Chapter 331: Brewing

"This feeling is truly wonderful!" Chu Feng closed his eyes and quietly savored the sensation. With his body's energy replenished, he felt incredibly comfortable and marvelous.

He could inwardly perceive a small black and white millstone, about ten centimeters in diameter, slowly rotating. It ground down the dense energy, leaving only its essence, which then flowed to every part of his body.

The raw energy was purified, leaving behind stronger elements. After grinding away the impurities, Chu Feng became even more formidable at his current level than before.

"Still a ways off from my peak," he murmured to himself. Currently, he was equivalent to a king-level creature who had broken two shackles.

However, in terms of energy at the same level, he surpassed his past self. Once he fully recovered, his strength would surge, and this filled him with anticipation.

This was all thanks to the small millstone. Not only did it grind away energy impurities, but it also began refining Chu Feng's blood vitality, which was sure to enhance his physique.

After his internal examination, Chu Feng couldn't help but sigh. The Golden-bodied Bodhisattvas and others who had devised such methods, leaving behind such mysterious artifacts within their bodies, were truly formidable.

However, the small millstone inside him hadn't been inherited from such powerful beings; it had formed on its own, making it even more mysterious.

The Yellow Ox had mentioned that such things would become more remarkable later on, possessing even more astonishing miraculous uses that couldn't be displayed yet. He was hopeful.

"This small millstone evolved with my body," he thought. "Judging by its current performance, if it fully perfects itself and eliminates any flaws in the coming days, it'll be truly worth looking forward to."

Chu Feng opened his eyes. There were some weapon-nurturing fields nearby, but he no longer found them impressive. He decided to move to a new location in a few days to set up formations in a special terrain.

He didn't get up immediately, remaining seated on the island. He carefully unrolled a bundle of bamboo slips and meticulously read them, committing the tadpole-like script to memory.

In exchange, the various major powers had sent him ancient texts related to fields. Some of them were quite sincere, providing genuinely valuable material for Chu Feng to study.

"Ha, interesting. If one truly masters fields, such a person could survive in outer regions, even thrive."

At that moment, an old woman appeared. Her hair was snow-white, but despite her age, her complexion was ruddy and even somewhat delicate, truly embodying the phrase "crane's hair, child's face."

She stood on the shore, her posture relatively straight, leaning on a dark, gleaming staff. Dressed in ancient attire, she exuded a powerful aura, and her eyes, like golden lamps, fixed on Chu Feng on the island.

Those around them looked surprised, and even some top-tier kings were astonished. Who was this old woman? Her simple attire made her seem like someone from ancient times!

Lin Yaoyao accompanied her, standing nearby.

Evidently, this old woman belonged to Heavenly God Biotechnology, a mysterious master never seen before!

Some kings gazed at her, feeling that this old woman was very old, and her aura was different from theirs.

Sensing their gaze, she moved aside to observe Chu Feng from a distance, not wishing to attract further attention.

The old woman nodded and said, "Hmm, he's a talent. To comprehend fields on his own… such a young and promising person should be well taken care of, invited into the mountains, away from worldly disturbances."

She smiled amiably, her face full of benevolence.

However, Lin Yaoyao's expression subtly shifted. With her ethereal beauty and cold, elegant demeanor, she turned to the old woman and advised, "It's better to let him be. Let him travel freely. If there's a need, we can simply cooperate with him."

The old woman merely smiled, saying nothing.

A young man with a small crimson mark on his forehead and a face as translucent as jade looked at Lin Yaoyao with a gentle smile. "Things are getting chaotic outside," he said. "Inviting him into the mountains would be for his own good, a safe and quiet place suitable for someone like him to focus on studying fields."

In the distance, the Silver-winged God stood with hands at his sides. He was now a king-level creature who had broken six shackles, truly becoming a part of the first tier.

The Silver-winged God, Vajra, and others—the former four young prodigies—were now shining brightly, having achieved a rapid surge in power.

Yet, at this moment, the handsome Silver-winged God stood behind the old woman, the young man, and Lin Yaoyao, not alongside them.

In the South Sea, there was an extraordinary underwater world. Strangely, there was no water or waves, only ancient trees and palaces.

This was the dwelling place of the South Sea Dragon Clan, an ancient underwater manor they had discovered!

Vibrant red ancient trees had intertwined roots, clusters of shimmering purple plants grew everywhere, and crystalline petals drifted down from mid-air. It was a dreamlike, brightly colored, and luminous place, utterly unlike the seabed.

Combined with the jade buildings, it became even more peculiar.

"Chu Feng became a field researcher? Haha, what good luck he has. But I don't need such a person!"

This was a tall young man with thick black hair and cold, deep-set eyes. Dressed in gleaming armor, he sat behind a jade table, looking down at the person who had entered the palace to report.

"Find a way to capture him for me. If anyone tries to stop you and the difficulty is too great, then kill him directly!"

He was Black Teng's elder brother, and the second son of the Old Dragon King of the South Sea. His strength was astonishingly formidable, and he commanded great authority while presiding over the South Sea manor.

"The Dragoness of the East Sea is over there, trying to win him over," reported a powerful individual with a turtle shell on his back.

"No matter. You find an opportunity to act. I will personally set foot on land soon; let's see who can stop me!" said Black Chi.

In the Arctic, amidst the ice and snow, there was a valley filled with fragrant flowers and singing birds, warm as spring. It was a peculiar area where geomagnetism occasionally surged.

Powerful beings resided here. An old man, bare-chested, revealed his bronzed, glowing skin. He was strong and vigorous.

Though his hair was gray and he was not young, he remained robust, with a wild power in his eyes, like a transformed monstrous beast.

"When it comes to high-quality magnetic stones, which conglomerate has more than this valley? That Chu Feng has some tricks up his sleeve. Find a way to bring him to me!"

"Yes!"

Not far away, several beasts shimmered with primordial magnetic light, as did two humans. They all bowed to the gray-haired old man and then retreated.

Evidently, Chu Feng's rise in the path of fields had attracted the attention of some very powerful individuals, some of whom harbored ill intentions toward him.

"Heh, he's quite lucky. To be crippled and still find another path—he really got lucky!"

Even within some conglomerates, certain individuals sneered. Although they needed Chu Feng to help nurture their weapons, deep down they felt a sense of schadenfreude, even disdain.

Because Chu, the Demon King, once unrivaled in power, had finally fallen, and they could now look down upon him.

Even knowing that if Chu Feng truly mastered fields, his future achievements could be immense, these people still held cold smiles. Who would give him the time?

They believed that to truly become powerful in this world and look down upon all others, one still had to rely on oneself.

In the eyes of some, after using Chu Feng, they should find a way to capture him, imprison him in the mountains, and have him exclusively nurture their weapons and create high-grade artifacts.

The concerns of the old Grandmaster of Wudang were beginning to show signs of reality.

In this world, not everyone needed a field researcher. Some relied solely on their martial arts. Even those who genuinely needed him weren't truly inclined to show him sincere care. Now, some individuals were indeed plotting against Chu Feng.

On the island in Xuanwu Lake.

Chu Feng was completely engrossed, flipping through an ancient book with yellowed pages. This was naturally obtained from helping others nurture weapons. Although the conglomerates and major powers held back some of their secrets, they couldn't possibly offer nothing substantial.

There were quite a few major powers, and each sent some offerings. Combined, they amounted to a considerable collection. These past few days, Chu Feng had been completely absorbed, dedicating himself wholeheartedly to the books.

Carving runes for weapon-nurturing fields didn't take long, leaving him the remaining time to delve into these fragmented field texts.

During this time, he also occasionally carved magnetic stones and conducted experiments, applying what he had learned from the fragmented texts.

Finally, he stood up, marking a temporary pause, ready to leave the island and move to a different location.

Remaining there was meaningless; he needed a special terrain to demonstrate the essence of what he had learned.

Chu Feng believed that with the right terrain, he could immediately recover, return to his absolute peak, and then advance even further!

He longed for it and anticipated it. The small millstone's intricate grinding now purified the energy entering his body to an astonishing degree. Once he fully returned, how powerful would his combat strength be?

Outside the island, many people were waiting. Recently, they had continuously sent artifacts for Chu Feng to nurture, and they had already discerned his profound skill, deeming him worthy of deeper cooperation.

All major powers had their hidden treasures, such as fragments of divine weapons and mythical artifacts, which they wouldn't display publicly. They were preparing to invite him to set up formations for them individually.

However, since Chu Feng had said he needed to study and ponder ancient books these past few days, they couldn't press him and had been quietly waiting outside.

Indeed, as soon as he stepped off the island, various factions approached him, eager to cooperate further and invite him to their respective headquarters in other regions.

Chu Feng, with a slight apology, told everyone that it wasn't suitable for him to travel far.

"Everyone," he said, "Jiangning also has a famous mountain. Look, purple qi soars to the sky there, and faint dragon roars can be heard. It's an excellent location. If you have needs, we can cooperate there."

Chu Feng pointed into the distance, specifically to the famous Zijin Mountain.

Zijin Mountain, though a renowned peak in Jiangning, had remained unoccupied because, while it appeared extraordinary and was shrouded in purple qi, there were no exotic flowers or strange trees on it.

People said that it accompanied the ancient capital of Jiangning, holding vast amounts of dragon qi that had yet to burst forth.

Chu Feng had observed it for many days and believed Zijin Mountain to be extraordinary. It possessed an untouchable mountain body hidden in the mist that had not yet fully revealed itself; otherwise, the mountain would already be filled with the scent of fruit, promoting the evolution of many creatures.

He didn't want to enter the headquarters of the major conglomerates; that would be too risky. It was better to stay in this area, allowing the various forces to keep each other in check and maintain a balance.

Although many were displeased and continuously tried to persuade him, Chu Feng did not agree to travel far. He intended to set up his fields right there on Zijin Mountain.

According to his calculations, if he could draw out the energy contained within this famous mountain and utilize the special terrain for his formations, he would fully recover his power and return to his peak!

Helpless, everyone could only follow him to Zijin Mountain.

On the way, Lin Yaoyao sought him out and met with Chu Feng. She was stunningly beautiful, with an exquisite, flawless face. It was clear she was slightly hesitant, her delicate eyebrows subtly furrowed.