have any?"

Seeing Xiao Yilin about to lose control, Xu Feng weakly said, "Why don't I measure it with my hand and then evaluate if you have any?!"

Xiao Yilin's face turned even redder, "Hmph! You're dreaming, I'm not that stupid!"

Xu Feng thought, that's right, they're not big, so she shouldn't be that brainless. This lame excuse is hard to believe, I need to find a better reason.

"Xu Feng! You're here!" As soon as Xu Feng entered the hall, he heard Xiao Rong's voice.

Xu Feng turned to look at Xiao Rong, seeing that there was no storm as he had imagined, his heart didn't relax but felt a storm was coming. He glanced at Xiao Yilin, who still had a pleasant smile.

"Xu Feng! Do you know why I called you?" Xiao Rong asked, looking at Xu Feng.

"Here!" Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly responded, "Lord, what you know is absolutely wrong. How could I be such a person? I'm always very upright!"

"Hmm?!" Xiao Rong frowned, "Is what Yilin said false?"

"False, of course it's false!" Xu Feng nodded vigorously, even if it's true, I have to say it's false.

Hearing Xu Feng's response, Xiao Yilin was taken aback, her eyes wide as she shouted, "Xu Feng..."

"Second Miss! We haven't studied deep art, don't force me to lie. I'm an honest person!" Xu Feng had a fearless expression.

Xiao Yilin was stunned, not expecting Xu Feng to say such a thing. Her face turned red, and she lightly spat, "What are you talking about? Uncle is asking if Ling Hua brought forceful mystics to attack us!"

Xu Feng almost collapsed, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead: Second Miss, do you know that scaring someone can be fatal? I almost confessed!

"What art?" Xiao Rong looked at Xu Feng with confusion.

"Ah! Nothing! I observed the stars last night and thought Second Miss has a high level of art."

Xiao Rong didn't understand the connection between observing the stars and art level, but he didn't ask further. He looked at Xu Feng and said, "Is it true that there were forceful mystics targeting Yilin?"

"Yes! Everything Second Miss said is true!" Xu Feng's sudden change in attitude caught Xiao Rong off guard.

As Xu Feng explained in detail, Xiao Rong couldn't help but hum, "The Ling family is too bold, daring to use forceful mystics against my Xiao family. Do they think we are easy to bully?"

"Father! Since the Ling family has shown their