Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God
Chapter 131 - 129: Arriving at the Base, Returning Home in Wealth and Honor—Almost There!

Chapter 131: Chapter 129: Arriving at the Base, Returning Home in Wealth and Honor—Almost There!

Dai Sheng replied in a low voice, "We can’t open it now—wait until we reach the base, and you’ll know!"

"Why not? Is it something that can’t be turned into money? Are you trying to scam me?" Li Ying asked through gritted teeth.

Dai Sheng was so annoyed by Li Ying’s pestering that he finally slapped his hand and snapped, "Can’t open it, it’ll cause an anomaly! Got it?"

"Holy shit, an anomaly?" Li Ying shuddered at the words, his eyes gleaming with bright gold, "What’s this item that it can cause anomalies? How much is it worth?"

Dai Sheng rolled his eyes, "If we sell it, it’ll start at at least this amount! But first, we have to make it out alive..."

"Holy shit, where did you get the elixir!"

He stretched out five fingers but was immediately shocked to see Li Ying smirk, pulling out a golden pill from his backpack.

Li Ying swallowed the golden pill, and his unpleasant expression instantly relaxed. The black threads at the edge of his wound rapidly receded and soon vanished.

Hearing Dai Sheng’s astonished question, he chuckled, "Saving it for a life-saving moment.

"If the item you got isn’t worth money or can’t be sold, I would have regretted eating it.

"A Jinyang Small Return Pill, 188 points; reimburse me when we get back!

"It shouldn’t be counted in my share!"

"Bastard!" Dai Sheng fumed with rage.

...

Two days later, Chu Feng had trekked over mountains and through rivers, braving the wind and sleeping outdoors.

Using Wind Concealment, he had killed four Demon Soldiers and one Demon Emissary, bypassing the defense line the Iron Chain Demon set at the border of human and demon territories. Finally, the Human Race base was in sight.

Looking at the iron-grey Human Race buildings aglow with lights on the distant mountain slopes, Chu Feng, filthy all over like a beggar, wept with joy,

"Damn it, I can finally buy some pants to wear! My Vajra White Jade Mace is almost worn flat, ah ah ah!"

Of course, ’worn flat’ was just a joke, but having his butt exposed for five days was still a huge embarrassment for Chu Feng, who had been tamed by human morals.

It was just that no one else had seen it; otherwise, he might’ve had to silence them—to avoid shame!

After all, any Iron Chain Demon who had seen his plight was already dead and gone.

’Maybe when running around naked isn’t embarrassing anymore, I can become a true powerhouse,’ he thought.

Chu Feng chuckled, tied two relatively clean cloths around his waist, one in front and one behind, and wiggled his buttocks to make sure they wouldn’t come untied on the main street.

Then, humming a tune, he hoisted up a large pile of iron chains, activated Wind Concealment, and hurried towards the distant base.

...

After five days of battle over a hundred miles, his True Force was nearly depleted.

Even though he had rested in secluded corners at night to recover some, his current True Force was still dangerously low at 4 (25).

He couldn’t bear to use up the 30 Attribute Points he had finally accumulated without facing any real danger.

If possible, he planned to save these Attribute Points to synthesize the Chaos Scripture after getting out.

While he questioned the power of the Chaos Scripture, he had no doubts about the capability of the Attribute Panel.

Attribute Panel products are always top-quality.

Not to mention, without the Martial Technique trait Wind Concealment, evolved by the Attribute Panel, he wouldn’t have been able to move as freely as fish in water, slaughtering demons like cutting grass in the Iron Chain Demon Domain.

In just five days, his total gains had nearly reached a staggering 15 million!

That’s an achievement that countless Hunters could only reach by risking their lives for two to three years, saving every penny without spending!

And the Wind Concealment trait was only developed by spending 14 Attribute Points to evolve the Human Rank Upper-level Martial Technique Gale Step; it was already so powerful.

The previous double expenditure of Attribute Points had evolved the Peak Perfection realm Sun Destroying Heart Palm and the Mastery Realm Shape-shifting Shadow Move, becoming his most powerful trump cards.

Combining these two, the last Demon Emissary who couldn’t sense spiritual power didn’t even see his face before being hammered to death.

So, how wondrous would the Chaos Scripture be, which would cost 100 Attribute Points and is synthesized from the Seven Great Upper Earth-Rank Techniques?

Chu Feng was very much looking forward to it.

...

Upon reaching a big rock one kilometer away from the base, Chu Feng deactivated his Wind Concealment.

Then he removed his disposable protective mask and tossed it aside, walked around the boulder, and boldly approached the heavily guarded gate of the base.

The protective mask was to prevent inhalation of poisonous gases in the mountains, but since the Human Race base was established in relatively flat terrain, there was no need to wear it inside.

As he walked a short distance forth, warriors coming in and out of the base looked at him with surprise.

He was both amused by his "slit skirt" revealing his two big white legs when he moved and envious of the bulging backpack and the large clump of iron chains on his shoulder.

Many people turned red with envy, especially at the topmost clump of iron chains twinkling with specks of red light, it was clearly of Innate Level!

That was a high-quality material for forging Upper Grade True Artifacts, and it could sell for a high price of four to five million in the hands of an eager buyer!

They had no idea what Chu Feng had in his backpack, or they might have been planning to ambush and rob him just outside the stronghold.

Five days and nights, with a haul worth over thirty million, could simply drive anyone crazy!

Of course, inside the stronghold, no one dared to cause trouble, for the soldiers of the Demon Extermination Army would give them a new lease on life.

Attacking other members of the Human Race within the Human stronghold was equivalent to treason and punishable by death on the spot!

Chu Feng was aware of this rule, so he deliberately placed the Envoy Level iron chains at the very top.

Riches mean nothing if one cannot return home, like wearing fine clothes at night!

Approaching the stronghold’s gate, naturally, a soldier of the Demon Extermination Army stepped out, saluting him respectfully, "Welcome back, warrior!

"Please show your proof of identity!"

To prevent personnel from the Demon Clan’s evil cults from smuggling into the Demon Realm, all warriors who came in for hunting had to be registered.

Without proof of identity and unable to legally verify one’s identity, they too were dealt with as traitors. Those who didn’t resist could live, while those who resisted were executed without mercy.

With one hand, Chu Feng fished a severely damaged proof of identity from the side of his backpack, giving a sheepish smile,

"The battle was a bit intense, and it got damaged accidentally. Can you see it clearly?"

Taking the proof, they saw the dark burn marks and the glaring "Foundation Establishment Realm" written in bold.

Then, looking at the Chu Feng in front of them, his weariness did not hide his sunny smile, and the eye-catching Demon Envoy Level iron chains on his shoulder.

The young soldier responded reverently, "No problem, it’s clear enough. Please, warrior, come inside!

"You can go to the central hall in the stronghold, where you can get a new identity proof free of charge.

"I wish you a prosperous martial journey!"

"Thank you!" Chu Feng returned the salute, striding into the stronghold, his eyes catching a ready-to-wear shop by the roadside, and without hesitation, he turned in.

Pants, I need pants!

After buying a pair of trousers on impulse and changing into them, he felt two hot tears well up in his eyes, "Finally, no more torture for my dear bro!"

...

Afterwards, a relieved Chu Feng, carrying the iron chains, headed straight for the main hall.

He needed to first replace his proof of identity, deposit his spoils of war or send them back to his dormitory at Yan University.

Then have a good meal and a good sleep.

The last five days had been exhausting.

Living in enemy territory, night after night, he had to sleep with one eye open, fearing the Iron Chain Demons that might touch him without him even noticing.

The Iron Chain Demon Domain, though hostile, teemed with various forms of life.

And the more hazardous the environment, the more venomous the local creatures tended to be.

In just five days, he had encountered several extremely ferocious creatures both big and small, such as the Fire Line Snake, the Underground Poisonous Scorpion, and the Black Iron Ant, each carrying its own fiery venom.

If bitten by any of these, the pain could take away half a life.

And these creatures preferred to roam at night, severely affecting his quality of sleep.

If you don’t sleep well, you can’t eat well either.

Most of the fauna and flora in the Iron Chain Demon Domain were toxic to humans, and he was not proficient in identifying what was edible, so he had to survive on dry rations for five days.

Also, because of the hot climate, he was losing fluids rapidly and needed to continuously hydrate; the water he carried was quickly depleted.

This wretched place was arid and severely lacked water. Most of the scarce water sources were buried deep underground and difficult to find.

The parts of the water sources that surfaced were strategic points controlled tightly by the Iron Chain Demon Clan, and Chu Feng had no opportunity to fetch water.

If it wasn’t for the murky water seized from an Iron Chain Demon, he might well have dehydrated.

To be weakened from dehydration in enemy territory was almost certainly a death sentence.

Fortunately, he had survived the ordeal!

Recalling the hardships of these days, he made up his mind: ’Once I get out, I must get a storage ring!’