Chapter 1193: Washing Clean

The Golden Body Camp was immense, covering a vast area. Tents stretched as far as the eye could see, all housing beings at this level, including cultivators from various races.

The news that Hong Sheng was crippled and Hong Yu had every bone in his body broken quickly spread, causing an uproar among all Golden Body level beings.

However, people soon realized that Hong Sheng had indeed attacked an ally on the battlefield, attempting to kill Cao De, and this was merely retaliation. Many people despised him and scorned his character.

At the same time, people felt that Cao De was true to his nature, strong and intolerant of injustice, daring to act so decisively by crippling the two grandsons of Hong Yunhai, the Golden Body Camp leader.

Some worried that Cao De might suffer greatly, as offending the Hong family would put him in danger, whether on the battlefield or within the camp.

"Cao De is too straightforward," someone commented. "Although he got his revenge, he is now in danger."

"If such an upright person were to be secretly killed, the world would be too dark," another added. "No, we should support him. The Hong family has gone too far."

For a time, public sentiment was furious. Many believed that Cao De was currently in a vulnerable position; though he had seemingly turned the tables, saved his life, and crippled Hong Sheng, he had actually sown the seeds of future trouble.

"We go to the battlefield to face the enemy," one person declared. "Yet, the camp leader's grandson attacks us from behind. With such a lack of security, how can we remain loyal? We might as well defect to the opposing side."

"The Hong family abuses its power, acting with impunity, doing whatever they please," another echoed. "They have disheartened everyone who goes to battle!"

On this day, some people stirred up this public outcry, championing Cao De's cause and strongly supporting him.

When the Hong brothers received the news, they were so furious that their injuries began to seep blood. They desperately wanted to curse, "Damn this abuse of power, this unchecked influence!" This made them feel extremely wronged.

Both of them felt that, initially, they had indeed planned to harm Cao De, but subsequent developments had far exceeded their imagination. How could it be their turn to lord it over others? The final outcome was that Cao De came knocking, crippling both brothers. With the Six-Eared Macaque, a Peng clan member, and a Daoist clan member—three 'troublemakers'—accompanying Cao De, who was truly acting with unchecked influence, committing violence in their grandfather's grand tent?

Furthermore, their grandfather had returned, his face terrifyingly grim. Yet, he hadn't immediately gone to settle accounts with Cao De, because he had been warned.

"Who's abusing their power? I hate this!" Cao Hong cried, his face turning pale before he fainted.

In fact, all of this was orchestrated by Chu Feng, who had the monkey find people to create the momentum. He genuinely felt the place was too dark and feared that if the Hong family became ruthless and attacked him secretly, it would be impossible to guard against.

Even though the Six-Eared Macaque had thumped his chest and guaranteed his safety, Chu Feng didn't want to gamble. He preferred to take various preventative measures, first creating a stir and stirring up public sentiment.

In Chu Feng's view, he was a typical victim; the other side could retaliate at any moment, and the place was appallingly dark.

Hong Sheng and Chu Feng had completely different perspectives; it was a matter of standpoint, as both felt they were victims. Overall, Chu Feng had a clear conscience; others tried to harm him, and he merely retaliated.

At this moment, Chu Feng was practicing his punches. This camp had many facilities; from the outside, it looked simple, just endless tents, but in reality, some large tents contained hidden realms, like cave dwellings. Currently, Chu Feng was inside a special building.

Here, all the equipment was cast from various rare metals, such as divine metal walls and ferocious bird puppets made of copper mother. Now, Chu Feng's fist prints were like rainbows as he trained here. Each punch caused the rare metal walls to dent, becoming pitted and full of fist-sized holes.

The attendants here felt their scalps tingle upon seeing this. "What kind of monster is this?" they wondered. Even a Sub-Saint might not possess such powerful punches; it was too terrifying.

How could a Golden Body youth be like this? This metal, mind you, was extremely tough, so much so that some powerful individuals used it to forge armor; it was very rare and precious.

Chu Feng leaped into the air, his feet stomping the wall until it was completely dented, almost collapsing. Finally, his ultimate punch struck with a thunderous roar, completely penetrating the wall. The attendant's towel fell to the ground, his face turning pale with fright.

He desperately wanted to scream, and even more, to tell people how abnormal Cao De was. But he didn't dare, because the Six-Eared Macaque and the Peng clan expert had already warned him not to reveal anything about this place, or they would kill him first. This metal wall possessed a memory function and eventually restored itself.

"Did you see that? What a freak!" the monkey exclaimed. "He punched through the wall; that's record-breaking punch power. At least right now, there's no stronger punch in our Golden Body Camp." The monkey clicked his tongue in amazement.

Peng Wanli said, "Did you notice? The energy he injected is very special. It's specifically prepared for those who have substitute death talismans. Who is he planning to attack secretly?"

Indeed, Peng Wanli was not mistaken; Chu Feng was doing just that, researching a technique to kill enemies with one punch. He already had experience, having heard Old Gu speak about it before and combining it with his own practice. Now, his fist prints were terrifying, specifically designed to break substitute death talismans.

In fact, all clans conducted research: any defensive technique might be amazing at first, but there would always be a sharper "spear" capable of piercing it. As the era developed and the path of evolution progressed further, many things were changing.

The monkey said, "This guy harbors a grudge. Although he beat Hong Sheng and Hong Yu into cripples, he's usually so domineering that he still feels like he's been wronged and suffered a loss."

Xiao Yao said, "Putting ourselves in his shoes, if it were you or me, it would probably be the same. After all, who dares to provoke us on a normal day, let alone bully or secretly plot against us?"

"That makes sense. So, Cao De might not be simple," the Six-Eared Macaque mused shrewdly. "He's also very arrogant. Does he have another background?" The three of them were suspicious, and based on such clues, they actually made a deduction.

"Who cares?" Peng Wanli said. "He's probably from one of those most terrifying hidden families. Let's pretend we don't know and not dig for details."

When hidden families were mentioned, all three of their expressions turned solemn. So-called hidden families are the strongest clans that usually never appear in public, believed to have long been extinct. They are as if cut off from the world, with only occasional disciples emerging to travel. For example, the Bodhi Buddhist Clan of the Three Star Cave, an extraordinary ancient clan that broke away from the Buddhist clan, was believed to have long been extinct. If someone from it were to unexpectedly appear now, it would indicate that the clan still exists, having merely become a hidden family.

"You fellow of the De generation, Cao, take a break," Mi Tian said as he approached, inviting Chu Feng to rest and informing him that his sister had brought someone back.

"Really? Then let's act soon," Chu Feng said. "I really want to spar with a Sub-Saint again."

After a round of training here, he was covered in sweat. After washing up, he finally felt refreshed and no longer stuffy; his excess energy had been released.

"Alright, I'll go find her, and we'll discuss the timing," the monkey said, nodding. "We should indeed act soon!"

Chu Feng, meanwhile, sat down cross-legged, silently contemplating. His gains from the battlefield this time were significant. As he practiced his ultimate punch, he came into contact with the blood mist floating on the battlefield, which accelerated the evolution of his ultimate punch. This boxing technique was very special: once unleashed, golden light would protect his body, and on the outermost layer, there was a faint blood-red glow that could resonate with the blood of other creatures.

In the evolutionary history of various races, a secret had gradually been uncovered: the blood of all beings contained certain codes and fragments of order, unique to their respective races. When Chu Feng practiced his ultimate punch, he could resonate with these naturally occurring patterns within the blood, thereby gaining insights—a rare opportunity. Therefore, after fully practicing his punches, he closed his eyes to gain further insights, and his gains were immense! In a certain sense, a large-scale battlefield slaughter had made his fist prints even more powerful!

Soon after, Mi Tian's sister arrived. Chu Feng was stunned for a moment. Upon seeing her in person, he was thoroughly convinced that the monkey hadn't lied; his sister was indeed breathtakingly beautiful, exquisitely clear and moving.

Her skin was fair, and she possessed a head of glossy black hair. Her large eyes were pure and clear, and her entire being carried an ethereal aura, like a misty veil, beautiful to an unreal degree.

"She really doesn't have a thunder-god's mouth!" Chu Feng muttered.

"What did you say?!" Even if his voice was soft, the monkey heard him clearly; otherwise, he wouldn't live up to his Six-Eared Macaque name. Instantly, the monkey's face darkened as he recalled their first encounter, when he had wanted to introduce his sister to Cao De, only to have her rejected.

Mi Qing smiled faintly, gracefully approaching and greeting Chu Feng, evidently having heard how ruthless he was. Chu Feng smiled, looking harmless, and warmly greeted Mi Qing. He secretly muttered that if he had known she wasn't a thunder-god's mouth but truly born with a human body, he wouldn't have rejected her so decisively. He complimented her, praising Mi Qing's extraordinary beauty, saying that her every gesture was like that of a celestial maiden.

"What are you trying to do?!" The monkey stopped Chu Feng, his face displeased, glaring fiercely at him. Peng Wanli and Xiao Yao were both speechless.

Mi Qing chuckled, saying, "Don't mind my brother. He's just neurotic, always bossing people around and messing things up."

"Miss Mi Qing is truly elegant and refined, intelligent and understanding, far superior to some people," Chu Feng said. He actually wanted to say "far superior to a certain monkey," but thought it might offend Mi Qing, so he changed his words.

The monkey said, "Cao, I'm warning you, don't look around aimlessly, and don't even think about my sister. Give up now. I gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it. Now it's too late!"

Chu Feng really wanted to say, "You damn monkey, you were just fooling me that day, never even having this intention, right?" Finally, he stared at the Six-Eared Macaque and said, "Are you two really from the same mother?" As soon as he said this, Mi Qing, whose body was as white as mutton fat jade, immediately giggled.

The monkey's face twitched, feeling severely hurt. His eyes were murderous; he wanted to fight Chu Feng to the death. But considering the consequences—which might involve him getting beaten—he forcibly restrained himself.

Just then, someone came to report that someone from the Sub-Saint Camp had arrived with a letter.

"Let them in!" Peng Wanli waved his hand.

A young woman, quite pretty and with a good figure, stepped gracefully into the grand tent-cave dwelling. She was a bit arrogant, with a hint of disdain in her eyes. She glanced at Chu Feng and said, "You must be Cao De. Very arrogant, and very overbearing. My lady wants you to come over. Here's the letter."

Chu Feng glanced at her, thinking, "Isn't she just a maid?" Of course, a Sub-Saint-level maid was indeed formidable and impressive, but she was far too arrogant for merely delivering a letter, carrying herself with such an attitude. With a wave of his hand, he directly retrieved the letter.

After tearing open the letter, Chu Feng's expression turned somewhat grim; that so-called lady, in a commanding tone, ordered him to go to the Sub-Saint Camp to beg for forgiveness.

"It's this woman?!" The monkey glanced at the letter's signature, his pupils instantly contracting, because she was one of the Sub-Saint candidates they planned to ambush.

"My lady said that it's bad enough you hit her people on the battlefield," the maid continued. "But you also dared to cripple Hong Sheng a second time. You've got guts. She wants you to come over and talk." The maid was haughty, her words very strong. The monkey secretly transmitted a message, telling Chu Feng who the woman behind the maid was.

Chu Feng's face instantly darkened. He thought to himself, "What 'candidate target'? Let's remove the word 'candidate.' This time, I'll just beat her!" A surge of anger rose in his heart. That so-called lady was truly too overbearing, daring to make such demands of him. With just a letter, she imperiously ordered him to beg for forgiveness.

*Rip, rip, rip!* Chu Feng tore the letter into pieces and threw them directly onto the young woman's face. He said, "Tell her to wash herself clean and wait for a day when I'm in a good mood to find her. I don't have time right now!"