Chapter 42: The Qing Yuan Fruit

The remaining two men ran away immediately, whereas Xiao Ting, Zhao Chen and Li Dahu all looked at the scene in astonishment. Together, these two young men really killed a Zi Fu level cultivator!

“Xiao Kuang, are you okay?”

Mu Feng hurried over to help Mu Kuang. Mu Kuang stood up, shook his head, and laughed: “I’m fine.”

“Let me have a look.”

Mu Feng looked at Mu Kuang’s chest and calf that had been stabbed and found out that he only had minor scratches. The Sword Qi did not penetrate his organs.

“Haha, it seems that your suffering was worthwhile after all. With your current defensive power, I think that not many Tong Mai level cultivators can beat you in a fight.”

Mu Feng said with a laugh. The Sword Qi of a Zi Fu level cultivator could pierce through rocks within 10 meters, but it would be dispersed if it was more than that.

Thanks to the Gas Shield that was formed after cultivating the Blood-burning Body cultivation method, Mu Kuang’s body was able to withstand his opponent’s Sword Qi.

Of course, the distance between Mu Kuang and his opponent was also relatively far. If it was within a three-meters distance, he would still suffer serious injuries due to the Sword Qi.

“Thank you both so much for helping us today. I’m Zhao Chen. It was all thanks to you both that we were able to survive.”

Zhao Chen and his men came over with the wounded guy and thanked them profusely.

“You’re too modest, Brother Zhao. All we did is lend a helping hand to the needy. Your brother’s wound seems quite serious, I have some healing medicine.”

Mu Feng took out a white-colored medicine bottle from his Qian Kun ring.

“A Qian Kun ring!”

The three people were amazed. They looked at Mu Feng from a different perspective now, as this ring is not affordable by ordinary people.

His family background is not ordinary.

The three thought to themselves.

The lady called Xiao Ting thanked him and quickly applied the medicine on the man’s wound.

“May I know your names? So that I can repay you later.”

Zhao Chen asked.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. I’m Mu Feng. This is my brother Mu Kuang. We came to train in the An Nan mountains.”

Mu Feng said with a smile.

“Both of your surnames are Mu; are you guys disciples of Mu family? Both of your Wudo skills are so great and you guys can actually kill a Zi Fu level cultivator–it’s amazing.”

Zhao Chen exclaimed.

“You’re overpraising us, Brother Zhao. That guy looked down on us too much. Besides, he used up a lot of Vitality in his previous battle, which is why we won the fight by cooperating with each other.”

“This isn’t a good place to talk. I’m afraid that some powerful Xiong Beasts will be attracted by the smell of blood. Let’s get out of here first.”

Zhao Chen said after looking at the corpses on the ground. Mu Feng nodded. He and Mu Kuang then went to collect the corpses of the three men that they killed into his Qian Kun ring. They even found more than 100 gold coins when they searched through the bodies, but there was nothing else besides that.

Then, they left the other corpses there, as they were positive that passing beasts would clean them up. After that, they left the place.

The few of them came to an area that was near the border of the An Nan mountains and stopped in front of a stream. The injured man regained his consciousness, but he was seriously injured, so he wasn’t able to walk.

Mu Feng and Mu Kuang went downstream to take a bath. They reeked of blood and sweat as they had been in the mountains for many days.

Li Dahu managed to catch a few fish upstream and Xiao Ting tended to the wounded. Zhao Chen raised a fire. After a while, they sat around the fire and chatted while eating smoked fish.

There was a trace of shock in Zhao Chen’s eyes when he saw that Mu Feng’s bare upper body was full of scars. Xiao Ting was also shocked.

“Little brother Feng, why are there so many scars on your body?”

Xiao Ting asked in surprise.

“Some of these scars looked like they’ve just healed, but the others looked like very old scars. Besides, most of them are knife and spear wounds. No wonder your Wudo skills are so strong, you must have been through many battles.”

Zhao Chen said in astonishment.

“Hehe, let me tell you something, Brother Zhao. Brother Feng grew up in the army from a young age. He isn’t that old, but he has been through countless battles and killed more than hundreds. All his injuries are battle scars.”

Mu Kuang said with a laugh. He was very proud to tell the others about Mu Feng’s battle scars.

“Really? I think Mu Feng should be around 15 or 16 years old at most, but he has fought in so many battles already?”

Xiao Ting said with a hint of admiration.

“My brother is just joking. It’s true that I grew up in an army and fought in many battles, but I wouldn’t say that I’ve fought in ‘countless’ battles.”

Mu Feng finished changing and covered his battle scars and Qilin tattoo with his shirt.

“I’ve heard about the Blood Qilin tattoo before. I believe it was a military tattoo of the Mu family. Don’t tell me that Brother Feng used to be in the Mu army?”

Zhao Chen asked.

Upon hearing the words, there was a trace of sadness in Mu Feng’s eyes. He nodded.

“I heard that the Mu army was completely wiped out at the battlefront not long ago. That army was the one I admired most, and it was filled with the loyal and righteous men of our country. I didn’t know that Brother Feng had joined the Mu army before. That explains why you are so powerful. Oh, let’s stop talking about that. Thank you both so much for saving us today. You guys have my utmost respect!”

Zhao Chen picked up his bota bag and clasped hands towards Mu Feng and Mu Kuang. (EN: A bota bag is a traditional liquid receptacle that was usually made of leather and was mainly used to carry wine when travelling. It kind of resembles a stomach.)

Xiao Ting and Li Dahu each picked up a bota bag and clasped hands as well.

“Please, be my guest!”

The five of them drank from the bota bags and started to chat.

“Brother Zhao, who are you guys? Why did they pick a fight with you?”

Mu Feng asked.

“They are from the Yellow Tiger Regiment in An Nan city. The Yellow Tiger Regiment is a powerful organization in the city and we, the Wild Wolf Regiment, have had come conflicts with them in the past. We came to the An Nan mountains to help somebody find a type of herbal medicine. In the end, we found a Qing Yuan tree, so we picked two Qing Yuan fruits from it. However, we bumped into the people from the Yellow Tiger Regiment, and they planned to kill us and steal our treasure.”

Zhao Chen explained.

The Qing Yuan fruit was a type of fruit that grew by absorbing Vitality. It could help cultivators below the Ning Gang level improve their cultivation. It could also help Tong Mai Ninth Sky cultivators reach Zi Fu level by eating it.

“I see.”

Mu Feng nodded. Zhao Chen took out a fist-sized green fruit that had a glossy surface from his bag. It was the Qing Yuan fruit.

“My brothers, you can have this Qing Yuan fruit. As for the other one, my sister needs it to reach the Zi Fu level, so I can’t give it to you. Thanks for saving our lives.”

Zhao Chen said sincerely and handed the fruit to Mu Feng.

“No, no, no. You got it by risking your lives, we can’t take it.”

Mu Feng and Mu Kuang shooked their heads and refused.

“Aiya, just take it, or else we will feel guilty. A Qing Yuan fruit is nowhere near comparable to the help that you two brothers gave us.”

Zhao Chen said as he pushed the Qing Yuan fruit into Mu Feng’s hands.

“Yeah, just take it.”

Xiao Ting and Li Dahu also said sincerely.

Mu Feng and Mu Kuang exchanged a look and felt that they shouldn’t refuse anymore, so they accepted it. Mu Feng gave the fruit to Mu Kuang, as it would be of use to Mu Kuang since he had now reached Tong Mai Ninth Sky. As for Mu Feng, his Zi Fu Dantian was still damaged, so it wouldn’t be of use to him.

They chatted while eating. Later, they went their separate ways as Zhao Chen and his men had to finish their duties and send their injured comrade back for medical treatment as well.

As for Mu Feng and Mu Kuang, they chose to stay in the An Nan mountains. Mu Feng still needed to hunt Xiong Beasts to restore his Zi Fu Dantian.