121: Chapter 121 Using One's Body as a Furnace

Hearing the report from Yan, the irritation and anger that had arisen due to Jiang Feng's actions in recent days were finally suppressed a little.

On that beautiful face, a cold smile of absolute control reappeared.

"Very good."

She toyed with the beast-bone wine cup in her hand, her voice filled with satisfaction: "Tell 'them' to get ready; we act in three days."

"Yes, Young Mistress."

Yan responded respectfully, then slowly retreated, silently melting into the shadows outside the stone house.

"Young Mistress, that Jiang Feng..." a trusted female warrior stepped forward hesitantly, "Why not take this opportunity to eliminate this scoundrel as well? He killed Lord Kui and openly defied the tribe's rules; leaving him alive will eventually be a disaster."

Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei merely glanced at her indifferently.

The female warrior trembled all over, quickly lowered her head, and dared not say another word.

Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei slowly stood up, walked to the entrance of the stone house, and looked toward the direction of Jiang Feng's dilapidated wooden hut, which was now only half-standing, her eyes deep and inscrutable.

"Send people to keep a close watch on him. For these three days, I do not want him to step a single inch out of those ruins and disturb my grand plan."

"As for him..."

Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei's lips curled into a cruel arc.

"Once I have dealt with my dear sister and become the sole heir of the Chilian Tribe, it won't be too late to slowly toy with this disobedient plaything."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Feng sat cross-legged in the ruins of the half-destroyed wooden hut, with the simple, lonely grave of Xiaomei right in front of him.

He could clearly feel that ever since he buried Xiaomei, there had been many more eyes watching him.

Day or night, there were at least a dozen gazes monitoring his every move without pause.

As long as he dared to leave this area, countless warriors would surround him the next moment.

Jiang Feng turned a blind eye to this.

By logic, his many actions should have prompted Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei to make a move.

But now, with only surveillance and strict guarding, there was only one possibility: she had something more important and deadlier to do.

And the only person in the entire Chilian Tribe who could make her go to such lengths was none other than her sister, Shangguan Wuqing.

Jiang Feng sneered inwardly.

This actually bought him some time.

Just then, the items sent by Shangguan Wuqing arrived.

A maid walked up respectfully, handed a beast-skin parcel to Jiang Feng, and spoke concisely.

"The items requested by you, my Lord, have arrived."

Jiang Feng untied the parcel.

Ten stalks of soul-extinguishing grass, pitch-black and exuding an ominous aura, and ten red fire crystals the size of pigeon eggs, shimmering with a scorching heat.

Nothing was missing, and judging by their age and quality, they were all High Grade.

Jiang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank your mistress for me."

Jiang Feng said as he put the items away.

As the maid turned to leave, he suddenly leaned in and whispered a sentence into her ear in a very low voice.

The maid paused slightly, but said nothing, then walked away quickly without looking back.

However, she had not walked even a hundred meters.

"Assassins!"

A piercing scream suddenly shattered the tranquility of the tribe!

Immediately after, more than a dozen female warriors of the Chilian Tribe who had long been lying in ambush rushed out from all directions, instantly surrounding the maid!

Pfft!

Slash!

Without a word, cold blades mercilessly pierced into her body.

The maid didn't even have time to react before she widened her eyes and collapsed into a pool of blood.

Fresh blood quickly stained the ground beneath her feet.

Soon, the people of Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei carried the still-warm corpse and paraded it, as if showing off, past the area a hundred meters in front of Jiang Feng's wooden hut.

The warning and murderous intent in their eyes were undisguised.

Jiang Feng watched this scene, the smile on his face slowly fading, eventually replaced by indifference.

What a Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei.

Truly ruthless and vicious.

He looked down at the parcel in his hand, his lips curling into an arc.

"Shangguan Wuqing, I have already warned you of the danger; I just don't know if you can see it clearly."

Jiang Feng glanced in the direction of Shangguan Wuqing and turned to walk into the wooden hut.

At the same time, this action also signaled that the cooperation between Jiang Feng and Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei had been completely shattered.

Returning to the half-destroyed wooden hut, Jiang Feng poured out everything from the parcel.

According to the Purple-skirted Woman, the cultivation of the second level of the Small Golden Body Art required medicinal liquid brewed from iron-wire grass, supplemented with red fire crystals, and applied through a medicinal bath to fuse the power of the Golden Body into the bone marrow, thus refining the muscles and bones to take the Physical Body to the next level.

But now, time was too tight.

The medicinal bath method would take several months, and Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei could make a move on him at any time.

The only way to survive was to reach Minor Achievement in the Small Golden Body Art before she made her move!

"A medicinal bath is too slow."

Jiang Feng muttered to himself, a hint of crazy laughter rising in his eyes.

"Since I cannot wait, I can only use the fastest method."

He picked up a stalk of the pitch-black soul-extinguishing grass.

This item was considered highly poisonous in the Yunmeng Marsh; ordinary people would die upon contact, and even warriors with strong Physical Bodies would dissolve into a pool of pus in extreme agony if they accidentally ingested it.

He picked up another red fire crystal.

The violent fire-attribute energy contained within it was enough to melt steel instantly.

One was extremely yin and poisonous, the other extremely gang and yang.

If the Purple-skirted Woman knew of Jiang Feng's upcoming plan, she would likely wake up from her slumber and jump up to call him a lunatic.

Because Jiang Feng was planning to swallow these two things raw!

Using his own water-fire symbiotic Physique as a furnace, and the Small Golden Body Art as a hammer, he would forcibly forge these two diametrically opposed powers into his own muscles and bones!

This was a high-stakes gamble.

If he won the gamble, his strength would skyrocket, and the world would open up before him.

If he lost, he would explode and die on the spot, his Divine Soul completely extinguished.

"Wealth is sought in danger."

Jiang Feng hesitated no longer, grabbed the stalk of soul-extinguishing grass, and stuffed it into his mouth without even looking!

A foul stench and coldness exploded in his mouth, as if he had bitten into a lump of sludge that had been rotting for a thousand years.

He didn't even frown, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed it down.

Immediately after, he picked up the red fire crystal and tossed it into his mouth like a candy bean.

With a "crack," he forcibly crushed it with his teeth!

Gulp!

The shattered crystal, mixed with saliva, slid down into his stomach.

The moment both items entered his stomach, Jiang Feng's face suddenly turned bright red, and then immediately turned a deathly pale blue!

Boom!!!

His stomach exploded!

The poisonous power of the soul-extinguishing grass turned into thousands of black needles, crazily stabbing into his internal organs; each needle was seeping blood out and pumping poison in.

At the same time, the energy of the red fire crystal was like a crazed fire beast, rampaging through his Meridians; his blood vessels bulged until they were almost transparent, and the surface of his skin visibly turned scarlet!

The two forces, one cold and one hot, collided violently within his body.

Then, they exploded with a roar!