Chapter 56

It quickly shrank to the size of a grain of rice, almost invisible to the naked eye. Then the mysterious scrap metal disappeared from Chen Feng's hand, traveling up his meridians to his dantian, where it was absorbed by the ancient tripod.

Chen Feng used his inner vision to examine his dantian and found that the mysterious scrap metal was now enveloped by dragon blood.

At this moment, the mysterious scrap metal emitted a cold, greenish light, appearing light and noble. Despite being only the size of a grain of rice, its aura was incredibly powerful. It was like a mighty sacred beast, looking down on Chen Feng with pride.

This overwhelming aura was even too much for the ancient tripod to suppress!

Chen Feng was both surprised and delighted. Although he didn't know what the scrap metal was, it was clear that it was no ordinary item.

He sat cross-legged, holding a piece of mid-grade spirit stone in each hand, and began to absorb the vast spiritual energy within.

In the past few days, he had been busy and hadn't had the chance to focus on cultivation.

As the spirit stones were crushed by the ancient tripod, the spiritual energy was converted into true qi, which Chen Feng then absorbed. His strength grew steadily.

A day and a night passed quickly.

The next morning, Chen Feng slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

His eyes sparkled with divine light, and his true qi surged within him, reaching its peak.

After a day and a night of cultivation, his strength had increased to ten thousand pounds—equivalent to the strength of twenty tigers!

Of course, the consumption was also enormous, using up twenty mid-grade spirit stones, which was equivalent to a thousand low-grade spirit stones. This rate of cultivation, if known, would shock people. In just one day and a night, he had consumed resources that would take an outer sect disciple several decades to accumulate.

His cultivation speed was fifteen times that of a Seventh Stage Later Heaven expert of the same level!

Of course, half of it was consumed by the ancient tripod.

Chen Feng smiled bitterly: "The cultivation speed is indeed fast, but the consumption of spirit stones is also rapid. Twenty mid-grade spirit stones are undoubtedly a huge sum, but they were quickly consumed by me."

"But it doesn't matter. I, Chen Feng, have great skills. I'm not afraid of not being able to earn spirit stones."

Today was the third round of the outer sect competition. Chen Feng took a bath, changed into a blue robe, and went to the outer sect of the Qianyuan Sect.

When the disciples saw him coming, they all made way, looking at him with awe.

Chen Feng's reputation had spread, and everyone now knew he was powerful and ruthless.

Chen Feng was at least a Seventh Stage Later Heaven expert, a level that they had to look up to.

"Third round, match thirty-three, Chen Feng versus Su Shaoyou! Begin!"

The referee announced loudly.

After two rounds, the initial three hundred and twenty participants had been reduced to eighty, and today there were only forty matches. Therefore, many people gathered around each arena.

Around Chen Feng's Arena Thirty-Three, there were thousands of people, ten times more than around others!

Everyone was paying close attention to Chen Feng, all wanting to see how far this former waste, who had risen like a comet and entered the outer sect competition with an invincible underdog's posture, could go.

On the viewing platform, a few more outer sect elders had appeared.

Chen Feng's outstanding performance had also attracted the attention of the sect's upper echelons.

"Brother Han, our little junior is really something," an elder said to Han Cong with a smile.

He looked at Chen Feng with a gentle gaze, filled with great expectations.

Han Cong smiled slightly, his eyes filled with a sense of nostalgia: "I hope he can soar to great heights like his master did!"

"Unfortunately! I think he will likely end up like his master, being cut down before he can fly high!"

At that moment, a withered middle-aged man in his forties walked over and said with a cold laugh.

Han Cong glanced at him and sneered, "So it's you! You were a genius back then, but you were overshadowed by Brother Yan. You could have become a great expert, but your mindset became unbalanced, and your cultivation dropped. Now you're still lingering at the first level of the Divine Gate Realm!"

The man who arrived was Zhao Ruoxi, one of the geniuses of the Qianyuan Sect in the past.

Ever since Yan Qingyu entered the Qianyuan Sect, his fame was overshadowed. He lost several battles to Yan Qingyu, who easily overpowered him. His narrow-mindedness led him to be so enraged that he spat blood and fell seriously ill.

For martial cultivators, it's important to have a clear mind. With such a grudge in his heart, how could he cultivate properly?

Zhao Ruoxi looked at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with deep resentment, and said with a cold laugh, "The enmity between me and Yan Qingyu will never end, not even in the next life! Now that he's dead, it will fall on his disciple."

"I came today to see how Yan Qingyu's disciple will die!"

Han Cong sneered, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed!"

"Su Shaoyou is the grandson of Elder Su, the Grand Elder. I don't believe he's not a match for Chen Feng!" Zhao Ruoxi said with a cold laugh. "Besides, do you think Elder Su will let his grandson lose?"

Zhao Ruoxi laughed maniacally, "This time, Chen Feng is surely going to die!"

Han Cong's heart sank.

Standing opposite Chen Feng was a young man in his twenties.

The young man was very fair-skinned, with a baby face and a gentle smile. He bowed to Chen Feng and said, "Junior Brother Chen, I am only at the Sixth Stage Later Heaven level, far inferior to you. Let's just stop at a point where we don't harm each other, what do you think?"

Chen Feng, hearing this, felt some goodwill towards him.