Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams
Chapter 123 - 97 Red Tiger Strength, Copper Statue Technique!_3

Chapter 123: Chapter 97 Red Tiger Strength, Copper Statue Technique!_3

The twisty dance movements brought a smile to his face; this is what it meant to be truly free.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Tingxiao clenched his fists.

It’s so uncomfortable!!

...

Two o’clock in the afternoon.

A black speeding sedan was slowly driving through the mountain forest, descending along the cement road.

Chen Feng was still dressed in a grey robe, sitting in the back seat.

Li Shi had prepared several sets of Red Pattern Silver Robes for personal disciples, but he was too lazy to change, leaving them all on the mountain.

He was also holding a kraft paper bag, which was given to him by Li Shi when he left the Mountain Gate.

Inside were two keys and property deeds, addresses of two upscale residential communities in Nanjiang City.

"Master Chen, these are what the Sect Leader told me to pass on to you, from now on these will be under your name."

Recalling these words in his mind, Chen Feng stared slightly entranced at the receding greenery of the mountain forest outside the window.

This master seems quite decent.

Silence filled the car, and he promptly turned his head to the front, thinking of something.

The driver was the same one from the day before yesterday, and Cao Tong was still sitting in the passenger seat.

He also planned to descend the mountain today, so it was convenient to return together.

"Brother Cao."

"Chen... Master."

Cao Tong’s words were somewhat unwieldy, obviously still not used to it.

The status of a personal disciple stood above that of a True Inheritor, not to mention he was just a Core Disciple.

"Brother Cao, let’s stick to informal terms between us."

Chen Feng shook his head and said, easing the other’s awkwardness.

Before this, Cao Tong had always taken good care of him, and he naturally remembered this kindness.

Hearing this, Cao Tong sighed in relief, followed by a sense of satisfaction.

As the one who introduced Chen Feng, not only had he formed a good relationship during this trip, but he also received rewards from within the sect.

Secret medicine, True Skill.

Thanks to achieving this, he finally saw the threshold of Entering Strength and was confident about making a breakthrough in the future.

Chen Feng, having presumably heard some rumors, didn’t pay much attention.

Instead, he continued to ask: "Brother Cao, have you heard of the Heart Monkey Style?"

Chen Feng asked, as he had planned to inquire Li Tong this morning but forgot due to martial arts training.

"Heart Monkey Style?"

Cao Tong paused for a moment, then recalled: "That’s a Martial Arts Sect from our Nanjiang; it had its days of glory."

"But later on, their Sect Leader was severely injured in battle, his martial arts crippled, and in recent years they’ve been in decline."

"I heard there are only one or two experts left who have mastered Entering Strength..."

Chen Feng nodded, verifying the information with what Lin Hao had told him, getting more details.

No wonder that lean young man could become the True Inheritor of the sect with only Perfect Internal Training.

Perhaps even Zhao Tingxiao could serve as their Sect Leader.

"What’s the matter, did you encounter someone from the Heart Monkey Style?"

Cao Tong asked curiously, and Chen Feng didn’t hide anything, briefly explaining the reason.

"Oh, that’s nothing." Cao Tong shook his head: "Conflicts are common in the Martial Arts Circle. Your restraint already showed mercy."

"Besides, he was in the wrong to begin with, trying to challenge others on behalf of someone; if he’s injured, he has to bear it himself."

The two of them chatted casually, with Chen Feng learning more about the Martial Arts Sects within Nanjiang City.

"Our Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style is an outsider here, having a short foundation of just over thirty years... But due to the presence of the Sect Leader and the Third Elder, our school is considered the strongest locally and has some influence in the surrounding cities as well."

"The others, like the Gold-splitting Flying Eagle Stream, Giant Elephant Sect, and Jingtun Fuhai Sect, are very strong, but their main Mountain Gates are not in Nanjiang; what’s here are only their branches."

"Besides those, there are smaller schools like the Heart Monkey Style; some even lack a Master of Entrance..."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised by how recently his own school was established.

Just over thirty years?

"I’m not clear on the specifics either."

"But Chen, now that you’re a personal disciple, if you were to ask the Sect Leader, you’d definitely get an answer."

Cao Tong said enviously, likely understanding that this sort of matter touched upon the secrets of the sect.

After all, Martial Arts Sects usually take root in one place, as this is the way to build and maintain their sphere of influence.

To abruptly change locations, there must be a reason.

Nodding his head, Chen Feng pondered for a moment.

Gradually, the car became silent again.

The vehicle continued on its way, entering the bustling area and arriving in Jinhua District.

Chen Feng and Cao Tong got out of the car together, then went to the changing room to put on loose black short sleeves and long trousers.

Afterward, they went together to the basement level.

"Third Elder must have already received the news."

"Going now would probably make him happy."

Cao Tong said with a laugh, and Chen Feng understood his meaning.

The Third Elder was the one who truly recommended him for the personal disciple competition; Chen Feng made it a point to visit him as soon as he returned, as a gesture of gratitude, to provide some consolation.

Tap Tap!

Footsteps echoed as they passed through the metallic corridor and entered the cooler medicinal material room.

The scent of herbs assaulted their noses, wooden cabinets neatly arranged.

"Third Elder!"

Cao Tong began to call out before they even got close.

The familiar lean old man in a gray robe laid on the reclining chair, resting with his eyes closed, responding with a simple grunt.

"Third Elder."

Chen Feng bowed with his fists clasped: "Thank you for giving this junior the opportunity."

Without the other’s recommendation and the help of the secret medicine provided.

He and the chance to become a personal disciple would have been fated to miss each other.

"Hmm, you’re not bad, but there’s no need for thanks."

The Third Elder opened his cloudy eyes, looking somewhat older than his junior brother Li Tong.

"Just practice martial arts diligently, reach our level as soon as possible, and take up the mantle of my brother’s legacy."

"The future of the Flame Tiger Sect ultimately relies on you younger generations..."

His aged voice was somewhat wistful, and Chen Feng nodded.

"Also, don’t call me Third Elder anymore."

With a chuckle, the Third Elder smiled and said: "Call me Third Uncle."

"Yes, Third Uncle." Chen Feng readily adopted the address, without any pretense.

"Hmm, go now."

"If there’s anything in the future, you can always come to me."

The Third Elder waved his hand, and the two of them left shortly after.

Without any further delay, Chen Feng glanced at the sky as night approached, thought for a moment, skipped going to the club, and went straight home.

Click!

The door opened, bright and warm light gently spilled across the room.

The dust on the sofa and coffee table had already been wiped clean by Chen Yun, and the items usually scattered on the table were now orderly.

Within his perception, Chen Feng could clearly see that the refrigerator was stacked with many items.

Bread, milk, meats, vegetables, energy bars...

Each compartment was packed full.

"Is that Xiao Feng coming back?"

The bedroom door was not closed, and Chen Yun, who was packing her luggage, likely heard the sound of the door opening.

Amidst the rustling sounds, Chen Feng responded with a "hmm" and walked over slowly.

A pink suitcase was opened in the middle, resting on the brown wooden floor.

The bed was covered with many clothes, mostly long sleeves and coats, as well as a couple of knitted sweaters and down jackets.

"My mentor said that for my advanced studies this time, I’ll be going to Central City in Yun Gang, Feng Province, to study under some experts at the Yaoxing Academy."

"It seems there are also some other Ph.D. students going there to learn and train together, for about a year."

"The procedures for entering and leaving Central City are a bit complicated, and I won’t be able to return easily until the training is over, so this time I go, I’m afraid I won’t be back until next year..."

Chen Yun was folding clothes, neatly placing each piece into the suitcase.

As she reached the end, she looked up at Chen Feng.

Barefaced, with some faint freckles.

Her features were gentle and beautiful, and her eyes were bright as if filled with light.

"Take good care of yourself."

"If you’re unhappy or distressed, you can message me anytime, don’t stay up late, eat your meals on time, try to cook for yourself, eat less takeout..."

"Also, if you’re short on money, let me know. I heard I can get a stipend for further studies, almost ten thousand yuan a month..."

Chen Feng didn’t interrupt her nagging, just quietly watched as she counted out things on her fingers, advising him one by one.

They had not yet parted, but he could already feel her reluctance.

Her voice got softer and softer towards the end, and as they looked into each other’s eyes, Chen Feng fell silent for a moment.

"You too."

He said earnestly, and Chen Yun was initially taken aback before she composed herself.

"Okay!"

A smile bloomed, pure as a flower.

The two stood there for a while, Chen Feng helped pack some things, then returned to his own bedroom.

The room gradually darkened as the lights were turned off, and he stood by the window, his mood unusually fluctuant.

Soon, he would be alone again...

The thought spread but didn’t last long.

His strong will made him even calmer; even without forcibly entering a focused state, he was able to ward off most negative emotions.

Slowly, night enveloped everything.

Chen Feng suppressed the random thoughts and lay down on the bed.

His eyes slowly closed, his breath steadied, his consciousness sunk.

In a little while, when he opened his eyes again, he had entered the Dream World.