"Your Highness, even if you possess the Six Stars Body Refining Technique, what about it? Even if you can defy the heavens, what of it? No matter how strong you are, you are still just one person alone; can an arm twist a thigh in strength?"
The two Earth Martial Masters, being very astute, naturally understood Yu Wen Tuo’s aning.
"Your Highness, since that’s the case, leave this matter to us."
Yu Wen Tuo’s eyes flickered, but he waved his hand, "You two are not suitable to take action in this matter. Hulan Bo has already warned to keep a low profile within the Divine Wind Camp, after all, this is the place of the Iron Spear Divine Marquis. As a junior, I shouldn’t be too presumptuous. If I let you two Earth Martial Masters go and assassinate a disciple of the Divine Wind Camp, it would not end well if word got out, especially now when Lin Feng is at his peak. After all, why use a cleaver to kill a chicken?"
The two Earth Martial Masters frowned upon hearing this, "Then, according to Your Highness’s intentions..."
Yu Wen Tuo did not speak; his gaze continued to flicker.
"Without a Wolf Boss, I, Your Highness, have a stronger Iron Sword. Hao Hai, make a trip for . Let everyone from Iron Sword fight Lin Feng in a life-and-death battle!"
Hao Hai nodded hesitantly and then said, "But Your Highness, might this be too risky? That Lin Feng is really tricky; when he defeated the Wolf Boss, he only used two moves. Clearly, his strength far surpasses the Wolf Boss. Continuing to let Fifth Generation disciples trouble him might not be wise. Perhaps we won’t be able to handle Lin Feng and instead lose more people."
Yu Wen Tuo smiled indifferently, "Hao Hai, you need to understand one thing. The Wolf Boss was rely within the top ten of the White Tiger Camp. Their Wolf Nest couldn’t even make it into the top ten among the Fifth Generation disciples. But Iron Sword is different; it’s a major force among the top three, just behind the first Iron Alliance and the second Thunder God. In front of Iron Sword, the Wolf Boss is just a minor leader. No matter how strong Lin Feng is, can he surpass five Great Martial Masters Fourth Layer? Can he surpass a Great Martial Master Fifth Layer? Hao Hai, just sit here with and enjoy the show!"
...
Lin Feng fiddled with the object for a while but eventually, there was no further research and he put it back inside the storage ring.
However, the urgency now was to enhance his strength. This talk of Slashing Weapons, frankly speaking, he wasn’t in need of them at this mont.
Hu Ben Country didn’t even have strong Artifact Star Martial Artists.
"I rember there is a Refining Fire Room in the Divine Wind Camp; training there grants twice the result with half the effort."
Lin Feng pondered, aiming to break through to Great Martial Master in as short a period as possible.
The Refining Fire Room, similar to the Jade Stone Room of his Lin Family, except the forr was way more formidable.
"Training in the Refining Fire Room costs at least fifty rits a day, and all my rits are exchanged for Dragon Vein Grass," Lin Feng frowned.
Suddenly, his hand moved and three tokens appeared.
These tokens were the Identity Tokens of the Wolf Boss and his n, all retrieved from their storage bags.
Seeing these three tokens, Lin Feng’s brow relaxed; he had no rits, true, but these n surely had many.
He went to the Internal Affairs Hall and checked the rits of the three; indeed, each had a substantial amount, together summing up to more than two thousand.
"Transfer all to this token."
Lin Feng spoke as he took out his own Divine Wind Token.
The employee at the Internal Affairs Hall, a man in his twenties, looked at the token in Lin Feng’s hand with so astonishnt.
"It’s really strange, could the sun have risen from the south today? It’s my first ti seeing a Fifth Generation disciple transferring rits to a Sixth Generation Disciple’s Token. And it’s even just a Divine Wind Token."
He muttered quietly and glanced back at Lin Feng without saying much more. Lin Feng naturally knew what he ant. The Divine Wind Token from the Divine Wind Camp is the lowest level token which those in the Fire Head Army and other miscellaneous staff carry, having no functions other than rely signifying a permit to enter and exit the Divine Wind Camp. The most crucial point was, previously, it was always the Fifth Generation Disciples blackmailing and extorting the Sixth Generation Disciples, only if the Sixth Generation Disciples transferred their hard-earned rits to them. Today’s situation, where roles are reversed, is indeed quite rare.
With 2,300 rits in hand, Lin Feng directly headed to the Refining Fire Room.
The Refining Fire Room is a unique place in the Divine Wind Camp, being built entirely over an Earth Fire Vein.
Cultivating here can achieve twice the results with half the effort.
The Refining Fire Room is an underground structure, with a spiral corridor continuously extending a hundred ters downward.
Every ten ters, there is a circular corridor divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow.
Among them, the Yellow Level has the worst cultivation effect, and the Heavenly Level is the most expensive, thus the rits required per hour naturally vary.
As one goes deeper, the enhancent effects brought by the lower levels of the Refining Fire Rooms are more astonishing.
"Look, it’s Lin Feng!"
"The strongest among the Sixth Generation Disciples?"
"He indeed looks very strong."
Lin Feng’s arrival actually caught the attention of many, with nurous individuals showing him respect; these were Fifth Generation Disciples, all older than Lin Feng by three years.
Even so, each person showed a respectful gaze towards Lin Feng. The path of Martial Arts always respects the proficient as masters. Although Lin Feng is young, his feat of killing Wolf Boss with two moves had widely spread among the Fifth Generation Disciples, and no one dared to underestimate him any longer.
Lin Feng reached the First Layer, felt the temperature, and estimated his tolerance limit. He continued to the next level, going down two more layers and still did not stop.
"This Lin Feng really is a monster. Ordinary martial masters, three levels is already the limit, and this guy is still going down."
"Nonsense, if he weren’t extraordinary, could a Martial Master Eighth Layer kill a Great Martial Master?"
Lin Feng kept going downward and finally stopped at the Fifth Layer. In reality, he could endure further, but going lower wouldn’t significantly benefit his cultivation.
Lin Feng boldly went straight for a Heavenly Level chamber on the Fifth Layer.
"Wait a minute, I’ve taken this Refining Fire Room!"
Lin Feng turned his head and saw a young man striding over majestically, his eyes fixed on him.
Those active on the Fifth Layer are already at the Great Martial Master First Layer or even Second Layer.
"That’s not soone from the Iron Sword faction."
"That looks like Lin Feng being approached by an Iron Sword man."
"Oh, you don’t know? Iron Sword is now under the Seventh Prince."
"I see, no wonder. Just as Lin Feng cos out from the Tiger’s Den, he’s entered the Dragon Pond. Compared to Wolf Boss and his gang, these Iron Sword people are obviously stronger."
Lin Feng squinted at the man in front of him, "Did Yu Wen Tuo send you?"
"How dare you! You are not worthy to address the Seventh Prince by his na! Kneel before ; otherwise, I’m not against teaching you a harsh lesson!! I heard you defeated Wolf Boss and his mates, hmph, as I’ve always said, he’s rely a wild dog, not worthy to be called a wolf; even a fellow like you who hasn’t fully grown whiskers couldn’t handle them!"
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