ent, inside which a milky white qi runs.
This qi is so purified that no other qi can compare.

That means he has regained wudo of the Tong Mai third sky level

‘Recovered! My qi passageways have recovered!’

He is thrilled like a man who sees a beam of light in the darkness.

‘Hahaha…I knew it! I knew there was hope, I can avenge my family if I regain all my wudo! Father, are you watching now? The heaven has not abandoned me!’

He laughs.
He is a teenage boy who cannot hide his happiness.

Mu Feng then takes a deep breath, he runs qi inside his passageways.
The qi flows into his palm, a pale white light then appears above his palm.

‘Tong Mai Fist!’

Mu Feng punches on the thick trunk of the yellow pear tree in the center of the yard.


The punch heavily dents the hard tree trunk, leaves fall down from the tree.

Mu Feng is surprised by the power of his fist.

Whenever one qi passageway is constructed, the strength grows significantly, one qi passageway can increase its power by about 100 kg.

Now he has three reconstructed qi passageways, it should explode with 300 kg power.

To his surprise, the power of his punch is not weaker than the Tong Mai fifth sky and maybe is as strong as the sixth sky .

‘What a purified energy, the weakest punch of Tong Mai can unleash such power, how powerful it will be if I use the more complicated and advanced wudo?’

Mu Feng murmurs, he is puzzled and excited.
But, he thinks he knows the reason, this energy is multiple times more purified than what he practiced before, while the volume of his qi passageways is also ten times larger than that of ordinary people, therefore, he can unleash more power than other people.

‘The sacred book of Asura, what is this book? Is it the legendary mantra of the mystery level?’

His family’s mantra is of the yellow level, and it is a very powerful mantra.

However, the level of mystery is more powerful than the mantra of iron blood.
As for the higher levels – the level of earth and level of the sky, their powers is beyond his imagination.
Maybe even if you sell the whole kingdom of Nan Ling, you still cannot buy a mantra of the sky level.

‘This mantra is blood-thirsty.
If I want to heal all my qi passageways, I need to kill and absorb blood.
What a pity that I cannot fight in the battlefield now, or I would reconstruct all twelve qi passageways and regain my wudo within a year! But, this mantra is not some kind of evil practice, is it?’

Mu Feng frowns, he never heard of a mantra that can refine qi by absorbing the blood of living things.

‘Whatever! As long as it can help me regain my wudo and avenge my family, I will practice it whether it is evil or not.
There is no good mantra or bad mantra, only whether the man who practices them is good or bad.’

Mu Feng looks up, the autumn sun is as red as blood, the sun lights the handsome face, shining brightly.

The boy smiles, ‘Father, you can rest in peace now, Feng will never give up, the Mu family will never fall!’


As Mu Feng is walking into his room, the door of his courtyard opens and some uninvited people step in.

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