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Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 313 Consecutive Breakthroughs, Return!
In the underground secret chamber of Valley of the Medicine God, Ye Feng's injuries had already healed, but he did not plan to immediately leave his retreat because there were many things he had not figured out yet.
Fortunately, through Yu Xianhe, he had learned that the ghost Qi in the country had dissipated and that the people affected by it had largely been cured, which finally allowed Ye Feng to breathe a sigh of relief.
As for the enigmas in his mind, like the origin of the sudden appearance of the high-crowned old Taoist's apparition in the depths of the portal underground in Fallen Dragon Valley, and the identity of the owner of the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron that saved him.
These mysterious figures were all more powerful than the next, but one thing Ye Feng could be certain of was that the high-crowned old Taoist must be from one of the Nine Great Sects, although which specific sect remained unknown.
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Among the Nine Great Sects, the Dao Sect and Kunlun did indeed follow the Dao tradition, and that old Taoist would likely be from one of these two.
Moreover, what troubled Ye Feng the most was the man wearing the golden dragon robe in his dream. Who exactly was he?
About the dream he had a few days ago, Ye Feng believed it was not without cause, and that it must be tied to him in some significant way. Furthermore, there was the summoning from the alien space-time. What exactly was calling out to him?
Even the words spoken by the man in the golden dragon robe from the dream, such as those about the successors regarding the Six-foot Divine Path and even the Spirit Channel Terracotta Warriors and the Great Wall, Ye Feng could infer from these words that there might be more to these things than meets the eye.
What made Ye Feng feel even more uneasy was the last words said by the man in the golden robe as he fell.
"I shall return!"
It was this phrase that had been stirring his nerves these past few days, giving him an unsettling feeling. Intuition told Ye Feng that when the man returned someday, it would likely involve him as well.
"Forget it, let it be. These matters are still far away. Right now, improving my own strength is most important!" Ye Feng sighed inwardly.
This trip to the Fallen Dragon Valley undoubtedly made Ye Feng realize that his strength might not be weak, but compared to the Nine Great Sects, there was still a considerable gap.
Ye Feng flicked his right wrist, and three treasures appeared in his palm. These three treasures had been transmitted from alien space-time when he was at the portal underground.
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Any of these three items, even to the uninitiated, could be seen as anything but ordinary. All the more so for Ye Feng, who could feel the rolling Heaven and Earth Energy contained within them.
He did not hesitate and immediately sat down cross-legged. Since the underground secret chamber was sealed, there was no influx of Spiritual Energy. Ye Feng looked at the treasures before swallowing the light orb.
Because the light orb was extremely pure, even devoid of any impurities, there was naturally no fear of harm. As soon as the orb entered his belly, it exploded violently, turning into rolling energy.
It was like a torrential wave of Heaven and Earth Energy, of a very advanced nature. Ye Feng's Eight Extraordinary Meridians were already much more resilient and expansive than those of a Same Rank Warrior, but he now felt the sensation of them being stretched to their limits.
He immediately closed his eyes and circulated the Cultivation Technique recorded on that piece of paper, following the prescribed route as he began to cultivate.
Almost instantly, with a thunderous sound, an acupoint in his chest burst open, and the rolling energy surged along the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, racing forward according to the Qi Circulation route.
Ye Feng dared not pause for even a moment because allowing this massive, pure energy to flow indiscriminately would not just be wasteful, but might also cause internal damage.
Boom...
Soon, another acupoint was breached, followed by another one!
Within just half a quarter hour, he had already cleared five acupoints, bringing the total to one hundred and fourteen!
"Strange, why is the cultivation technique I practice different from others? Under normal circumstances, once one cultivates to one hundred and eight acupoints, a dantian should form in the lower abdomen as Qi Force turns into a liquid state, thus breaking through to the Divine Path Realm. But now..."
Ye Feng couldn't help feeling somewhat helpless and confused because, up till now, he was still at the peak of the Martial King Realm, and there wasn't any sign of a breakthrough, regardless of how many more acupoints he breached, with no indication of entering the Divine Path Realm.
Fortunately, as the number of acupoints increased, his aura became stronger too. Although he was still at the Peak Martial King Realm, his combat power had nonetheless doubled compared to before.
Ye Feng had no intention of stopping since his body still contained a great deal of Heaven and Earth Energy, and the origins of that glowing sphere were unknown. Although it was only as big as a thumb, the energy contained within was incredibly vast.
He closed his eyes again and continued the Qi circulation following the route, breaching acupoint after acupoint, until he finally halted after reaching one hundred and nineteen acupoints in one go.
"Phew... At last all the energy has been absorbed!" Ye Feng exhaled a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, instantly two beams of brilliant golden light shot out, completely changing his demeanor, making him seem even more majestic and vast than before.
"After fully absorbing the energy from this sphere of light, even though my realm has not changed, my combat power has nearly doubled!"
Ye Feng clenched his fists, feeling their new strength. Before increasing the number of his acupoints, his power was roughly equivalent to the God Gathering Realm of the Divine Path Realm. But now, those at the God Gathering Realm would likely be killed by him in one move, and even Spirit Division Realm warriors could fully contend against him.
"Let's see what this treasure bead is all about!" Ye Feng shifted his attention to the small, sparkling, golden bead in his hand.
The bead was not large, about the size of a baby's fist, but its light was intense. Ye Feng didn't swallow it directly because his intuition told him that the bead should not be consumed.
"How exactly should I use this?" Ye Feng furrowed his brows, and suddenly an idea struck him. He recalled how some powerful treasures from ancient times could be bound to a person by blood.
With an attitude of giving it a try, he pricked his fingertip and dropped a bead of blood onto the treasure bead. Instantly, an unusual sight occurred. The bead suddenly shone radiantly, then with a whoosh, it shot into Ye Feng's body.
It was too late for Ye Feng to try to stop it, but he quickly became overjoyed.
"It turns out that this treasure bead is a defensive magic treasure!" Ye Feng was shocked. With a single thought, a thin layer of golden armor slowly surfaced and covered his skin.
"With this defensive magic treasure, I fear nothing below the Divine Communication Realm!"
Ye Feng finally smiled. This time his gains were tremendous. It is said that risk and opportunity coexist. Although delving into Fallen Dragon Valley was fraught with extreme danger, even nearly costing his life, the rewards were also enormous.
Only the fruit remained, a seductively red fruit that Ye Feng could not see through, and so he dare not use it carelessly. He decided to preserve it for future examination.
"Having stayed in the Valley of the Medicine God for one day, or five days, I wonder what it's like outside now. It's time to return to the Imperial Capital!"
Having said that, Ye Feng slowly stood up, but suddenly his aura shifted, and once again he took on the appearance of an ordinary Martial King.