Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

After fifty repetitions of the Xuan Ying Zhuang exercise, another hour had passed.

The sun was fully visible in the sky.

Thousands of rays of light pierced through the gray clouds and spilled onto the training ground.

Lu Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

The bloodshot in his eyes faded, and clarity returned.

A hot breath escaped from his mouth and nose.

In this still chilly early spring, the sunlight shines directly for a foot before dissipating.

Only then did Lu Cheng fully digest the medicinal effects and stabilize his body's strength and blood circulation.

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"Hmph, they're really courting death."

In the backyard of Changfeng Escort Agency, inside Feng Zhan's room.

Looking at Lu Cheng's slightly pale face, Feng Zhan was furious.

"Nonsense, this is absolutely ridiculous."

"That's two doses of blood-activating powder! A slight mistake could result in your body exploding and you dying!"

Under the influence of two doses of the Blood-Activating Powder, Lu Chengxuan's proficiency in Eagle Stance surged by forty points.

It reached fifty-eight in one fell swoop.

Even during the initial stages of learning stance training, there was no such exaggerated progress.

This pace looks alarming.

But after thinking about it carefully, Lu Cheng realized that it wasn't actually worth it.

Although it took about the same amount of time to digest the effects of the two doses of medicine.

However, the subsequent warming and nourishing process took another hour and a half.

In the same amount of time, it only takes ten more points of practice than taking a blood-activating powder.

However, the risks involved increase exponentially.

Even though Lu Cheng had experienced it once, he still felt a bit scared.

Unless he needs to break through to a higher realm, Lu Cheng doesn't plan to take such risks again.

Even if the pace slows down a bit, eight more days would be enough for him to reach mastery of stance training and enter the mid-stage of internal strength cultivation.

"Don't worry, Third Chief, Lu Cheng won't be so reckless again."

Hearing Lu Cheng say this, Feng Zhan's mood also eased.

He sighed, picked up the teacup, and said while stirring the tea foam:

"I've already said it. At your previous pace, you should be able to stabilize your initial stage of Qi Refining in three months."

"With the Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle, survival shouldn't be a problem, so why rush to risk your life?"

Lu Cheng remained silent for a moment.

If it's just about surviving the competition three months from now.

That is indeed as Feng Zhan said; gradual cultivation is sufficient.

But Lu Cheng cannot be so lax in what he needs to do.

This is a world where martial arts reign supreme.

Individual force overrides all superficial rules.

In case someone finally can't take it anymore and wants to flip the table.

With his current strength at the mid-stage of the Qi Refining realm, he doesn't even have the right to utter a single word.

But this matter cannot be revealed to Feng Zhan.

However, there is another thing I can say to Feng Zhan:

"I killed Zhang Rensheng's son."

"Clang." Feng Zhangang was about to serve the tea when he heard this and his hand froze.

The tea lid and teacup fell off together, spilling tea all over them.

Feng Zhan jumped up abruptly, not bothering to wipe himself, and pointed at Lu Cheng for a long time, but in the end he didn't know what to say.

"What exactly happened? Does anyone else know?"

Feng Qi's voice came from outside the door.

Turning my head, I saw Feng Qi and Feng Ji walk in one after the other.

Lu Cheng immediately bowed and said:

"The chief镖头 (head镖师) and the second镖头 (head镖师)."

The two walked past Lu Cheng and sat down directly.

Feng Qi remained silent.

Feng Ji smiled at Lu Cheng:

"Good lad, you're quite the troublemaker."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng scratched his head sheepishly.

"This time it really wasn't my disciple who caused trouble, but Zhang Yuchuan who attacked me in the middle of the night..."

At that moment, Lu Cheng recounted how Zhang Yuchuan had been entrusted by Yang Biao, the leader of the Fish Gang, to go find the leader, only to find the place deserted.

He simply omitted the fact that the seventeen families were worried about the elixir, and that he later went to Old Pi to discuss the plan.

After listening to Lu Cheng's story, Feng Zhan shook his head:

"Even if Zhang Rensheng doesn't know yet that you killed Zhang Yuchuan, this matter can't be kept secret any longer."

"We can't always stay by your side and guard against him."

"There's only one way left now."

Lu Cheng hadn't expected to keep it a secret for long.

The main reason for returning to the security escort agency this time was to arrange the follow-up plans so that others could cooperate with him.

But hearing that Feng Zhan actually had a solution, they couldn't help but become curious.

Feng Zhan gave a smug, cold laugh and said:

"The competition hasn't even started yet, so those three spots are still in our hands."

"Go directly to the Dongyang Sect. If Zhang Rensheng has the guts, he can go to the Dongyang Sect and demand the person back."

"Although you have a deficiency in your original vital energy, that will only have an impact when you reach the Qi Refining Realm."

"Given your current condition, you will definitely be able to cultivate to the Body Refinement Realm within three years."

"With the Dongyang Sect's techniques and martial arts, even if all four old men from the Four Symbols Martial Arts School were combined, they wouldn't be a match for you."

Lu Cheng was surprised that Feng Zhan would come up with such an idea.

Feng Qi shook his head:

"That's not appropriate. Since we've already agreed to offer the spots as a prize, how can we go back on our word?"

"Besides, those seventeen families alone are not so scary. The key is that Shen Yi won't give up."

Feng Ji, however, agreed with Feng Zhan's idea:

"Hey, senior brother, that's not right. Whether it's Shen Yi or those seventeen families, is any of them trustworthy or righteous?"

"Seventeen families are afraid that my Changfeng Escort Agency will surpass them, and they have been trying to make things difficult for us in the past year."

"Shen Yi is even more ambitious. He needs our forces to restrain the four families of Tianquan Temple, but he also fears that these three spots will eventually turn the four families into five."

"That's why they forced us to compete."

"In that case, we'll only take one of the three spots, and give the other two to him."

"With the huge prize money from the seventeen families, it's enough for the Zhenwu Battalion to continue suppressing Yangcheng."

"Besides, does Shen Yi really dare to attack our Changfeng Escort Agency?"

"If we can't win, running away is still an option."

"If Yangcheng produces three bandits at the Body Refinement Realm, he can accumulate merits for a lifetime and still not get the Qi Condensation Pill."

After listening to Feng Ji's analysis, Feng Qi was momentarily tempted.

However, in Lu Cheng's view, Feng Zhan's idea was feasible, but it was not worth considering at all.

Zhang Rensheng's threat was nothing; what Lu Cheng cared about was time and resources.

Three years is too long.

In three years, Du Ruo had already reached the Qi Refining Realm.

Moreover, going to the Dongyang Sect and hoping to obtain such a massive amount of resources is practically a pipe dream.

Whether Lu Cheng can cultivate his Qi for three years depends entirely on whether his plan can be successfully implemented.

Therefore, Lu Cheng refused without even thinking.

"Three chief镖师, please hear what your disciple has to say."

Lu Cheng bowed to the three of them and said earnestly:

"The three镖头 (bodyguards/escorts) have always been considerate of their disciple; the disciple has no way to repay them."

"But it would be really inappropriate to put the escort agency and the three escort leaders in trouble just for the sake of one disciple."

"I already have a solution for Zhang Rensheng."

Before Feng Zhan could ask a question, Lu Cheng said:

"I have decided that I will stay in the Black Market for the next three months and devote myself to cultivation."

"With my talent, I will definitely be able to break through to the late stage of the Refinement Realm in three months. With the Seven Strikes of the Mysterious Eagle, I might just be able to take back the three spots."

"At that time, we will go to the Dongyang Sect openly and honestly."

"A mere thousand-mile journey, surely the three head镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) can't protect their disciples?"

"If Zhang Rensheng has the guts, he can go to the Dongyang Sect to demand the person back then."

These were originally Feng Zhan's words, but Lu Cheng repeated them verbatim.

Seeing that Feng Zhan was about to refuse, Lu Cheng quickly said:

"It's only about three months. The three head镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) are giving their disciples a chance. If it really doesn't work out, it's not too late to go to the Dongyang Sect."

Feng Zhan looked at Feng Qi.

Feng Qi nodded, and then added:

"Besides reaching the late stage of Refining Strength, one must also achieve at least a minor mastery of the Seven Strikes of the Mysterious Eagle; otherwise, one is certainly no match for the three centurions of the Zhenwu Camp."

Lu Cheng readily agreed and bowed to the three of them once more.

"Thank you, three镖头 (bodyguards/escorts)."

After getting up, he grinned at Feng Zhan and said:

"Besides that, there's one more thing I need to trouble you with, Third Chief Escort."

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