259: limit

However, Chen Heng didn't care about the 'pie' they were talking about; the Righteous Path was to kill Aristocratic Families and get gold.

He had wanted to kill Aristocratic Families for a long time, but he just hadn't had the time.

Aristocratic Families could provide him with a massive number of Optimization chances, which were far more appealing than the pie Hong Feng drew.

"The Xue Family, the Xue Family of Heming City!"

With a rustle, Hong Feng took out a list of the twenty-seven Aristocratic Families of Great Liang.

Fifteen of them were marked, indicating that these were the Aristocratic Families that needed to be dealt with.

Chen Heng smiled with satisfaction; the Optimization chances dropped by killing these Aristocratic Families would be better than any other reward.

He didn't need any high-grade treasures; as long as he had Optimization chances to use, he could optimize even dung into a peerless treasure.

"Give me their addresses, and just wait for news in a month."

Chen Heng put away the list. He was still in seclusion, so he would deal with it after a month.

"I understand." Although they didn't know Chen Heng's plan, they weren't in a position to give orders.

"What are you still sitting here for?" Chen Heng asked, looking at Hong Feng and his son, who were still lingering, with some confusion.

"Huh?" Hong Feng was stunned for a moment; he was really unaccustomed to talking with Chen Heng.

"I already said I'd take care of this. Unless it's important, don't wander around Qiyang City. This place doesn't like your Aristocratic Families."

"Ah, oh, okay." Hong Feng and Hong Lie were thrown out of the courtyard by Chen Heng in a daze, standing on the street, staring at each other.

"Dad, you don't seem to have told Gang Leader Chen about the Bloodline power and strength of the other Families, have you?"

Hong Lie glanced at Hong Feng and walked forward on his own.

"Perhaps, this is just how strong people do things..." Hong Feng indicated that he didn't understand but comprehended, as they couldn't grasp the thoughts of the strong.

"Let's go quickly, my intestines are still broken."

"Alright..."

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After returning to his courtyard, Chen Heng directly dialed Qian Fa's number (not really).

"Do you know the Second Prince of Great Liang?" Chen Heng went straight to the point; he would never believe one side of the story.

"I don't have much internal information about Great Liang, but I do know a bit about this person."

Although Qian Fa didn't know why Chen Heng asked about this person, he still told Chen Heng everything he knew.

It was largely consistent with what Hong Feng had said, the only difference being that Qian Fa and Hong Feng had issues with the definition of 'Human Race'.

In Qian Fa's view, besides the Human Race in his Peach Blossom Spring who were pure-blooded, all other Human Race were corrupted by Anomalies.

The only difference was the depth of the corruption.

"So, Mr. Chen, are you planning to make a move?" Qian Fa asked excitedly.

"Not yet, let's talk about it in a few days." After saying that, Chen Heng put away the token.

For now, he still needed to focus on improving his cultivation and Qi and Blood; the matter of getting gold could wait.

Anyway, those Aristocratic Families definitely wouldn't last; it was just a matter of sooner or later.

"Bai Jun! Medicinal Pills!"

"Coming!"

... A month passed in a flash, and Chen Heng's remaining Optimization chances were all used up.

During this month, Bai Jun wasn't just refining Medicinal Pills for Chen Heng.

He also melted spirit iron into the black fiend blade and the thousand-year profound iron spear.

After absorbing the last bit of medicinal power from the tyrannical demon pill, Chen Heng opened his eyes.

He opened the System panel and frowned at his cultivation, which had stopped increasing.

Name: Chen Heng

Qi and Blood: 1254600

Cultivation: 9999 years (Xiantian Grandmaster)

Ever since his cultivation reached 9999, no matter how many tyrannical demon pills Chen Heng consumed, it had no effect.

It seemed to have reached its limit.

However, the growth of Qi and Blood didn't seem to be affected, surging as if without limit.

With the increase in cultivation, the Nine Revolutions Longevity Art also reached the eighth revolution, just a step away from its limit.

The Five Elements Five Organs Diagram also successfully broke through to Liver Wood, just a step away from Perfection.

Moreover, all current Martial Skills had reached Major Achievement and could be further optimized.

"It's time." Stepping out of the seclusion chamber, Chen Heng took a deep breath, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

The biting cold air was inhaled into his body, and Chen Heng's spirit was invigorated.

The weather was getting colder day by day; ordinary people would get frostbite if they walked outside for a short while.

Even external martial artists couldn't move for long periods in such low temperatures.

"The temperature is a bit too low." Chen Heng frowned; the current outdoor temperature was at least fifty degrees below zero.

"This is the annual cold disaster, Big Brother Chen." Bai Jun, looking energetic, walked up to Chen Heng and said.

"I know." Chen Heng nodded; he had learned about it from the original memories of this body.

Although such low temperatures occurred every year, this year was particularly severe.

"But it's really cold this year..." Bai Jun shivered, took out a fiery red Talisman, and stuck it on himself.

"I'm going out for a trip; you look after the house."

"Okay."

... No one could help him break through this limit; only Chen Heng himself could.

The Asura Bloodline flowing in his body was one direction to try, after all, the description said 'eventually becoming a Celestial Being'.

Although he didn't know if this Celestial Being was the same as the Celestial Being Realm, he had to try it anyway.

Furthermore, with so many leeks in Heming City not being harvested, Chen Heng felt a constant itch in his heart.

Traveling light, Chen Heng could be said to have embodied this phrase to the extreme.

Aside from his clothes, he carried nothing else.

A small Aristocratic Family didn't require Chen Heng to be so attentive; with his current strength, it was like going on a rampage and mowing down grass.

As for whether Qian Fa and Hong Feng lied to him, that wasn't even within the scope of consideration.

Eliminating Aristocratic Families only had benefits for him, no drawbacks, so did he still need to think about what to do?

After walking out of the city gate, Chen Heng looked at Heming City in the distance and pushed off the ground, rushing out.

As his cultivation increased, Chen Heng's physical strength and power also increased synchronously.

Compared to before his seclusion, his physical strength and power had almost tripled.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chen Heng was already standing at the city gate of Heming City.

Looking at the frozen commoners on the ground, even Chen Heng couldn't help but frown.

Lifting his foot, he walked into the city, directly ignoring the guards who tried to stop him.

These people were Mortals who knew some martial arts, not even considered true martial artists.

As for the Xue Family, it was quite easy to find.

The warmest and most magnificent mansion in the city was the Xue Family's.

The entire Xue Family was located in the center of Heming City, with a total of over six hundred people, and less than a hundred core members.

In other words, the only ones who could truly be harvested like leeks were those hundred-plus people.