Chapter 1153: Four Great Beauties

In an instant, six God Kings perished, leaving Chu Feng stunned for a long time. The golden pangolin, resembling an ancient dragon, and the powerful old Sky Dog both met tragic ends. These were all supremely powerful, ancient-level God Kings who, had they been in the outside world, would have been figures of immense influence.

Of course, the greatest achievement of this battle was eliminating the descendant of the Martial Maniac who practiced the Seven Deaths Body, as well as the God King who inherited the Li legacy. Either of these two would have been a major figure and a peak expert among God Kings in the outside world, but now they were utterly gone.

"It's over," Lao Gu sighed, breathing heavily. His condition was quite dire; his power was rapidly declining, and his body was on the verge of disintegration. With a thud, he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. His body was covered in cracks, threatening to shatter and explode at any moment. This was a severe side effect of exiting his retreat prematurely. Although his body had reverted to that of a youth, it suffered from a fatal flaw.

"Lao Gu, how are you?" Chu Feng rushed over and helped him up.

"I won't die, but I'm half-crippled. Everything has to start over. I originally wanted to directly recover to my prehistoric peak state." Lao Gu was despondent; though not completely heartbroken, he lacked spirit and energy. He felt it was a great pity that his previous life's dao fruit couldn't be restored, leaving him no choice but to cultivate diligently.

Chu Feng let out a long breath. As long as he was alive and not at his wit's end, everything else could be remedied. He advised, "What comes too easily is rarely cherished. A step to heaven can also be a step to a precipice. Perhaps it's better for you to start anew this life and solidify your foundation."

Lao Gu's face was pale, and his handsome young face was filled with a sense of loss. He said, "It seems that's all I can do." By now, he had fallen from the God King realm and was rapidly descending further. His dao fruit was unstable, and his power was plummeting quite quickly. Being a decisive person, he quickly sat cross-legged and began circulating a special breathing technique to temper his body and soul, building a strong foundation for his evolution.

"Brother Hu!" At this moment, Chu Feng took out the Northeast Tiger's upper half from his spatial artifact. He had only managed to retrieve this much; the other half had been vibrated into a bloody pulp by the Martial Maniac's descendant. He felt anxious, wondering if the Northeast Tiger had truly perished. To have struggled to reach the Yang Realm only to die tragically near the Bloodline Tree was too disheartening.

He carefully examined it, confirming there wasn't a trace of soul light, no soul at all. Had he been completely annihilated? Chu Feng was horrified. Had the Northeast Tiger truly died? He rushed to a nearby spot, picked up the stone jar, and inspected it thoroughly. Indeed, there was nothing left; the other half of the body had been utterly destroyed, reduced to ashes.

"No!" Chu Feng growled. It was hard to accept this. Had the Northeast Tiger just died like that? He stood dumbfounded, feeling immense bitterness and sharp pain in his heart. This was the first friend from his previous life he had reconnected with in the Yang Realm, someone he had shared joys and sorrows with. How could he have known that their reunion would so quickly turn into a parting by death?

Just then, Lao Gu opened his eyes and said, "I don't think this donkey was destined for an early demise. I even divined his fate once, and he had some blessings. How could he have died? Check again, is there really no soul light left?" His face was young, but his words were old.

Chu Feng shook his head vigorously, pulled himself together, and searched meticulously. Before long, he sensed something unusual. Although the stone jar was empty and its contents had spilled out, the Reincarnation Soil on the ground seemed peculiar. "Hmm?!" He gathered all the Reincarnation Soil and concentrated it back into the stone jar.

"This is insane, more than half a cubic meter of Soul Meat?!" Lao Gu swallowed hard. Although it wasn't his first time seeing it, he was still envious. This was too incredible. His elder brother was so strong; Li Sanlong had once awed the world and commanded the Yang Realm, with none daring to disobey, yet he ultimately couldn't find even a single piece of Soul Meat. The entire Yang Realm didn't have this kind of thing. Where on earth did this kid find it?

"Brother Hu, you're alive?!" Chu Feng exclaimed. As all the Reincarnation Soil was collected, he felt faint wisps of soul fluctuations hidden beneath it. Finally, when the three seeds were also found and placed in the jar, the Northeast Tiger's voice emerged from within: "I was suffocating!" His soul light was dispersed throughout the soil, but it was indeed still present, not extinguished.

"This soil is too special," the Northeast Tiger's soul light flickered into view. "It split my soul light into hundreds, even thousands of pieces. If you hadn't re-gathered the soil, I wouldn't have been able to reassemble myself."

Chu Feng was dumbfounded. The Northeast Tiger was alive, and his soul light, if reassembled, wasn't very weak, but for now, he couldn't escape the Reincarnation Soil. He had never imagined that the Reincarnation Soil had such a miraculous ability to protect soul light. Was that why it was called Soul Meat?

"I can't break free," the Northeast Tiger cried. "It's like thousands of cages, trapping all my dispersed soul light."

At this point, Lao Gu, enduring his injuries, shuffled closer. He had always been curious about Soul Meat and wanted to explore it, naturally wishing to see it clearly. He immediately tried to help the Northeast Tiger, but he couldn't free the soul light, which remained adsorbed within the soil.

"Huh, I can't get it out?" Lao Gu was surprised. He tried repeatedly, sweating profusely, but ultimately failed to help the Northeast Tiger escape. However, when Chu Feng tried, it was effortless. He easily freed the Northeast Tiger from the Reincarnation Soil, allowing all his soul light to reassemble.

What was going on? Lao Gu and the Northeast Tiger were both stunned, and even Chu Feng was puzzled. A moment later, Chu Feng considered a possibility: he was a physical reincarnator, having escaped from the ultimate land with some special reincarnation attributes. When he saw someone, he could discern if they were a reincarnator. For example, in the Borderlands, he had discovered that the young lady Evergreen was guarding was a reincarnator. Chu Feng pondered for a long time, then finally shook his head, deciding not to delve deeper. As long as the Northeast Tiger was safe, that was all that mattered.

Fortunately, the Northeast Tiger had half his body left, and still had flesh and blood. "It's alright, I have a jar of Meng Po Soup. This is a rare treasure liquid; just a little bit can replenish your essence and help your incomplete body gradually heal." This was a precious fluid kept in his spatial bracelet for emergencies. Speaking of this, his heart ached. He originally had several more jars stored in the ultimate ancient artifact, the stone jar, but they had all been shattered during the battle!

Lao Gu said, "It's fine. What is Meng Po Soup? It can't be destroyed. Don't worry that it seeped into the ground; quickly collect it. This stuff isn't afraid of malevolent energy contamination; it originally flows from the underworld!" Chu Feng was overjoyed at these words and acted quickly. Indeed, he re-gathered the Meng Po Soup in that area! He took out some of the rare treasure liquid, applied it to the Northeast Tiger's incomplete body, and poured some into him.

"Ah, it hurts so much!" After his soul light returned, the Northeast Tiger was in agonizing pain. With only half his body left, the sensation was unbearable. He rolled around on the ground, waiting for his body to heal. In the Yang Realm, the suppression from heaven and earth was severe; even very powerful beings found it difficult to regrow limbs from a single drop of blood, let alone him, unless they reached a very profound level. Below a certain realm, one could only rely on rare creation materials from heaven and earth.

"Gulp, gulp!" Lao Gu was also drinking Meng Po Soup. This time, he was truly miserable, severely injured. Not only had he already fallen from the King realm, but he soon dropped from the Divine realm as well. A few days later, the Northeast Tiger's body had healed. He paced uncomfortably; he was still in his donkey form and could only assume human form through transformation. Lao Gu also stabilized, ultimately falling to the Half-Saint level. Compared to his previous state, he was far, far weaker, making him force a laugh that seemed truly pathetic.

"Lao Gu, don't overthink it. From now on, I'll look out for you!" the Northeast Tiger patted his shoulder. This roused Lao Gu's spirit, and he retorted angrily, "In my past life, my sworn brother was Li, and my group of sworn brothers were all extraordinary figures! Starting over this life isn't a disaster, but an opportunity to become even stronger. Do I need your protection? If I were to swear brotherhood with anyone, it would be with someone no weaker than my former elder brother!"

Chu Feng leaned over and said, "Hmm, are you talking about me? I'm definitely stronger than your elder brother from your previous life!"

Lao Gu rolled his eyes and said, "Shameless! If you're so capable, go kill an invincible being who has perfected the Seven Deaths Body all by yourself!"

"I'll take down a whole group!" Chu Feng declared, pounding his chest!

"Are there really that many in the world?" the Northeast Tiger asked feigning ignorance.

Lao Gu scoffed, "At most, there are only a few Third-Turn Peerless Kings and Fourth-Turn Heavenly Venerates in this era. There's probably not a single being who has truly perfected the Seven Deaths Body. And you dream of taking down a group?!"

"Didn't you say the Martial Maniac might have perfected the Seven Deaths Body in two realms, meaning he's a Fourteen-Deaths Body, or even a Twenty-One-Deaths Body? Taking down just one of him would be like killing a group!" Chu Feng boasted shamelessly, making grand declarations there.

Lao Gu no longer wanted to bother with him. Such talk was meaningless, and he turned his back to Chu Feng.

"Lao Gu, what do you mean?" Chu Feng asked, displeased.

Lao Gu glanced at him and said, "My elder brother couldn't even defeat the Martial Maniac. Do you think you can fly? First, consider when you'll be able to contend with or even stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Martial Maniac's descendants."

Even the Northeast Tiger couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Brother Chu, save the bragging for later. When are we going to kill the Martial Maniac's grand-disciple first?" The Martial Maniac's grand-disciple was Heavenly Venerate Taiwu, who had, with a mere flick of his finger, annihilated Yellow Ox, Big Black Ox, Ouyang Feng, and Chu Feng's parents. This main culprit had not yet been apprehended, leaving them helpless.

Chu Feng took a deep breath, a fire burning in his chest. He declared, "It won't be long. I will personally slaughter him!"

Apart from the sacred area around the Bloodline Ancient Tree, most other places were plagued by raging electromagnetic storms and torrential blood rain, making them terrifying. Additionally, a long, narrow strip of land glowed, where a light barrier, supported by scriptures empowered by the Martial Maniac, blocked the endless malevolent energy.

Chu Feng and the others cleaned up the battlefield. They both loved and hated those scriptures; they were priceless treasures, but they dared not touch them, fearing they might activate the divine consciousness left by the Martial Maniac. During this process, Chu Feng several times thought about using the chopstick-sized wooden spear to pierce through the scriptures. However, he ultimately refrained. Every use of the black wooden spear consumed Reincarnation Soil, which was too wasteful. He increasingly realized that the Reincarnation Soil held immense secrets and couldn't be squandered. He had a feeling that one day he might look back and regret having used it multiple times, viewing it as a waste.

The three of them stood guard near the Bloodline Ancient Tree, looking at the fruit-laden branches, their hearts filled with genuine joy as they waited for them to ripen. This was something they had risked their lives for. Some of the fruits could transform the bloodlines of the Northeast Tiger and Lao Gu, while the attribute-less fruits emitting chaotic energy could further advance Chu Feng's Human King bloodline.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, a month had gone by. The fruits began to exude a rich fragrance, clearly on the verge of ripening.

"From now on, I'll be called Gu Dahai!" The waiting process was both anticipated and agonizing. At this point, Lao Gu gave himself a new name. This was because the name Gu Chenhai was too sensitive; if it spread, his past might be uncovered, and he was certain that some beings had lived from prehistoric times until now, for example, the most terrifying one—the Martial Maniac!

"Hmm, I'll also change my name to avoid being too sensitive. From now on, I'll be called—Dong Dahu!" The donkey demon, also known as Northeast, changed his name as well.

Chu Feng was speechless for a moment. He was currently called Ji Dade, and these two had now matched him in naming style. He also thought of the strange dragon who took the blame for him, who also had 'Da' in his name—Long Dayu.

"Let's form an organization," Lao Gu suggested. "Look, there's the Western Heaven Organization, and the Martial Maniac's faction, both very powerful. We should also establish one!" He had lived through long ages, fought for supremacy with his elder brother, and deeply understood how prestigious and convenient it was to form an organization. Once they truly rose, issued commands, and commanded boundless resources across the world, their power would be immense, and their prestige would be tremendous.

Dong Dahu grinned. Now in the form of a young boy, he looked at Chu Feng, then at Lao Gu, realizing all three of them were handsome youths with fair complexions and bright teeth, quite comely. "The world is like a painting," he said. "Look at us, we're even more handsome than a scenic landscape. We are truly rare, refined handsome youths. I think we can call ourselves—the Three Beauties Organization." This was Dong Dahu's idea.

"Pfft!" Chu Feng had just been about to take a sip of water and promptly spat it out. What kind of terrible idea was that? Lao Gu also wanted to punch him. Three Beauties, my foot!

"Don't glare," Dong Dahu argued earnestly. "Beauty doesn't just refer to women; it includes handsome men too! Besides," he continued, "when I transform into a Heterodox Tiger, and after your bloodlines evolve, we'll become even more beautiful, as elegant as jade, unrivaled in the world!"

Then, Chu Feng and Lao Gu exchanged glances, stepped forward directly, and jointly pounded him!

"Ah, stop hitting me! Listen to my explanation! Think about it, what a misleading name for enemies! What if they think we're women? There are huge benefits!" He then started screaming in agony, getting thoroughly thrashed and suffering immense pain!

Finally, Chu Feng made the decision, saying, "Let's call it the Four Beauties. There's also a brother who took the blame for me, and I've always felt indebted to him. We should recruit him too."

"Hmm, and in the future, if we see any promising talents, we can recruit them!" Lao Gu nodded, finally agreeing.

Dong Dahu, bruised and swollen from the beating, said indignantly, "Since you both agreed to the name, why did you hit me?!"