176: To meet the man head-on

Feng Ming immediately sat cross-legged, his Divine Sense entering the thunder tablet once again.

For a full half-month, Feng Ming went nowhere, spending all his time comprehending the thunder tablet and condensing the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder.

However, the results were less than satisfactory.

Although the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder had gone from non-existence to existence.

That "existence" was pitifully small.

Looking at the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder in his Dantian, which was not even as thick as a strand of hair, Feng Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This was definitely the most pathetic Divine Thunder he had ever seen.

It was so small that if he didn't say anything, others would definitely not be able to recognize it.

Moreover, this was his first time in Secluded Meditation. He thought he could continuously Cultivate and condense it, but something frustrating happened.

The amount of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder he could condense each day was actually fixed.

Once he reached that limit, no more would be condensed.

This resulted in him being unable to do anything else after reaching his goal for the day, except for Cultivating his own strength.

But Cultivating on his own, his improvement speed was quite limited, far inferior to Dual Cultivation.

To Feng Ming, it felt like he had wasted half of those fifteen days.

His strength had only increased to the third level of the Golden Core Realm.

After all, this improvement was achieved with the full bonus effects of the Inverting Dragon and Phoenix Art.

So, to him, it really wasn't fast.

On this day, Feng Ming woke up from his seclusion again, and Feng Da had already arrived at the thunder tablet.

"Young Master, the Eldest Young Master's Physique transformation is complete. He will be here in a moment to comprehend the thunder tablet."

Feng Ming nodded. "Alright, I'll act as his Protector in a bit."

With plans for later, Feng Ming naturally had to speed up and complete today's accumulation of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder.

By the time he opened his eyes again...

Feng Mian had already started his comprehension nearby.

Quite a few people were standing around.

Jiang Shuwan, Lu Qianqian, and Feng Da were all waiting there.

"How long has it been?"

Feng Ming stood up and asked.

Jiang Shuwan said, "It's been a while. Everything is going smoothly so far. Did you have a Breakthrough?"

Feng Ming nodded and said awkwardly, "I only broke through one Realm. It's too slow."

Jiang Shuwan's lips twitched. She knew Feng Ming was telling the truth, but the truth was truly heart-stabbing.

Breaking through a Realm after only half a month of seclusion and still complaining it's slow? How are those who can't break through for months or years supposed to live?

Feng Ming looked at Shuwan, his eyes filled with a different emotion. "Shuwan, I don't plan on staying in Death-seclusion anymore. I've decided to go back and accompany you every afternoon, and we'll practice Dual Cultivation at night."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuwan's face instantly turned shy, but she still nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Lu Qianqian was full of confusion. "What are you talking about? Why is Sister Shuwan's face so red?"

This Feng Ming, showing his true colors as soon as he's out of seclusion. He must be thinking of something filthy again. What a big lecher.

Feng Ming didn't know Lu Qianqian's thoughts, and of course, he wouldn't care even if he did.

Men will be men.

It's normal.

It's been half a month. What's wrong with wanting to 'eat meat'?

If Lu Qianqian weren't his wife yet, he would definitely have 'eaten' her too.

Just then, there was movement from Feng Mian's side. His entire body began to tremble violently.

A layer of lightning arcs actually surfaced on his body.

The white lightning arcs jumped across him, and he looked as if he were being electrocuted, trembling incessantly.

"Husband, Big Brother, he..."

Feng Ming waved his hand. "It's fine. Let me take a look first."

At this moment, everyone's gaze was gathered on Feng Mian.

Feng Mian's condition grew more severe; not only was he trembling all over, but his face was also pale.

Seeing that his condition was somewhat bad, Feng Ming began to take it seriously.

"Protect me while I go see what's wrong with him."

With that, Feng Ming rushed forward and placed his palm on Feng Mian's shoulder, immediately feeling an incomparably overbearing suction that pulled him into the thunder tablet.

As soon as he entered, Feng Ming saw that the space he appeared in was filled with rolling thunder and lightning.

Amidst the lightning, there was actually someone running.

The lightning seemed to be chasing and striking him, giving him no chance to escape.

And the person fleeing for his life was clearly his elder brother, Feng Mian.

At this time, the other party also saw Feng Ming and was somewhat surprised. "Aren't you in seclusion? Why are you here?"

Feng Ming was speechless. "I was worried about you."

Feng Mian waved his hand. "I'm fine. Moreover, I feel like my speed is getting faster and faster. I thought I had no fate with this thunder tablet and couldn't comprehend anything, but it turns out it was holding back to give me something big."

"How about it? Isn't it cool? How about calling it 'Thunderous Momentum'?"

Feng Mian looked excited.

In fact, Feng Ming was also a bit surprised. He had almost no hope for his brother's comprehension of the thunder tablet.

He really hadn't expected his brother to have such an Opportunity.

Just by the racing thunder left behind as he galloped, one could tell.

This time, he likely obtained a movement-type Cultivation Technique.

"It's good that you're okay, Big Brother. But remember, once you're out, don't tell anyone. It won't be good if you're targeted."

Feng Mian nodded. He wasn't stupid; he wouldn't foolishly run out and talk about it.

Feng Ming only left once he was sure he was okay.

Outside the thunder tablet, Feng Ming moved his palm away from Feng Mian.

Everyone hurriedly inquired.

Feng Ming waved his hand. "Don't worry, he's fine. He got a great Opportunity. You guys better be careful from now on, or he might snatch away your spots."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the lightning arcs on Feng Mian's body gradually diminished, and he woke up a moment later.

The whole process was incredibly peaceful.

After Feng Mian left, Feng Ming and Jiang Shuwan returned to their bedroom.

Having been apart for half a month, the couple shared a silent understanding. After dinner, they returned to their room and blew out the candles.

A night of spring breeze.

As the sky began to brighten, Jiang Shuwan lay on Feng Ming's chest and asked in a raspy voice, "Will you go back to seclusion after dawn?"

"Will it be another half-month this time?"

Feng Ming smiled and shook his head. "I still have to go, but I'll come back to accompany you every night."

Jiang Shuwan was taken aback. "Wouldn't that delay your Cultivation?"

Jiang Shuwan was very worried. Now that the Sect Competition was drawing closer, she was afraid of delaying Feng Ming.

Feng Ming smiled and kissed Jiang Shuwan's face. "I'm coming back to be with you to prepare for the Sect Competition too. This time, not only do I need to enter the top ten, but you do as well."

After speaking, Feng Ming flicked Jiang Shuwan's nose and flipped over, pinning her beneath him.

Jiang Shuwan was startled and quickly begged for mercy.

"Don't, I can't take any more. Aren't you tired?"

Feng Ming chuckled. "How can you say Cultivating is tiring? Especially for female Cultivators, you should 'face the man head-on'."

"I'm more than willing to contribute to your Cultivation. What does this bit of sacrifice matter?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shuwan's face turned shy, and with Feng Ming's wandering hands, she was already panting.

She had no idea how to respond.

In the end, all Feng Ming heard were intermittent monosyllables.