Ten days later, Lin Feng's aura gradually grew stronger, and with each breath, a milky white light emanated from him.
At this moment, two figures approached the entrance of the cliffside cave.
"This is truly a wonderful place, quiet and serene, very suitable for cultivation." A young man saw the cultivation cave and couldn't help but smile.
"Xue'er, how about we use this place for cultivation?"
"I think you're not really thinking about cultivation, are you?" The young woman beside him had a sexy figure, wearing a tight, fiery red outfit that accentuated her curves, making her very attractive.
"Hehe, during the breaks in cultivation, being able to enjoy the company of a beautiful woman like Xue'er, wouldn't that be wonderful?" The young man was slender, with a slightly pale complexion, not at all like a martial artist.
The red-clothed girl rolled her eyes at the young man but didn't refuse. Cultivation was very expensive, and many high-quality elixirs and weapons were extremely costly. Ordinary families and those who dared not venture into the demon beast forest found it hard to afford them. The red-clothed girl had an ordinary family background and mediocre talent, so she wanted to take a shortcut to quickly improve her cultivation, thus deciding to rely on a man.
Lu Fei was eighteen years old, at the Ninth Level of the Qi Martial Realm, and had relied on external assistance, with ordinary talent. However, his brother, Lu Liang, was an inner sect disciple, so Xue Huan had conspired with him, gaining good elixirs and weapons while also enjoying physical pleasure.
Entering the cave, the two saw Lin Feng sitting cross-legged in meditation and exchanged glances, surprised that the place was already occupied.
"It seems we need to find another place," Xue Huan said with a hint of regret.
"Why change? His cultivation is only at the Eighth Level of the Qi Martial Realm. We can just drive him away," Lu Fei shook his head.
"That doesn't seem right," Xue Huan giggled.
"What's the problem? It's his own fault for being weak. Once I cripple his cultivation, I'll drive him away." Lu Fei smiled sinisterly. It was common for strong cultivators to seize the cultivation caves of the weak, but this would often lead to resentment and potential retaliation. Therefore, some ruthless individuals would eliminate such threats.
"Hehe." Xue Huan remained silent, tacitly agreeing with Lu Fei's plan. The cliffside cave was rarely visited, making it an excellent place for both pleasure and cultivation.
"Boy, stop pretending and wake up." Lu Fei, sensing the fluctuations of the elemental energy around Lin Feng, spoke coldly.
Lin Feng opened his eyes, a cold glint in them. He had already woken up when Lu Fei and Xue Huan entered the cave, but he thought they would leave on their own. It seemed his thoughts were too naive, and these people were far more ruthless than he imagined.
"You want to drive me away and cripple my cultivation?" Lin Feng asked coldly.
"Since you've heard it, do it yourself. Cripple your own cultivation and leave," Lu Fei said casually, as if it were insignificant.
"Very well." Lin Feng nodded slightly, then stood up and slowly walked toward Lu Fei.
"You haven't crippled your own cultivation yet, and you want to leave?" Lu Fei thought Lin Feng was trying to leave and sneered.
"Did I say I wanted to leave?" Lin Feng's eyes held a hint of mockery. He then stomped the ground forcefully, causing the entire cave to tremble, and his body shot out.
"Hmm?" Lu Fei frowned, took a step back, and punched forward.
"Crack!"
"Roar!"
Lu Fei's arm bones shattered, hanging limply, and a devilish hand appeared at his throat, lifting him up.
"I want to ask you, how do you plan to cripple my cultivation?" Lin Feng looked at the struggling Lu Fei, his body emanating a chilling aura. Xue Huan's face turned pale, clearly not expecting Lin Feng to be so strong.
"I know I was wrong, let me go, I'll leave right away." Lu Fei grabbed Lin Feng's arm, trying to pry it open, his voice hoarse and strained.
"Is knowing you were wrong enough?" At first, they thought he was an easy target, planning to cripple and drive him away. Now, realizing it wouldn't work, they admitted their mistake and wanted to leave. Was there such an easy thing in the world? If his strength were inferior, he would have been crippled by now.
"When you want to cripple someone, you should also be prepared to be crippled." Lin Feng's words were followed by a punch to Lu Fei's dantian, sending him flying.
Glancing at Xue Huan, who was still in shock, Lin Feng coldly ordered, "Leave."
Xue Huan trembled and then ran over to help Lu Fei leave the cave.
"You actually crippled my cultivation, I will make you suffer worse than death..." A cold, fierce voice echoed from outside the cave, but Lin Feng ignored it and continued his cultivation.
However, Lin Feng didn't cultivate for long before he woke up again. Lu Fei and Xue Huan had returned, bringing another person with them.
This person was about nineteen years old, somewhat resembling Lu Fei, but with a face like a hawk and sharp, eagle-like eyes, more cold and fierce than Lu Fei.
"Brother, this bastard broke my arm and crippled my cultivation. I want him dead, no, I want him to beg for death," Lu Fei's face was terrifyingly grim, like a fierce ghost.
"Don't worry, I'll cripple his cultivation, break his limbs, and then hand him over to you for disposal," Lu Liang stared at Lin Feng, making him feel as if he were being watched by a fierce bird of prey.
"Good." Lu Fei nodded in satisfaction.
Lin Feng frowned. Although Lu Liang didn't emit any aura, from his eagle-like eyes, Lin Feng could sense that he was much stronger than Lu Fei, even stronger than the sixth-ranked Jing Hao in the outer sect.
"Daring to cripple my brother, I'll show you the consequences." Lu Liang walked toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng lifted his foot and took several steps, his aura suddenly changing, becoming powerful and domineering.
A wave of spatial energy surged out, and the Ninth Wave of the Nine Waves Technique rippled through the space, the cave echoing with the sound of a fierce wolf. With his Eighth Level Qi Martial Realm cultivation, Lin Feng gathered his strength and unleashed the Ninth Wave, a punch with a force exceeding nine thousand pounds, possibly reaching nine thousand five hundred pounds, incredibly powerful.
"So you deliberately hid your cultivation. No wonder my brother was crippled, but this level of cultivation is still not enough against me."
Lu Liang, sensing the power, assumed Lin Feng was at the Ninth Level of the Qi Martial Realm, cursing his brother for being foolish, obsessed with women, leading to such a tragic outcome.
A fierce howl erupted from Lu Liang's mouth, not human but like the cry of a fierce bird of prey.
Lu Liang transformed his palm into a claw, his fingers exuding a wild and sharp aura.
The Ninth Wave and the sharp claw clashed and separated instantly. Lin Feng's figure retreated swiftly, and he looked at his hand, which had been torn, blood seeping out, causing intense pain.
"Spirit Martial Realm!" Lin Feng looked at Lu Liang. A single claw strike had shattered his nine thousand five hundred pounds of force and left a bloody mark on his hand, confirming that Lu Liang's cultivation had surpassed the Qi Martial Realm.
"Do you regret it now? Unfortunately, it's too late." Lu Liang didn't deny it. He had smoothly entered the Spirit Martial Realm several months ago, with a powerful body that could release formidable energy with a single strike, making Qi Martial Realm cultivators helpless against him.
"I do regret it, but I regret not killing him directly." Lin Feng drew his long sword, his movements fluid and agile. Instead of being timid and regretful, he decided to fight with all his might.
A thunderous sound echoed in the cave as the long sword transformed into a streak of light, piercing toward Lu Liang.
Lu Liang didn't dodge, his claw like a hook, directly striking the sword. A powerful energy burst, deflecting the sword tip, and then his claw grabbed the sword.
"Thunderous Sword." Lin Feng shouted, the sword energy howling, the sound of thunder rolling. When Lu Liang's hard claw touched the sword tip, he felt a violent force, like the power of lightning.
"Roaring Sword."
The sword moved like the wind, spinning upward, the sound of the sword and thunder merging, incredibly domineering.
"Boom!"
A powerful aura erupted, and Lu Liang's martial soul, a hawk martial soul, appeared behind him. The hawk's shadow was sharp and wild, but far less majestic than Chu Zhanpeng's great roc martial soul.
The hawk's cry echoed, and Lu Liang's claws glowed with a golden light, merging in the center, instantly extinguishing the sword energy, and Lin Feng's sword was caught in his palm.
"The dignity of the Spirit Martial Realm, how can you resist it?" Lu Liang's eyes were wild, and he had felt a threat from Lin Feng's sword technique, which was why he released his martial soul.
After the trials at the Bell and Drum Cliff, Lin Feng's Thunderous Sword technique had reached perfection. Even with only Eighth Level Qi Martial Realm cultivation, his casual strike was no weaker than that of a Ninth Level Qi Martial Realm cultivator, and even stronger.
However, after Lu Liang released his hawk martial soul, his eyes' perception and strength improved, allowing him to directly grab Lin Feng's sword.
But, was the Spirit Martial Realm truly invincible to Qi Martial Realm cultivators? At least, Lin Feng didn't believe it!