Chapter 77: Monstrous Strength of 10,000 Jin!
Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu
'Come out!'
With a thought, Extreme Arctic Frost appeared before Bei Feng, landing in his palms.
Strands of chilling Frost Qi immediately flowed from the spear into his arm, but were immediately broken apart by Bei Feng's robust blood and qi!
"It still feels a little forced, but I'm getting there," Bei Feng swung the long spear about as he muttered to himself. "My strength should not be any lower than 10,000 jin right now!"
He made a rough estimation based on Extreme Arctic Frost's weight.
Extreme Arctic Frost weighed over 3,600 jin, but Bei Feng was already able to wield it freely. Although it was a little strenuous if he were to continue using it for a longer period of time, this was already an unthinkable achievement!
Having 10,000 jin of strength did not mean that he would be able to pick up something that was 10,000 jin heavy. Extreme Arctic Frost's weight was "only" a third of his strength, but although he could carry it around for a short period of time, using it for extended periods would result in him exhausting his strength very quickly.
After a quick bath, Bei Feng continued playing with Extreme Arctic Frost, as though he were a child on a Christmas night.
"Guu...!"
A series of loud noises from his stomach told him that it was time to eat.
Bei Feng stopped playing with the spear and rubbed his stomach. Only now did he feel the pangs of hunger. Putting the spear away, he arrived at the basement.
With a thought, Extreme Arctic Frost appeared in his hands again.
"Puchi!"
Bei Feng drew his spear over the Variant Giant Salamander lightly, easily slicing off a large piece of flesh!
It was like a hot knife slicing through butter; there was no resistance at all!
Bei Feng had a "it'll be so convenient to cut things in the future" gleeful look on his face as he turned to exit the basement.
When he thought back to the time when he had to use an electric cutter to cut the demonic beasts' flesh, he could not help but cringe in shame.
Since he was about to go crazy with hunger, Bei Feng turned around and sliced off another chunk of flesh before finally walking out of the basement.
"Pa!"
The chopping block directly broke into two as Bei Feng brought the chopper down onto the meat.
After much cursing and swearing, Bei Feng finally managed to cut the Giant Salamander meat into small cubes which he threw onto the wok. After adding the complementary ingredients, he hurriedly fanned the fire to hasten the cooking.
Half an hour later, Bei Feng carefully carried the dish to his room. A pot of medicinal wine had been set to boil for a period of time, and he poured himself a big bowl of soup as he sat down with the large dish of meat.
"Pa!"
The chopsticks in his hands broke into two...
"Pa!"
The rice bowl shattered into five pieces...
'F*ck, I can't believe this!'
Bei Feng had an ugly look on his face. He knew that his body had grown stronger in too short a period of time, and he had yet to familiarize himself with his newfound strength. But, wasn't this a bit too exaggerated?
Following the bowl and chopsticks breaking apart, he became much more careful as he ate. Somehow, eating a bowl of rice had turned into quite a strenuous act.
The medicinal wine was a faint shade of amber. With its color and thick fragrance, it was like a fine wine which had been set to age for several years--it tasted light, yet had a nice kick to it.
"The Variant Giant Salamander meat is completely useless to my current self. It can only be used to fill my stomach at most. But this medicinal wine, on the other hand, is really not bad!"
Bei Feng looked at the last mouthful of the amber liquid in the bowl and carefully tipped it over his lips, draining every last drop in one gulp.
At first, he thought that the wine refined from the giant centipede and the ugly toad would definitely taste strange, if not disgusting. But who would have imagined that it would actually be so fragrant and smooth, with an extremely pure taste?
The cheap wine which he had bought off the street had been pushed to the limits of how much it could be refined. It no longer tasted anything like a village farmer's wine.
Although it was very nutritious, a single pot of wine still did not bring about much changes to the current Bei Feng. But this was also within his expectations.
Having eaten and drank his fill, he returned to his room for the night.
"Bang!"
He had reached out and pulled on the bedroom door as usual, but the entire doorway suddenly collapsed, leaving Bei Feng standing in the middle of a pile of rubble, staring about with a stupid look on his face.
"BOOM!"
A thunderous sound rang out across the old mansion in the middle of the night.
"What the hell happened? Did I hit something while flipping over or was it because I stretched out my leg?!"
Bei Feng looked around speechlessly as he surveyed his destroyed bedroom.
Rubbing his eyes sleepily, he directly pulled the covers over his head and continued sleeping.
For the first time in a long time, Bei Feng directly slept till the sun was high in the sky, not bothering to wake up early to practice Minor Illumination Breathing Technique.
Stretching lazily, he walked out of the door-less bedroom with a blank look on his face.
"Bai Xiang, the three of them are not back yet?"
Bei Feng saw Bai Xiang who was busying himself in the kitchen.
As for what Bai Xiang was busying himself with, it was naturally the mess which Bei Feng had created last night. He had went to bed directly after cooking and eating that sumptuous supper, leaving all the dishes and cooking utensils in the kitchen.
"Well, let's not bother with them. How about the two of us spar for a while first?"
Bei Feng smiled sheepishly. This time, he was confident that he would be able to beat Bai Xiang!
"Sure!"
Bai Xiang's eyes also lit up in delight. In his opinion, Bei Feng was definitely much better at taking a beating than the three Mystics. When he fought with them, he had to hold back his strength constantly in fear of turning them into invalids by accident. That was not a comfortable feeling at all!
'Strange, Boss seems a little different today... forget it, it's probably just my imagination.'
Bai Xiang quickly put down his work and ran to the yard excitedly.
Half an hour later, Bai Xiang was lying on the ground, his expression one of complete gloom. He simply laid there, looking up at the clouds and did not get up for a long time.
Bei Feng had his hands clasped behind his back and whistled a small tune as he left the crime scene.
The short half an hour was simply a nightmare for Bai Xiang. He had been completely dominated from the first move, and had not stood a chance of winning at all!
At first, Bai Xiang thought that he had simply been too used to restraining his strength, and so had not been using his full strength. But towards the end, he realized that he was only a punching bag for Bei Feng, and he was actually completely unable to fight back!
Although Bei Feng was not using a Martial Technique, his strength was greater than Bai Xiang, and his also held the advantage in speed. Thus, even though Bai Xiang had used his Golden Geng Immortal Body, he was still no match for Bei Feng!
He couldn't even land a punch on his opponent, and was instead knocked to the ground with a single punch.
Bei Feng was in an extremely good mood. One must always return whatever others gave! If he was given a beating, it would be impolite not to return the favor when he became stronger.
By the time the sun had risen three poles high and it was already late in the morning, Bai Xiang finally pulled his heavy body up and returned to his room. [1]
"Boss, Mystic Two and I had also succeeded! This technique is really extremely amazing!"
Mystic Three burst into the mansion, his face filled with excitement.
"En, got it. But I think the two of you should go and take a bath first."
Bei Feng scrunched his nose in disgust as he pointed to the bathroom.
By the time lunch came around, everybody's spirit and motivation was so high it was shocking!
The Variant Giant Salamander was not like the Imperial Shrimp. It contained far less energy, and even Mystic One and the rest could eat a huge plate of meat by themselves. Of course, if the minions could stomach so much food, then there was no need to mention the two boss-level characters, Bei Feng and Bai Xiang.
Tens of jin of meat was quickly wiped off the table by these few hungry ghosts. Bei Feng also broke a few more bowls and chopsticks, causing him no small amount of irritation. [ED/N: Jin = 0.5 kg]
Having eaten the meal, Bei Feng moved to the yard to practice the movement sets of Minor Illumination Breathing Technique. His every move and stroke now contained huge amounts of power!
Those slow movements created clear and crisp snapping sounds as he moved about.
Once again, he raised his hands above his head as he imagined himself holding an Archaic Immortal Mountain, with which to send smashing downwards.
"Bam!"
His arms had not even lowered before his entire body was smashed into the ground.
'What the hell?'
Bei Feng climbed to his feet, his face speckled with bits of mud. Luckily, his body had become much stronger, so he had not sustained any injuries.
'I thought that the reason I was unable to execute this move in the past was because I did not have sufficient strength. But now that I've become so much stronger, why is the force still so big?!'
Bei Feng could not figure out what the problem was.
[1] ED/N: Pole as in bamboo pole. Like, the sun was 3 times as high in the sky as the tip of an average bamboo. In other words, if you stack 3 bamboo poles one on top of the other and look at it from a distance, the sun would be just above them.