Chapter 30 Kill, Lion Blood Tempering

"Boss! Boss is dead!"

Seeing the leader's corpse, the rest of the Slayers finally reacted, crying out in alarm one after another.

This Quasi-Martial Artist before them was the hidden expert!

To actually kill a Third-Tier Martial Artist leader in one hit—even if it was a sneak attack, his strength was at least comparable to a Third-Tier Martial Artist.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, the remaining four Second-Tier Martial Artists were extremely wary of Chu Han. They looked at each other, none of them making a further move.

Chu Han's blow just now had served as an excellent deterrent.

Had that leader not lost his mind to greed and focused only on Zhao Feiyu, Chu Han wouldn't have succeeded so easily with a sneak attack using Explosive Fist.

Now, with the only Third-Tier Martial Artist dead, the remaining four Second-Tier Martial Artists could no longer pose a threat to Chu Han.

"The person who's going to kill you."

Chu Han replied indifferently, no longer concealing his killing intent.

The four of them were instantly struck with terror and hurriedly shouted, "We are members of the Night Owl Squad, and our people are nearby! If you kill us, our captain won't let you off—he's a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist!"

"Noisy."

Chu Han's heart stirred slightly, but he wasn't influenced by their threats in the least.

The blood shadow battle saber in his hand quickly Soul Emergence, and his entire body turned into an afterimage as he charged forward; in the flash of blade light, the four Second-Tier Slayers all became Souls under Chu Han's blade.

"It's settled just like that?"

On the other side, Zhao Feiyu, who had watched the whole thing, had his understanding refreshed once again.

This was the first time he had seen Chu Han fight high-tier Martial Artists. Although he had expected the outcome, he hadn't thought it would be so effortless.

Setting aside the Third-Tier Martial Artist who was ambushed, if these four Second-Tier Martial Artists cooperated, they wouldn't be weaker than a Third-Tier Martial Artist. Yet, they didn't even have a chance to resist in Chu Han's hands.

Furthermore, Chu Han didn't hesitate at all when killing, as if it wasn't his first time taking a life.

This kind of mindset was even more rare.

In truth, it was also Chu Han's first time killing, and he had killed five people in one go.

Yet he felt no discomfort; instead, he was somewhat excited, enjoying the thrill of battle between life and death.

He even felt that he might be a natural-born battle maniac.

Chu Han then searched the bodies of the several men but found nothing of value.

There were only a few weapons that didn't seem to be worth much.

But even a mosquito's leg is meat; he put these weapons away as well.

"These people are all Slayers. Their heads can be kept to collect bounty money. Do you want them?"

Chu Han asked Zhao Feiyu with a smile.

Zhao Feiyu looked at the several dripping heads, a hint of disgust appearing in his eyes as he waved his hands repeatedly. "No, no, they're all yours."

Chu Han then stored the heads of the several men into his space.

Zhao Feiyu asked, "Brother Han, what do we do next? The Night Owl Squad they mentioned is likely nearby. If they catch up to us, we'll be in trouble."

Chu Han said in a heavy voice, "We can't stay here. We need to leave as soon as possible. I can't deal with a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist yet. We need to find a new place to hide and improve our strength first."

A Fourth-Tier Martial Artist forced Chu Han to take them seriously, because a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist had another title: Elementary Martial Master.

The 4th Tier of Martial Artist is a hurdle; most Martial Artists are stuck at the 3rd Tier for their entire lives, unable to become a Martial Master.

And Martial Artists from Tiers 1 to 3 are called: Elementary Martial Artist, Intermediate Martial Artist, and Advanced Martial Artist.

To become a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist, a Martial Artist's level of control over Yuan Qi must reach a new height, the hallmark of which is Yuan Qi Armor Condensation.

By condensing the Yuan Qi throughout the body into Yuan Qi Armor, physical defense, strength, and many other attributes will be significantly improved.

Their strength far exceeds the 3rd Tier, which is why they are called Martial Masters.

Chu Han wasn't even a 1st Tier Martial Artist yet; he had always relied on his physical advantage.

But this advantage becomes very small when facing a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist who can condense armor. With his current strength, it would be difficult to break a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist's Yuan Qi Armor.

Therefore, they had to temporarily avoid the brunt of it.

The two of them ignored the five corpses in the cave and left directly.

They left the Redwood Forest and found an even more hidden cave on a cliff face.

After entering the cave, Zhao Feiyu impatiently took out his specially made lion blood potion.

At this moment, this special potion was completely finished, occupying only one-tenth of the container, having already been condensed to its limit.

Zhao Feiyu took out several more potion bottles and carefully filled them with the lion blood potion, filling more than three bottles in total.

"There's actually so much. It seems the blood of that Black-Maned Lion has done a great service."

Zhao Feiyu looked at the potion in his hand with great satisfaction, then looked at Chu Han and asked, "Brother Han, I definitely can't use up all this potion. Do you really want to try it?"

"Of course," Chu Han replied affirmatively.

"Then you must be extremely careful. Don't use too much at once, or your life will be in danger!" Zhao Feiyu instructed with some concern.

"Don't worry, I don't want to die yet," Chu Han laughed.

Zhao Feiyu smiled and said, "That's good. We can Cultivate together, but my Cultivation time might be very long."

With that, Zhao Feiyu poured out some potion, applied it to his chest, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating his family's Cultivation Technique, the Mad Lion Art, to begin absorbing the energy in the potion.

Soon, Zhao Feiyu was enveloped in purple Yuan Qi energy, expressions of pain flashing across his face from time to time.

Chu Han followed his example, pouring out some lion blood potion and applying it to his body.

As soon as the potion touched his skin, Chu Han felt waves of intense pain hit him.

It felt as if every inch of skin on his entire body had been thrown into a raging fire, burning intensely. The level of pain far exceeded when he absorbed the black blood stone and Red-Scaled Python blood, making him unable to help but gasp.

"Hiss! This is too painful!"

Chu Han gritted his teeth, enduring the sharp pain without giving up.

He hadn't expected this pain to be even more violent than when he was Cultivating the second layer of the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art.

But since he had chosen to try, he wouldn't give up easily. He immediately began to rapidly circulate the second layer of the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art, attempting to stop pain with pain.

The two types of pain superimposed, instantly making him experience a pain he had never felt before—a pain that seemed to tear his Soul apart, making him cry out in suffering.

It seems Zhao Feiyu really wasn't lying; this specially made lion blood potion was simply not something outsiders could use. No one could bear this pain alone.

However, since Chu Han began Cultivating the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art, there had been no energy he couldn't absorb.

So he still gritted his teeth and persevered, desperately circulating the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art, trying to let his body absorb the lion blood's energy as quickly as possible.

And as the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art circulated, it indeed took effect.

Chu Han found that the lion blood on his skin seemed to be under some kind of pull, seeping into his body bit by bit.

As the lion blood was slowly absorbed, he could clearly feel his physical body rapidly strengthening; his muscles and bones were being continuously reinforced, and his own strength was also constantly rising.

"It's working!"

Chu Han was overjoyed, and suddenly the pain didn't feel so intense anymore.

He looked over at Zhao Feiyu and found that his speed in absorbing the lion blood was actually even faster than Zhao Feiyu's.

He couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art.

Just like that, Chu Han persevered through the pain and made it through the long night.

When the next morning arrived, Chu Han finally ended his Cultivation.

After a night of Cultivation, the bottle of lion blood potion in his hand was almost empty.

He felt his physical body had become much stronger, and his strength had even doubled. His entire body was filled with explosive power!

"I wonder if I can fight a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist with my current strength. How big is the gap?"

Chu Han pondered. After Cultivating to this point, the effect of the lion blood had significantly diminished, so he stopped his Cultivation.

It was likely because he didn't have Zhao Feiyu's family talent and Cultivation Technique, so the lion blood energy he could absorb was limited.

Even so, the gains from this one night were enough to make him incredibly excited.

On the other side, Zhao Feiyu's Cultivation was still ongoing. Only two-thirds of a bottle of lion blood potion had been used, and his absorption efficiency was far lower than Chu Han's.

However, Zhao Feiyu's strength had grown steadily.

Chu Han estimated that Zhao Feiyu should have a chance to push for the Second-Tier Martial Artist rank.