Chapter 110: Minor Illumination Body Tempering Technique!
Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu
Bei Feng shook his head at the thought. 'That's too far-fetched. Wanting to open all the blood vessels and capillaries on my body? The difficulty is not small at all.
Since this is a modification of the Minor Illumination Breathing Technique, let's just call it Minor Illumination Body Tempering Technique!' Bei Feng settled on a na after a brief thought.
For the entire afternoon, Bei Feng continuously trained the Minor Illumination Body Tempering Technique. Although the improvent rate was rather slow, he could feel a change in his body after every round.
Why were most people unable to persist in body training? Because they were unable to see any results within a short period of ti! But if everyone was able to distinctly perceive the changes to their bodies and feel the improvent to their body at the end of each round of training, there would probably be a wave of body building craze spreading across the globe!
Within one afternoon, Bei Feng had already opened up over a thousand blood vessels! Although this amount was not even worth ntioning when compared to the number of blood vessels and capillaries within his body, Bei Feng's had already been increased by a thousandth percent! [ED/N: By 0.001% if it's easier on the eyes]
A journey of thousands of miles may be achieved through the accumulation of each single step, just as the enormous ocean may be ford by gathering every brook and stream! Although one out of a thousand tis may not be much, but if the training continued for months and years, the accumulated improvent would be shocking!
The little fox mimicked Bei Feng movents for a while and quickly felt bored. It ran over to the flowerbed and dug up the White River Rice before running off sneakily.
Only when dinner was served did the little fellow appear, right on ti at that. It grabbed a plate tightly in its little paws and jumped onto the table with a starved expression.
Bei Feng only managed to eat about 30 jin of Variant Giant Salamander this ti round. As his body gradually recovered and its energy capacity was gradually filled with stored energy, the amount of food he needed naturally decreased.
Picking up his phone and accepting so deposits at random, Bei Feng posted the nas of the people whose reservations were accepted.
Yips of joy as well as the sighs of dejection quickly appeared on the chat. With the few batches of people who had tried Bei Feng's cooking already testifying, his private restaurant had finally established so sort of reputation.
Not a single person who had tried the food had said anything bad about it. The only complaints so far were mostly about the price and the inaccessibility of the place.
The mont he sent the notification that he was accepting reservations, over 50 people had sent their deposits imdiately!
"Haha! This Elder Brother had finally managed to get a spot! I'm sick of those bastards who had only tasted the food once but yet had been posturing in the chat for the past few weeks!"
Soone sent gleefully.
"F*ck, my luck is really bloody terrible! From the very first round until now, I've sent my deposit but still haven't managed to get a spot yet. But that annoying fellow above actually got a table?! Co, anyone of you lucky bastards care to give your spot to ? I'll offer an extra 1000 yuan on top of the price you paid!"
An extrely disgruntled guy sent. He was extrely unsatisfied with Bei Feng's selection thod. Would he die if he chose his custors based on the first co first served basis?! Why the hell did it have to be chosen at random! Weren't the odds a bit too small?
"Haha! Don't bother wasting your effort. 1000 yuan? Perhaps if you offered an amount up to several tis more than the cost of the al, there's a chance you might entice soone to give up their slot."
A guy with the nickna 'mory Keeper' mocked.
True; anyone who made a reservation knowing that the al cost 3,200 yuan would certainly have pretty solid financial capabilities. Those people were unlikely to release their slots just for a re 1,000 yuan.
The rest of the night passed very peacefully for Bei Feng. After his morning cultivation on the mountain, he jogged down the mountain at a leisurely pace. By the ti he finished his shower, it was around half past 9 and he began cooking.
His thods were simple and crude. After washing the gri off the at, he diced it into small cubes about the width of two fingers. Then, he heated so oil in the large wok, and fried the garlic and so other spices until a fragrant sll erged before throwing the at in to stir-fry.
A wonderful fragrance quickly wafted out of the kitchen. Of course, compared to cooking the at in the dicinal cauldron, the fragrance, taste and the amount of energy contained within it was not even close to being as perfect.
***
anwhile, in the faraway city of Qingcheng, Mystic Four to Mystic Twelve were gathered together, their faces knitted with worry. Their eyes, however, were burning with a hint of wildness.
After taking over 'Brother Scar's' territory, the nine Mystics began a large-scale recruitnt imdiately, expanding their influence. They had done so without committing any lawless acts and even the drug trade in the two bars under their territory was eradicated!
"Mystic Four, the motives of this Qing Gang are rather unclear... should we go over or not?"
Mystic Six sat up from the couch and asked.
"Heh, what will be, will be. No matter what, Qing Gang is one of the two overlords of Qingcheng's underground society. Only, I didn't expect that they would notice us so quickly."
Mystic Eight's eyes were burning with wild ambition. "I feel that the gangs in this city had enjoyed peace for too long! We could take this opportunity when eting those Qing Gang fellows to formally announce our intention to rise up!"
Zhang Hu, who forrly was the leader of these guys, had sohow beco Mystic Nine, and thus had no choice but to wait for Mystic Eight to finish talking before he could voice his opinion. "Although the Qing Gang had waned slightly in might over the years, their foundation remains especially firm. They are definitely not a group we are able to offend at this point!"
"It's too early to talk about all this. Gather all the brothers and bring the weapons along! I would indeed like to see for myself what sort of sches those Qing Gang fellows are brewing in their cauldrons. We will not actively stir up trouble, but we don't have to fear them either! Don't forget, we still have Boss to back us up!"
Mystic Four said with a cold smile. In that mont, everyone imdiately recalled the godlike thods of Bei Feng and shivered involuntarily.
Nurous minivans stread out of the compound towards an abandoned warehouse outside of the city. Ten over cars was already lined the outside of the warehouse as they pulled up to it.
"Your humble brother Gao Xin is honored to et you, gentlen."
As Mystic Four and the rest filed out of the minivan, a man stood out from the group of n and greeted them with a grin.
Looking at the number of n the other party had brought which was more than twice their numbers, Mystic Four frowned slightly.
"I've long heard of your illustrious na. May I know what is the purpose of this eting?"
Mystic Four revealed a slight smile as he walked up to Gao Xin with familiarity.
"Hmph! Impudent! You don't even know how to say a simple Big Brother Xin when you see our big brother?!"
Gao Xin furrowed his brows in displeasure. These guys were practically climbing all over him! Seeing that their big brother was feeling unhappy, the lackey who was the most perceptive quickly stood out and pointed at Mystic Four's face as he scolded.
Mystic Four revealed a wide, but frosty smile as he shot out a hand.
"Kacha!"
"Ah! M-my hand! Let go of my hand!"
The chilly smile on Mystic Four's face did not subside as he threw the fellow backwards. "I'm speaking with your boss. When is it the turn of a lackey like you to interrupt?!"
Gao Xin's frown deepened as he beckoned for two n to bring the unlucky bastard away. Based on that crisp sound earlier, that fellow's finger was most likely broken now.
"I don't wish to beat around the bush with you. You have two options. Number one--you can join my Qing Gang and be integrated into my group." He held up a single finger and looked Mystic Four in the eye. "Second--you can get the hell out of Qingcheng. There's no other alternative. You may choose now," Gao Xin was in an extrely foul mood after seeing his own subordinate disciplined by outsiders right in front of him. It was like getting his face slapped in public! With his patience lost, Gao Xin directly stated his conditions uncompromisingly.
"You guys take the open road and we'll cross the log bridge. Our two groups have no conflicting interests, so wouldn't it be better to not interfere in each other's business? Qing Gang is well to do and prosperous. Could it be that you guys don't even have this bit of tolerance for others?"
Mystic Four's face darkened. This was the outco that he did not wish to face the most!
Gao Xin appeared to be taken aback by this statent for a mont before laughing out loud. "If it was another gang in your place, I naturally wouldn't have an opinion about it, and neither would Qing Gang have an opinion about it. But you... you can only bla yourselves for breaking the rules of the ga!
Hurry up and tell which option you choose now!" Gao Xin barked frostily.
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