Chapter 63

" Feng'er, take this and keep it well. Pass it down when you have children. This is our family's record about the Spirit Practitioners and their cultivation methods. In a family like the Ye family, only the patriarch can keep these cultivation methods. After your grandfather went missing, they came into my possession..."

Though he didn't know what was going on with Ye Feng, Ye Feng was the most likely to be a Spirit Practitioner. Moreover, Ye Feng was his son, and his talent even surpassed that of his younger son. Naturally, this item should be kept by Ye Feng. He was already old, and although he had broken through, he had missed the best age for cultivation. His future achievements would not be great, so everything still depended on his two sons.

Especially when his eldest son, who originally had no chance of cultivation, showed a talent even more monstrous than his younger son, he felt a sense of his own aging.

Suddenly, the two of them sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy outside the door, but this fluctuation was much smaller compared to Ye Feng's.

"Breaking through?"

Feeling this fluctuation, the two of them were momentarily stunned, then a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

The two quickly went outside and saw Ye Hao sitting cross-legged on the ground, a dense spiritual energy entering his body.

Since the two had just broken through, the surrounding spiritual energy had not yet dissipated, so there was also a dense spiritual energy around Ye Hao.

Seeing Ye Hao's state, they knew he was breaking through, so neither of them spoke, only watching quietly.

Ye Hao, a true genius, absorbed spiritual energy far exceeding that of an ordinary Quasi-Warrior during a breakthrough.

After about half an hour, the spiritual energy around Ye Hao dissipated, and he opened his eyes.

"Broken through?"

Seeing Ye Hao wake up, Ye Feng and Ye Chenshan asked in unison. Though they knew Ye Hao had broken through from the aura around him, they still asked.

"Broken through, to the late-stage First Rank Warrior!" Hearing their question, Ye Hao couldn't help but nod with joy.

He hadn't expected that after breaking through, he would directly enter the late stage.

"Ha ha, good, good, today is filled with good news. Wanrong, prepare a few dishes. I still have some good wine. Let's celebrate as a family!" Hearing Ye Hao's response, Ye Chenshan laughed wildly. Today, he was extremely happy. Both of his sons were geniuses, and both were more monstrous than the other, making him, a former genius, secretly jealous. However, when he thought that these two geniuses were his sons, all that remained was excitement.

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In the deep, 500 miles from the outer edge of the Tianlang Mountain Range, the trees here were already dozens of feet tall, and the vines on the trees were as thick as bowls, like giant forest pythons.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

In the forest, a figure stood in the shade of a large tree. A water-bucket-thick, ten-zhang-long Fifth Rank ferocious beast, the 'Ironclad Python,' was writhing and struggling, its tail wildly lashing the ground and trees, making a series of loud noises. However, no matter how its tail moved, its head remained motionless.

It wasn't that it didn't want to move, but it couldn't. A black iron spear had pierced through its seven-inch mark, pinning it to the tree.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Ironclad Python's struggles grew weaker and weaker, and it finally fell silent.

Seeing that the Ironclad Python was completely silent, the figure stepped out from the shade and approached the giant python. He took out a small porcelain bottle, pried open the python's mouth, and squeezed out a few drops of liquid from its teeth, carefully capping and storing the bottle. Then, a small knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and he skillfully gutted the Ironclad Python, removing its skin.

After he finished removing the skin, the large pile of snake skin, which looked like a small mound of earth, instantly disappeared. If it weren't for the blood on the ground, no one would guess that anything had been there.

If someone saw this scene, they would be utterly shocked. The 'Ironclad Python' is a Fifth Rank ferocious beast, with scales as hard as steel. A Fifth Rank Warrior with ordinary weapons could not penetrate its defenses. Moreover, while ordinary snakes are not venomous, the Ironclad Python's venom is extremely toxic. Even a Sixth Rank Warrior would die if they were contaminated.

But now, the Ironclad Python had been killed, and its scales had been penetrated and it was killed directly, which was already unbelievable. What was even more unbelievable was that the one who killed the Ironclad Python was a teenager.

On the surface, the teenager seemed very steady, but from his youthful face, it was clear that he was only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Killing an Ironclad Python at the age of thirty would not be strange, but for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, it was shocking. The Ironclad Python's defense and venom made it almost invincible among Fifth Rank ferocious beasts. Moreover, ferocious beasts are generally stronger than warriors. Even a Fifth Rank Warrior would usually need to team up to kill an Ironclad Python. A single warrior without Sixth or Seventh Rank strength would find it impossible to kill an Ironclad Python.

Could a fifteen or sixteen-year-old have the strength of a Sixth or Seventh Rank Warrior? How could that be possible?

But this teenager had done it. This teenager was Ye Feng.

This was the thirtieth day since Ye Feng entered the Tianlang Mountain Range. After a month of killing, Ye Feng's strength had steadily reached the late-stage Fifth Rank Warrior, and he had fully mastered his Fifth Rank strength.

"Thirty days, and there's still over a month left before the Dragon Leap begins! I'll cultivate for another half a month and then return!"

After dealing with the Ironclad Python, Ye Feng took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

These thirty days of daily killing had left Ye Feng mentally exhausted, but it also gave him a faint sense of satisfaction. He had never experienced such a thrilling and intense killing spree. His strength had improved so rapidly that in less than three months, he had gone from being a worthless nobody to a Fifth Rank Warrior.

Having such strength but never truly engaging in killing left him unable to fully utilize more than 50% of his power. In the past, he had relied on his overwhelming strength to crush his opponents, but if he faced an opponent of equal strength, he would likely suffer a loss. This was the reason for his current training.

Warriors are tempered in life and death. A warrior raised in a greenhouse is not a true warrior. Only through the trials of life and death can a warrior truly unleash their full potential.

Moreover, Ye Feng couldn't stay at home anymore. Since his father had broken through to the True Warrior realm, especially when the people of Qing Shuang City learned that he belonged to no faction, their doorstep was almost worn out by visitors.

Many families, even the City Lord's residence, sent people to invite his father to join them, offering him the position of guest elder. However, Ye Chenshan declined all of these offers.

These waves of visitors prevented Ye Feng from focusing on his cultivation. Additionally, he knew his weakness, which led to this training.

During this month, Ye Feng did not use any physical strength, only his warrior strength in combat.

At the beginning, he was in the outer region of the Tianlang Mountain Range, where Fourth Rank ferocious beasts roamed. A single Fourth Rank ferocious beast could easily overpower him. If it weren't for his super-strong physical defense and the mastery of three steps of the Inch Step, he would have died countless times.

However, he didn't rush, working hard bit by bit. On the edge of life and death, his strength rapidly improved. Now, he could even kill the king of Fifth Rank ferocious beasts, the Ironclad Python.

One could say that this month was a transformative period for Ye Feng. A month of life and death trials had made him a true warrior, and a strong one at that. At the very least, he was invincible among his peers. Of course, this was closely related to his body movement and awareness, especially after the light ball in his mind began to rotate rapidly, he felt his mental state reach a new level. He could sense any movement within fifty meters, even with his eyes closed.

Though Ye Feng didn't understand why, he knew it was greatly beneficial to him.

Knowing that he used a spear, Ye Chenshan gave him a high-level martial technique, the Hurricane Spear Technique.

The spear technique had only three moves. After a month of training, Ye Feng had reached the minor accomplishment stage in the first and second moves, but he still had no clue about the third move.

As for cultivation techniques, Ye Chenshan did not give them to Ye Feng, as only the major sects had methods to determine a person's physical attributes, while others had to explore and find techniques suitable for themselves.