Chapter 3: Initial Small Success in Cultivating the Body

  In the early morning, in the Mu family courtyard, a short and small figure was constantly moving. The young boy's face was flushed red, with sweat dripping slowly from his forehead to the ground, forming a large patch of sweat on the floor. Although feeling tired, the boy still swung his fists one by one, without any intention of stopping.

  A poor foundation leads to a shaky ground. A good foundation can make one's journey of cultivation go further. However, this high-intensity training also brings a great burden to the body, and during this period, he also clearly feels the fatigue and injury of his body.

  If there are some nourishing and tonic medicines that can benefit one's cultivation, it would be very beneficial. However, Mu Feng also understands that these medicines are mostly quite expensive, and with his family's financial situation, it is really unbearable.

  "Wind, drink it while it's hot."

  At this time, Mu Chengzhi held a bowl of black medicinal liquid and walked out of the hall. He supported Mu Feng's martial arts training, not just to prevent his son from being bullied, but also because he had placed great hopes on him. However, in order not to put pressure on Mu Feng, he buried this hope deeply in his heart.

  "Dad, what's this?" Mu Feng took it over and asked casually, but without waiting for an answer, he had already drunk the medicine bowl dry.

  A strong bitter taste mixed with a faint medicinal scent spread in his mouth, a cool and warm medicinal power quickly spread from Mufeng's abdomen to his limbs, he seemed to feel the cheering sound of his body muscles, the numbness and fatigue all over his body quietly dissipated, replaced by an even more abundant energy.

  That refreshing feeling made Mu Feng's face reveal a hint of joy.

  "It seems that this ink bamboo is quite effective." Mu Chengzhi looked at Mu Feng's comfortable expression, nodded and said to himself.

  "What is this, inkstone? Father, where did you get it from?" Mu Feng exclaimed in surprise. He often went to the town's market to buy medicine for Mu Chengzhi and knew how valuable the inkstone was.

  Moji can strengthen the body, relax muscles and bones, most importantly, its medicinal properties are easily absorbed by the human body, making it a highly beneficial herb for martial artists, especially those in the Refining Body stage.

  Although Mo Zhi is only a first-class spiritual medicine, its price is quite expensive. Ordinary warriors can't afford the consumption of such an expensive spiritual medicine. For families like Mu Feng's, Mo Zhi is even more of a luxury item.

  "Kid, why ask so many questions? Hurry up and practice." Mu Chengzhi said with a straight face after taking the bowl from Mu Feng who had just finished drinking the medicine.

  Looking at Mu Chengzhi's back as he walked into the house, Mu Feng could only smile wryly to himself, but his heart felt a warmth. His father was a strict and serious person who rarely showed a smile, but he was actually a warm-hearted person who deeply buried his love in his heart and didn't want to show it on the outside.

  His exhausted body was greedily absorbing the cool and gentle medicinal power, and as he absorbed the medicinal power of the Ink Bamboo, Mu Feng's sore muscles and weak tendons seemed to be reborn, and his entire person felt even more energetic.

  Indeed, when the human body reaches a certain limit, elixirs can improve the cultivation efficiency of warriors to some extent, especially for those in the Refining Body realm, this effect is more pronounced.

  Mo Feng knew that Mo Zhi must have gone to great lengths to obtain the ink bamboo, so he treasured it even more in his heart. During cultivation, he increased the intensity, pushing his physical body to its limits, allowing his exhausted body to fully absorb the medicinal properties of the ink bamboo, striving not to waste a single drop.

  Just as the morning training was about to end, Mufeng suddenly felt a strange heat in his body. This heat permeated throughout his body and expanded outward. His pale skin instantly felt a burning pain like needles, but after the pain, he surprisingly discovered that the power inside him surged out, and his skin became much harder than usual.

  "Did he break through?"

  Mo Feng's heart was filled with a hint of doubt, he took a deep breath, concentrated his strength on his right fist and slammed it onto the ground with a loud "huff".

  Bang

  Only the dust on the ground was scattered in all directions with Mo Feng's right fist as the center, leaving a faint mark on the ground. Although it was very subtle, it was enough to make Mo Feng ecstatic. Looking at his own right hand again, except for a slight redness on the back of his hand, there was no damage at all.

  Staring blankly at the fist mark on the ground, Mu Feng was stunned for a long time before suddenly jumping up excitedly and shouting loudly: "It succeeded, it succeeded."

  This was the first time Mu Feng had experienced the feeling of advancing, entering the initial stage of Body Refining Realm. For a cultivator, this was just a very small step, but for Mu Feng, it held great significance. He could now truly be considered a martial artist.

  After making minor progress in the initial stage of refining his body, Mu Feng felt that the power within him had increased by at least a factor of two, and the skin and hair all over his body had been strengthened.

  In that one punch that struck the ground, although it didn't reach the realm of shattering boulders and splitting rocks, in Mufeng's eyes it was still incredibly powerful, he even found it a bit hard to believe that this punch was struck by him.

  Mu Chengzhi and his wife heard the commotion in the yard, didn't know what happened, hurriedly walked out of the house, but saw Mu Feng dancing wildly in the yard, shouting loudly.

  Mu Chengzhi's eyes landed on the faint fist mark on the ground in the courtyard, and he immediately understood what had happened. A hint of a satisfied smile appeared on his serious face.

  He originally thought that after his son showed signs of a breakthrough, it would take at least two months to break through, but unexpectedly, Mufeng succeeded in breaking through in just one month. What he didn't notice was that since his son had shown signs of a breakthrough, the smile on his face had been growing more and more frequent.

  Lin Hui was also a martial artist in the Qi Refining stage, and he too saw that Mu Feng had already entered the early stages of the Body Tempering stage, and his face was filled with smiles.

  "In just one month's time, he was able to enter the initial stage of Body Refining Realm, all thanks to his diligent cultivation."

  Mentioning this, Mu Chengzhi couldn't help but feel a little moved. In this month's time, Mu Feng's performance was something he had been looking forward to and was delighted about.

  The amount of training Mo Feng had to endure sometimes made him feel unbearable, but the 14-year-old boy persisted. In order to give his son the greatest support, he saved money for treating illnesses and bought a black ginseng for Mo Feng to take.

  But in fact, this ink bamboo is still valuable. Today, it was with the help of this spiritual medicine that Mufeng made a breakthrough.

  The path of cultivation becomes increasingly difficult as one progresses. Each breakthrough requires a great deal of effort and resources. An ordinary family lacks the material support and financial resources, so even if a martial artist has exceptional talent and works hard at their cultivation, it is still very difficult to become a top strongman on the continent.

  "If only we could provide a bit more spiritual medicine for our son at home...” Thinking of this, Mu Chengzhi thought of his own internal injuries and couldn't help but sigh again.

  Mo Feng turned back and saw Mo Chengzhi and his wife, hurriedly jumping to their side, saying: "Father, mother, I have already reached the initial stage of body refinement."

  Lin Hui stroked Mu Feng's head, overjoyed: "Great, Wind is really awesome! Mom will make something delicious for lunch today to celebrate." After that, she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

  "Not bad, Feng Er, your performance is very satisfactory, I hope you can continue to work hard and cultivate." Mu Chengzhi also smiled.

  "Dad, I will," Mufeng rubbed his head and smiled.

  Although he had the consciousness of an adult, in order not to be discovered by Mu Chengzhi, he restrained that maturity and stability within his heart, and still showed the naivety of a 14-year-old boy in front of Mu Chengzhi and his wife.