My Rich, And Beautiful Wife

C430 Benefactor!



C430 Benefactor!

Jiang Ziqiu opened the heavy door of the private room and stood forward. He said loudly to the people in the hall below, "Everyone! There is a person here who said that he had been to the ancient city, so he wants to consult Sect Master Zheng and see if it is true!"    

    

The door of the private room on the second floor was a fence. Below the fence was the main hall.    

    

Jiang Ziqiu sneered in his heart at this moment.    

    

If so many people present watched him brag, he would definitely be so embarrassed that his face would turn red. He would find a hole to hide in.    

    

All the people here were hidden experts.    

    

He was merely an Inner Strength Martial Disciple, how could he put on an act?    

    

At this moment.    

    

Everyone looked at Jiang Ziqiu and the door of the private room.    

    

In the private room, Dung Haimei frowned and said unhappily, "Are you crazy? Don't you know that he has an 'enemy' here and it is not convenient for him to show himself?"    

    

"I have no choice. I really can't stand his bragging. He forced me to do this."    

    

Jiang Ziqiu shrugged.    

    

He looked at Qin Feng.    

    

Qin Feng felt a headache coming on.    

    

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have bet with this idiot.    

    

What if the Lady Boss recognized him when he appeared in such a large crowd?    

    

Jiang Ziqiu saw the worry on his face and was even more certain that he was bragging. He said, "What? Afraid that Sect Master Zheng will expose us? You don't dare to come out? In that case, should we increase the stakes? When you come out, let Sect Leader Zheng be quiet, as if I have lost. I will kowtow on the spot and admit my mistake and call you big brother. How about it? "    

    

... ""    

    

Qin Feng sighed.    

    

Now that things had come to this point, he had to show his face.    

    

He only hoped that the Lady Boss and her daughter were not in the shop.    

    

Qin Feng put down the chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and rinsed his mouth. After that, he stood up and walked out of the private room.    

    

He went to the fence at the door.    

    

Jiang Ziqiu excitedly raised his head and smiled. He then said to Zheng Aotian in the hall below, "Sect Master Zheng, he has also been to the ancient city?"    

    

"Hahahaha..."    

    

Before Zheng Aotian could do anything, the others couldn't help but laugh out loud.    

    

Many of them were at the Half Step Master, and the weakest among them was a general. Who knew that there were still a few grandmasters here?    

    

With just a glance, one could tell that Qin Feng was only an inner disciple.    

    

Out of the thirty Grandmasters in the ancient city, only Zheng Aotian was left alive. How could a mere Inner Strength Martial Disciple like him have been there before?    

    

Jiang Ziqiu smiled even more happily. He said to Qin Feng, "This time, let's see how you are going to act cool!"    

    

Who knew?    

    

He had just finished speaking.    

    

Suddenly, everyone heard a "putong" sound.    

    

They turned around to look.    

    

They were surprised to see Zheng Aotian kneeling on the ground and cupping his fists. He said to Qin Feng, "Benefactor!"    

    

What? !    

    

Everyone was stupefied.    

    

He, a Grandmaster, the Sect Chief of a generation, actually knelt down in front of Qin Feng!    

    

And, he even called him... benefactor?!    

    

"It's great to be able to see benefactor again!"    

    

Zheng Aotian said again.    

    

Seeing so many people, they all looked at him blankly. He explained with a smile, "Didn't I just say that a genius from the heavens has appeared? It made it so that we wouldn't die so quickly and lead us out of this place? That's right, it was this benefactor. "    

    

..." "    

    

Everyone looked at Qin Feng in unison, their eyes filled with disbelief.    

    

Jiang Ziqiu's jaw almost dropped to the ground.    

    

It turned out that Qin Feng had not only gone to the ancient city.    

    

He was also Zheng Aotian's saviour!    

    

He had lost a lot this time...    

    

"Alright."    

    

Qin Feng did not want to stay here for too long. He said to Zheng Aotian, "I will go and rest first. If there is nothing else, don't disturb me. I am too tired."    

    

He said.    

    

He went to the stairs on the third floor.    

    

Jiang Ziqiu stared blankly at his back as he left, unable to say a single word.    

    

He suddenly realized that compared to Qin Feng, he was like an ant.    

    

Qin Feng did not even ask him to fulfill his promise of kneeling down and calling him brother, nor did he ask him to scram. He just treated him like air, completely ignoring him just like before.    

    

Tiny.    

    

In his eyes, he was too small.    

    

At night.    

    

Lin Xue'er was still sleeping.    

    

There were two beds in the room, and Qin Feng was sitting cross-legged on the other bed, cultivating.    

    

Now that he had a few hundred blood bodhi of different sizes, he could use them to increase his cultivation.    

    

He had once heard from the retired monk of Dragon Tiger Village.    

    

For those with poor aptitude, consuming blood bodhi would often cause them to go berserk.    

    

Only those with good aptitudes could suppress its power.    

    

This was enough to show just how much power it contained.    

    

Qin Feng naturally did not think that his talent was bad, so he tried to consume it.    

    

A blood bodhi entered his mouth and quickly melted.    

    

Qin Feng immediately closed his eyes and circulated his aura, starting to refine the blood bodhi's power.    

    

Indeed!    

    

The blood bodhi's power was beyond his imagination!    

    

His body immediately turned fiery red, faintly emitting a red light.    

    

Fortunately, his talent was excellent, so he quickly refined it.    

    

Two hours later.    

    

All the energy refined by the blood bodhi was absorbed into the Qi Sea in his dantian.    

    

Qin Feng stopped cultivating and let out a long breath.    

    

"So strong!"    

    

He opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.    

    

Not only was he lamenting the power contained within the blood bodhi, he was lamenting the Qi Sea in his dantian!    

    

Logically speaking...    

    

This blood bodhi's power was enough to allow a person to rise from a martial master to a general.    

    

As for him...    

    

His dantian, Qi Sea, was like a vast ocean. Even though the blood bodhi was unable to fill it up, he was still the lowest Inner Strength Martial Disciple.    

    

"If this continues, I don't know how long it will take for me to break through."    

    

Qin Feng sighed.    

    

Previously, he was not that anxious about his cultivation base.    

    

Because even if he didn't have a cultivation base, with his bloodline and the abilities he had learned over the years, he could still be very strong.    

    

However.    

    

Ever since he had seen the Fire Qilin, he had longed to become stronger from the bottom of his heart.    

    

The Divine Beast Qilin was a legendary item.    

    

Then...    

    

This meant that he might encounter other legendary items in the future. At that time, he would only be able to rely on his bloodline power and would not be able to resist them.    

    

That was why he wanted to cultivate.    

    

Next.    

    

He might as well continue refining the blood bodhi.    

    

Fortunately, his bloodline was different from ordinary people. He found an ordinary person to refine one ___, so he wouldn't be able to refine it for a long time.    

    

But he was different.    

    

That night, he refined seven or eight!    

    

He continued until the morning of the next day, when he slowly stopped cultivating.    

    

After refining the blood bodhi for the entire night, he finally felt the changes in his dantian's Qi Sea.    

    

He felt his strength increase dramatically.    

    

The strength of an ordinary Inner Strength Martial Disciple punch could at most kill a cow.    

    

As for him...    

    

He felt that if he only used his inner strength, he could shatter rocks with one punch!    

    

"That's right, I believe that I will be able to break through in a while."    

    

He stood up and muttered.    

    

At this time.    

    

He suddenly heard a series of furtive muttering outside. He did not mind and went to take care of Lin Xue'er.    

    

Outside the corridor.    

    

A group of people carried a gunny sack and quietly walked out.    

    

It was the group of one-eyed men who had a conflict with Qin Feng.    

    

The man carrying the gunny sack accidentally bumped into the one-eyed man in front of him. The one-eyed man lowered his voice and said angrily, "F * ck, don't you have eyes? Be careful! Don't wake others up! Especially that busybody old drunkard! This girl seems to know old drunkard. "    

    

" Yes, yes... "    

    

A group of people quietly left the God of Fortune Inn and headed towards the back of the mountain.    

    


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