Qin Dynasty: Raising troops to capture the Bad Guys and stealing Yan Ling Ji.

Han Feng casually picked up the tiger corpse as provisions for his journey and, together with You Ying, hurried to the location of the black ox that the magpie had discovered.

An hour later, they approached the border between Wei and Qi.

Han Feng and You Ying stood atop the valley, overlooking the scenery within.

This valley is shaped like a gourd, narrow on the outside and wide on the inside. Surrounded by mountains, it feels like a warm spring deep inside, free from the cold and snow of winter.

At this moment, a large black ox, over ten feet long, was living alone in the comfort zone at the bottom of the valley, leisurely chewing on the lush green grass.

Its tail sways leisurely, and its entire body is covered in jet-black cow hair, smoother and shinier than the finest silk, shimmering in the sunlight.

However, its horns are not those of ordinary black bulls; it has four long and thick horns on each side, and a short horn standing upright in the center of its forehead.

His appearance was incredibly fierce; with every movement, the powerful undulations of his subcutaneous muscles were clearly visible. 870

"Master 870, is this the target you specifically sought?" Youying asked curiously, staring at it for a moment before praising, "Such a strong physique is already approaching the ninety percent of Dianqing's realm."

"I never imagined that such a strange beast would be hidden in this secluded valley."

The Black Bull at the bottom of the valley is quite powerful, surpassing many martial arts masters.

With Youying's keen eye, he could tell at a glance how tough its black cowhide was; even a top-tier expert would likely struggle to harm it by swinging his sword with all his might.

"I never imagined that we would have crossed the border of Wei and entered the territory of Qi. Fortunately, we didn't go too far in," Han Feng sighed.

He gazed at the black bull, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. This bull, like the nine-headed serpent, was stronger than him.

He couldn't tell who was stronger.

He wouldn't dare approach alone. But with You Ying as a powerful ally, many problems were easily solved.

"Capture it alive."

Han Feng gave the order in a low voice.

Upon receiving the order, Youying gripped the nine-headed jade hook tightly in her right hand and leaped straight down into the valley.

Their target was the large black bull that was leisurely munching away.

The big black ox sensed the fluctuations in the aura above and looked up alertly, only to see a blinding light suddenly flash.

"Moo moo!"

The blinding light caused him to lose his sight instantly, and the big black bull bellowed in terror.

Immediately, a sharp pain shot through his eyes, blood splattered, and the attacker had vanished from sight.

With its eyes injured, the big black bull was immediately blinded. Frightened and enraged, it shook its head and tail, brandishing its horns and charging wildly, trying to kill the attacker.

"Hey, you big dummy, I'm here! Come and support me!"

Youying stood on the edge of the cliff, laughing and provoking, deliberately making noises to lure the big black bull.

The blind black bull, enraged, lowered its head at the sound, and charged wildly toward Youying.

As it drew near, Youying had already retreated gracefully, its five thick bull horns fiercely piercing through the rock wall and embedding themselves deeply within it.

"Crack, click, click!"

The surrounding rock walls were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, demonstrating the ferocity of the black bull's impact.

Due to the excessive force, the bull's horn got stuck and couldn't be pulled out for a while. Seeing this, Youying nodded in satisfaction.

Turn around and shout:

"Master, the ox has been captured!"

"Well done!" Han Feng made no attempt to hide his praise.

He quickly approached the big black ox, took out the Furnace of Life and Death, and took the opportunity to put it into the Yang Furnace. Then he focused his mind and tried to influence the smelting method of the Furnace of Life and Death.

"Choose a spell type related to cowhide defense."

The highly concentrated mental focus had a subtle influence on the Furnace of Life and Death.

After a while.

The flames of the Yang Furnace died down, the lid opened, and a new spell pattern was created.

Han Feng hurriedly checked the information on the smelted material.

Secret Technique: Limitless Resilience

Type: Arcane Pattern

Function: Significantly improves skin's resilience and elasticity.

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"Although it has a single function, it is practical." Han Feng looked at the "Boundless Toughness" secret technique pattern in his hand, which resembled black cowhide, and handed it to You Ying.

"This is a gift for you; continue to comprehend the principles of Yin and Yang."

Han Feng found a comfortable spot nearby, sat cross-legged, and focused intently on studying the profound mysteries of the "Limitless Resilience" technique. Meanwhile, You Ying continued exploring the secrets of the Furnace of Life and Death not far opposite him.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, like a gust of wind.

During this time, Han Feng lived in the wilderness, feeding on low-level spirit beasts and wild animals, nourishing himself with their flesh and blood. The combined effects of the Blood Burning Secret Technique and the Hao Secret Art constantly tempered the foundation of his life force.

In just thirty days, Han Feng's life force and blood energy underwent a dramatic transformation, increasing from 10% to 25%. His internal energy surged and surged with astonishing power. Even from several meters away, others could feel a scorching, oppressive aura.

Compared to a month ago, Han Feng at this moment has undergone a complete transformation, his appearance has changed dramatically. What is particularly striking is that his skin is no longer as fair and delicate as that of an eight-year-old child, nor as rough and sallow as that of an adult man, but rather has a complexion that resembles that of someone scorched by the blazing summer sun.

On his skin, there are also strange, black lines of varying thickness spreading all over his body, like mysterious tattoos that he was born with. They are everywhere, forming a sharp contrast with his skin color, like unique colors that grow naturally and are unparalleled in the world.

These patterns are actually extremely tough life marks, deeply hidden in the dermis layer of the skin, so their true form cannot be seen, only revealing strange patterns like tattoos. Paired with his long, jet-black hair that cascades down to his knees, Han Feng's image at this moment has gained a touch of wildness and demonic charm, exuding an evil allure.

"Tianze's tattoos are a gift from birth, hence the title 'Red-Eyebrowed Lord'." Han Feng examined his transformed self and nodded in satisfaction. Successfully mastering the Extreme Resilience Secret Technique made the Hundred-Refined Shield Armor even more awe-inspiring. As for the exact extent of its defensive power, even he himself could not estimate it.

"It's time to go back. After devouring so many low-level spirit beasts and wild beasts, we should leave some seeds for them to multiply and thrive." Han Feng murmured, "Sustainable development is the right path."

He turned and strode towards Daliang City. Youying followed closely behind, silently, leaving no trace in the snow, except for Han Feng's footprints, which were deeply imprinted on the snow.

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Hundreds of steps away, Yan Lingji stood on Wushuang Gui's shoulder, gazing into the distance with a look of confusion and contemplation.

How could he have undergone such a drastic change?

"In just one month, he was completely different, like heaven and earth."

For the past month, in order to find out the boy's true residence, reveal his true identity, and find out whether he is her benefactor or her enemy, Yan Lingji has always had Wushuang Gui follow her.

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However, the other party seemed to have noticed her tracking and deliberately led her and Wushuang Gui through various countries. However, the obvious changes in Han Feng negated this guess. Yan Lingji frowned and thought carefully, concluding that the other party had indeed not noticed their presence.

"If he weren't my benefactor, my elder brother..."

“When he first attacked me, he should have taken my life without hesitation, and he did so at the time, being ruthless and merciless.”

"But he didn't kill me in the end; instead, the woman saved my life."

She recalled carefully how, during the time she was controlled by the Soul-Stealing Puppet Technique, he had asked her some questions.

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Combining the questions and answers with the astonishing changes she witnessed, she gradually became convinced that he was indeed him, rather than that he killed him to steal the treasure.

"Since the body can undergo such a drastic change, the eyes could too." Yan Lingji narrowed her eyes slightly, secretly speculating, "Perhaps there are other hidden reasons that I am unaware of."

She opened her pale blue eyes again, gazing in the direction Han Feng had left, her heart filled with determination and unwavering resolve.

"If you really are my benefactor, big brother '873'..."

Even though you once said that if I saved your life, I would return the favor with a punch, and that we would be even, I would still follow you.

“The grudges between us have not yet been settled. The revenge for my father, mother, and brother was all taken by you.”

"You may not care about this at all, or you may have just acted out of self-preservation."

"But the fact remains that he saved me and avenged me."

"I still owe you three lives."

"If you are not him, then we have no choice but to fight to the death."

Yan Lingji stared intently for a moment, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

"Wushuang, let's go."

"Continue tracking, maintain the previous distance."

Although Wushuang Gui didn't understand why, he still followed Yan Lingji's words and followed the footprints on the snow.

Inside Daliang City, the wide streets have been swept clean. Despite the severe winter cold, vendors and pedestrians come and go in an endless stream, enduring hunger and cold to make a living and gritting their teeth to withstand the biting wind.

The cries of vendors in various local dialects rose and fell, never ceasing.

"The dog meat buns are still hot! Buy some!"