Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 523 - 0525 Mo Fang’s Request

Chapter 523: Chapter 0525 Mo Fang’s Request

Wu Chi’s concentration was indeed commendable, but, of course, he did not quite understand what Chu Feng was talking about. After all, he did not shop online, nor did he idle away his time watching TV.

Wu Chi said, "Benefactor, I just have some difficulties that I need your help with. I mean no harm."

Chu Feng sneered repeatedly and said, "So you have no ill intent now, but by the time I answer your questions, will you then be full of ill intent? I’ve seen plenty of people like you; nothing but shameless."

Wu Chi said, "Benefactor, I genuinely mean no harm. Matters of the past generation are over, and my master has also been punished."

Chu Feng said, "But I think the punishment was not enough since that was never yours to begin with. What you have come to understand now doesn’t belong to you either. You take what belongs to others and seek their guidance. Do you think you are more shameless, or am I?"

Wu Chi said, "Benefactor, you are too fixated."

Chu Feng sneered and, while preparing for defense, said, "Is it that I’m too fixated, or are you too shameless? We both know the truth. You came to me, and I do not wish to help you. You may leave now."

With a sigh, Wu Chi said, "Then, I have no choice but to offend."

Chu Feng said, "Just like I thought, a true chip off the old block, as shameless as your master."

"Whoosh!"

But before Chu Feng could finish speaking, Wu Chi had already vanished from sight.

However, no matter how fast Wu Chi was, could he be faster than Chu Feng’s Divine Sense? Obviously not.

Chu Feng raised his fists to the sky, channeling all his Spiritual Energy into them.

"Bang!"

Chu Feng and Wu Chi’s fists collided, emitting a thunderous boom, and the intense surge of Spiritual Energy caused the stone shards beneath Chu Feng’s feet to shatter.

A neat circle with a diameter of one meter appeared around Chu Feng as the center.

"Break!"

Chu Feng, feeling the overwhelming Spiritual Energy from Wu Chi, roared suddenly. The Little Golden Core in his Dantian began spinning frantically, pushing back with even more tremendous Spiritual Energy.

Little Golden Core was a name Chu Feng had made up himself.

Wu Chi, feeling the Spiritual Energy thicker than his own pushing back, suddenly changed in color. He then tried to retreat, but Chu Feng was faster, propelling his fists directly toward Wu Chi’s chest.

"Bang!"

The punch hit Wu Chi’s chest directly, the Spiritual Energy pouring into it, making Wu Chi feel as if his whole being was being torn apart, his organs nearly crushed.

Enduring the pain, Wu Chi also struck a palm against Chu Feng’s shoulder.

"Crack!"

Chu Feng’s shoulder was dislocated upon impact.

"Whoosh!"

Wu Chi was sent flying backward, while Chu Feng stood in place, sweating profusely.

"Pfft!"

Wu Chi spat blood, his footing unsteady.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng, enduring the pain, quickly set his dislocated shoulder back in place.

"Master, a fist fears a fit youth, you really have grown old," Chu Feng said with a smile.

Wu Chi stood still and said, "I’m not as ruthless as you. You used a mutually destructive method, which resulted in even greater injuries for me."

In fact, Chu Feng had no other choice. Wu Chi was likely at the Earth Level Mid-Stage, while Chu Feng had just entered the Earth Level; he was simply no match for Wu Chi.

If he hadn’t used such a mutually destructive technique, Chu Feng really wouldn’t have known how else he could have won.

"Benefactor, just now, the old monk had a chance to break your neck, but I held back, which should be sufficient to prove that I had no ill intentions," Wu Chi said.

Chu Feng said, "Master, do you think if a robber decorates himself nicely, he can change the fact that he was once a robber? Master, I can’t agree to your request, and I won’t let you break my neck. If you want to fight, we can continue. You can try and see if you can still break my neck."

Just then, both Wu Chi and Chu Feng heard the sound of climbing. Clearly, Ma Hong and his group had heard the noise and climbed up from below.

"I won’t give up," Wu Chi left those words behind and then jumped off the cliff.

"Master, are you really that troubled? I’m not giving you a hundred bucks, but you don’t have to jump off a cliff," Chu Feng yelled after him.

Wu Chi’s body remained steady, showing no change from Chu Feng’s words.

Chu Feng shook his head and said, "Talking to such an antiquity, no matter how much you provoke him, it’s useless. I hope when he goes back, he can look up the story behind the hundred bucks himself."

In fact, after Wu Chi went back, he really did look up the story behind the hundred bucks.

When he understood what it was about, even with Wu Chi’s composure, the muscles on his face twisted.

"Brother, are you alright?" Ma Hong came up with his men and asked with concern upon seeing the situation at the top.

Chu Feng stealthily wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, turned around with a smile, and said, "I’m fine. Just had an old shameless guy here, but I’ve chased him away."

After a pause, Chu Feng said, "Brother Ma, I’m planning to go back to East River tomorrow. Can you help me make some arrangements?"

In reality, Chu Feng had already delayed a day’s worth of classes, partly to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough, and partly because he wanted to see what Wu Chi was really up to.

Reluctant to part, Ma Hong said, "Bro, you’ve finally come; stay a few more days here."

Chu Feng laughed and said, "Don’t forget, Brother Ma, my main job right now is still that of a student. A student’s job is to study, and for such an excellent student as myself, if I skip classes, the teachers will miss me."

Ma Hong laughed heartily and said, "Alright. Brother, I’ll arrange it, but it’s no big deal. The first batch of raw materials, I will send to Songjiang with Fatty Tang. When we arrive, we’ll visit you."

Chu Feng said, "That’s great; when the time comes, as the host, I’ll definitely treat you well. But places like Yunshuang, I can’t take you there. It wouldn’t be good if my girlfriend found out."

Ma Hong laughed heartily again, then he and Chu Feng returned to the temporary camp below.

Ma Hong’s men had already arrived, over a hundred skilled fighters; even if Kanni brought another eight hundred men over, Ma Hong wouldn’t have to worry.

Moreover, Ma Hong had secured a batch of supplies through his channels. This place had indeed turned into a small military base.

Kang Xuesong didn’t last as long as Fatty Tang had anticipated. By the next morning, he had succumbed to a heart attack and died.

The next morning, Ma Hong was prepared to send Chu Feng back. Fatty Tang was initially going to follow, but there was more work to be done here, so he stayed behind.

This time, Ma Hong and Chu Feng returned using official channels and didn’t have to smuggle themselves back.

After arriving in Yunxi, Chu Feng, unable to refuse Ma Hong, stayed for lunch at the Ma Family’s home.

"Young Master Chu." Just as Chu Feng had finished lunch and was preparing to leave, Mo Fang came looking for him.