Chapter 79

In the small courtyard, Wang Chen was practicing his punches.

Vajra Fist.

As the saying goes, one must constantly practice their punches and chants.

Ever since he started learning this martial art, Wang Chen had practiced it three to five times every dawn and dusk.

Tempering his physique and conditioning his bones and muscles, he trained relentlessly regardless of the weather!

As usual, his upper body was bare, and he only wore a pair of shorts on the lower half.

As the movements of the punches unfolded, the vigorous Qi-Blood within his body was continuously stimulated, with each bulging muscle resembling bronze and iron castings, filled with boundless power!

In just a short moment, steam was swirling around Wang Chen’s body, and every move he made seemed as if he was riding clouds and mist.

This was a unique phenomenon produced by the interaction of the chill of early spring and the heat emanating from his body.

[Vajra Fist·Experience +1]

As Wang Chen hurled out the final punch, his proficiency with this martial art increased by another point.

[Vajra Fist (Minor Achievement): 299/300]

Without any hesitation, he immediately spent 1 point of Human Virtue.

[Vajra Fist (Great Achievement): 0/400]

From the basics to mastery, and from mastery to minor achievement, it was all due to Wang Chen’s own hard training.

But he was very clear.

With his current comprehension, the chances of breaking through to the Great Achievement Realm were extremely low.

Adding points was the inevitable choice!

Crack!

At the very moment when his Vajra Fist technique leveled up, a crisp resonating sound suddenly came from the top of Wang Chen’s head.

Immediately afterward, the bones throughout his body rattled in succession, like the pattering of rain on banana leaves, continuously without end.

The Vajra Ghee smeared on his skin was absorbed into his body at a visible rate.

The last unfused bone at the crown of his head underwent its transformation!

Every inch of his muscles tore fiercely, and Wang Chen’s body expanded and then contracted, with a faint golden glow appearing on the surface of his skin.

[Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method·Experience +1]

[Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method (Level 3): 0/300]

With the powerful force from the advancement of Vajra Fist, he unexpectedly shattered the barrier of the second level of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method and stepped into the third level “Golden Body” realm!

[Physique +1]

His arms dropped, and Wang Chen took a long breath out.

The air expelled from his body shot straight forward like an arrow, striking the courtyard wall ten steps away.

Wang Chen’s body slowly returned to normal, and the surging Qi-Blood also settled down.

He clenched his fists and knocked on his chest.

The sound was thunderous!

Having refined his body to this step, he could be considered to have entered the hall and stepped into the inner chambers.

Even though this advancement only added 1 point to Wang Chen’s physique attribute.

But his body was now on par with a real body cultivator, his physical strength ranking among a few Monster Beasts!

The double breakthrough he achieved today was also something that came about naturally.

To cultivate the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method, Wang Chen had consumed sixty to seventy bottles of Vajra Ghee.

And the amount of Monster Beast meat he had eaten reached a whopping thousand jin (approximately 1,102 pounds)!

Without the aid of these cultivation resources, even if he could use the immortal cultivation panel to force an upgrade, the effects of body refinement could never be so outstanding.

Perhaps, he might even end up with both his Qi and blood depleted, having the realm but lacking the strength!

Wang Chen stretched his muscles and felt stronger than ever before.

Capable of shattering a planet with a single punch!

In fact, he got a similar illusion every time he made a breakthrough.

But it was undeniable that such a sensation was genuinely intoxicating and irresistibly addictive!

This, perhaps, was also why Wang Chen was now willing to immerse himself in cultivation.

However, the rumbling from his stomach brought him back to reality.

Wang Chen hurriedly took out a piece of Monster Beast meat from his Storage Bag and started to gnaw on it vigorously.

The Monster Beast meat was already well-braised muscle and was as big as an adult’s fist.

Although quite chewy in taste,

beneath his sharp teeth, it was no different from tender cooked meat.

Wang Chen ate seven pieces of the braised meat in one go, and washed them down with a gourd of mountain spring water, barely managing to fill his stomach.

Anyone who refines their body is bound to be a big eater.

In fact, the meat from ordinary monster beasts could no longer fully satisfy his body’s needs.

He would have to purchase better meat in the future.

This meant that Wang Chen would need to fork out more spirit stones.

After calculating his savings, he shook his head helplessly.

They say the penurious engage in arts, while the wealthy practice martial skills.

The real spendthrifts are those who pursue immortal cultivation!

Bang bang bang!

Just at that moment, someone knocked loudly, or rather, hammered at his gate.

The thick door shook violently.

“Open Gate!”

A rude voice came from outside.

It sounded very unfamiliar.

Wang Chen frowned.

He took out his coat, put it on, and then went to open the gate.

“What took you so long?”

Standing before the gate was a dark-faced cultivator, with two Spirit Planting Hall disciples behind him!

With a fierce and threatening look, the dark-faced cultivator cursed while pushing his hand toward Wang Chen’s chest: “Are you deaf?”

Wang Chen wouldn’t let him touch him, so he immediately stepped back and asked in a deep voice, “Who are you?”

The dark-faced cultivator followed him into the courtyard, with the two Spirit Planting Hall disciples close behind.

He looked around, and a look of disappointment flashed across his wolf-like eyes: “You must be Wang Chen. I’m Zheng Tu, the deputy to the new village chief, here to deliver this spring’s rice seeds.”

The deputy to the new village chief?

Wang Chen politely clasped his fists in salute without changing his expression: “Thank you, Brother Zheng, for your trouble.”

The dark-faced cultivator snorted contemptuously with a fake smile, as a Spirit Planting Hall disciple threw a grain sack onto the ground.

“Thirty catties of seed for ten mu of spirit fields.”

The dark-faced cultivator pompously extended his hand to Wang Chen: “Hand over ten Low Spirits.”

Wang Chen’s face changed: “Why so expensive?”

Old Master Sun had already informed him about the charges for the rice seeds.

But he never imagined that the Spirit Planting Hall would sell the seeds at such an exorbitant price.

One mu of land actually cost one Low Spirit!

Thinking of the original owner, who had labored hard for five years on the spirit fields and hadn’t saved up a double-digit number of spirit stones.

Wang Chen could certainly afford this sum of spirit stones now.

But on what grounds?

Moreover, Wang Chen felt that the other party had absolutely inflated the numbers!

“Too expensive?”

The dark-faced cultivator sneered: “Then don’t plant anything. You can get out right now!”

A nameless rage suddenly surged up in Wang Chen’s heart!

His eyes instantly reddened, and he clenched his fists.

The dark-faced cultivator immediately felt like he was being targeted by a fierce beast and instinctively stepped back.

As a result, he nearly tripped over the doorstep.

The deputy to the new village chief immediately became furiously embarrassed and roared loudly: “Are you trying to rebel?”

The two Spirit Planting Hall disciples glared menacingly at Wang Chen, ready to attack.

“I wouldn’t dare.”

Wang Chen lowered his eyelids and handed over ten Low Spirits.

“At least you know your place!”

The dark-faced cultivator snatched up the spirit stones and stuffed them into his storage bag.

However, even with the spirit stones in hand, he wasn’t satisfied. His eyes darted around, and he suddenly walked over to the chicken coop in the corner of the courtyard.

Bending down, he caught two hens that were hiding in the nest with both hands.

Holding the desperately struggling hens, the dark-faced cultivator arrogantly glanced at Wang Chen and said, “Let’s go!”

He left with the two Spirit Planting Hall disciples in tow.

But he didn’t notice that Wang Chen’s eyes, following his retreating figure, were ablaze with endless flames.

The fire took on the form of the Heavenly Dragon’s Roaring Form!

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