After leaving the Yang Pole of Yushan Yaoci, Chen Feng entered the Yin Pole of Yushan Yaoci once again and made his way to the Stele Forest of Martial Arts.
He switched on his phone’s flashlight.
First, he took photos of the “Three Portions of Returning Primordial Qi.”
Then, he recorded three other martial techniques.
A palm technique: Blazing Pure Yang Palm.
A body-protecting divine skill: Innate Gang Qi.
A sonic skill: Lion’s Roar Technique.
As for the other martial arts techniques, Chen Feng had heard of most of them outside already, so he didn’t bother recording them—better to avoid trouble later on.
This time, when Chen Feng left Kunlun Mountain, he brought along a rather large dinosaur.
It was a Protoceratops.
Weighing in at four hundred kilograms, transporting it over long distances was no easy feat.
Even though he had reached the level of Martial Dao Master, he had to rest several times throughout the day.
But thinking about the Protoceratops’ value, his weary body was filled with renewed energy.
After nearly two months, Chen Feng finally emerged from Kunlun Mountain once more.
It was still daytime when he left the mist-enveloped, sealed Kunlun Mountain.
Having entered and exited Kunlun Mountain multiple times, Chen Feng could keenly sense the differences outside the mountain.
Not just that— even the air smelled different.
To avoid causing a stir, Chen Feng waited until deep into the night before quietly carrying the dinosaur back to the rehabilitation center’s cold storage.
However, none of this could escape the center’s surveillance.
Li Kong was the first to receive the alert.
The obedient security chief immediately deleted the footage and made his subordinates sign confidentiality agreements—money changed hands to keep them quiet.
The old security guard realized for the first time that being a security guard could be so lucrative.
“If I’d known earlier, I’d have taken this job long ago; at least I’d have avoided decades of detours,” he thought.
The rehabilitation center’s security team was staffed entirely by retired veterans from the Martial Dao Guild’s covert division—all specially trained.
After all, the center housed retired Martial Sages of Daxia.
Any information about the Martial Sages was classified.
Especially their physical and health conditions, which required the strictest confidentiality.
As Chen Feng stepped out of the cold storage, he saw Li Kong waiting for him outside.
“Li Lao, why aren’t you asleep this late at night?” Chen Feng asked.
Li Kong chuckled, “The surveillance cameras on the walls aren’t just for show.”
Chen Feng smiled awkwardly.
He hadn’t even planned to avoid the cameras.
The last time with the raptor, he’d already been discovered.
And this time, having been gone for so long, it was no surprise he was detected again.
Still, the rehab center’s secrecy was impressive.
At least before Chen Feng voluntarily revealed the raptor’s presence, no one outside had any clue.
Li Kong asked directly, “I heard you brought back a big one this time?”
Chen Feng scratched his head, “Just happened to find a Protoceratops while wandering near the edge of Kunlun Mountain.”
Li Kong laughed heartily, not calling him out, “Well, that’s some coincidence—just picked up a few hundred million in one go.”
Chen Feng forced a dry laugh.
Back at the villa, not wanting to disturb his two disciples’ rest, Chen Feng didn’t announce his return immediately.
He simply went back to his room and switched on the light.
Chen Feng was stunned.
“Why is there someone on my bed?”
“Did I enter the wrong room?”
“No, this is definitely my room.”
He looked around at the room’s layout and belongings to confirm it was indeed his.
Then, who was the person lying on his bed?
Chen Feng walked over to the bedside.
He saw Jin Youxi lying sprawled out, wearing a blindfold, sleeping soundly.
The most notable thing was that she was drooling in her sleep.
The pillow was soaked in a big patch.
Chen Feng was speechless.
“What’s going on here?”
He stepped forward and yanked off Jin Youxi’s blindfold.
Suddenly, a blinding light flashed, instantly waking her up.
She squinted, looking around.
Her gaze immediately fixed on Chen Feng.
“Master, you’re back!”
Chen Feng felt a headache coming on.
“What are you doing here?”
Jin Youxi froze for a moment. After rolling her eyes a few times, she gave a goofy smile and said,
“I might have been sleepwalking.”
Sleepwalking?
You’re about to become a top-tier martial artist, and you’re still sleepwalking?
Jin Youxi hurriedly got up and tried to dash back to her room.
Watching his foolish disciple about to bolt out the door,
Chen Feng reminded her,
“Don’t forget to take your clothes!”
After she left, Chen Feng took a shower first.
Before going to bed, he tidied up the bed.
But when he pulled back the blanket, he couldn’t help but feel a bit speechless.
Resigned, he changed the sheets for a fresh set.
Chen Feng slept straight through until noon the next day.
When he got up, his two disciples and Grandpa Jin were having lunch.
To his surprise, Li Kong was also there eating.
By the time Chen Feng sat down at the table, his two disciples had already served him.
Li Kong, eating while cutting to the chase, asked,
“How did your haul this time?”
He still remembered last time when Chen Feng asked about learning new martial arts techniques.
He wondered if this trip to Kunlun Mountain had yielded any high-level martial arts manuals.
Chen Feng nodded.
Since everyone present was on his side, he didn’t bother hiding anything.
After all, the techniques would be passed on eventually, sooner or later they’d be out in the open.
“There are four martial arts manuals in total.”
“One of them should be a Saint-level technique.”
Grandpa Jin and Li Kong suddenly froze mid-bite.
They looked at Chen Feng in disbelief.
“Saint-level?”
“Don’t tell me you also got your hands on the Sunflower Manual!” Li Kong guessed.
Grandpa Jin didn’t care about the details.
Even if it was the Sunflower Manual, he wanted to see it.
After all, that was a legendary Saint-level technique.
He himself had never even practiced a Heavenly-level technique in his life.
Let alone a Saint-level one.
Chen Feng shook his head.
“It’s not the Sunflower Manual.”
“But it’s equally challenging.”
“To master it, you need to bring three Heavenly-level techniques to the realm of perfection.”
“Then fuse them together, and you can achieve the power of a Saint-level technique.”
This requirement shocked Li Kong and Grandpa Jin.
Although it wasn’t like the Sunflower Manual, which required self-castration for rapid advancement,
To bring three Heavenly-level techniques to the realm of perfection and then combine them —
That was no easy feat.
Not to mention three Heavenly-level techniques.
Even mastering one ordinary technique to the realm of perfection could take ten to twenty years.
Without decades of practice, it’s almost impossible to reach that level with a Heavenly technique.
Not everyone is a prodigy like Chen Feng.
Grandpa Jin understood this deeply.
His Iron Sand Palm was only an Mysterious-level technique.
Just reaching the realm of perfection took him fifty years.
Only in recent years had he brought the Iron Sand Palm to the pinnacle of mastery.
Li Kong shook his head helplessly.
He probably wouldn’t be able to manage it.
“I’m planning to expand the Chosen Martial Arts School and start recruiting disciples.”
“Then pass these martial arts techniques on.”
Chen Feng went on to share his plan to expand the martial arts school with Li Kong.
He hoped that the former president of the Martial Arts Guild could offer him some guidance.
Li Kong nodded and said, “This works out well. You can use this opportunity to strengthen your own influence.”
“That way, you’ll have a voice when dealing with the Eight Great Families.”
“Of course, establishing a foothold won’t be easy.”
“I suggest you bring someone on board as a partner.”
“Bring someone on board?”
Chen Feng asked curiously, “Do you have anyone in mind, Elder Li?”
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