Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 247 Hypocritical Petty Person

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 Hypocritical Petty Person

It seems that my Fast Sword Technique has not yet been mastered to perfection.

Chu Feng, deriving inferences from one instance, immediately realized that his practice of the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill was a bit too eager, and he had not truly grasped its Ultimate Secret.

"Old sir, please accept my bow!" Chu Feng held his hands together at shoulder level, bent over, and gave a deep bow to the old woodcutter.

Because of a small act of kindness in helping the old woodcutter chop wood, he had unexpectedly gained such a tremendous reward.

The old woodcutter’s advice was more valuable than over ten years of arduous cultivation. Moreover, even after a decade of hard work, one might not be able to comprehend such profound meanings of the Heavy Sword.

"Young man, get up quickly, you’re giving me too much honor! I’m just a woodcutter, and I merely shared a few experiences from chopping wood," the old woodcutter said with exceptional humility.

Next, Chu Feng, holding his Heavy Sword, started chopping trees again.

The power of each slash continued to grow, something he had never even dared to imagine before.

This also showed that Chu Feng had grasped the old woodcutter’s guidance. What remained was continuous practice to truly integrate the deep meaning of swordsmanship he had learned into his Swordsmanship.

Crack! Crack~!

The thick Camphor tree crashed down with an incredibly intimidating noise.

Boom!

The fallen Camphor tree stirred up a cloud of dust into the air.

"Old sir, do you just need the trunk, or do you want these branches as well?" Chu Feng wiped sweat off his forehead.

He was inexperienced in chopping wood and had to ask for specifics.

"In addition to the trunk, these thicker branches can be sold for money too. If you have other things to do, please feel free to go, I can handle the chopping myself. You have already helped a lot by felling this big tree for me!"

The old woodcutter expressed his gratitude.

Having received guidance from the man, Chu Feng naturally refused to leave. He believed in helping others to the end, sending the Buddha to the west.

He immediately swung his sword to help the old woodcutter process the felled tree.

He chopped the thick branches and bundled them together.

Upon trying to lift them, he found they were extremely heavy.

They must weigh at least a thousand pounds.

And this was just from the branches; the thick trunk must be even heavier.

"Alright, young man, thank you for being willing to stop and help an old man like me. I don’t have much to repay your kindness, this map has been passed down in my family. I can’t understand much of it, but keep it safe with you. If you encounter life and death danger in the Demon Suppression Mountain Range, take it out and have a look, it might offer you some assistance."

The old woodcutter handed an ancient animal skin map to Chu Feng. Heaving, he carried the bundle of branches on his back, and then dragging the long and thick heavy trunk, he headed out of the mountains.

Deep tracks were left on the ground where he walked.

Watching the old woodcutter leave, Chu Feng’s face was filled with shock. The tree trunk weighed at least tens of thousands of pounds, and even Chu Feng would struggle to move it, yet this mysterious old woodcutter dragged it along with apparent ease.

"This old man is probably a hidden expert. ’The grandest form of hiding is to hide in the marketplace, the lesser form is to hide in the woods.’ The old woodcutter is certainly no ordinary person."

Chu Feng looked at the animal skin map in his hands, and saw a tower drawn upon it, with seven layers inside.

But, this tower was unlike regular towers; it was standing inverted.

The animal skin map detailed the route inside the tower. Chu Feng didn’t know its purpose, yet he believed the old woodcutter gave him this map with profound implications. He then carefully put away the map and started to stride after Liu Qiang and the others.

Liu Qiang and his group could never have imagined that Chu Feng had gained a great opportunity from a small act of kindness.

Such an opportunity is something that those selfish and opportunistic people could never obtain.

...

An hour later, Chu Feng caught up with Liu Qiang and the others.

At the moment, they were sitting and resting under a large tree. Three people were injured, and there was a black Bloodsucking Demon Bat as large as a washbasin lying on the ground. It looked like a devil, fierce and terrifying.

It had been killed, with gurgling black blood spouting from the heart area.

It seemed that before Chu Feng arrived, a battle had taken place here. Liu Qiang and the others were likely ambushed by the Demon Bat.

"Captain, with so many of us encountering a Demon Bat, several people got injured. If Chu Feng is alone behind us, could he be in danger?"

"Should we go back and support him?"

The female team member, with average looks, said while wiping the blood off her sword.

"Zi Yan, you better just look after yourself! Chu Feng is probably already dead," Lin Yuan said, with a torn sleeve and a deep scratch exposed on his arm.

He must have been injured by the Demon Bat during the battle.

"Chu Feng doesn’t follow orders and insists on playing the good Samaritan, helping that Old woodcutter chop wood. If anything happens, it’s his own fault," another person said coldly. It was Han Dong, who had been mostly silent in the group.

This man was burly and had appeared quite friendly to Chu Feng.

But he turned out to be an outright villain, speaking ill of Chu Feng behind his back.

And he was particularly ruthless.

Sometimes, appearances are indeed deceiving. One can’t judge by the surface alone.

Chu Feng overheard their discussion and gained a clearer understanding of the members of this team.

He deliberately made his footsteps heavier, and they were soon noticed by Liu Qiang and the rest of the team.

"Someone’s coming!" Liu Qiang’s strength was the strongest, as he was the first to detect Chu Feng’s footsteps.

If Chu Feng hadn’t deliberately made his footsteps louder, Liu Qiang might have had to wait until Chu Feng was even closer to notice him.

This also showed the gap in strength between the two.

After all, Chu Feng had nine Fake Sword Veins, each of which was filled with Sword Qi.

He had barely survived, paying a tremendous price to achieve this, and naturally, his strength was not something his peers could compare with. You reap what you sow.

Chu Feng had put in far more effort than Liu Qiang and the others, so his strength was naturally stronger.

"Chu Feng, you’ve finally arrived! We were just worried about you!" Han Dong greeted him warmly with a smile.

If Chu Feng had not overheard Han Dong speak ill of him so ruthlessly just now, he might have actually been fooled by him.

"I’m glad you’re okay, but next time don’t leave the team so easily!" Liu Qiang spoke with a somewhat cold attitude.

He believed his authority as the team leader had been challenged.

On the other hand, Zi Yan, who had previously suggested going back to support Chu Feng, now showed indifference, as if Chu Feng’s life and death had nothing to do with her.

"Junior Brother Chu, you scared me to death. We just encountered an attack from the Demon Bat, and I was so worried about you," He Ruoshui said as she sashayed over with a swaying waist.

"Hmm!"

Chu Feng just nodded to Liu Qiang in response, after all, he still had to stay in this team. He couldn’t afford to fall out with Liu Qiang completely.

"Squeak squeak~!"

Suddenly, a series of sharp squeals like those of rats, followed by heavy flapping sounds, came from the woods on the left.