Chapter 29

The little guy is now very agile.

Whether it's due to its innate racial talent, the result of being enlightened once, or the combined effect of both, in any case, its vitality far exceeds that of ordinary young ones, far beyond Feng Yin's understanding.

Ever since Feng Yin fed it, after a hearty meal, it started circling around him, nimble and agile.

The palm-sized little thing was incredibly lively.

Feng Yin lay on the bed, leaning against the pillow, reading a book, frowning as he diligently studied the Wind Step and Heaven Turning Leg. He studied carefully, with full concentration.

The little Feng Ying started running up and down, initially just circling around his head, then drilling from one side of his neck to the other, crawling in through the collar and out through the trouser leg.

It was like an adventure.

Its eyes were always bright with excitement, finding it all very amusing.

Finally... Feng Ying's nose twitched, then twitched again, its eyes seemingly puzzled and curious, as if it had discovered a new continent.

What's this smell?

So strange.

After circling around, it finally found where the smell was coming from...

The little guy looked up, and seeing no reaction from Feng Yin, it ran over excitedly, sticking its tiny nose to Feng Yin's foot and taking a deep sniff.

Then its nose and face wrinkled; its eyes were full of confusion and disgust, its hind legs gave out, and it plopped down on the bed.

Its hind legs twitched, and its eyes were full of stars.

Shaking its head, it wrinkled its nose and got up, tail between its legs, and quickly fled.

Then it held its own foot and sniffed, took a couple of bites, and found nothing wrong...

So it tilted its head, its big eyes full of confusion, not understanding why it smelled that way.

It shouldn't be like that.

So it ran to Feng Yin's face, tried to breathe, then took a deep breath, licked, and bit a couple of times...

Nothing wrong.

Did I get it wrong just now?

The little guy thought for a long time, its eyes wide with confusion, and finally took a small step closer...

Trying again, it used its little nose to sniff Feng Yin's foot...

"Ugh..."

Then it jumped up as if its fur was on fire, and fled even faster...

Then it never dared to go near again.

Although it didn't dare to go near, the little guy was having a lot of fun, never tiring of it.

Looking at the foot as if it were a great enemy, the little body jumped around, barking at the foot, body arched, ready to attack at any moment.

Seeing no reaction, it barked, threatened, and jumped around, showing off its strength, then became fiercely vigilant.

This cycle repeated.

Anyway, I'm not going over there.

Feng Yin watched the little guy challenge his foot and originally wanted to put it away quickly.

But he was surprised to find that the little thing's movements were getting faster and faster, eventually becoming a blur.

After a few jumps, it even learned to turn in mid-air on its own.

Feng Yin secretly evaluated and was astonished to find that this speed was already something he couldn't achieve even at the Third Rank of the Later Heaven stage!

This discovery shocked Feng Yin.

A human martial artist reaching the Third Rank of the Later Heaven stage was already considered to have a basic grasp of their cultivation method. The speed at the Third Rank of the Later Heaven stage was more than six times that of an ordinary person's full speed.

The little thing had only learned to walk a couple of days ago, and it had already reached this speed!

"Really amazing!"

Feng Yin felt he had found a treasure.

"Definitely going to be very powerful in the future! Even though it's now foolishly gnawing on my foot..."

"Unfortunately, its demonic veins were sealed by its mother, otherwise, it would have already awakened its innate abilities. I wonder what this little guy's innate ability is?"

The little thing had been jumping around for a long time, and Feng Yin finally worried it might get tired, so he put down the secret manual, got out of bed, and put on his shoes.

The little guy stood by the bed, head down, whiskers twitching, looking at the foot now inside the shoe, tail wagging, clearly not giving up!

When the opportunity comes, I will definitely investigate thoroughly why it smells so strange...

The little guy made up its mind.

...

It's worth mentioning that Xu Lao San's injuries had recovered very quickly over the past two days; he almost felt nothing.

Based on Feng Yin's assessment, he could probably handle a not too intense regular battle.

In other words, he had recovered.

And Xu Lao Si had gone out to work for two nights and completed the assassination of two targets.

Finally, they were back in business, finally earning silver and Essence Pills, Bone Washing Pills; then Xu Lao Si sold the pills immediately, faster than Feng Yin expected.

Even more surprising to Feng Yin, the price for such a quick sale was still quite good, one pill for one hundred taels; a total of four hundred taels; plus the reward for the two targets, twenty taels, making a total of four hundred and twenty taels.

Just these two transactions made the brothers' pockets bulge.

But when they saw Feng Yin, they immediately held their breath.

"Made money?"

"Uh... hehe..."

"How much?"

"Three... four hundred taels..."

"Bring it over!"

Feng Yin quickly modified the IOU: "Still owe one thousand one hundred and eighty taels."

"Wasn't it a total of one thousand two?" The brothers were confused.

"Originally, it was one thousand two, but the pills over the past two days don't count? Three times, one hundred taels each time, these are life-saving pills! Do you know how much I lost, and how much I should charge you, one thousand five?"

"Plus accommodation, food, and mental distress... when you add it all up, one thousand six, is that too much?!"

"You paid four hundred and twenty this time, so you still owe one thousand one hundred and eighty taels, is that a problem?"

"This..."

Xu Lao San wanted to say that one of those three times didn't work... and you said fifty taels?

But he thought better of it and swallowed his words.

He knew that if he said anything, Feng Yin would find other reasons to double the debt. This guy was more ruthless than they were, with no mercy at all...

Fortunately, he wasn't a killer, or he would have taken all the meat, leaving them with nothing but the wind.

"Alright, we still owe you one thousand one hundred and eighty taels." Xu Lao San signed the IOU without hesitation.

He wouldn't give Feng Yin a chance to make things worse.

"..."

Feng Yin couldn't help but look at Xu Lao San carefully, surprised that this thick-browed, big-eyed man had become smarter...

Taking the IOU, he said in a harsh tone: "Hurry up and think of ways to make money when you're almost recovered! Do you really feel good about owing so much? Eating and drinking for free every day, two grown men, do you really feel good about it? I've said it, do you two really feel good about it? Have some shame, will you?"

Before they could respond, he left the room, striding out.

The brothers looked at each other.

A loan shark making such a righteous and stern argument, even forming a parallel sentence, was truly unprecedented...

Xu Lao Si didn't feel much. He was just calculating in his head.

"Eliminated two more targets, moved up a few more places... I'm getting closer to my goal of becoming a Bronze Rank. Maybe I can become a Gold Rank killer even before Lao Da..."

Xu Lao Si's eyes were full of circles, clearly lost in endless daydreams.

...

Little Feng Ying was becoming more and more agile, changing every moment. As Feng Yin cultivated, it grew stronger and faster, almost overnight. In just a couple of days, it had chewed a low-level demon beast bone to pieces, showing its strong teeth.

"This innate talent, the offspring of a powerful demon beast, growing so astonishingly fast... I wonder if my enlightenment has any effect."

Feng Yin was amazed, but another doubt lingered in his mind.

How long has it been?

The little guy's teeth had already become sharp, and the claws under its small paws were starting to gleam.

Occasionally, when it got angry, its sharp little claws would flash, full of fierce cuteness!

One claw down, and deep marks appeared on the hard wooden table.

"I think the Spirit Gathering Enlightenment must have some effect, but I don't know if it's more significant than its innate talent. However, it doesn't matter; making the little guy stronger will only benefit me."

Over the past two days, Feng Yin had been focused on cultivation and taking care of the little guy, barely paying attention to the tasks on the Jun Tian Mirror.

Otherwise, with his greatly improved strength, just one step away from the Innate stage, Xu Lao Si wouldn't have been able to complete tasks for two consecutive days without being outbid.

Feeling his own strength improve, Feng Yin decided to take on a couple of tasks to test his abilities. Besides, even a small task is still meat, and the tasks from the Jun Tian Mirror were not small, quite lucrative. Seeing Xu Lao Si complete tasks for two consecutive days, he felt the urge to take on some tasks himself. He took out the Jun Tian Mirror, ready to check the task list and find a target, when he suddenly heard a loud sound of something breaking through the air from outside.

His heart skipped a beat.

Did the battle end?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly went to open the door.

Just as he opened the door, a man in green rushed to the clinic, carrying a bloodied person on his back.

Behind him, a long line of men in green and soldiers carrying the wounded.

"Mr. Feng... Mr. Feng..."

The man in green was so flustered that he still called out twice, even though Feng Yin was right in front of him.

"Please look at my brother, save him..."

"So many injured?!"

Feng Yin was startled and shouted: "Lao San, Lao Si, come out and help, clear out the wards, set up curtains in the courtyard, and put up a rain shelter, the clinic's space is insufficient..."

The men in green quickly helped set up.

The few available beds were quickly filled with the wounded, and even the blankets and mattresses were used as temporary beds on the ground.

Feng Yin's bed was also used, with the bedding torn into six beds.

The head and foot of the bed were turned into two beds, one bed board, one mat, one blanket, one mattress...

Even so, they couldn't accommodate all the wounded, and more were still coming.

"How could there be such heavy casualties?" Feng Yin quickly started taking pulses and then began boiling medicine.

"This is just the beginning, these are just the early ones..."

The leader of the men in green was sweating profusely: "The battle isn't over yet, we expect more wounded. We were ambushed by the Great Yan..."

"An ambush by the Great Yan?"

Feng Yin's mind raced, and he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger from just those five words.