C43 (1/2)
After a long while, Chu Feng opened his tired eyes and silently looked at the vast and deep sky.
Even though he had killed that dragon, the price he had paid was extraordinary. In such a war of attrition, even with Chu Feng's powerful body that could move a Profound Heaven Stone, he had to eat two or three Energy Recovery Pills in order to continue until now.
Breathing out the heavy breath, Chu Feng cast a glance at the blood solidified dragon by his side. He couldn't help sighing in his heart, ”I almost lost my life here today …”
Thinking back to the dangerous scene in the battle, Chu Feng's heart couldn't help but tighten. This time, it was his virgin station. Although it was a bit awkward, but he had received a very good training.
After several struggles at the edge of life and death, Chu Feng, who was always outside the threshold of the middle stage of the Jindan Stage, gradually showed signs of breaking through.
Struggling to sit up, he immediately discovered that all the muscles in his body were twitching in pain.
Sitting with his legs crossed, Chu Feng started to circulate the nearly exhausted energy in his body. This time around, Chu Feng was unwilling to eat the Energy Recovery Pills. After all, there were only a few left on him. Just in case, Chu Feng decided to slowly recover.
Daybreak. The sun was high in the sky and the clouds were fluttering in the sky. Chu Feng was still sitting there without moving, as if he was Stone from the temple.
The stars were everywhere, and the crescent moon hung in the sky. Occasionally, a few bats would pass by the river bank and cause a commotion, but after a while, the land regained its peace.
As for Chu Feng who was silently sitting, his body emitted faint yellow brilliance, and between his brows, traces of brightness were revealed. If one looked closely, they could see a light yellow origin appearing between his brows, and it seemed extremely strange.
Deep into the night, those nocturnal creatures returned home. However, Chu Feng who was sitting in silence suddenly opened his closed eyes. Within his black pupils, traces of faint brilliance could be seen.
Often, he heaved a sigh of relief. Chu Feng who was sitting upright suddenly slammed both of his hands on the ground and his body suddenly bounced up. He turned around, and stably stood on his feet. After slightly moving his stiff body, he summoned the Netherworld Spirit Sword, preparing to dissect the dragon that had been left behind after his death.
With the specks of starlight in the sky, Chu Feng clearly saw the somewhat shriveled body. After looking around, Chu Feng decided to start peeling from the neck. Although it was a bit high, it was the only way to get a complete Dragonscale Armor.
Chu Feng was very proficient at skinning and he was a bit flustered. He even used his longsword, the Dark Spirit, to make Chu Feng complain nonstop. But very quickly, Chu Feng thought of the rhythm of skinning and skinning and he felt that the speed of delivery would be a lot faster than before.
In the distance, where the sky and water met, there was a bit of greyish color. The specks of white light looked very fascinating, and in the blink of an eye, the greyish white was dyed red. Then, a laughing red face appeared at the edge of the sky.
But at that instant, Chu Feng was extremely busy because he was going to take off the entire piece of skin that he saw on the dragon's back. The only thing left was the tail, but it was also the most troublesome part. This was because the tail was extremely small. If one was not careful, their efforts would be for naught.
Actually, the leather armor on Chu Feng's tail was useless against him. He only wanted a complete set of armor, and it was only a challenge to himself.
He controlled the Qi within his body to slowly surge onto the blade of the Netherworld Spirit Sword and slowly pry it open. The red meat on the dragon's tail was even more disgusting than the tender meat on its body. However, Chu Feng ignored it. One, he was thinking about the crafts in his hand.
”Whew.”