Chapter 8

"Is this the power of the Great Seal of Light? I've only just achieved a minor success in the first level of the Great Seal of Light, and I can already break trees as thick as a bowl with one palm! This palm must have exerted at least 1,200 catties of force! The Great Seal of Light is truly a high-grade Yellow-level technique, capable of amplifying one's strength by 120%. And this is just the minor success of the first level. I wonder how terrifying it will be in the future!"

Chen Feng's cultivation speed was extremely fast, and he had already achieved a minor success in the first level of the Great Seal of Light.

His cultivation speed was so fast not only because his comprehension was exceptionally high after his body was modified, but also because he was highly compatible with the Great Seal of Light.

Chen Feng's constitution was originally unsuitable for cultivating any true qi. The true qi in his body was entirely due to the benefits of the Beidou Page Golden Sutra and the mysterious dragon blood in the small tripod. The Beidou Page Golden Sutra was as brilliant as the sun, the small tripod was ancient and majestic, and that drop of dragon blood was extremely domineering, as powerful as a sea of hell. Combined, these factors made Chen Feng's true qi particularly suitable for cultivating the Great Seal of Light.

As for the large consumption of true qi, it was not a problem for Chen Feng. His constitution had been modified by the mysterious dragon blood, and he practiced the Beidou Page Golden Sutra, which made the amount of true qi in his body far exceed that of other martial artists of the same level. While other martial artists at the third level of the Afterbirth stage had only 500 catties of force, he had 1,000 catties!

"Who's there?"

It was nearly noon, and Chen Feng was cultivating the Great Seal of Light when he suddenly turned around and shouted loudly.

"It's me." Han Cong stepped out from behind a tree. He looked at Chen Feng with surprise: "Chen Feng, your progress is truly astonishing, almost miraculous. You've already reached the peak of the third level so quickly? And it looks like you've also made some progress in your martial techniques."

Given Chen Feng's special circumstances, he couldn't easily explain to Han Cong. He smiled and changed the subject, glancing at the nearby thatched cottage. The cottage was empty, with no furniture, and he said apologetically: "Uncle Han, I'm really sorry. You came all this way, and I don't even have a place for you to sit."

Han Cong waved his hand and said: "Chen Feng, I came to see you for an urgent matter. Don't say such formalities."

Chen Feng's expression turned serious: "Uncle Han, what's the matter?"

"I'm going to enter the deep forests of the Green Forest Mountains with a hunting team composed entirely of outer sect elders today. I won't be able to protect you for more than half a month. I received news that Elder Sun knows I'm going into the mountains and might try to harm you. Find a place to hide quickly, and don't let him find you."

Han Cong said solemnly.

Chen Feng was startled, his thoughts racing. He asked: "Uncle Han, is Elder Sun going to do it himself?"

"No." Han Cong shook his head: "Elder Sun is busy with other matters, and if he did it himself, it would be too obvious. After all, you are still a member of the sect. If he wants to kill you, he will send his disciples."

"What level are his disciples?"

"His most talented disciple, Cui Zhen Shan, is at the sixth level of the Afterbirth stage. In addition, there are a few at the fifth level." Han Cong looked at Chen Feng sternly: "Chen Feng, don't think about staying to fight them. With your current cultivation, staying is courting death! Listen to me, run away and hide far away."

"Yes, Uncle, I understand." Chen Feng nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, a man can bend and stretch. I won't confront them head-on."

Han Cong nodded, relieved, and left.

In his impression, Chen Feng had always been a very honest and steady young man. Since he had agreed, he definitely wouldn't go back on his word.

However...

"Uncle, I'm sorry, but I have to go against your wishes." Chen Feng watched his back, his eyes filled with determination. He murmured: "That old dog Sun wants my life, so I'll make him pay! It seems the lesson from Sun Xin last time wasn't painful enough. This time, I'll hurt him! I'll show him that I'm not just a waste of space, and I'm not someone to be trifled with!"

"But Uncle, don't worry, I won't act rashly. I have the Beidou Page Golden Sutra and the Great Seal of Light. Even against a sixth-level Afterbirth stage expert, I have the confidence to fight!"

...

After lunch, Chen Feng continued his cultivation in the afternoon. He estimated that Elder Sun's people would come at night, so he had to seize the time to strengthen his power, even a little bit would help.

To his delight, as he cultivated the Great Seal of Light, his true qi became increasingly robust. By evening, his strength had reached 1,100 catties, surpassing that of a fourth-level Afterbirth stage martial artist. However, his cultivation level remained at the peak of the third level, without breaking through. Chen Feng wasn't anxious; he knew he was in a bottleneck period and needed a breakthrough opportunity.

As the night fell, two figures rapidly approached the thatched cottage.

When they were still a few dozen yards away from the cottage, they slowed down, moving step by step, trying to avoid alarming the people inside. They were clearly up to no good.

They reached the side of the cottage and peered through the window. One of them whispered: "Senior Brother, that little thief doesn't seem to be inside!"

"Who cares if he's there or not, just barge in and kill him!" the senior brother replied in a low voice.