27: Jiang Hanxi is able to move

Hehehe, hahahaha!!!

Wang Feng almost burst out laughing as he watched Jiang Hanxi's frustrated expression. Not only did he get rewards, but it was also incredibly fun.

Time flew by swiftly...

On the morning thirty days later, Wang Feng was leaning against a tree, looking at his character panel.

Wang Feng

Cultivation/Body Realm: Spirit Gathering Realm Ninth Layer

Cultivation Technique: Chaotic Overlord Body Technique...

Items: Yellow-grade Mid-tier Straight Blade, Low-grade Condensation Spirit Pill, Unranked Soft Bone Pill, big floral pants, Unranked Heavenly Flower Spreading Spring...

source points: 425

Overall Evaluation: Average.

Wang Feng had finally shed the 'chicken' evaluation, and the items listed were those in his storage space.

Over the past month, Wang Feng had already used the source points gained from tasks to open a three-cubic-meter storage space.

It cost a total of three hundred source points.

Today! Is the day I advance to the Condensation Spirit Realm!

Wang Feng took out the Low-grade Condensation Spirit Pill from his storage space. Although it didn't really matter whether he had the pill or not, it would make his breakthrough smoother.

He tossed the pill into his mouth with a flick of his wrist, and soon, the surrounding spiritual energy began to gather.

Jiang Hanxi, who was still meditating with her eyes closed, also sensed the fluctuation of spiritual energy around her.

Seeing that it was Wang Feng breaking through, she didn't disturb him and watched quietly.

Strangely, she couldn't tell which realm Wang Feng was breaking through, which puzzled her greatly.

Crack!

After about an hour of sitting cross-legged on the ground, a crisp sound came from within Wang Feng's body.

Then, the Chaotic Spiritual Power within him began to gather towards his Dantian.

This was the process of congealing spiritual power, hence the name Condensation Spirit Realm.

After reaching the Condensation Spirit Realm, the consumption for flying would not be as great.

Wang Feng observed the spiritual power continuously surging into his Dantian from all directions.

It was a grayish-white Chaotic color, slowly beginning to condense into a mass of spiritual power that looked like both gas and liquid.

His body also underwent a change, turning fiery red.

It was as if he had been burned by fire, and the blood and qi within him surged, seemingly gurgling.

Jiang Hanxi, observing from outside, was astonished. Was this dual cultivation of Law and body?

She had seen Wang Feng release spiritual power before, and now his body was strengthening, so she naturally concluded that Wang Feng was a dual cultivator.

She thought of the corpse in her Divine Sea Space, who was also a dual cultivator.

He had just broken through to the Great Emperor Realm not long ago and had heavily injured her, almost killing her.

If he hadn't been too arrogant, he might have actually killed her.

Dual cultivation is divided into two types of people. The first type is incredibly monstrous.

They cultivate both spiritual and body cultivation to a realm that can be called a great power, making it simple to fight across realms.

The second type has limited potential. If their talent is insufficient, they are destined to be cut off from realms above the Yuansan Realm for life.

Or, if they give up one aspect, they might still be able to cultivate to the Saint King Realm.

So, are you the former, or... the latter?

Jiang Hanxi thought to herself as she watched Wang Feng breaking through. She still wished for Wang Feng to become the former.

"Hehe, Fairy Sister, I've broken through to the Gathering Spirit Realm. Am I awesome?"

Wang Feng opened his eyes and happily reported the good news to Jiang Hanxi. He didn't plan to tell her his true realm.

"Mm."

Jiang Hanxi responded indifferently.

Wang Feng wasn't discouraged. He felt the sensation of his recent breakthrough.

It was indeed very refreshing, feeling as if his whole body was filled with inexhaustible power.

He glanced at Jiang Hanxi's skirt hem, wondering if the black stockings would smell, and if Jiang Hanxi would get athlete's foot.

Probably not, since he hadn't smelled anything for so many days, and Jiang Hanxi's white dress was clearly made of a special material.

It hadn't gotten dirty even after wearing it for so long. He had originally wanted to use this opportunity to tease her.

"Fairy Sister, we haven't bathed in a long time. I feel so dirty all over."

Wang Feng instantly felt a gaze shooting directly at him. Who else could it be but Jiang Hanxi?

This silly boy actually wanted to wash her body.

A hint of anger rose in Jiang Hanxi's heart. This silly boy was really becoming more and more presumptuous.

In a few more days, she would be able to move. At that time, she would definitely make him suffer a bit.

"You can wash yourself. I'm not dirty."

Jiang Hanxi naturally rejected Wang Feng's suggestion, and she truly wasn't dirty.

"Alright then."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Jiang Hanxi breathed a sigh of relief. If he really forced it, she would have no way.

Plop!

Wang Feng plunged headfirst into the small river. This was a new small river. They had traveled a lot in the past thirty-odd days.

It was just that for some reason, there were very few cities nearby; they hadn't seen any despite searching for so long.

Wang Feng took out a one-origin-point scented towel that he had refreshed from the system's mall during these thirty days and began to bathe.

From time to time, he would also dive into the water and toss a few fish onto the bank.

Smelling the unknown fresh scent on the towel, Wang Feng's heart calmed down a little.

He wondered whether his favorability with Jiang Hanxi had slightly increased or greatly decreased these past few days.

Sigh~, who cares, I'll take advantage of her weakness first. Anyway, I'll enjoy myself first, no matter what her favorability is.

Life is only so long, and I still have to cultivate. How can I not find more fun things to do?

Anyway, Wang Feng couldn't. He had the system backing him up, so he wasn't afraid of not being able to cultivate.

Wang Feng put the towel back into the three-cubic-meter storage space.

He then took out a new one, soaked it in water, and wrung it dry.

Ashore!

Wang Feng, wearing a pair of big floral pants, swam back towards the bank.

He put on his clothes and walked towards Jiang Hanxi, carrying a towel in his hand.

"I'll wipe your arms and face for you. I won't touch your body."

"No need."

Jiang Hanxi wanted to dodge, but she was willing but powerless. She watched Wang Feng's demonic hand get closer and closer to her.

Wang Feng folded the towel into a square and lifted her fair, tender arm.

It had to be said, this arm was truly fair, tender, and good to touch. Wang Feng admitted that he felt he was indeed a bit perverted.

But it didn't matter; he wasn't a gentleman anyway.

However, Wang Feng didn't push his luck to the point of reaching inside her body.

Such things could only be done when she was unconscious; they couldn't be done now.

The cold towel wiped Jiang Hanxi's body. Jiang Hanxi didn't speak, knowing that no matter how much she scolded, it wouldn't hurt this silly boy.

Over the past month, her emotions had fluctuated more than they had in tens of thousands of years.

Panic, anger, annoyance, regret, discomfort, speechlessness, fragility, powerlessness, resistance (ineffective), and... a little bit of happiness.

However, when he was about to wipe her face with the towel, Jiang Hanxi still wanted to stop him.

She actually raised her hand, though it looked very difficult.

"Fairy Sister, you can move!"

Wang Feng's tone was cheerful, but in his heart, he thought, 'MMP, it's over, the journey of teasing is about to end.'

Next up was the journey of escape.

Jiang Hanxi struggled to grab Wang Feng's arm, her face cold as she spoke in a low voice: "I said, I don't need it."

The surrounding spiritual energy slowly gathered. This was a sign that Jiang Hanxi was recovering.

"Fairy Sister, since you've recovered, I'll be leaving then. The fish are for you to eat. Bye-bye!"

Wang Feng retreated sharply, watching Jiang Hanxi slowly stand up from the ground, then turned and ran.

Although he was already in the Condensation Spirit Realm now, Wang Feng didn't dare to fight someone who had such a powerful weapon, and she probably had many trump cards he didn't know about.

"Why are you running!"

Jiang Hanxi stood in place, watching Wang Feng's retreating figure and snorting.

This silly boy wasn't like this when he was teasing her.

Wang Feng ignored Jiang Hanxi, disappearing from her sight in a few blinks, his trace difficult to find.

Jiang Hanxi helplessly sat down to stabilize her aura, calling out Cold Sword to stand by her side, placing it in a position where she could reach it at any time.

She remained sitting motionlessly until nightfall. Only then did Jiang Hanxi stand up from the ground.

She glanced around, then took a few steps forward...

Strange, why do my legs feel so uncomfortable?

Jiang Hanxi took a few more steps, feeling the sensation coming from her legs. It was definitely different from how she used to walk.

She lifted her skirt, and two black silk stockings were on her legs, all the way down to her feet.

Suddenly, the air around Jiang Hanxi cooled down a few degrees; it was genuinely colder.

It was due to the spiritual energy she invisibly emitted, which lowered the temperature.

Jiang Hanxi took off her shoes and then pulled off both black silk stockings.

If Wang Feng had been there, he probably would have had another nosebleed.

Jiang Hanxi looked at the two black silk stockings in her hand, which still retained some warmth.

She didn't know what material they were made of; they didn't smell even after being worn for over thirty days.

They had also absorbed Jiang Hanxi's body scent.

"Wang~ Feng~!!"

Jiang Hanxi stood in place, looking in the direction Wang Feng had left, gritting her teeth and calling out his full name for the first time.

She finally understood why that silly boy had run so fast.

Looking at the garments in her hand, Jiang Hanxi thought for a moment.

Finally, she put the black silk stockings into her Divine Sea Space and quickly left the spot by stepping onto Cold Sword.