Translator: AnubisTL
Faced with such an unreasonable request, Gu Feng immediately complied.
At first, he was full of energy, but soon his face turned dark. Zhu Qingyan was like a slippery little fish, and no matter how much he swung the Soul Shattering Whip until it smoked, he couldn't even touch a single hair on her.
He was the one who wanted to whip her, yet she dodged faster than anyone. Wasn't this just making a fool of him?
Gu Feng's expression turned ugly, and he directly put away the Soul Shattering Whip, no longer paying attention to Zhu Qingyan.
"Keep going!"
"Keep going my foot, you keep dodging, making me hit air?" Gu Feng pouted, speechless.
"Hehe, dodging is just my body's instinctive reaction, not intentional."
Seeing that Gu Feng had lost interest, Zhu Qingyan didn't dwell on it either. She took the Soul Shattering Whip from Gu Feng's hand, gently stroking it as if reuniting with an old friend, sighing softly.
"The Soul Shattering Whip is the exclusive weapon of the Great Ming Divine Master..."
Zhu Qingyan's voice was low, like a scroll slowly unfurling—
The Great Ming Divine Master, born of the barbarian tribe, was the most talented and brilliant elder in the history of the barbarians, comparable even to the Great Ming Divine Emperor.
In the 259,300th year of the Great Ming calendar, the Great Ming Dynasty was beset by internal and external troubles, teetering on the brink. The barbarian elder led his people to stabilize the Great Ming's rule, earning the title of Great Ming Divine Master.
His knowledge was vast, excelling in alchemy, weaponry, runes, and the Dao. He presided over the Royal Dao Academy, specifically nurturing the descendants of the Zhu family of Great Ming. The last Divine Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty was his disciple.
The Soul Shattering Whip was a royal artifact he forged specifically to civilize the barbarians.
This artifact not only eliminated the uncontrollable outbursts of the barbarians, allowing them to be accepted by the world and escape the harsh ecological zones, but also revitalized the Great Ming Dynasty, ushering in its final glory.
Due to her status as a member of the Great Ming royal family, Zhu Qingyan naturally became a disciple of the Great Ming Divine Master. However, her mischievous nature in her youth often led to punishments from the Divine Master.
"Back then, the Divine Master would always wave the Soul Shattering Whip in front of me, making me tremble with fear, but he always missed..." At this point, Zhu Qingyan's voice grew even lower, and tears seemed to glisten in the corners of her eyes.
Sensing the deep sorrow, Gu Feng quickly changed the subject: "The Divine Master was a man of great talent and learning, so how come your alchemy skills are so poor?"
Smack—
Zhu Qingyan's eyes sparkled as she lightly tapped Gu Feng's head, chiding, "Alchemy requires talent, just like you. You can't even produce a single proper pill. Is it strange that my alchemy skills are lacking?"
"If you know that, why are you so obsessed with alchemy?" Gu Feng blurted out, a question he had been curious about for a long time.
Cultivators have long lifespans, but there's no need to waste time in areas that don't suit them. It's better to focus on cultivation.
"Aren't you the same, obsessed with alchemy?"
"I'm different from you. I need to earn money, to fight against fate!"
"Then why do you think I don't need to fight against fate?" Zhu Qingyan chuckled lightly, speaking calmly.
"If the Soul Shattering Whip wasn't severely damaged, and if A Fei didn't know how to refine it, ten of you might not be able to defeat him."
As she spoke, Zhu Qingyan waved the Soul Shattering Whip in her hand.
Gu Feng deeply agreed. The exclusive royal artifact of the Divine Master from a super dynasty hundreds of thousands of years old should indeed have such power.
"I'll teach you how to refine the Soul Shattering Whip, and in the future, find a way to restore it to its former glory!"
"Alright—"
Gu Feng nodded, following the method taught by Zhu Qingyan, forcing out a drop of heart's blood and smearing it on the Soul Shattering Whip, then chanting an ancient, obscure incantation.
The Soul Shattering Whip seemed to come to life, trembling slightly, the rust on it gradually falling away, revealing its original form.
After about an hour, the Soul Shattering Whip became pitch black and shiny, forming a mysterious connection with Gu Feng's mind. Through the broken runes on the whip, he seemed to see the fierce battles of the past.
"Senior Zhu, how did the Great Ming Dynasty finally fall?" The submission of the barbarians brought the Great Ming Dynasty its final glory, but this glory lasted less than twenty thousand years. This part of history, Gu Feng had never heard of.
"Everything in the world has its fate. Perhaps it was time for the Great Ming Dynasty to end. 'He' once nearly defied the heavens, but failed!
These things are too distant for you. Your urgent task now is to find a thunder-attribute body and then break through to the Postnatal Realm."
"Understood, that's exactly what I intend to do!" Gu Feng nodded. The history of the dynasty was indeed too distant for him. His most pressing goal now was to find a thunder-attribute body and advance to the Postnatal Realm.
"Senior Zhu, thunder-attribute cultivators are hard to find, and there are no thunder-attribute demon beasts in the entire Sunset Glow Sect. We need to look outside, but according to Elder Meng of the Spirit Beast Garden, such rare demon beasts are scarce even within the Chu Kingdom, and if they exist, they are astronomically priced..." Gu Feng said, somewhat troubled.
"Didn't you earn a lot of money?" Zhu Qingyan's expression turned displeased. She could see what Gu Feng was thinking—this kid just didn't want to spend big money.
"Actually, I don't have that much money!
Senior Zhu, don't misunderstand. I'm not saying this because I'm stingy with my money. I just want to express that, in the worst-case scenario, if we can't find a thunder-attribute cultivator or a thunder-attribute demon beast, can we use something else as a substitute?" Gu Feng scratched his head, feeling embarrassed.
His evasive, penny-pinching tone irritated Zhu Qingyan: "I don't care if you find a cultivator or a demon beast, but whatever you find must meet two criteria: one, it must be thunder-attribute; two, it must have life growth potential!"
With that, Zhu Qingyan didn't bother with Gu Feng anymore, her body sinking into the ground and disappearing.
Gu Feng furrowed his brows, walking out of the alchemy room, pondering where to find a suitable body for Zhu Qingyan.
Although he had read many books in the Gu family, the Gu family was ultimately a small household, with no particularly good books.
At this moment, Gu Feng felt the frustration of not having enough knowledge when needed, and for a while, he didn't know where to go.
"Let's cultivate some martial skills for a while, think while practicing!"
Returning to his small courtyard, Gu Feng began practicing the two martial skills he had obtained from Zhu Qingyan: the sound wave, or rather soul attack, skill "Jade Lion's Golden Roar" and the movement skill "Immortal by the River"!
These were two martial skills Zhu Qingyan had specifically matched for Gu Feng's "Ten Thousand Beasts Manual." She didn't mention their grade, but they were likely extraordinary.
These two martial skills could greatly enhance Gu Feng's attack efficiency, and combined with the previously refined Soul Shattering Whip, his combat power would at least double.
"Ah—"
"Roar—"
For the next few days, Gu Feng's courtyard was filled with roars at all times.
Looking at the shattered stone a meter in front of him, Gu Feng sighed. The "Jade Lion's Golden Roar" was indeed powerful, but it was a bit hard on the throat.
After a few days, his voice had gone hoarse, his throat swollen and red, and even eating didn't feel enjoyable anymore.
If this continued, he might become mute, so Gu Feng started practicing "Immortal by the River."
This movement skill lived up to its name, exuding an ethereal aura.
Gu Feng's movements were erratic, like an immortal descending, his robes fluttering as he roamed the world—
As he practiced, his figure became so fast it was hard to discern with the naked eye. From a distance, it looked like multiple Gu Fengs existed simultaneously, indistinguishable from the real one, dozens of times more profound than his previous brute-force acceleration.
Time flies when cultivating, and before he knew it, a month had passed.
Through his rigorous training, Gu Feng had gained a new understanding of the two martial skills. Although there were still flaws, using them in combat was no longer a problem.
In an old, small courtyard, the tall and slender Gu Feng strolled leisurely, occasionally emitting a low roar that shook the soul...
At that moment, a knocking sound came from outside the courtyard.
"Senior Sister Chu? Gu Feng isn't here!" Through the crack in the courtyard gate, Gu Feng saw Chu Youhuan's figure. He pinched his throat, letting out a sharp voice.
"I'm not here to ask for money, I'm here to give you money." Chu Youhuan's mouth twitched. Through the crack, she saw Gu Feng.
Creak—
Gu Feng opened the door to welcome her. After all, this was the outer sect, and Chu Youhuan wouldn't dare cause trouble.
"Senior Sister Chu, I thought you came to ask for Senior Sister Qi's storage ring?"
"You earned it fair and square. The chief elder of Carp Mountain didn't say anything, and I, Chu Youhuan, am not a sore loser!" Chu Youhuan said magnanimously.
"Senior Sister Chu is indeed magnanimous!" Gu Feng smiled, giving Chu Youhuan a thumbs-up.
"Want to earn some money?"
(End of the Chapter)
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