Flawless Metropolitan Divine Emperor

Chapter 0038 – See the old man again

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Jiang Feng picked up a piece of tofu, put it in his mouth, and savored it. The tofu was incredibly fresh, complemented by the smoothness of sesame oil and the natural aroma of scallions. It was a perfect match.

Under the rapid pace of eating, Jiang Feng didn't disappoint her. A bowl of porridge and a plate of scallion tofu were all devoured.

After finishing, Jiang Feng wiped his mouth, patted his belly, and exclaimed, "That was satisfying!"

Seeing Jiang Feng finish all the food, Cheng Shaoqing felt a surge of accomplishment and said, "I'll cook for you often from now on, ensuring you eat to your heart's content."

"Great, then I won't be polite. I'll just sit and wait for the beauty to cook, only needing to open my mouth and eagerly wait," Jiang Feng joked.

"Sure, you just need to be ready to eat," Cheng Shaoqing replied cheerfully.

Unknowingly, their relationship had taken a step closer, no longer as distant, as if they had become old friends.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Shaoqing suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you something."

"Uh, what is it?" Jiang Feng asked, puzzled.

"I saw the news today. Liang Dachao was found dead. The police think it was due to illegal street racing and aren't planning to investigate further. They probably classified it as a traffic accident," Cheng Shaoqing said.

"Heh, I expected this. The police have no sympathy for those who die in street racing accidents and despise them the most. They won't bother to investigate," Jiang Feng laughed.

"Exactly. It's his own fault, not ours. We didn't race with him. He insisted on racing, so who can he blame for the accident?" Cheng Shaoqing said.

"That's right. It's entirely his fault. He deserved to die," Jiang Feng nodded.

People like Liang Dachao were not worth pitying. His death was well-deserved.

"Alright, let's get some rest. We have to get up early for class tomorrow," Cheng Shaoqing said.

"Wait, let me wash the dishes first," Jiang Feng said.

"No need, I'll do it," Cheng Shaoqing insisted.

"No, I must wash them. You cooked, so it's only right for me to do some chores as a man," Jiang Feng wouldn't let Cheng Shaoqing do it. It wouldn't be fair.

Cheng Shaoqing was stunned, staring blankly at Jiang Feng.

A man wanting to share the chores?

This seemed a bit too intimate. Only couples talked like this. Jiang Feng's sudden words made it a bit awkward.

Jiang Feng also realized his words were inappropriate for the occasion, but it was too late to take them back.

"Hehe, just wait a moment. I'll finish quickly," Jiang Feng smiled, then took the dishes to the kitchen.

Cheng Shaoqing sat in the chair, slightly dazed, lost in thought.

After Jiang Feng finished cleaning up, they went upstairs together.

In front of their rooms, they both felt a bit awkward, heads lowered, the atmosphere strange.

"Good night," Jiang Feng broke the awkward silence.

"Good night," Cheng Shaoqing replied softly.

She still didn't look up, but Jiang Feng could see a sweet smile on her lips.

Cheng Shaoqing returned to her room. Jiang Feng stared at the closed door for a long time, thinking, "What's wrong with me? I shouldn't be thinking about this. Cultivation is the most important thing right now."

Returning to his room, Jiang Feng immediately began cultivating.

As the Nine Heavens Tyrant Body Technique circulated, it drove the True Qi within his Dantian.

Jiang Feng could clearly feel his True Qi was much stronger than the previous day.

This was thanks to the Spiritual Energy he absorbed from the Nine Heavens Pendant Zither today.

Such robust True Qi was exactly what Jiang Feng hoped for.

As long as his body could handle it, he could almost complete the first level of the Nine Heavens Tyrant Body Technique.

Unfortunately, his body was still a bit weak and couldn't serve as a better vessel.

Forcing a breakthrough might backfire and harm himself.

"I should continue cultivating until my body is strong enough," Jiang Feng murmured.

This time, he didn't take out the Spirit Stone to cultivate, as he planned to save it for the crucial moment of Foundation Establishment.

Time flew by during cultivation, and soon it was morning.

Early the next day, Jiang Feng got up, washed up, and practiced a set of Azure Dragon Lion Tiger Strength in the courtyard.

After several days of training, he had made some progress with Azure Dragon Lion Tiger Strength. Combined with True Qi, its power had greatly increased, capable of splitting rocks and breaking wood, even creating pits in the ground.

To strengthen his body, Jiang Feng added frog jumps, push-ups, and other exercises.

If he had the chance, he planned to buy some workout equipment like dumbbells or barbells to keep in the courtyard for regular training.

After working up a sweat, Jiang Feng still wasn't satisfied and went out for a run.

Running might seem trivial, but it was very beneficial for overall body coordination and comprehensive training.

Jiang Feng returned to the park he visited yesterday and ran a few laps around it.

Coincidentally, he saw the same peculiar old man again.

The old man was dressed in the same Tai Chi outfit, practicing the same strange boxing technique.

After finishing his routine, the old man sat cross-legged and began breathing exercises.

Jiang Feng had seen this yesterday and knew the old man was cultivating a rare mental technique.

Curious, Jiang Feng decided to approach the old man for a chat.

But as he took a few steps closer, he felt an ominous presence behind him.

Not good, someone was attacking him.

Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed, his legs moved, and he activated the Divine Dragon Mysterious Steps. His feet moved like shadows, making it hard to discern reality, and he instantly dodged the attack from behind.

Turning around, Jiang Feng saw a burly man with eyes like lightning and fists like mountains, attacking again.

"Hmm? A martial artist, but he seems to focus solely on physical strength, aiming for extreme power. His moves are random, and it seems he doesn't know any martial skills," Jiang Feng quickly assessed his opponent.

The man's fist, as big as a sandbag, came crashing down. Jiang Feng didn't dodge but countered with a punch.

Tiger Roar Overlord Punch!

Jiang Feng's punch was infused with True Qi, its power surpassing previous levels, overwhelmingly dominant.

Bang!

Their fists collided, and the man immediately retreated three steps, looking at Jiang Feng in shock.

He couldn't believe that someone with Jiang Feng's small frame could unleash such power.

Moreover, he realized Jiang Feng was also a martial artist.

But he was wrong. Jiang Feng might look like a martial artist and be easily mistaken for one, but he was actually a cultivator.

Jiang Feng wouldn't bother correcting this misconception, as it was meaningless.

The man snorted, then charged like a tank.

"Indeed, just a brute relying on raw strength, a true expert in physical cultivation," Jiang Feng thought.

In the Immortal Realm, there were many like this man, but they rarely achieved great success due to numerous limitations. Eventually, they would realize that everything they had done was wrong.

Calling this man an expert in physical cultivation was an overstatement.

His method of physical cultivation had no merit, relying solely on hardening the body through endurance, a path that wouldn't lead far.

In the Immortal Realm, he would be considered trash among trash.

Only by combining True Qi and physical cultivation could one walk the right path, like Jiang Feng's Nine Heavens Tyrant Body Technique, a perfect example.

This was the wisdom passed down by countless generations of immortals, guaranteed to be correct.

As the man charged again, Jiang Feng used the Divine Dragon Mysterious Steps to move to the man's side, then delivered another Tiger Roar Overlord Punch.

In the next second, the man was completely defeated, his strength shattered, his body numb, muscles visibly twitching.

"Your strength is impressive, but too rigid. Without flexibility, you'll never achieve greatness," Jiang Feng shook his head.

"Tell me, why did you attack me?" Jiang Feng stepped forward, pressing his foot on the man's chest.

"Let go of Meng Ying."

Suddenly, a sharp voice rang out.

A beautiful girl launched a sweeping kick at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng quickly stepped back, avoiding the kick.

Facing her, Jiang Feng saw she was about seventeen or eighteen, around his age, but very beautiful.

She had an oval face, big eyes, long hair, and especially long eyelashes that were very alluring when she blinked.

She wore a neat sports outfit, her hair tied up high, giving her a heroic look.

"Wow, not bad, little girl. Your skills are impressive," Jiang Feng said.

"Wow, your head! Take this!" The girl spun and kicked again, her movements agile and powerful, displaying strength beyond her small frame.

But Jiang Feng could tell she wasn't a martial artist, just someone trained in some techniques.

With a casual lift of his arm, Jiang Feng blocked her kick.

Her flexibility was impressive, her leg almost forming a 180-degree angle with the ground, capable of a perfect split.

Seeing Jiang Feng easily block her attack, the girl was surprised. She thought Jiang Feng was just a foolish thug, but he had some skills.

But she didn't give up. In the next second, she jumped, her other leg kicking up.

The girl flew into the air, her legs forming a scissor shape, aiming to clamp down on Jiang Feng.

"Goodness, what a fierce girl," Jiang Feng thought.

But Jiang Feng smiled wickedly. This move might work on ordinary people, but against someone with his battle experience, it was a mistake.

As her legs clamped down, Jiang Feng's hands moved like a divine dragon, quickly grabbing her ankles.

The girl lost her balance, becoming a sandbag in Jiang Feng's hands, ready to be thrown.

If Jiang Feng were ruthless, she would suffer a heavy fall, unable to stand for a long time.

And Jiang Feng intended to do just that. He didn't care who she was; attacking him made her an enemy.

Jiang Feng never showed mercy to enemies.

"Come down," Jiang Feng exerted force, ready to slam her to the ground.

"Young man, wait, this might be a misunderstanding."

The old man intervened.

Jiang Feng paused, looking at the old man, and asked, "Do you know each other?"

"Yes, this is my granddaughter, Weng Xiaoxi. I am Weng Shanlin. I apologize for any offense," Weng Shanlin said.

"I don't think I've offended you. Why did you attack me?" Jiang Feng questioned.