Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 160 Thunder

Wang Shan scratched his head sheepishly, "Hehe, just got lucky."

Lin Feng patted his shoulder and smiled, "Not bad. It seems that diligent cultivation is never wrong."

Wang Shan, to be honest, wasn’t weak in strength, it was just because the Divine Wind Camp was filled with Seventh Grade and Eighth Grade Stars, which led to him being labeled as incompetent. Of course, his cultivation level might not be high since a Fifth Generation Disciple has barely reached the Ninth Layer of a martial master, which indeed isn’t high. But his physical strength is great, probably due to constantly using a hoe to dig in the fields, his muscles are very firm.

Lin Feng might have understood the painstaking efforts of Old Ming. Of course, all this might be him overthinking, wishing for a mentor’s acknowledgment. After all, Old Ming gave him a Soul Jade Stone, which clearly recognized his talent, while to Wang Shan, he gave only a hoe and a bucket for carrying water.

Old Ming’s actions were not because Wang Shan lacked talent and deliberately neglected him, but because he wanted to use this most primitive method to temper Wang Shan’s Mental State, and even to strengthen his physique.

Wang Shan’s build is now significantly sturdier than that of an ordinary Fifth Generation Disciple. As for Li Yibo, he simply cannot compare.

"Wang Shan, if possible in the future, I think you should try pursuing Body Cultivation. It might be a good choice," Lin Feng suggested.

Upon hearing this, Wang Shan curiously looked at Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, how come what you’re saying is the same as the old man? He gave me the same advice and also gave me a bag of things—look, all kinds of herbs."

Seeing this, Lin Feng thought, It seems I’ve guessed everything right, Old Ming indeed meant to do this.

"In that case, cultivate well, Wang Shan. There’s no one in this world who can look down on you. I believe in you," Lin Feng encouraged Wang Shan before heading back to work on his own cultivation. If he didn’t urgently require medicinal materials to break through to the Third Layer of the Overlord Martial Profound Body, he would have certainly given some herbs to Wang Shan.

"Bai Yue?"

Lin Feng sat inside the house and tried calling out to the Demoness Bai Yue.

Swoosh

"I’m here."

The next moment, Bai Yue the Demoness appeared before Lin Feng, who immediately became curious, "Were you nearby all this time?"

Bai Yue nodded, "Yes, I’ve been following you in secret."

Lin Feng couldn’t help his curiosity. Her skill in concealing her presence was quite impressive; he hadn’t noticed her at all. While his Cultivation was not as advanced, he still should’ve noticed something.

"What is your Star grade?"

Bai Yue the Demoness revealed her own Star, which was a Blood Moon.

"Ninth Grade, Blood Moon Star."

As expected, Lin Feng knew that Bai Yue the Demoness must have something to do with the moon, but he didn’t expect it to be a Blood Moon Star.

"In fact, I’ve realized a Talent Skill called Moon Shadow Step, which allows me to merge into any shadows."

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised to hear this. No wonder she could come and go without a trace. It turned out to be such a powerful Talent Skill. This reassured him that she wouldn’t be discovered by the instructors of the Divine Wind Camp.

"Alright, then go have fun. I’m going to start my Body Refinement."

After saying this, the Demoness Bai Yue disappeared from sight.

"Lin Feng, who were you talking to? I heard a woman’s voice," asked Wang Shan curiously, carrying a large bucket of hot water for Lin Feng.

"Just talking to myself. Thanks a lot," Lin Feng said.

Wang Shan, feeling puzzled, scratched his head and said, "Talking to yourself, and even disguising as a woman when you are alone, Lin Feng, your interests are really quite unique. Alright, I won’t disturb your cultivation; I’m off to fish."

Lin Feng took off his clothes and sat directly in the wooden tub.

"Two hundred and twenty stalks of Dragon Vein Grass, I refuse to believe that the Overlord Martial Profound Body can’t break through to the Third Layer."

Muttering to himself, Lin Feng began to practice with all his might.

...

Whoosh!!

At the same time.

In a special spring, Yu Wen Tuo slowly stood up, immediately being draped in a bathrobe by a guard.

Yu Wen Tuo picked up a cup of Spiritual Tea, which was worth a hundred merits, to help speed up the circulation of Gang Qi within his body.

"What significant events are there recently? Tell me only the important ones, and also how are the feedbacks from the Fifth Generation Disciples?"

Yu Wen Tuo exhaled and resumed sitting cross-legged.

"Reporting to Seventh Prince, there aren’t many significant events, mostly things from before. As for the Fifth Generation Disciples, there has been a little surprise. A guy named Zhang Qingquan beat up the people we sent over and then threw them back. This guy is backed by an organization called Thunder God, and through our investigation, it was found that this person is from Thunder Mountain Villa."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wen Tuo snorted coldly, "Xu Leiting, Thunder Mountain Villa. Does this mean he’s a planted piece by Thunder Mountain Villa in Divine Wind Camp, paving the way for their Young Master Xu Leiting?"

"I believe that’s highly likely. However, Seventh Prince, this Zhang Qingquan is no easy opponent, and his Star is the powerful Eighth Grade Star. Even the Iron Sword folks don’t dare to provoke him. He’s practically one of the top three organizations among the Fifth Generation Disciples. Besides that, most other organizations have mostly aligned with us already. There’s only this tough nut left, apart from that little bitch Li Bing’s Ice Gang."

A cold glint flickered and vanished in Yu Wen Tuo’s eyes, "Don’t provoke this Zhang Qingquan for the time being. Let the Iron Sword’s people continue to test them. As for the girl Li Bing, I’ve met her before, and she’s not bad to look at. I’m interested in her. Give you seven days; she better be clean and lying in my bed. Otherwise, after seven days, come to see me with your head in your hands."

Upon hearing this, the man tensed up and immediately responded.

Only after the person left did Yu Wen Tuo slowly exhale a breath of turbid air, stood up, twisted his neck, and revealed a mocking smile, "Right, there’s you too, Lin Feng. All Fifth Generation Disciples must bow before the might of this prince, what makes you, a Sixth Generation Disciple, think you have the capital? Just because you killed two pieces of Great Martial Master trash?"

Thinking of this, his gaze flickered, and his expression turned sinister, "I had originally wanted to show you personally what a Great Martial Master is, but unfortunately, Wolf boss insists on killing you himself. Well, who would tolerate having two of his subordinates killed by you? It’s a shame, though. Even if you have the Ninth Grade Star, in the eyes of this prince, you’re nothing but a commoner, a commoner that should be handled by dogs. You’re not worthy of this prince’s personal effort."

Saying this, Yu Wen Tuo burst into loud laughter.

...

"Boss, in at most three days, we will arrive at the Divine Wind Camp!!"

"Good!"

A sinister gleam appeared in the eyes of the Wolf boss, a tall and strong young man around seventeen or eighteen years old, yet exceptionally composed.

Behind him followed seven or eight men, each one of them his trusted aides.

"After we get back, assign the tasks first, then all of you gather in the square. By then, it will be time to settle the score with that kid!!"

...

Inside the room.

Steam swirled around, and Lin Feng’s figure was shrouded intermittently.

These days, he had been relentlessly cultivating, having already used up thirty stalks of Dragon Vein Grass, but the Third Layer of the Overlord Martial Profound Body still had not been broken through.