Chapter 79
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Chapter 79: Anger Ignites in the Heart
In the small courtyard, Wang Chen was practicing his fist techniques.
Vajra Fist.
As the saying goes, “the fist does not leave the hand, and the song does not leave the mouth.”
Since he began learning this martial art, Wang Chen had been practicing it three to five times every day at dawn and dusk.
He honed his physique and strengthened his bones, never stopping, regardless of wind or rain!
As usual, he practiced bare-chested, wearing only a pair of shorts.
As he unleashed his fist moves, the abundant Qi and blood within his body surged forth, and his bulging muscles felt as strong as if they were cast in copper and iron, containing limitless power!
After just a moment, smoke rose around Wang Chen, and his movements seemed to ride on clouds and mist.
This was a unique phenomenon created by the chill of early spring contrasting with the heat radiating from his body.
[Vajra Fist · Experience +1]
When Wang Chen delivered his final punch, the proficiency of this martial art increased by 1 point.
[Vajra Fist (basic level): 299/300]
Without any hesitation, he directly allocated 1 point of Virtue.
[Vajra Fist (advanced level): 0/400]
Wang Chen had mastered this martial art through his own diligent practice, from entry to proficiency and then to basic level.
But he knew very well.
With his current understanding, the probability of breaking through to advanced level was very low.
Allocating points was the obvious choice!
Crack!
At the moment the Vajra Fist technique leveled up, a crisp ringing sound suddenly echoed from the top of Wang Chen’s head.
Following that, every joint in his body resonated in succession, densely like rain beating on plantain leaves.
Endless!
The Vajra Ghee applied to his skin was being absorbed into his body at a visible speed.
The last piece of his not completely crystallized Tianzhong bone underwent transformation!
Every inch of muscle and tendon tore violently; Wang Chen’s body expanded and then contracted, and a lightly golden light appeared on the surface of his skin.
[Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method · Experience +1]
[Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method (third level): 0/300]
Using the powerful vital energy generated from leveling up the Vajra Fist, he unexpectedly broke through the barrier of the second layer of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method and entered the third level, "Golden Body!"
[Physique +1]
As his arms fell, Wang Chen let out a long breath.
This foul air erupted from within his body, shooting straight like an arrow towards the courtyard wall ten steps away.
Wang Chen’s body gradually returned to its original form, and the turbulent Qi and blood within him began to calm down.
He clenched his fist and thumped his chest.
A resounding thud echoed!
Reaching this stage in body cultivation meant he had truly stepped into the realm of mastery.
Although this advancement only increased his Physique attribute by 1 point,
his physical strength now rivaled that of a true body cultivator, his body as formidable as some magical beasts!
Today’s dual breakthrough was the natural culmination of his efforts.
To cultivate the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method, Wang Chen had consumed sixty to seventy bottles of Vajra Ghee.
He had devoured over a thousand pounds of magical beast meat!
Without these cultivation resources, even if he could forcibly enhance himself through the Cultivation Panel,
the results of his body cultivation would not have been so extraordinary.
He might have ended up with both his Qi and blood depleted, possessing the rank but lacking the true strength!
Wang Chen stretched his limbs, feeling an unprecedented surge of power.
He felt as though he could punch a planet to pieces!
In truth, he experienced similar illusions with every breakthrough.
But one must admit, this sensation was utterly intoxicating and nearly impossible to resist!
Perhaps this was why Wang Chen was now so willing to lose himself in cultivation.
However, the thunderous growl from his stomach brought him back to reality.
Wang Chen quickly retrieved some magical beast meat from his storage bag and began to devour it ravenously.
The magical beast meat was pre-braised and tough, each piece the size of an adult’s fist.
Though it was quite chewy,
under his sharp teeth, it was as tender as well-stewed meat.
Wang Chen wolfed down seven pieces of braised meat in one go and gulped down a gourd of spring water, barely satisfying his hunger.
For body cultivation, one must be a voracious eater.
In fact, this ordinary-quality magical beast meat could no longer fully meet his body’s demands.
He would need to purchase higher-quality meat in the future.
This meant Wang Chen would have to spend more spirit stones.
As he calculated his savings, he shook his head with a hint of helplessness.
People say that the poor pursue scholarship, while the rich pursue martial arts.
But true extravagance lies in cultivation!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At that moment, someone suddenly pounded on the courtyard gate with great force.
The sturdy door shook violently.
"Open the door!"
A gruff voice echoed from outside.
It was unfamiliar.
Wang Chen furrowed his brow.
He draped his outer garment over his shoulders and made his way to open the courtyard gate.
"What took you so long?"
Standing at the entrance was a dark-faced cultivator, flanked by two disciples from the Spirit Plant Hall!
The dark-faced cultivator bore a menacing expression, muttering curses as he thrust his hand toward Wang Chen’s chest: "Are you deaf?"
Wang Chen refused to let him make contact, stepping back two paces and demanding in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The dark-faced cultivator strode into the small courtyard, the two disciples trailing closely behind.
His wolfish eyes scanned the area, a flicker of disappointment crossing his face as he declared, "You must be Wang Chen. I am Zheng Tu, the deputy to the new local head, here to deliver this season’s rice seeds."
The deputy to the new local head?
Wang Chen maintained his composure, clasping his hands in a respectful salute: "Thank you, Brother Zheng. Your efforts are much appreciated."
The dark-faced cultivator let out a hollow chuckle, and one of the Spirit Plant Hall disciples tossed a sack of grain onto the ground.
"Thirty pounds of rice seeds for ten acres of spirit fields."
The dark-faced cultivator extended his hand boldly toward Wang Chen: "You owe ten spirit fragments."
Wang Chen’s expression darkened: "Why is the price so steep?"
He had heard from Old Master Sun about the charges for rice seeds.
But he never imagined the Spirit Plant Hall would demand such an exorbitant price.
A spirit fragment per acre!
The original owner had toiled for five years in the spirit fields and barely amassed a handful of spirit stones.
Wang Chen could afford the sum now.
But why should he?
Moreover, Wang Chen was certain they were inflating the numbers!
"Think it’s too expensive?"
The dark-faced cultivator sneered, "Then don’t plant them. You can leave right now!"
A surge of fury ignited within Wang Chen’s heart!
His eyes instantly glowed crimson, and his fists clenched tightly.
The dark-faced cultivator felt as though he were being stared down by a fierce beast, instinctively retreating a few steps.
He nearly stumbled over the threshold.
Humiliated and enraged, the deputy to the new local head barked, "Are you trying to rebel?"
The two Spirit Plant Hall disciples fixed their predatory gazes on Wang Chen, adopting aggressive stances.
"Not at all."
Wang Chen lowered his gaze and produced ten spirit fragments, handing them over.
"At least you know your place!"
The dark-faced cultivator snatched the spirit stones and stashed them in his storage bag.
Yet, even with the spirit stones in hand, he remained unsatisfied. His beady eyes darted around, and suddenly, he strode to the corner of the courtyard where the chicken coop stood.
He bent down, grabbing two hens that were cowering in their nest!
Clutching the squawking hens, the dark-faced cultivator cast a haughty glance at Wang Chen: "Let’s go!"
He swaggered off with the two Spirit Plant Hall disciples in tow.
Unbeknownst to him, Wang Chen’s eyes blazed with endless flames as he watched their retreating figures.
The flames took on the form of a Heavenly Dragon, roaring with fury!
