Starting with a Suite: I Became the King in the Human Realm

Chen Feng transmigrated into a high-tech martial world and discovered that his original self had just been tricked by a property agent into taking out a mortgage on a house.

Upon making his f...

Chapter 101 Cultivation Frenzy

"Don't worry, Captain, we were prepared for this."

"Yes, as a human warrior, my natural mission is to fight against other races. Even if I die in battle, my family will be well taken care of."

"I'm not afraid of those wolf cubs for a second. Killing one is enough for me, killing two would be a bonus."

"As long as those wolf cubs dare to come, we dare to fight. We will win if we kill all the werewolves."

The morale of the group soared like a raging fire. Although they were just newcomers, some of them may not have experienced a real bloody battle yet.

However, during this period, they encountered several thrilling battles in succession, and after each battle, they actively participated in the cleanup work on the battlefield.

As a result, these young people have become accustomed to the scene filled with the strong smell of blood, and are even more used to the werewolves' ferocious appearance and nauseating stench.

At this moment, all it takes is one order to summon them to the battlefield to fight the werewolves to the death, and without a doubt, they will charge forward bravely without hesitation!

"You all did a great job. Get some rest early tonight, and be alert while you sleep, as a battle could break out at any time," Chen Feng reminded them before dismissing them.

“Boss, with you gone these past few days, everyone’s lost their sense of direction.” Huang Zhiyong stayed behind and chatted with Chen Feng.

"How are you doing now? Has your strength improved? Don't let the other freshmen surpass you, otherwise you won't be able to hold onto your position as vice captain," Chen Feng joked.

"Why can't I sit still? I'm almost at the late stage of the eighth rank, and my Sword Qi Storm is also fully mastered. I estimate I should be able to achieve perfection before returning to school. Even if I encounter a late stage eighth rank werewolf now, I can still put up a fight," Huang Zhiyong said proudly.

Hearing this, Huang Zhiyong breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted a pardon, and quickly nodded and replied, "Okay! Thank you for your guidance, Brother Chen. I'll go back and rest now!" After saying that, he turned and left.

After he walked away, Chen Feng smiled slightly and muttered to himself, "Hmm, he does have some comprehension. That's good..."

Then, he walked to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and let the warm water wash over his tired body.

After a quick wash, Chen Feng did not go to bed immediately. Instead, he took out a small, exquisite jade box from his storage compartment.

Carefully lifting the jade box, gently opening the lid, a spiritual fruit emitting a faint golden light, as clear and translucent as amber, came into view.

A hint of joy flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand, quickly put the incomparably precious spiritual fruit into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Instantly, a rich and mellow spiritual energy surged down his throat into his abdomen and spread rapidly to his limbs and bones.

Feeling the surging spiritual energy within his body, Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction, then adjusted his breathing, slightly parted his legs, and let his hands hang naturally, assuming a standard Five Elements Stance posture.

As time passed, Chen Feng gradually entered a state of self-forgetfulness, focusing all his attention on cultivating the technique.

At this moment, he seemed to blend into his surroundings, his aura ethereal and mysterious, exuding an air of profound mystery...

This was actually the most precious item he could find at the werewolf supply point!

Its name is "Blood Nourishing Fruit," a magical spiritual fruit specifically designed for those in the Blood Refining Realm.

However, there are only a dozen or so of these rare treasures.

At that time, these spiritual fruits were carefully sealed in exquisite jade boxes and placed in an enormous box in the corner of the supplies.

After Chen Feng carefully examined it, he was overjoyed and his heart was filled with happiness.

You should know that he had seen this spiritual fruit on the school's exchange list before. According to the list, a single Blood Nourishing Fruit would cost 100 battle merits to obtain, not to mention that its stock was already empty.

This clearly demonstrates that the scarcity of such spiritual fruits is beyond imagination!

Chen Feng carefully picked up a Blood Nourishing Fruit and put it in his mouth to chew. He wondered to himself, "What are the magical effects of this legendary Blood Nourishing Fruit?"

"Could it really help me cultivate my bloodline power as rumored?" Filled with anticipation and curiosity, Chen Feng slowly swallowed the small fruit.

At that very moment, a powerful and intense energy surged into his body like a raging torrent, converging directly towards his spine.

This feeling was both unfamiliar and wondrous, causing Chen Feng to tremble slightly. However, he did not panic; instead, he calmed down and carefully sensed the flow of this energy.

When the energy reaches the spine, it seems to find its home; it enters without hesitation and merges with the bone marrow.

Immediately afterwards, an astonishing change quietly occurred—the previously calm blood began to boil as if ignited by a flame, flowing ceaselessly.

Every drop of blood was full of life and vitality, as if it had a sense of self, dancing joyfully.

Chen Feng stared wide-eyed at the miracle unfolding before him. He could clearly feel new blood being continuously generated within his body, and this newly generated blood was of extremely high quality, containing abundant spiritual energy and vitality.

At the same time, he also noticed that his own aura was gradually becoming stronger, and his originally exhausted mental state was greatly improved.

At that moment, Chen Feng took a deep breath, his feet firmly planted on the ground as if rooted to the ground, his hands hanging down naturally, slightly bent, assuming a standard standing posture.

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