Chapter 15

Jiang Feng grunted, his hands immediately scorched to the point of blistering, the smell of burning flesh wafting to his nose, carrying an odd stench.

He seemed to be oblivious to the pain, tightly gripping the bull's horns and forcefully pressing its head down.

The strength of a bull is astonishing, let alone a Level 4 Ming Beast, whose power far exceeds that of an ordinary bull. It snorted heavily, its hooves pawing the ground, trying to raise its head and use its horns to gore Jiang Feng.

But Jiang Feng had already unblocked three acupoints, and the Ming Power entering his body through the golden bloodline was increasing. This Ming Power automatically refined his body, and although it had only been three days, Jiang Feng's strength, speed, and physical resilience had already far surpassed what they were before!

The muscles in his arms bulged and then relaxed, the power transmitting from his shoulders and back to his hands.

Suddenly, he roared and pressed down with all his might!

The red-horned bull bellowed, its left horn actually being snapped off by his bare hands!

The horns on its head were the red-horned bull's weapons and also its weakness. After being snapped off, it let out continuous cries of pain and could barely stand.

Jiang Feng's actions were extremely decisive. After breaking the bull's horn, he did not hesitate to thrust it backward. The sharp horn was directly driven into the red-horned bull's left eye, and a long line of blood immediately flowed out.

With one horn broken and one eye blinded, the red-horned bull's ferocity increased.

It suddenly raised its head, kicked up its hooves, and struck like thunder.

Jiang Feng dodged, drew out the pig-toothed knife he had made, and began to patiently engage in a prolonged battle with it.

An hour later, the red-horned bull lay in a pool of blood, and Jiang Feng knelt on one knee, panting heavily. His clothes were soaked with sweat and blood, and he was almost completely drained of energy.

Level 4 Ming Beasts were indeed different.

Jiang Feng took the initiative and severely injured it, but in the subsequent battle, he still nearly fell into danger several times.

Its endurance, vitality, and defensive capabilities were stronger than Jiang Feng had imagined. If he had been a little more complacent, he might have been the one lying in the pool of blood.

He rested for a while, not immediately cleaning up the spoils of war, but instead sat down to think carefully.

The reason Ming Beasts undergo such changes is, of course, because the higher their level, the more Ming Power they have in their bodies.

Now, these can still be considered low-level Ming Beasts. For them, Ming Power mainly serves to strengthen their bodies. When they reach a higher level, Ming Power can be released through the yuan nucleus, forming special abilities. At that time, their combat power will be far greater than it is now.

If Ming Beasts are so strong, what about martial cultivators who have mastered Ming Power?

They possess inherited martial techniques and can use various clever tactics and ambushes, making them far more dangerous than Ming Beasts that rely solely on brute force.

To become stronger and be able to handle more enemies, relying on his current strength alone is not enough.

Jiang Feng's breathing gradually steadied, and he made up his mind.

He must have better, more suitable martial techniques for himself!

He has no background and cannot obtain secret techniques passed down by a family, so he will create his own set!

As soon as he made this decision, his heart stirred slightly.

It was as if something had sprouted there and taken root.

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Jiang Feng calmed his breathing and cleaned up the red-horned bull's corpse.

The bull's horns were extremely sharp, and its tough hide split like wet paper when cut.

Its heart was unusually bright red. When cut open, it revealed a complete yuan nucleus inside. It was only the size of a thumb but was as red as fire, illuminating the heart walls.

Indeed, as Jiang Feng had thought, the yuan nucleus fragments in a Level 3 Ming Beast were much larger than those in a Level 1 Ming Beast. At Level 4, the Ming Beasts began to have complete yuan nuclei!

He held the fire-element yuan nucleus in his hand, and it immediately melted into his palm, disappearing into the depths of his skin.

Then, it felt like a flame was burning, spreading from his palm up his arm and into his heart.

The first fruit on the yuan branch bloomed, enveloping the flame. Now it looked like a small lantern, bright and red.

The unusual heat flowed through Jiang Feng's body with his blood, lasting about the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn before disappearing.

Jiang Feng picked up the red-horned bull, which had already been skinned, and with a light tug, its hind leg came off like paper!

Jiang Feng was pleasantly surprised. The young lady's notes mentioned that the fire-element yuan nucleus could enhance a martial cultivator's strength. He hadn't expected the effect to be so good!

He smiled, wrapped half of the beef in the bull's hide, and carried the two hind legs back to the small valley.

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Yexiao had been waiting for him in the small valley. As soon as he saw Jiang Feng return, it immediately hopped up to greet him.

Over the past few days, it had been eating meat with Jiang Feng, consuming no less than he did, and its spirits had visibly improved.

It sniffed the air, detecting the bloody smell of the beef, and immediately began to chirp anxiously.

Jiang Feng laughed. "Okay, okay, I'll start right away!"

Level 4 Ming Beasts were indeed different. As soon as the soup in the pot began to boil, a faint Ming Power fluctuation wafted out. Yexiao's round, red eyes stared intently at the pot.

Jiang Feng didn't know if the beef was delicious. He only knew that as soon as the first piece of beef entered his stomach, it felt like his stomach was being torn apart, even more painful than the first time he ate Ming Beast meat!

His vision went black, and while he tried to divert the Ming Power, he opened his mouth and stuffed in a second piece!

His bloodline was mixed, and even with the Tianxin Seed, the Ming Power he could use was not as much as others. He had to work harder and more diligently than others!

In comparison, Yexiao enjoyed eating the meat much more.

It gorged itself, as usual, consuming far more meat than its body size.

As it ate, its movements suddenly slowed. Finally, it stopped completely, its eyes staring straight ahead, alternating between red and gold, and eventually turning completely gold. It looked around in confusion, its gaze focusing on Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely. Large beads of sweat rolled down his face and onto the ground. His skin emitted a faint golden glow, the fluctuations it emitted being strong and weak, extremely chaotic.

Yexiao's golden eyes stared at him, watching as he trembled, holding chopsticks and forcing himself to chew and swallow the meat.

Eating the meat was not an enjoyment for him but a form of torture, yet he never stopped.

What kind of belief was this?

Yexiao's body stiffened and suddenly fell over.

A white shadow emerged from its body and floated in front of Jiang Feng.

It still appeared ethereal, but it was much more distinct than before, and a female form could be faintly seen. Even as a wisp of a soul, her back was still straight, showing an unusual strength and determination.

The white shadow stood in front of Jiang Feng, who seemed not to notice her, continuing his actions.

She suddenly extended a finger and lightly tapped him seven times.

After the seventh tap, it was as if a breeze had blown, and the white shadow shattered, dispersing and disappearing into the air.

Yexiao's body moved, and it opened its eyes and stood up. Its eyes turned red again, and it sniffed and shook its ears before diving back into its bowl to eat and drink. Despite having eaten so much earlier, it now seemed ravenous, eating and drinking greedily, even burping.

Jiang Feng was completely unaware of what had just happened. Each piece of meat he ate caused the Ming Power within to explode, surging from his stomach and wreaking havoc throughout his body.

This Ming Power was completely different from what he absorbed during his cultivation, like wild horses that wouldn't listen to commands.

Jiang Feng could only use all his strength to barely contain them, forcing them to gradually merge with the Ming Power in his blood.

Suddenly, a warm current surged from somewhere in his body, like a large hand, forcibly grabbing these Ming Powers and merging them together.

The wild-horse-like external Ming Powers, under the control of this "large hand," became obedient, quickly entering the bloodstream and merging with the original Ming Power.

This happened seven times in succession, and Jiang Feng felt refreshed, with no pain left in his body.

What was this? He looked around in surprise, but Yexiao was still eating the beef, and the small valley was quiet, with no one else around.

Where did this "large hand" come from? How did it help him so perfectly?

Moreover, he noticed something else. The seven warm currents had a sequence, pointing out a path.

Was this the path to guide the external Ming Power?

He picked up another piece of meat, ate it, and the Ming Power exploded again. This time, he tried to make it follow that path.

Indeed, this "wild horse" seemed to be calmed, obediently following the path he indicated, much easier than before!

After finishing the entire pot of meat, Jiang Feng felt warm and his body was filled with surging Ming Power, as if a force was about to burst out of his body.

He reined it in, and the Ming Power circulated through his body, returning to the position of the golden bloodline.

The internal and external forces intertwined, and Jiang Feng discovered that each time they intertwined, a thread of blood energy from the golden bloodline would be extracted, mixed with the Ming Power, and flow into his veins.

After one cycle, this thread of blood energy would become stronger and then return.

Jiang Feng's heart stirred, realizing that this thread of golden blood energy could move according to his will.

During the struggle with the red-horned bull, a wound had been torn on the outside of his thigh. Although it had closed, it was far from fully healed.

Jiang Feng guided the golden blood to the wound, and he was surprised to see it!

The wound wriggled and healed at a visible speed, recovering completely in just a few seconds!

The golden blood energy was consumed and disappeared, and the bloodline in his heart seemed to be tired, lying dormant.

Jiang Feng knew this was temporary and was overjoyed!

With this thread of golden blood energy, he was like having an additional life-saving treasure!

No matter how severe the injury, he could endure it once!

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