138: Chapter 139 Lesser Golden Body Technique, Great Success

"Bring a basin, to hold blood!"

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Heavenly God... what does this mean?

Granny Gu was the first to react, her wrinkled old face instantly flushing red—not from anger, but from excitement!

She keenly sensed that this blood was not Jiang Feng's!

"Quick! Go get a basin! No, get a bucket! Bring everything in your homes that can hold water!"

Granny Gu's voice trembled, her cane thumping against the ground as she urged the tribespeople who were still standing there foolishly.

"Ah? Oh, oh!"

"Quick, quick, quick!"

The crowd awoke as if from a dream and scattered. Before long, a dozen tribespeople ran back carrying various wooden basins, stone basins, and pottery jars, placing them one by one in front of Jiang Feng.

Little Queen Jin Xi's little face turned pale.

She didn't understand, but she could feel the thick, inseparable stench of blood on Jiang Feng, and it seemed as if a Vicious Beast was roaring within the blood aura.

Jiang Feng ignored the crowd.

He walked to the largest wooden basin, first took off the water-avoiding bead hanging at his waist, and tilted it gently.

Splash!

A stream of viscous, dark red blood poured out from that absolute space, instantly filling half the wooden basin.

Then, without a word, he began to take off the heavy hemp clothes on his upper body in front of everyone.

"Hiss..."

He wrung out the hemp clothes, streams of bloody water flowing down from the corners of the fabric, quickly filling a whole large basin.

After doing all this, Jiang Feng tossed the hemp clothes, which were now unrecognizable in their original color, to the side.

Only then did all the tribespeople of the Black Turtle Tribe notice.

Jiang Feng was shirtless, his bronze-colored muscles well-defined.

Although his body was stained with specks of blood, let alone wounds, not even a single white scratch could be seen!

He hadn't been injured at all!

Then this large basin of blood...

Everyone's eyes were locked tightly onto the basin of blood, which radiated a fishy stench and strange energy.

A thought exploded in everyone's mind.

This is not the Heavenly God's blood!

This is... the blood of that great demon!

The Heavenly God went into the sea, not only returning unscathed but also bringing back the blood of the Vicious Beast that had plagued the tribe for a century!

"Heavenly God!"

Granny Gu could no longer control herself; her knees went weak, and she fell heavily to the ground, her forehead pressing firmly against the cold sand.

"Heavenly God!"

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Little Queen Jin Xi also knelt down, followed by all the Black Turtle Tribe members crowding the shore.

They prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowing to Jiang Feng in the most primitive and devout way, uttering cries that were unintelligible but full of awe and fanaticism.

"Alright, everyone get up."

Jiang Feng frowned, unable to work up any interest in this kind of scene.

He pointed to two strong men: "You two, carry this basin of stuff to my stone house. Be careful, don't spill it."

He then looked at Little Queen Jin Xi: "Little Queen, prepare some food for me—meat, the more the better."

After giving his instructions, he announced to everyone:

"Everyone disperse. Three days from now, I will completely deal with that beast."

Having said that, he ignored the crowd and walked straight toward his stone house.

...

Jiang Feng closed the door, looking at the large basin of steaming beast blood in the center of the room, a smile of successful scheming appearing on his face.

A one-hit kill?

He had never thought of that at all.

That Iron-Armored Golden Turtle was ridiculously hard; even with Yangguan Three-Fold, Jiang Feng had no confidence in slaughtering it.

The real purpose of his trip was to get blood!

To reach Major Achievement in the Small Golden Body Art, he needed the essence blood of the Iron-Armored Golden Turtle to temper his Physical Body.

Once the Small Golden Body Art reached Major Achievement, combined with Yangguan Three-Fold, Jiang Feng would have full confidence in killing that beast.

As for those heavy hemp clothes, they were the blood-absorbing tools he had specially prepared.

"What on earth is in this guy's head?"

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Purple-skirted Woman murmured to herself, her tone mixed with helplessness and surprise, and even a trace of admiration she hadn't noticed herself.

This man's way of doing things was rogue-like, ridiculous, and completely unconventional, yet the results were astonishing.

After getting out, perhaps he could be brought back to Qingyun...

As soon as this thought arose, the Purple-skirted Woman shook her head violently, then began to gnash her teeth at Jiang Feng.

Bastard! This shameless bastard! He had just extorted the water-avoiding bead and Yangguan Three-Fold from her, and yet she was thinking of taking him into her sect?

She must be crazy!

"You, you, you... what are you doing!"

Before she could finish muttering, she saw a scene she would never forget in her life, shock and shame surging into her heart simultaneously.

She saw Jiang Feng in the outside world stripping himself naked in a few swift moves, even narcissistically flexing his arms in front of a bronze mirror.

Upon hearing the Purple-skirted Woman's voice, he unhurriedly jumped into the wooden basin filled with beast blood with a splash.

The viscous, warm blood instantly submerged his chest.

"Practicing, don't look at what you shouldn't!"

Jiang Feng closed his eyes, his lazy voice echoing in the Sea of Consciousness.

"Watch out for getting styes if you look at my perfect body."

"You... shameless! Lecher!"

The Purple-skirted Woman was usually used to being unrestrained, but she had never been offended so directly to her face. Even True Lord Ziyang, who had always admired her, dared not act in the slightest bit improper in front of her.

She was so angry that her phantom flickered, and in the end, she could only indignantly seal off her five senses and six consciousnesses, choosing not to see anything.

Jiang Feng grinned, ignored her, and completely immersed his mind.

He began to circulate the Small Golden Body Art.

The excruciating pain he had imagined did not come.

The essence blood of the Iron-Armored Golden Turtle was incomparably domineering, but at this moment, it had transformed into the gentlest warm current, with wisps of energy penetrating through all his pores, continuously seeping into his muscles, bones, and Meridians.

There was no burning, no tearing; instead, it was exceptionally comfortable.

The only trouble was that there was a trace of the Iron-Armored Golden Turtle's cruel Divine Sense remaining in the essence blood, which was continuously impacting his Soul.

"Roar!"

An illusory golden giant turtle roared in his Sea of Consciousness, opening its big mouth as if to devour his Divine Soul.

However, this bit of mental impact was like a tickle to Jiang Feng, who had experienced the burning of the ancient Phoenix's remnant Soul thousands of times.

He couldn't even be bothered to resist.

He let the golden giant turtle crash into him again and again; his Divine Soul remained as stable as Mount Tai, and instead, under this impact, it was tempered to become increasingly resilient and solid.

Time passed little by little.

The blood energy in the basin was swallowed by him like a whale, its color fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the faint golden light under his skin was constantly brightening, changing from hazy to clear, and from clear to brilliant.

He could clearly feel every inch of his flesh and blood undergoing a earth-shaking transformation.

His strength was surging at a terrifying speed!

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Hum!

The sound of the Dao hummed within his body!

Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, two foot-long golden divine lights shooting out from his pupils, piercing through the stone house and straight into the clouds.

The layer of golden light on his body suddenly retracted.

His skin took on a jade-like luster, containing an inner radiance.

Small Golden Body Art, Major Achievement!

Jiang Feng slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist.

He could feel a terrifying power surging through his limbs and bones, capable of crushing mountains and rivers.

Now, a casual punch was comparable to the second layer of the previous Yangguan Three-Fold.

"It was actually... this easy?"

Even he was a bit surprised.

Jiang Feng stood up; the blood in the basin had completely turned into clear water.

He put on his clothes, walked to the door of the stone house, and pulled the stone door open.

Outside the door, Little Queen Jin Xi and Granny Gu, along with a few tribespeople, were anxiously waiting with roasted meat.

Seeing Jiang Feng come out, Little Queen Jin Xi hurriedly spoke: "Heavenly God, you..."

However, what they saw was no longer the Jiang Feng from before.

But a true Heavenly God, Jiang Feng.