Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

Seeing Cheng Tingxue's sullen expression, Chen Feng felt a stirring in his heart, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he obediently put down his cup.

Seeing this, Cheng Tingxue nodded in satisfaction.

Since most of the attendees were drinking, and apart from Cheng Li, few were martial arts practitioners, most were somewhat tipsy and didn't notice the intimate actions of the two.

Apart from……

Ding Mo.

The scholar named Ding Mo sat next to the two men, and he could see their every move clearly.

Ding Mo's eyes were bloodshot.

"Chen...Feng...!!"

A low growl of jealousy echoed in his throat, and Ding Mo felt a sharp pain in his heart.

This was the worst drinking session he had ever had.

This is a long story, so let's keep it short—Ding Mo had admired Cheng Tingxue for some time.

When Cheng Tingxue married into the Xu family, he was almost heartbroken. However, at that time, he had failed the imperial examination and was preparing to take the provincial examination again. He did not dare to tell his teacher about his feelings for Cheng Tingxue.

So he kept his feelings hidden.

Even after Cheng Tingxue got married, this feeling never changed.

After passing the imperial examination and returning to the city, he learned that Cheng Tingxue had returned home after her husband's death. He was overjoyed and regarded this as an opportunity given to him by God.

If Cheng Tingxue wanted to remarry, he would immediately visit the Cheng and Xu families to discuss it, believing that with his status as a scholar, he would surely win the heart of the beauty.

These past few days, Ding Mo has been staying at the Cheng family home, secretly observing Cheng Tingxue from a corner.

Cheng Tingxue has a perfect face and a voluptuous, graceful figure with a perfect balance of bone and flesh.

Her breasts were full and firm, her waist and abdomen were soft and boneless, and her hips and waist had smooth and rounded lines. She swayed gently with each step, exuding a graceful charm.

Looking at her smile, her sorrow, her back view, her profile, he found her breathtakingly beautiful from every angle.

But unexpectedly...

did not expect……

"Chen Feng of the Groove!!!"

Ding Mo gripped the wine bowl tightly, gritting his teeth as if he wanted to chew them up and swallow them whole.

He was all too familiar with the way Cheng Tingxue looked at Chen Feng; it was exactly the same way he looked at Cheng Tingxue!

Why...

Why?!

What exactly happened? What did Chen Feng do to win Tingxue's heart?

Ding Mo buried his pain and grievances deep in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm a scholar who passed the imperial examination, while he's just a martial artist, not even a martial arts master. I still have a chance; I have the advantage!"

"He only happened to help Tingxue; their relationship wasn't that good."

"Tingxue only wanted to repay a debt of gratitude; she had no other intentions. That must be it."

"We need to find a way to outdo Chen Feng. I've already lost once; I can't afford to lose a second time!"

Ding Mo roared inwardly.

Alcohol gradually numbed his mind, and his emotions gradually turned into hatred, anger, and resentment.

Ding Mo wanted to keep getting Chen Feng drunk, but seeing Cheng Tingxue stop him and show concern for Chen Feng only made him feel worse.

In case of a fit of anger, the effects of alcohol might kick in.

He can't beat Chen Feng either...

Thinking of this, Ding Mo felt extremely depressed and drank several cups of wine alone, trying to drown his sorrows.

Let's turn our attention back to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's brows were furrowed, for he had just seen a piece of news that left him utterly perplexed—

[Stealing someone else's beloved...]

[Experience +500]

[Experience]: 2995

The sudden influx of experience left Chen Feng bewildered. He had only had a few drinks; how could he have stolen someone else's love?

And five hundred is too much, isn't it?

Could this wine be someone's dowry? A treasure buried for decades? It doesn't taste like it.

Unable to figure it out, Chen Feng stopped thinking about it. Thinking too much would only waste brain cells and it was better to be more vigilant.

Chen Feng put down his chopsticks and occasionally chimed in with the others, maintaining the atmosphere at the table.

From essays on the imperial examinations and current affairs to gossip and local legends, the people at the table were not bookworms who only cared about their studies. Their conversation was surprisingly harmonious, which Chen Feng found very rewarding.

Chen Feng was very eager to learn. He would learn whatever others said, because he was never satisfied with his knowledge and his experience.

Chen Feng learned from the crowd that martial arts is a form of cultivation, as is studying and becoming an official.

As long as a local official is recognized by the Great Liang and possesses the official seal of the Great Liang, he will be blessed with the fortune of the nation!

This was the first time Chen Feng had heard this news, and he was also most interested in this kind of thing. Since his transmigration, he had never left Jiangzhou, and the farthest he had ever been from Pingcheng was Nanxun Town.

Because they spend all day practicing martial arts at the gym, they are indeed somewhat isolated from the news.

"What does it mean to be blessed with the nation's fortune?" Chen Feng asked humbly, his attitude modest.

Everyone was pleased with Chen Feng's humble attitude; who doesn't like to feel superior? So they began to chat.

They answered whatever Chen Feng asked, eager to show off their extensive knowledge.

"The fate of the nation is truly wondrous and infinitely useful. If one were to become a county magistrate, one would be responsible for the well-being of the entire county."

"First, it can protect people from illness and disaster; second, it can open the path of Confucian and Taoist cultivation."

"Confucianism and Taoism?"

"Since you cultivate martial arts, what's so surprising about Confucianism and Taoism? You hone your physical bodies, while we cultivate our character."

"However, one must be at least at the sixth rank to be able to discern the intricacies; those below the sixth rank are no different from ordinary people."

"Brother Yanwen has already passed the imperial examination. If he becomes a sixth-rank official, that would be equivalent to the Qi Condensation Realm in your martial arts path. It would be like ascending to heaven in one step."

"There's absolutely no need for your martial arts to go through all that trouble. In a real contest, you might even be superior..."

The group was quite pleased with themselves, and their words revealed their pride in Confucianism and Taoism.

Ding Mo, in particular, was very active at this time, but his words subtly implied a desire to belittle martial arts and elevate his own status.

But Chen Feng didn't care at all; on the contrary, he listened with great interest because—

[Experience +50]

[Experience +50]

【…】

The pleasant ringing of the system echoed in Chen Feng's ears, making him feel comfortable.

I wish they could talk more about this kind of practical stuff.

As for the subtle hostility in Ding Mo's eyes, Chen Feng noticed it and paid a little attention to it.

Today was the first time he had met Ding Mo, and he didn't know where this hostility came from.

However, after observing for a while, Chen Feng noticed that Ding Mo had actually contributed the most experience, which made him look rather strange.

This Brother Ding seems to enjoy making sarcastic and sarcastic remarks in a subtle way.

Could it be that he simply dislikes martial artists?

Chen Feng was puzzled.

In fact, Chen Feng came here this time.

It was purely because of Cheng Tingxue. In his heart, Cheng Tingxue could already be considered a good friend, and the two were even sworn brothers.

The fact that he was able to gain knowledge of other cultivation paths was an unexpected bonus, knowledge that his master, Zhou Bingzhong, could not teach him.

"The sixth rank is a watershed moment... and the same is true in martial arts. Only those at the Qi Condensation stage are qualified to open a martial arts school and teach."

Chen Feng lowered his head in thought. He guessed that his second senior brother, Yao Xingzhi, was at the Qi Condensation Realm, but he had never seen his second senior brother use his full strength.

From his other senior brothers, Chen Feng learned that his second senior brother was very strong, so strong that he was restricted from participating in various competitions.

But Chen Feng had never witnessed exactly how powerful it was, and thought to himself, "I'll go back and have a chat with my second senior brother about it..."

Just then.

Chen Feng glanced up and saw Cheng Yuan leading a young girl towards them, and his heart immediately tightened—

Are you going to start playing matchmaker again?