Chapter 25

The little creatures had grown much larger than before, now reaching about a foot in length, their size comparable to that of a small cat. They had eaten a lot of food with Chen Feng but hadn’t grown, yet in just one day, they had grown more than half their size.

It was evident that beasts could only enhance their strength by consuming the flesh and blood of other beasts.

Chen Feng said with a smile, "Eat, eat, little brats, all this snake meat is yours."

He couldn’t take the snake meat with him anyway, so it was perfect for the little wolf pups.

The little wolf pups seemed to understand Chen Feng’s words, emitting joyful whimpers from their throats.

Chen Feng was no longer in a hurry. He first stored the snake gallbladder in a jade box, then found a nearby lake and jumped in for a comfortable bath.

He bathed for over two hours before returning.

His entire body was thoroughly clean. Over these days, he had continuously broken through, expelling impurities, and Chen Feng felt that his skin was covered in grime.

After bathing clean and fresh, he changed into a clean and tidy blue robe. When Chen Feng returned to where the black-blooded snake’s corpse was, he found that the little wolf pups were still eating.

The tens of thousands of pounds of snake meat from the black-blooded snake were almost completely eaten.

"It seems I’ve really been neglecting you," Chen Feng said, shaking his head and smiling bitterly as he watched the little wolf pups devouring the meat.

He sat cross-legged on a large green stone nearby and didn’t open his eyes until dawn.

The dense forest was very tranquil, with sunlight filtering through the branches, casting spots of light on the ground.

The moment Chen Feng opened his eyes, his heart tightened.

The little wolf pups were gone, replaced by six cocoons the size of grapefruits! The cocoons were silver-gray, the same color as the little wolf pups’ fur.

Chen Feng hurriedly approached and touched the cocoons, finding them warm and pulsating, as if they were breathing.

He then felt relieved.

"Why did this happen?" Chen Feng was a bit confused.

But at least he knew the little wolf pups hadn’t died; they had formed these cocoons. It didn’t seem like a bad thing, which slightly eased his mind.

He shook his head, not thinking about it further, and decided to consult Uncle Han.

Chen Feng rolled up the snake skin, wrapped it in cloth, and then put the little wolf pups into a bag, carrying them as he quickly left the area.

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Qianyuan Sect, Outer Sect.

It was morning, and it was the monthly day for disciples to collect spirit stones and resources. The square outside the Outer Sect’s gate was bustling with people.

Many disciples who had collected their resources hurriedly left, preparing to return and practice.

The square was vast, spanning several hundred feet, and many disciples set up stalls to sell various items. These items included cultivation techniques, martial skills, and spirit medicines, with low-grade spirit stones as the common currency.

At a glance, there were over a hundred stalls, with people gathered around many of them, haggling and bargaining.

Qianyuan Sect was one of the ten primary sects in Qingzhou’s Danyang County.

Danyang County spanned ten thousand miles, with the Qing Forest Mountains running through it, and a population of tens of millions. The ten primary sects divided Danyang County into ten regions, each being a sect’s recruitment area.

Within Qianyuan Sect’s recruitment area, there were tens of millions of people. Even with high standards, a large number of martial artists could be selected from such a population.

Moreover, the threshold for joining the Outer Sect of Qianyuan Sect was not high; one just needed to reach the First Level of the Later Heaven Realm before the age of fifteen and be able to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The requirements for Inner Sect disciples and core disciples were much higher.

Thus, the Outer Sect of Qianyuan Sect had over thirty thousand disciples! In contrast, the Inner Sect disciples, Inner Sect elders, core disciples, and core elders combined numbered less than a thousand.

It was no wonder the Outer Sect of Qianyuan Sect was so lively.

At this moment, a young man slowly walked up the mountain path to the white stone square.

The young man looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a clear and handsome face and an extraordinary demeanor, exuding a noble and graceful aura that seemed to transcend the mundane.

It was Chen Feng.

He had returned from the mountains to the sect, carrying his items, preparing to sell them at the square.

Some items he didn’t need, while others were urgently required by him.

The square was bustling with people, and many recognized Chen Feng, their expressions filled with surprise.

At this moment, Chen Feng exuded a steady and graceful demeanor, feeling lively and ethereal, far from the foolish and silly appearance he had before.

However, the surprise was fleeting. Their memory of Chen Feng still lingered on the image of the fool.

Few knew about the battle between Chen Feng and Sun Xin, and even fewer knew about it. In their eyes, Chen Feng was still the foolish and useless person he had been.

Immediately, several people mocked Chen Feng, "Waste, you still know to come to the sect to collect resources? Why aren’t you guarding your useless master’s grave?"

Seeing that they still dared to provoke and insult him, Chen Feng’s eyebrows slightly raised.

"It seems the news of Elder Sun’s disciples being killed by me has been concealed. It makes sense; his disciples were all hailed as experts, yet they were killed by me, which would be a great embarrassment to Elder Sun. Concealing the news is quite normal."

Chen Feng looked at the Outer Sect disciples who were insulting and provoking him, his gaze cold and indifferent.