Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

“Is it you who has injured him like this?”

Chu Wentao looked at Chen Fei with a demonic aura, stood up, and his aura suddenly surged as he reached the later stage of the Aperture Tempering realm. Clang!

The dazzling light sword emitted a clear sound as it leaped into Chu Wentao’s palm.

Gripping the blade, Chu Wentao’s momentum increased again, directly suppressing the entire courtyard.

Kang Boyuan leaped over to Chu Wentao’s side, holding an icy Frost Spear, glaring coldly at Chen Fei with a demonic aura.

Although Kang Boyuan was only in the early stage of the Aperture Tempering realm, sensing Chen Fei’s demonic aura, who was only in the mid-stage of the realm, with Chu Wentao taking the lead, it was enough to keep him restrained on the sidelines.

Dong Dexue sensed Chu Wentao’s momentum and nodded slightly. Just as he had guessed, after breaking through to the later stage of Aperture Tempering realm, Chu Wentao’s cultivation had not stagnated, continuing to advance rapidly.

With this trend, it was indeed possible for him to attempt to break through to the Combined Aperture Tempering realm in the future.

Ning Junkang took a deep breath, sealing the injury on his right arm with a secret technique. With a swift motion of his left hand, an iron sword fell into his grasp.

Although not a spiritual weapon, even an ordinary iron weapon in the hands of an Aperture Tempering realm expert could unleash tremendous power.

Back at Xuanhe Gang’s base, Ning Junkang’s previously shaken state of mind finally stabilized.

“It was me who hit him. Do you want to come kill me?” Chen Fei, with a demonic aura, smirked. His whole demeanor exuded a sinister charm.

“How bold!”

Chu Wentao shouted angrily. With a step back with his right foot, his figure blurred into afterimages, appearing in front of Chen Fei with the dazzling light sword in hand. The blade burst into a dazzling light as it slashed towards Chen Fei’s neck.

True to its name, the dazzling light sword emitted a piercing light when used against enemies, even slightly stimulating the mind.

Inattentiveness for a moment could easily lead to being caught off guard.

In battles among peers, victory sometimes hinged on these subtle details. Once one gained the upper hand, there might be no turning back.

Chu Wentao had relied on this move to defeat countless opponents without fail, keeping this secret well-guarded because those who knew had already been slain.

Chen Fei’s smile remained on his face as he swiftly retreated, seemingly impossibly quick.

The dazzling light sword grazed Chen Fei’s cheek and landed in empty space.

Simultaneously, Kang Boyuan’s Frost Spear pressed against Chen Fei’s body, embedding itself in the ground beside him.

Due to his injury, Ning Junkang’s movements were slower.

He had just drawn his sword when he saw Chen Fei retreat.

Quickly adjusting his attack angle, he aimed towards Chen Fei’s head.

A purple light illuminated Chen Fei, who looked up at Ning Junkang.

Meeting Chen Fei’s eyes, Ning Junkang inexplicably shuddered. His sword slowed down involuntarily.

Zi!

A thunderous roar echoed, and Ning Junkang felt a sharp pain in his heart. His whole body involuntarily went numb.

As if sensing something, Ning Junkang instinctively lowered his head, only to find a bloody hole in his chest that pierced through to the back, the wound charred black.

“When did I get hit…”

A thought flashed through Ning Junkang’s mind. His body collapsed to the ground, his strength dissipating rapidly.

For those in the Aperture Tempering realm, losing such a vital organ as the heart meant there was no possibility of survival, not even maintaining strength for a moment.

“You’re too weak. I thought you might surprise me!” Chen Fei, with a hint of disappointment, shook his head.

“Junkang!” Chu Wentao’s eyes turned red instantly as he saw Ning Junkang on the ground with a massive hole in his back.

“Kill!”

Kang Boyuan roared angrily, and a chilling aura instantly spread tens of meters around him. The Frost Spear, with astonishing speed, thrust towards Chen Fei’s head.

“You don’t use a spear like that!”

Chen Fei grinned. The Wind Demon Sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, causing Kang Boyuan’s arms to tremble. The spearhead of the Frost Spear flew off, severed at some point.

Kang Boyuan’s heart shook. He tried to step back, but his neck went numb. The world spun around him, and he saw a familiar headless body before everything turned dark.

Chen Fei burst into loud laughter as Kang Boyuan’s blood splattered and filled the surroundings.

In an instant, Chen Fei appeared in front of Chu Wentao. The Wind Demon Sword in his hand transformed into lightning, thrusting towards Chu Wentao.

“Ah!”

Chu Wentao ignited his spiritual energy, shattered his Aperture Tempering realm acupoints, and a majestic force surged from within him as he slashed towards Chen Fei with all his might.

Boom!

The Wind Demon Sword was unstoppable, deflecting Chu Wentao’s desperate strike and then piercing through his forehead.

Chu Wentao’s body trembled, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.

The opponent was clearly only in the mid-stage of Aperture Tempering realm, with no more than forty acupoints. How could he unleash such unreasonable power?

Thud!

Chu Wentao’s body fell backwards, crashing to the ground with a dull sound, startling the surrounding members of Xuanhe Gang awake.

In the blink of an eye, all three Aperture Tempering realm experts from Xuanhe Gang lay dead, including Chu Wentao who was in the later stage.

This outcome took everyone by surprise.

The hallmasters of Xuanhe Gang looked at Chen Fei nervously, trembling with fear, torn between running away and staying put, fearing for their lives.

Dong Dexue stared dumbfounded at Chen Fei. He hadn’t intervened earlier because he believed Chu Wentao and the others had ample strength to handle the situation.

Even if I wanted to owe a favor to Xuanhe Gang, now is not the time.

Dong Dexue felt a sudden sense of rebirth after narrowly escaping death.

“Why didn’t you intervene, Ugly?” Chen Fei glanced at Dong Dexue.

“I’m not with Xuanhe Gang. I serve the City Lord’s Mansion,” Dong Dexue quickly waved his hands, emphasizing his allegiance.

The term “Ugly” hadn’t been used to address Dong Dexue in decades. Ever since he achieved martial prowess, those who dared to comment on his appearance had met unfortunate ends.

Death was the least of their punishments; before dying, Dong Dexue made sure to torment them thoroughly, from tongue extraction to finger severing—it was all child’s play.

But now, hearing Chen Fei address him in such a manner, Dong Dexue felt anger boiling within, though he dared not show it on his face.

“You were angry just now, I saw it,” Chen Fei took a step forward, locking eyes with Dong Dexue.

“That’s impossible, absolutely impossible!” Dong Dexue shook his head firmly.

“So, you’re not angry?” Chen Fei’s smirk widened.

“I’m not angry. There’s no point in getting angry over something like this,” Dong Dexue replied, shaking his head.

“But being with them, you’re definitely no saint. I’ve always been ruthless with bad people—I don’t let any of them off!”

Chen Fei’s Wind Demon Sword twitched slightly, aiming towards Dong Dexue’s head.

“You’ve gone too far!”

Dong Dexue’s eyes widened, shouting in shock and anger. He attempted to block with his folding fan, but his body suddenly trembled, and all strength left him in an instant.

Unscrupulous indeed. They had talked civilly, and he had maintained a respectful demeanor, yet Chen Fei still killed him.

Chen Fei glanced at Dong Dexue’s body on the ground, reading the deep-seated hostility in his eyes clearly.

As for whether he was truly from the City Lord’s Mansion, did it matter?

In the entire Hundred Horn City, the strongest were only at the peak of the Aperture Tempering realm. For Chen Fei, warriors of this level weren’t much harder to kill than Chu Wentao.

In Hundred Horn City, he was the true king!

And in the Boundless Sea, at the Sacred City, Thousand Geese City.

After separating his Demonic Body, Chen Fei returned directly to Thousand Geese City.

In the Tingfeng Pavilion’s secret chamber, Chen Fei sensed sporadic images from his Demonic Body’s side, causing a slight twitch at the corner of his eye.

The Six Desires Demonic Separation technique was created with the primary goal of making warriors more powerful.

Therefore, in many respects, it still leaned towards the original body, allowing the original to win six times and ultimately succeed in cultivating the Six Desires Demonic Separation technique.

Even in memories like this fragment, there was a bias towards the original body of the Six Desires Demonic Separation technique.

The original body could sense some of the situation of the Demonic Body, but the Demonic Body couldn’t sense anything about what the original body was doing.

Chen Fei looked at the Demonic Body, which had cultivated to the mid-stage of the Aperture Tempering realm within a day, which was not much of a surprise.

The techniques before the Mountain Sea Realm were all top-notch, and Chen Fei had initially chosen the best of the best to cultivate, providing the Demonic Body with numerous options.

Coupled with innate talent, the Demonic Body, before the Mountain Sea Realm, achieved an invincible state at whatever realm it cultivated into.

This was true for the Aperture Tempering realm and also for the Combined Aperture Tempering realm.

In fact, within the Mountain Sea Realm, as long as the Demonic Body entered the early stage, it could directly advance to the mid-stage without any issues.

The bonuses from innate talent and techniques were just too substantial.

Chen Fei had no doubts about the Demonic Body’s progress in cultivation, but he couldn’t help noticing that, for several hours within a single day, the Demonic Body was frolicking with female companions.

Now that he had become the ruler of Hundred Horn City, he had taken in even more women.

Whether they were young maidens in their prime or mature women in their thirties, as long as they were exceptionally beautiful and willing, the Demonic Body accepted them all without discrimination.

Treating everyone equally, regardless of their background, as long as they were attractive, they could accompany the Demonic Body.

Once the various factions within Hundred Horn City learned of the Demonic Body’s preferences, they presented all the most beautiful women they knew of to him.

The Demonic Body accepted all offerings without refusal—however much they sent, he took.

This led to a situation where the value of women with even a modicum of beauty in Hundred Horn City skyrocketed. Many factions even ventured outside Hundred Horn City in search of such women.

Watching this, Chen Fei’s original self couldn’t help but wear a strange expression.

With the cultivation of the Suppressing Dragon Elephant technique and the Aperture Tempering realm proficiency, the Demonic Body faced no physical challenges. Now, within the City Lord’s Mansion, it indulged in pleasures without a care.

“I wonder if something went wrong with the cultivation process. This isn’t who I am.”

Chen Fei sighed bitterly. The Demonic Body, magnified in its desires, acted without restraint, indulging itself as it pleased, unwilling to be constrained by anything.

In Hundred Horn City, the Demonic Body exemplified this perfectly.

“There must be something wrong.”

Chen Fei inwardly chastised the Demonic Body. Just as he was contemplating whether to visit the Mission Hall, a loud bell toll resounded throughout the entire Sacred City.