Chapter 38

Chen Feng was startled and hurriedly walked forward, gently patting his back, and asked with concern, "Old Chen, are you alright?"

Old Chen coughed for a while before stopping, panting heavily, and waved his hand, "It's nothing, nothing. It's just an old injury from my youth. It's been so many years, I'm used to it."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine gourd and took a big swig.

Chen Feng advised, "You're coughing so much, don't drink anymore."

Old Chen glanced at him sideways, "What do you know? If it weren't for this wine, I would have coughed to death long ago."

"Is this medicinal wine?" Chen Feng realized.

"Yes, it's made from herbs that suppress lung injuries, stop coughing, and resolve blood stasis," Old Chen said.

Chen Feng suddenly had an idea, took out a jade box, and handed it to Old Chen, "Old Chen, take a look. This might be useful for your injury."

Old Chen looked at him suspiciously, opened the jade box, and his eyes immediately widened.

"Is this a snake gallbladder? This quality must be from a demon snake of at least the Fifth Rank of the Postnatal Realm! Kid, how did you get it?"

Chen Feng chuckled, "Killing a snake and taking its gallbladder, it's a simple matter."

"Good, you have some skills! Demon snakes are the most cunning. Those stronger than them can't catch them, and those weaker can't defeat them. Snake gallbladders are rare!" Old Chen praised.

"This snake gallbladder can promote qi and resolve blood stasis, clear heat, and eliminate phlegm. It might be useful for your injury, Old Chen. Please take it! It's a token of my respect."

Chen Feng said earnestly.

Old Chen looked at him deeply and sighed, "This thing is indeed very useful to me. Chen Feng, I owe you a favor."

Chen Feng smiled, "I owe you a favor, and one snake gallbladder can't repay what I owe you."

After saying that, he bid farewell and left.

Old Chen was very pleased and, looking at his back, said to himself, "There aren't many young guys with such a good conscience nowadays."

Chen Feng returned to his residence.

From a distance, he saw that the thatched cottage was gone.

The place where the thatched cottage stood was now flat.

Chen Feng's lips curled slightly; this was not unexpected.

He thought that after Elder Sun discovered that the people he sent to kill him didn't return, he must have sent more people. They would certainly find the traces of the battle and might even find the two bodies.

To cover up his crime of sending people to murder, Elder Sun would certainly clear all the evidence.

Chen Feng knew this place was not safe, and he didn't plan to stay long. He came back just to see his master.

Some dried fruits and two plain candles.

The grave was quiet, as it always was.

"Master, with the things you left in the tomb, my cultivation has advanced rapidly. I am now at the peak of the Sixth Rank of the Postnatal Realm. If you are in heaven, you should be pleased. Master, rest assured, I will not辜负 your expectations. One day, I will find the murderer and avenge you!"

"Master, I miss you so much..."

He knelt before the grave, speaking softly, with tears welling up in his eyes.

After a long time, Chen Feng stood up.

The tears had dried, leaving only determination.

"Master, rest assured! I will make those who look down on us pay! I will make some people come to your grave and bow in apology!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Not long after he left, several people flew over, one of whom was Elder Sun.

The others were his disciples.

Seeing the dried fruits and candles at the grave, their faces turned grim.

"Damn it, that kid got away again!" one disciple cursed.

"Master, don't be angry."

Seeing Elder Sun's grim face, a tall, muscular man with a build like a tower sneered, "Isn't the outer sect's grand competition about to start? Use some means to make a disciple draw Chen Feng. Then, in front of everyone, I will make him beg for his life!"

"To avenge the young master!"

This man was the top expert under Elder Sun, famous in the outer sect.

'Invincible Iron Fist' Cui Zhen Shan!

Elder Sun, upon hearing this, turned from anger to joy and laughed, "Your method is good."

...

In the mountains, in a valley, before a cliff, beside a pond.

The sun was just rising, and Chen Feng, bare-chested, revealed his white, muscular body.

He held a white object in his hand, moving slowly, and occasionally taking mysterious steps, advancing and retreating with precision, drawing complex lines.

He began practicing the Rainfall and Blossom Sword Technique from the first move, slowly at first, then gradually speeding up, faster and faster.

In the end, he stepped in the pattern of the Seven Stars, moving extremely quickly, becoming a blur, making it impossible to see his form clearly.

After a long time, Chen Feng finally stopped.

He straightened his body, breathing lightly, drenched in sweat.

That day, after leaving the thatched cottage, he came to this place.

This was a hidden valley in the Qing Sen Mountains, not far from Broken Arrow Peak, and it would take only half a day to get there at full speed.

The valley was ordinary, with no special features, but it was rarely visited by people.

Chen Feng settled down here and studied the Rainfall and Blossom Sword Technique every day.

It had been three days now.

"I am basically familiar with the moves of the Rainfall and Blossom. Now, I need to start cultivating the sword momentum."

"The sword intent of the Rainfall and Blossom is dense and continuous, like rain, reaching everywhere, enveloping the enemy, leaving no place to escape."