Chapter 41

Feng Yin felt the clear energy seriously.

This stream of clear energy, with a subtle presence, quietly merged into his body, then silently circulated through his entire meridian system, causing some subtle changes...

But these changes were too subtle, and at this stage, Feng Yin still knew the what but not the why.

The only thing he could confirm was that the clear energy was beneficial to his meridians, and as it moved up the meridians and finally entered his brain, it disappeared...

Feng Yin's heart stirred, and he once again activated his inner vision.

Upon detailed observation... he was startled to see a small space in the corner of his consciousness; within it, a faintly discernible knife-shaped shadow slowly rotated without ceasing.

"Twists and turns, and it turns out to be here!"

"This clear energy, after being refined, seems to have the ability to transform the meridians, which is beneficial for cultivation, and it also has the effect of enhancing consciousness... I think the enhancement of consciousness is related to the Dao Canon and the existence of the knife... but the specifics still need to be explored in the future."

The heavy stone in Feng Yin's heart finally fell. He had been worried about these two things all along.

The Dao Canon and the small knife were the foundation of Feng Yin's cultivation. Confirming their specific whereabouts was more joyful to him than breaking through the innate barrier at this moment.

Now, he knew that the small knife could be nourished with the spirit pearls of demonic beasts, and the Dao Canon of consciousness could be nourished with this clear energy.

This was enough!

His mind was now determined.

Following this refinement, the little guy Feng Ying began to shed his white fur all over again; new white fur grew continuously, and after reaching a certain length, it began to shed again...

Another pile of cat fur was harvested!

Feng Yin carefully observed the little guy's condition and found that Feng Ying's body seemed to have grown slightly, almost imperceptibly...

Feng Yin's thoughts raced, and he hurriedly went to cook meat, boiling a pot of the demonic beast meat he had already bought.

He also crushed two Essence Power Pills and mixed them into the soup.

Half an hour later...

"Meow meow meow..."

The little guy called out urgently, looking very hungry, with a pitiful expression. As soon as he saw the meat soup, he immediately dove in, devouring it greedily...

He ate for a long time...

Feng Yin watched as the fist-sized little thing ate more than two pounds of meat and drank most of the soup, yet his belly only slightly bulged.

"Your stomach is already like this, what will you do in the future..."

Feng Yin was dumbfounded, instinctively voicing his thoughts.

After all, the little guy weighed only two or three ounces, yet he had eaten more than two pounds of meat and most of the soup, which was at least ten times his own weight!

How could this not be shocking?

After eating his fill, Feng Ying became more reserved, wagging his tail gracefully and drinking the soup slowly, exuding a ladylike demeanor...

Occasionally, he would look up at Feng Yin, his eyes more lively than before.

It felt as if he had grown wiser, harboring several emotions...

For example, when he saw Feng Yin's dumbfounded expression, he immediately turned his head away, a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness flashing in his eyes...

It seemed he was dissatisfied with his previous un-ladylike behavior...

Then he tried even harder to be elegant...

The little guy had grown up, now paying attention to his image and maintaining his dignity.

Feng Yin watched, unable to suppress a burst of laughter, though he managed to hold back, his lips twitching.

...

A gentle breeze blew, the leaves of the two ironheart hawthorns rustled, making a swishing sound...

Feng Yin held the little guy, took out the Jun Tian Mirror, and began refreshing tasks.

Yes, the next focus would be on assassin tasks. Having broken through to the innate realm, he could now attempt higher-level tasks, which would also facilitate his advancement in the assassin ranks.

As soon as he opened it, various tasks cascaded down like a waterfall, the interface randomly changing to the scope of Yuezhou City, which then calmed down.

"Having broken through to the innate realm, if classified by martial artist levels, I am now at the ninth rank of the innate realm."

Every time Feng Yin thought of what Old Xu said about the ninth rank, the reverse ninth rank, heaven, earth, and man, and the positive and negative, he felt powerless to comment...

It was too tongue-twisting.

I struggled for many years to finally reach the peak of the ninth rank, and the next major realm starts directly from the ninth rank...

Who could understand the feelings of a martial artist...

Truly speechless!

Could it be that the guy's level is too low to understand?

"What needs to be done now is to continuously complete tasks and quickly reach the gold rank. There isn't much time to spare!"

"The second thing is that I only set up a point here before, without properly establishing an identity, so I must quickly secure a decent background for my current identity. I cannot be idle, as that would make me an easy target."

Feng Yin quickly made up his mind and began screening tasks.

He was determined to achieve the gold rank training!

This was the most efficient and thorough way to make up for his foundational weaknesses, and it was an urgent necessity!

If these foundational weaknesses were allowed to persist, they would only worsen, a principle that applied universally, in any industry or field. Feng Yin, who had lived two lives, understood the consequences very well.

In the future, when climbing to higher levels, these weaknesses might become fatal flaws, leading to total failure.

This was not a problem that could be solved by simply improving one's innate talent or rapidly advancing in cultivation, but rather a fundamental issue of habitual actions.

Innate talent could still be improved in the future, and the growth of cultivation would naturally show results over time.

Only the foundational aspects, once they became habitual, would be difficult to correct. Once a flaw was planted, it would be hard to last forever.

Therefore, the gold rank training could not be missed, and the sooner, the better.

"Task: Ma Sanqian, the one-legged bandit, has killed countless people; later, he infiltrated Yuezhou, killed people, stole their wealth, and occupied their homes; his crimes are heinous and unforgivable. The Jun Tian Hand is ordered to kill him, to report to the heavens and pacify the people. Task level: Bronze."

It was a red-marked task.

Feng Yin was somewhat surprised.

After skipping several iron rank tasks, he had encountered a bronze rank task.

Feng Yin checked the details and found that this task had been posted seven days ago, meaning that the current information about Ma Sanqian was from seven days ago.

In other words, Ma Sanqian had only started "infiltrating Yuezhou, killing people, stealing their wealth, and occupying their homes" seven days ago.

Seven days ago, it was just a regular bronze rank task.

It was only after he did this that the Jun Tian Hand marked it red.

However, after it was marked red, seven days had passed, and the task still hadn't been completed, which was quite intriguing.

Feng Yin believed that, whether before or after it was marked red, there must have been more than one bronze rank assassin attempting the task, yet Ma Sanqian still survived. This directly indicated his formidable strength, making him a formidable opponent for ordinary bronze rank assassins.

Even bronze rank assassins were no match for him!

A red-marked task!

Feng Yin frowned, thinking for a moment, and finally decided to observe for now.

He would first observe to determine Ma Sanqian's strength.

If he was too much stronger, he would abandon the task.

Feng Yin was very self-aware.

He knew his own weight, 148 catties and 7.5 taels. He was always clear about his own capabilities.

His experience in this world was still shallow, and his understanding of the cultivators in this world was even less. Even though he had broken through to the innate realm and his strength had greatly improved, directly confronting such a formidable opponent, who might have hidden cards, was too risky.

He would first take on a few iron rank tasks to hone his skills.

At least, this would help consolidate his current cultivation and sharpen his combat skills, which was better than blindly taking on a risky mission.

However, when he looked back at the iron rank tasks, he found that more than half of the ones he had seen before had already been completed.

"Who would have thought that the assassin profession would be so competitive!"

Feng Yin quickly locked onto a few targets and immediately left home.

Feng Ying wanted to follow, but Feng Yin left him behind.

The little guy squatted at the door, looking longingly, with a pitiful expression, his eyes glistening...

He looked lonely, sad, and helpless.

Hmph... not taking me...

...

Still using an Asian black magic to change his appearance, covering his face with a black cloth, moving swiftly and silently, leaving no trace.

A true assassin, a soul collector in the dark night.

Feng Yin's figure, like a breeze in the dark night, flew over rooftops, tree shadows, and various hiding spots, moving invisibly.

At each safe location, he would take out the Jun Tian Mirror to check.

Only after confirming that the target had not been completed would he continue on the same route.

During this process, several iron rank tasks, wooden rank tasks, and even paper rank tasks appeared nearby, with peculiar content.

"Hu San, a street thug, often behaves unreasonably and bullies the good, causing trouble in the village, committing small evils, but not major crimes, truly despicable. Recently, he has repeatedly harassed the wife of Scholar Li, and when she ignored him, he spread rumors that she was having an affair with him, deliberately letting the scholar hear it. Now, the Li couple is in discord, and the scholar has the intention of divorcing his wife; a virtuous woman, depressed, attempted suicide by hanging, though she did not die, she is now in a coma, close to death.

Is a woman's beauty a sin?

Hu San's crime, though not punishable by law, is morally and ethically intolerable; Jun Tian's judgment: death sentence!"

"Order the Jun Tian Hand to kill him, to report to the heavens and pacify the people. Task level: Paper."

Seeing this task, Feng Yin felt a sense of satisfaction and immediately turned to take it.

Who said that bronze rank assassins wouldn't take on lower-level tasks?

This task, I must do!

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[Starting tomorrow, we will select the third most perverted member of the Feng family, and the day after tomorrow, the fourth. The reward is a signed book. Come and deal with the first and second perverts, who are causing chaos in the group...]