Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God

Upon hearing those words, Chu Feng's head suddenly "puff puff" emitted two wisps of blue smoke, out of which popped a little angel and a little demon.

Both bore Chu Feng's face, and the little demon whispered enticingly in Chu Feng's ear:

"Go on! Why not go?

"What a great opportunity it is, leading a large group to clear out the Wraith Demons, and surely there will be teachers watching over you at the end.

"It's safe and efficient!

"After the battle, Demon Corpses will litter the ground, and Attribute Points will be scattered everywhere, just waiting to be picked up with a simple bend!

"Hey, you can earn those Attribute Points openly and honestly just by standing there!"

It must be said, Chu Feng was a bit tempted!

He was desperate for power.

Powerful enough that, should a beast like Jia Ren appear again, he could punch him into a Jia Ren meat patty!

He never wanted to feel threatened by anyone ever again!

But adhering to the principle that it's wise to consider multiple perspectives, he wanted to hear what the little angel had to say.

The little angel sneered, swelled with the breeze into a small giant.

Swinging a huge fist swiftly, it "pshh" burst the little demon's head with a punch:

"Idiot!

"Knowing full well there's a plot by the Demon Clan, and still blindly rushing in, are you tired of living?

"Look at you, all greedy like a bear!

"When you enter college, there will be plenty of opportunities to train in the Demon Realms and even the Demon Domain!

"By then, you will have reached Foundation Establishment, and all the teachers will be top-notch, with every classmate more reliable than the last.

"Isn't earning Attribute Points then much simpler?"

"So you really have to drag along a bunch of dead weight and sneak into the cunning and venomous territory of the Demon Clan!

"With no clue about their schemes, you want to show off your life-draining technique right under the nose of the Demon Clan?

"Teachers following behind... Heh, as if they've got eyes on their butts!

"Run three kilometers bare-bottomed, and everything on you is seen by everyone!

"Surely someone will covet your cheats in secret, maybe even some from small families will come to you seeking marriage, offering a hefty dowry for your services!

"Truly enviable, tears of jealousy are about to flow down!"

...

Chu Feng agreed wholeheartedly and reached out to hold onto Wang Weiguo's sleeve:

"Uncle Er, I have something to say!"

Wang Weiguo was startled, "What do you want to say?"

Chu Feng spoke in a low voice, "I don't want to participate in this Demon Realm trial, and don't let Erbao go either!

"Knowing it's likely a trap by the Demon Domain and still sending students in, it's like offering up their heads on a platter!

"Whoever proposed this trial is up to no good, they must be a spy for the Demon Clan!"

Wang Weiguo smiled wryly, "I understand this well and will discuss it thoroughly with Principal Luo.

"This is not the right time for trials, and even if we can't cancel them, changing the location is an option."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned serious, "Your grip on my sleeve just reminded me; there are two things I need to tell you.

"First, during the demon invasion, you guys made significant contributions.

"You saved the lives of at least a dozen classmates, and that's commendable.

"The school plans to reward those students who stood out during the incident.

"The rewards were supposed to be set, but I argued for you guys to have the right to choose, so think about what you might need.

"Second, be careful on the streets from now on; I will be secretly protecting you for a while."

Wang Weiguo's expression grew somber, "Last time I chased down that Jia Ren and hit him with another palm, but he used some kind of speed-boosting Secret Technique to escape forcefully.

"I'm certain he's suffered Severe Injury but hasn't died, and I'm worried he'll come back for you.

"Be on your guard!"

Chu Feng's expression turned solemn, "Understood, thank you, Uncle Er!"

Wang Weiguo waved his hand and was about to leave the hospital room when he suddenly paused, turned back with a meaningful look, and said:

"Xiao Feng, you've been growing quite rapidly lately, almost two heads taller than Erbao!

"But for a boy, a growth spurt around this time is normal."

After saying that, Wang Weiguo smiled and strode out the door.

Chu Feng was startled for a moment, then he understood.

Wang Weiguo must have learned about his "Talent" from Wang Erbao and also noticed that his height had been growing rather abnormally.

So he deliberately reminded him not to forget to disguise that fact.

Recently, due to a surge in his Attributes, his height had grown by more than ten centimeters in a short period of time, and he was probably close to 1.9 meters tall now.

He smiled slightly, feeling warmth in his heart as he thought, 'It's true that I've grown quite a bit, but it's not too outrageous.

Moreover, among the Senior Warriors, there are even greater disparities in Attributes; it wouldn't make sense if all the strong ones turned into prehistoric monster-sized beings.

I must believe in the potential of the human body; it is completely possible to enhance combat power without affecting the physique.

In addition, just in case, I need to find some time to look up in the library or online for any Secret Technique to control my physique...'

As soon as he thought of Secret Techniques, he thought of Jia Ren, and Chu Feng's face darkened.

'Damned Jia Ren, as long as he lives, I feel like there's a fishbone stuck in my throat.'

But immediately afterward, he sneered, 'Once I've recovered from my injuries, if he dares to come again, I'll make sure he has no return!'

After pondering the rewards he wanted for a while, tiredness crept into his eyes.

Just when he was about to fall into a deep sleep, a light bulb suddenly lit up above his head!

'Where are the corpses of those Demons? I heard there was even a Demon Emissary among them?

How many Attribute Points would that be!'

...

Wang Weiguo arrived outside the principal's office, just about to knock, when a voice came from inside, "Old Wang, come in."

Wang Weiguo pushed open the door and saw a muscular, bald-headed strongman frowning and struggling over something on the desk.

A regular-sized fountain pen looked exceptionally tiny in his hand, held carefully with just two fingers.

Seeing Wang Weiguo, the strongman was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Old Wang, your timing is perfect..."

"Snap!"

Wordlessly, he looked down to see that he had accidentally snapped the fountain pen in half, and blue-black ink was dripping all over his hand.

Wang Weiguo walked over and said, "Let me do it, Old Luo.

Is your problem still not fixed? You should find someone to heal it; don't delay."

Principal Luo Yong considerately made room and said with a smile, "A spirit injury is not that easy to resolve.

Going to Yan Capital for treatment would owe favors, not worth it.

It doesn't affect my fighting strength, so I might as well recover slowly, it will heal over time."

Wang Weiguo took out a ballpoint pen, put on a fresh piece of paper, and began writing up a summary report:

"When you mention the Demon Clan, there's a situation I need to tell you about..."

After relating the information provided by Chu Feng as well as his concerns about the trial in the Demon Realm, Wang Weiguo asked, "I think under such circumstances, it's not suitable to let those little ones go into the trial, what do you think?

Additionally, during the invasion of the Demons, a group of students performed exceptionally well, witnessed by all.

They have fully proven themselves, and I think it's unnecessary to put them in danger again.

How about we report their excellent performance to the Alliance and then inquire whether we can cancel this plan?"

Luo Yong frowned, "You're right in theory, but there's no evidence.

I think those fools in the upper echelons definitely won't agree... I'll try."

He walked to the side and took out the communication device.

In this world, the appearance of the communication device was similar to a trapezoidal cube, about 10 centimeters in length and width, and about 1 centimeter thick.

The surface featured a holographic projection-capable screen.

It could make calls through holographic images or voice-only, as well as send text messages via the touch screen.

In this world, Demon Realms could erupt at any time, anywhere.

To ensure that during an outbreak in a Domain, the device remained usable, it incorporated many advanced technologies to prevent signal loss.

But with advantages come compromises; the functionality of the devices was also curtailed.

Except for the most cutting-edge models, all lost functions other than communication.

Also, due to the high-tech content and manufacturing difficulties—with some processes even requiring the participation of Foundation Establishment or higher-level Martial Artists—it was hard to produce them in large numbers.

Therefore, the devices were scarce and costly, with purchasing eligibility tied to one's Martial Arts Realm; only those who reached the Foundation Establishment Stage were allowed to buy one.

A regular Foundation Building Warrior would have to spend at least two or three years of savings to afford one.

Of course, for large Families, equipping each of their Martial Apprentice-stage descendants with one wasn't difficult.

Luo Yong made a voice call, talked to someone inside for a while, and then a fierce argument suddenly erupted!