Chapter 6

In the back mountains of Fengtian County, there lies a picturesque forest with mountains and water. As the sun rises, the entire forest is enveloped in a mist, creating a captivating scene.

At this moment, bathed in the morning sun, a young man is continuously swinging his fists, practicing with the vigor of a tiger. His face is calm, and each move is as precise as the most intricate machine, even those who know nothing about martial arts can see that the young man's set of boxing skills is performed to perfection, without any flaws.

"Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist, Heaven-Shattering Strike!"

Suddenly, the young man's feet shifted, and his figure moved like the wind to a tree as thick as a bowl. With a low shout, he punched the tree trunk.

"Crack!!"

With this punch, the ancient pine, as thick as a bowl, snapped with a crack and fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. When the dust settled, the young man's figure slowly emerged, not a speck of dust on his body.

"Hehe, very good. At the Fourth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm, I have perfectly mastered the Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist. Now, I might be considered a skilled practitioner!"

Looking at the fallen ancient pine, Yuan Feng smiled with satisfaction.

Three days ago, he obtained a thousand-year-old blood ginseng from his father. In just three days, he only consumed a small portion of the blood ginseng and successfully advanced to the Fourth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm. The essence energy at the Fourth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm was already sufficient to support him in mastering the Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist.

The Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist is a level that the second generation of the Yuan family can control, but he managed to master it at the Fourth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm, and in terms of the realm, he has surpassed it.

Of course, the reason he can perform the Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist at this level is also due to his meridians.

As everyone knows, to perform powerful martial techniques, the most important thing is that the body's meridians can withstand it. Normally, a Fourth Level Condensation Essence Realm practitioner's meridians are still very fragile. Even if they learn a powerful martial technique by chance, they probably can't perform it because doing so might result in their meridians breaking.

However, Yuan Feng is different.

After consuming a large amount of spiritual plants, especially the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, the toughness of his meridians is probably even better than that of a Seventh or Eighth Level Condensation Essence Realm expert. This advantage is something no one can match.

"Let's try the sword technique. Although the Vajra Fist is incomparably fierce, in terms of killing power, it can't compare to a sharp blade."

He flexed his wrists, took a step, and the Dragon Soaring Step activated. His figure instantly appeared on the nearby open ground, where a long sword was already prepared. With a wave of his hand, the long sword was in his grasp.

"Clang!!"

The long sword was drawn, and he instantly became one with the blade. In his mind, the first nine forms of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique flashed by. The twelve forms of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique, each with thirty-six variations, flashed through his mind like a galloping horse. With a step, the long sword turned into a blur, and the small open ground was filled with the cold light of the blade.

He had practiced the Wind Supporting Sword Technique countless times with the help of the Heaven Swallowing Martial Spirit. The first eight forms, nearly three hundred variations, were clearly etched in his mind. In these few days, he had been constantly practicing the sword technique in his mind, and in just a few days, his understanding of the sword had reached an indescribable level.

"Fifth Form, Gentle Breeze; Sixth Form, Breeze on the Face; Seventh Form, Wind Sweeping the Clouds..."

One sword after another, his eyes sparkled. As his long sword danced, the leaves in the forest fell, and each leaf was shredded by his sword before it hit the ground. With him at the center, a vacuum zone of several meters formed.

"Eight Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique, Wind Supporting the Willow!"

With a low shout in his heart, he thrust his sword forward. With a "pu" sound, an ancient tree was directly pierced through. The sword vibrated, and the ancient tree swayed, and the long sword was pulled out.

"Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique, Wind Slaying the World!"

As he pulled out the sword, he shifted his feet and suddenly leaped backward, slashing down at the crown of an ancient tree.

"Thud, thud, thud!!"

With a series of dull sounds, the crown of the ancient tree became completely bare in an instant. In that moment, Yuan Feng didn't know how many times he had swung his sword, but he had dismembered the tree crown.

"Phew, the power of the sword technique is indeed extraordinary, but it consumes a lot of essence energy, especially now that my essence energy is insufficient. Forcing the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique is like drinking poison to quench thirst."

He stood with the sword in hand, his chest slightly heaving. Clearly, at the Fourth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm, performing the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique was still a bit beyond his capabilities.

Of course, this is only true for him. If another Fourth Level Condensation Essence Realm practitioner tried to perform the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique, their meridians would likely break, and their essence energy would be drained.

"Tsk tsk, my father only mastered the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique in his thirties, and I have already mastered it at sixteen. I wonder what his expression would be if he knew this."

Sheathing the sword, he was relatively satisfied with his current level. At the Fourth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm, with the Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist and the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique, he could truly be considered a skilled practitioner in Fengtian County. In the second generation of the Yuan family, whether direct or collateral, few could master the Seventh Form of the Vajra Fist and the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique.

However, unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't use the Ninth Form of the Wind Supporting Sword Technique casually. Once he used this move, he was confident that the number of people in Fengtian County who could withstand it would be less than one hand.

"In about twenty days, it will be the autumn hunt. The autumn hunt is an opportunity for me!"

In the past few days, he had heard from the servants that in a few days, it would be the annual autumn hunt in Fengtian County. Originally, only those at the Second Level of the Condensation Essence Realm were eligible to participate in the autumn hunt, but now that he had broken through to the Third Level, he was qualified to join the hunting team.

"In twenty days, I can definitely break through to the Fifth Level of the Condensation Essence Realm. At that time, dealing with fifth-level or lower magical beasts should be no problem. And if I can get a magic crystal..."

The meat of magical beasts aside, if he could get a magic crystal by luck, his cultivation would undoubtedly save a lot of time.

A magic crystal is the energy essence of a talented magical beast, similar to a martial spirit. Any magical beast with a magic crystal will have a higher potential than those without. The value of magic crystals is well-known throughout the continent, but magical beasts with magic crystals are rare, not as rare as martial spirits, but obtaining a magic crystal is not easy.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking. The autumn hunt was still far away, and for now, he needed to focus on improving his strength as much as possible. Only with strong power could he gain more during the autumn hunt.

He temporarily hid the long sword on an ancient tree and then headed towards the Yuan family residence. He didn't want to draw too much attention, and parading around with a sword wasn't his style.

When he left early in the morning, the streets were still quiet, but now, with the sun high in the sky, the streets were bustling with people, and the sounds of buying and selling were continuous, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Take a look, take a look! The fangs of a second-level magical beast, the Sharp-Toothed Dog, for five gold ingots. Don't miss it as you walk by!"

"A coat made from the fur of a first-level magical beast, the Fire Fox, for one gold ingot. It's both warm and beautiful, don't miss out!"

"From the old Lu blacksmith shop, the Black Iron Sword and Black Iron Knife, indispensable weapons for hunting magical beasts. Prices are negotiable, first come, first served!"

Walking down the street, the sounds of vendors made Yuan Feng feel very peaceful. In this world, there were no cars or exhaust fumes, everything was natural and simple. After so many days of cultivation, although he didn't feel bored, appropriate relaxation was undoubtedly beneficial to cultivation. Balancing work and rest was the key to cultivation.

As he walked, a crowded group of people caught his attention. Curious, he pushed his way through the crowd.

He saw an old man in tattered clothes bent over, with a few red wild ginseng roots in front of him. Clearly, this was an ordinary person selling goods on the street.

In a small county like Fengtian, not everyone could afford to eat. While the three major families had no worries about food and clothing, ordinary people without special skills had to make a living by selling goods on the street. In this market, many people relied on digging wild ginseng and collecting wild herbs to make a living.

"Hehe, old man, these red ginseng roots clearly aren't old enough. How can they be worth twenty gold ingots? One gold ingot, and I'll take them."

In front of the old man, a young man in fine clothes stood with his arms crossed, sneering at the red ginseng on the ground. Two servants stood beside him, both with a cunning look, and at first glance, they seemed like henchmen.

"Master Fang Li, these are all high-quality red ginseng roots. To dig these roots, my only son was killed by a magical beast. These red ginseng roots are the support for my wife and me in our later years. Please, Master Fang Li, have mercy!"

The old man's voice was already trembling with tears. Fang Li was the third young master of the Fang family, a noble figure, and an old man like him couldn't afford to offend him. However, these red ginseng roots were the support for his later years, and even if he offended the other party, he had no choice.

"Tsk tsk, old man, it's an honor that our young master is interested in your goods. If you know what's good for you, hand them over. If you upset our young master, you won't even get one gold ingot."

"That's right, old man, don't say we're bullying you. These roots are worth at most one gold ingot. Here, take this, and these red ginseng roots now belong to our young master."

Fang Li gave a signal to his two guards, and they immediately understood. One of them casually threw a gold ingot to the old man, and the other forcibly wrapped the red ginseng roots and tried to put them in his pocket.

"Master Fang Li, please, Master Fang Li, have mercy!"

The old man was already in tears, and he fell to his knees, grabbing the package. His wife was sick at home, and they relied on these red ginseng roots to buy medicine. Today, even if he risked his life, he had to fight for it.

"Hmph, old man, are you asking for death? It's rare for our young master to have such a good mood. If you ruin it, you won't be able to pay for it even if you sell yourself."

Fang Li shouted, clearly displeased.

In Fengtian County, he, the third young master of the Fang family, always had the final say, and no one dared to haggle with him. Reason? If he were reasonable, he wouldn't be the third young master of the Fang family.

"Old man, are you still holding on?"

Seeing their young master unhappy, the two servants didn't hesitate and both moved to grab the package from the old man.

"Tsk tsk, the third young master of the Fang family, openly forcing a purchase in broad daylight, truly disgracing the Fang family!"

Just as the two servants were about to grab the package, a light laugh echoed, and a young figure emerged from the crowd, stepping into the scene.