Chapter 18

Qin Feng has become famous once again!

The last time, it was on the martial arts arena for the marriage contest, where he brutally beat Ye Wuyuan of the White Tiger Family to near death; this time, it's because of a classic love confession!

For several consecutive days, the entire Luoyang Town was in an uproar, with young ladies and housewives from every street and alley eagerly awaiting, silently reciting the phrase "Eighteen years ago, the swallow in my dream!" This sentence contained a story of a young boy's infatuation and secret love for his dream girl. At a critical moment, the boy confessed his deep feelings, winning the girl's heart. The dreamlike and enchanting plot truly stirred the hearts of these young ladies and women, making them yearn for a man who would even think of them in his sleep.

The young men, however, cursed Qin Feng for his shamelessness, saying that such disgusting words could be spoken to elders, and that if it was eighteen years ago, Qin Feng must have been thinking of his dream girl even while still in his mother's womb. How shameless! They had never seen such shamelessness before!

"Watch your words, or you'll hurt your back!"

The one who cursed the most fiercely, of course, was Ye Wuyuan of the White Tiger Family.

At this moment, Ye Wuyuan was wrapped in bandages from head to toe. Although Qin Feng's punch hit the Mystic Heart Mirror, the fragments still pierced through his body, and the overwhelming force of Qin Feng's punch broke more than half of Ye Wuyuan's ribs.

Now, he could only lie in bed, listening to reports from his subordinates, feeling extremely frustrated!

After all, the wife he was about to get was snatched away by someone else. How could he possibly feel comfortable?

"Stealing my woman, Qin Feng, you deserve to die! Ow...!"

Gritting his teeth, Ye Wuyuan was filled with hatred, which only worsened his injuries, causing him to sweat profusely.

"Master, you must take care of your health. I heard that the Qin and He families have set the wedding after the Soul Awakening Day. There's still some time. Once you recover, you can take your revenge." A stern-faced old man with a flower head, standing not far from Ye Wuyuan's bed, advised him.

The old man meant well, but Ye Wuyuan was not grateful, his face twisted with resentment as he said, "After the Soul Awakening Day? No... I can't wait that long. I want to kill him now, right now!"

"Elder Ying, go to the Blood River Bridge for me!"

"What? The Blood River Bridge?! That's the most mysterious and dangerous place in Luoyang Town, Master, you..."

Elder Ying's body trembled slightly, his face showing a hint of fear.

"Yes, I want Qin Feng to die now, now!" Ye Wuyuan's handsome face was now completely distorted, looking extremely terrifying, causing Elder Ying to sigh inwardly.

"This young master is talented in every way, but his heart is too narrow. To achieve great things, one must know how to endure. In this aspect, that Qin family boy is indeed much stronger than the young master." Of course, Elder Ying only thought this to himself and would never say it out loud.

Pausing for a moment, the old man frowned and asked, "Master, the Blood River Bridge is too mysterious. Moreover, they only choose their Blood Hands based on the price offered. Regardless of success or failure, they will only act once. What do you plan to use as payment?"

Ye Wuyuan pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and took out three small, thumb-sized crystalline stones from his storage bag, handing them to Elder Ying.

"Only this can make them interested. Take it and get the job done. I want Qin Feng dead within three days!"

Elder Ying was startled when he saw the stones in Ye Wuyuan's hand and said, "Master, you mustn't. These are the Mystic Stones given to you by your father for breaking through to the tenth level of the Great Perfection Realm!"

The Ye family, though one of the top families in Luoyang Town, did not provide Mystic Stones to every family member. Ye Wuyuan, being the most outstanding and the first among the younger generation, received this special treatment. When he advanced to the ninth level, the family patriarch was so pleased that he rewarded him with five low-grade Mystic Stones, hoping he would make further progress. This was the only time he had received such a reward, which is why Elder Ying was so surprised, as these stones were meant for Ye Wuyuan's own cultivation.

"Enough talk, go now!" Ye Wuyuan's face turned stern.

"Yes, Master!"

...

Qin Feng was unaware that someone was even thinking about him in their sleep. At this moment, he was in the Qin family's training ground, sweating profusely.

"Ha, da, pa!"

Different grunts and shouts echoed throughout the training ground. Qin Feng was currently sparring with a towering, bear-like youth, exchanging blows in a lively manner.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom"!

The towering man, who was sparring with Qin Feng, jumped back, his rough voice booming like thunder, but he was now begging for mercy.

"Enough, enough, I didn't expect that even after advancing to the ninth level, I still can't match you. You, kid, are a freak!"

The towering man, of course, was Qin Ba.

"Ha ha!"

Qin Feng laughed, stepping forward to pat Qin Ba on the shoulder, saying, "Don't be discouraged, Qin Ba. I just used some tricks. In terms of true cultivation, I'm still far behind you. But if you had broken through to the ninth level a few days before the marriage contest, you might have won the beauty today!"

"Forget it, I don't have your skills. Even if I won first place, Miss He might not look at me, a rough man. Not to mention, that line... right, 'Eighteen years ago, the swallow in my dream!' Damn, give me a lifetime to think, and I wouldn't come up with such an elegant line. What do you think, guys? Ha ha!"

"Right, ha ha ha!"

The people in the training ground responded with a burst of laughter.

Qin Feng's face was filled with black lines.

Qin Ba also laughed heartily, occasionally teasing Qin Feng, but there was no trace of jealousy in his eyes. Instead, due to Qin Feng's help in the past, they had become very good friends.

A dramatic turn of events!

Qin Feng, once a waste, had transformed into the top disciple of the younger generation in Luoyang Town, winning a marriage and becoming the brightest new star in the Qin family and Luoyang Town.

This battle not only completely removed the label of "waste" from Qin Feng but also earned him the recognition of all the younger disciples in the Qin family. Even the elders of the Qin family treated him with respect, no longer looking down on him as they did before.

However, Qin Feng remained quite calm about it.

"Here we go again, I was just saying, at the time..."

Qin Feng wanted to explain.

"Enough, enough, no need to explain. We all support you marrying the He family girl, support!"

"Right, support, support!"

"Ah, I can't stand it. Forget it, I'm going back to practice. You guys keep training!"

Qin Feng shook his head and quickly left the training ground. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to practice at all, just be laughed at by these guys.

In a flash, Qin Feng returned to his small courtyard.

Of course, with his rising status in the family, the family had already discussed giving him a new place to live, but Qin Feng politely declined.

Why rush? After the Soul Awakening Day, when he married He Siyan, wouldn't he have any courtyard he wanted? Was it just a matter of a few more days?

The most pressing matter was to focus on cultivation and try to advance to the ninth level before the Soul Awakening Day.

Before this, the ninth level might have seemed like an unattainable dream for Qin Feng, but now...

He took out a pebble-sized Mystic Stone from his storage ring and held it in his hand.

The medium-grade Mystic Stone was extremely valuable, especially in a small place like Luoyang Town. Qin Feng was not foolish and kept these precious stones in a storage ring with a small illusion array, while wearing a common storage bag around his waist to fool those with ulterior motives.

In recent days, Qin Feng had been focusing on cultivation, and each time he practiced, he would absorb all the mystic energy from a whole medium-grade Mystic Stone before stopping. Such hard work was extremely rare.

Qin Feng had experienced and deeply understood the pain of being weak. Therefore, while he could still cultivate, he did not want to waste even a moment.

Fortunately, his father had left him a considerable number of medium-grade Mystic Stones. He estimated that absorbing all of them would allow him to advance to the ninth level.

Of course, only someone as wealthy as Qin Feng could afford to waste Mystic Stones like this. Even the most powerful and highest-ranking Qin Tianzheng probably didn't have such a luxury. If Ye Wuyuan, who had to tighten his belt to save three low-grade Mystic Stones, saw this, he would likely be so angry that he would die of a heart attack.

Qin Feng performed the starting posture of the "Azure Dragon Energy Cultivation Technique" and quickly entered a meditative state. The mystic energy in the air began to gather around his body, but most of it came from the Mystic Stone in his hand.

As time passed, when the Mystic Stone in Qin Feng's hand had shrunk to less than a quarter of its original size, Qin Feng's expression changed, and he began to absorb the mystic energy from the stone at several times the normal speed.

Immediately, a bright blue glow enveloped Qin Feng's entire body.

"Damn, the medium-grade Mystic Stone was not wasted. In just a few days, I'm about to advance again!"

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