I possess boundless talent; even geniuses are no match for me.

......

The next day.

Although he possessed the talent of a master swordsman, it doesn't mean that Chen Yu doesn't need to work hard and can become stronger without effort.

He was still the first to arrive at the martial arts class and began practicing the Thunder Blade.

Unlike before, he can now clearly feel his progress every time he swings his sword, and his swordsmanship is improving day by day.

The average person's years of arduous training cannot compare to his two or three days of sword practice.

"Ten days is more than enough time to master the Thunder Blade!" Chen Yu thought with delight.

The visible progress made him feel that the time spent practicing his sword skills was incredibly fast, almost fleeting.

However, a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

"Chen Yu is as diligent as ever."

"Xiao Feng, your injuries are healing quite quickly." Chen Yu sheathed his knife, narrowed his eyes, looked towards the door, and chuckled.

Xiao Feng reappeared a day later.

"Heh, not only do I heal quickly..." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Feng casually pulled out a wooden sword from the doorway and slashed at Chen Yu in an instant.

"This guy has gotten stronger?" Chen Yu's pupils contracted slightly as he immediately realized that Xiao Feng's strength and speed were both a level higher than a day ago!

Not only that, but even his signature Nine Waves Saber Technique seems to have improved considerably.

Chen Yu blocked the first blow with his sword and took a step back.

But then, Xiao Feng's second strike came down suddenly, and Chen Yu immediately drew his sword and struck the point where the power connected.

Although he blocked the second strike, Xiao Feng's strength had greatly increased, and he was able to instantly connect with the third strike with a single exhale.

If it had been before, Chen Yu might have really been in trouble.

However, with the addition of the talents of [Elephant Legs] and [Ape Arms], his strength also exceeds the level of the third level of the Body Tempering Realm.

There's also a kidney-strengthening treatment that keeps him energetic and at his peak!

Bang!

The wooden swords clashed with a dull thud, and the two men simultaneously retreated several steps, finding themselves evenly matched.

"Has this guy had his Ren and Du meridians opened up by me?!" Chen Yu suddenly felt a bit troubled.

Xiao Feng's strength and speed at this moment are comparable to those of a master at around the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm.

In just one day, his strength has increased so much. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Xiao Feng had also awakened a system!

"Chen Yu, you're not the only one who's gotten stronger." Xiao Feng chuckled sinisterly, then prepared to attack again.

However, at that moment, the sound of other people talking could be heard outside the door.

Xiao Feng stopped abruptly and returned to his usual self.

Chen Yu, however, stared intently at Xiao Feng, because a series of information suddenly appeared before his eyes:

[Battle complete, talent successfully copied]

[Copy Talent - Gluttony Factor (Green)]

[Gluttony Factor (Green)]: Significantly improves digestion and absorption efficiency.

[Due to the replication of evil god factors, an adaptive [thought imprint (gray)] was generated.]

Thought Imprint (Gray): Slightly resists the erosion of thoughts by evil gods, external forces, etc.

"Xiao Feng has actually become a follower of an evil god!"

At this point, how could Chen Yu not see the reason for Xiao Feng's sudden increase in strength?

"No, he's not Xiao Feng anymore."

Chen Yu suddenly realized.

The panel can only copy talents once per person, and he has already copied Xiao Feng's [Ape Arm] talent.

Now that his talent has been replicated once again after the fight, it means that in the perception of the panel, Xiao Feng is now a different "person".

Perhaps his thought patterns are still influenced by Xiao Feng, but the core of his thinking has long been someone else... or perhaps—a monster.

Thinking of this, a deep sense of apprehension flashed in Chen Yu's eyes.

He didn't make it too obvious, but continued practicing his sword as if nothing was wrong.

When Fang Xiong arrived at the martial arts class, Chen Yu made a point of having a private conversation with him.

"What? Ten days isn't enough? How about I give you a few more days?" Fang Xiong chuckled, assuming that Chen Yu was aware of the difficulty of mastering the level of swordsmanship.

Chen Yu wasn't in the mood for jokes with Fang Xiong, and went straight to the point:

"Teacher Fang, I suspect that Xiao Feng has been bewitched by an evil god and has become a believer of that evil god."

"I fought him once this morning, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, which is obviously abnormal."

It was impossible for Fang Xiong to tell him about the panel, and Chen Yu had no evidence, so he could only emphasize that it was his own speculation.

"Xiao Feng has become a follower of an evil god?" Fang Xiong's gaze narrowed slightly, then he glanced at Xiao Feng casually, but couldn't see anything amiss.

"Chen Yu, you can't just say things like that. Just because you suddenly had an epiphany doesn't mean Xiao Feng can't."

Fang Xiong shook his head and reminded him.

There are many people in this world who achieve great things late in life and suddenly have a breakthrough. If we were to doubt every single one of them, society would have been in chaos long ago.

To be honest, Chen Yu's recent performance is truly astonishing; Xiao Feng's slight change is nothing in comparison.

"It's true, Xiao Feng is acting strangely." Chen Yu's voice gradually lowered, but he also knew that he couldn't produce any evidence, making it hard for people to believe him.

"Don't overthink it." Fang Xiong patted Chen Yu on the shoulder and comforted him, "No matter what, I'll keep an eye on Xiao Feng these next few days. You focus on your cultivation."

After saying that, Fang Xiong turned and left.

Throughout the day, Chen Yu seemed absent-minded. He had a feeling that Xiao Feng's being bewitched by the evil god was probably due to his own reasons.

Now that Xiao Feng has become a follower of the evil god, it's hard to guarantee that he won't turn against me due to his ingrained thought patterns.

If he were to find some followers of evil gods to join him in a sneak attack, he would have difficulty even protecting himself given his current strength.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu took out his terminal and secretly sent a report to the law enforcement bureau.

However, no law enforcement officers came to take Xiao Feng away when school ended in the afternoon.

Clearly, lacking relevant evidence, the law enforcement bureau ignored Chen Yu's report.

Or perhaps they already knew, but the law enforcement bureau, like Fang Xiong, didn't notice anything unusual about Xiao Feng.

After all, Xiao Feng had only been a follower of the evil god for a day or two.

Even in the worst-case scenario, there are believers of evil gods within the law enforcement bureau, so Chen Yu's message has been ignored and may have even alerted them.

After school, Chen Yu glanced at Xiao Feng, and Xiao Feng turned to look at Chen Yu.

The two men locked eyes, and a smile appeared on Xiao Feng's face.

But no matter how Chen Yu looked at it, he felt that the smile was a bit strange.

"This guy might actually try to attack me," Chen Yu thought with a sinking feeling.

He didn't linger and quickly left the school, finding a store selling weapons based on information he had seen online the day before.

"I need a knife, the sharper the better, around 10,000 Crimson Coins."

Chen Yu quickly informed the shop assistant of his requirements.

The shop assistant nodded and quickly took out three battle swords, placing them in front of Chen Yu and introducing them one by one:

"This sword is called Blood Chant. It's the most expensive, but also the best quality. It costs 13,000 Crimson Coins..."

"This is it!" Chen Yu's expression showed a hint of impatience. Without wasting time choosing, he directly bought the Blood Chant.

At this point, he had just earned 10,000 Crimson Coins from the Hao Ying Martial Arts School, plus his savings of over 3,000, and had spent it all.

Even if you have money, you still need to be alive to enjoy it.

"Alright!" Seeing Chen Yu pay so readily, the shop assistant was overjoyed and immediately packed up the Blood Chant.

Chen Yu took the Blood Chant and left in a hurry.

......

into the night.

Unusually, Chen Yu did not cultivate. Instead, he held Xue Yin tightly, constantly on guard against any movement around him, fearing that Xiao Feng would break in with a group of evil god followers at any moment.

Thinking of the many horrific tragedies caused by followers of evil gods in the news, Chen Yu dared not be careless in the slightest and remained tense.

"Followers of evil gods are no longer human; who knows what they might do?"

"Xiao Feng probably already hated me to the core. Even if he falls into the trap of becoming a follower of an evil god, he will most likely still target me."

However, even into the early hours of the morning, the surroundings remained completely quiet.

But Chen Yu dared not sleep.

He was afraid that if he fell asleep like this, he would never wake up again.

However, he was also very clear in his heart that if this continued, he would eventually have a mental breakdown.

"Xiao Feng... a follower of the evil god..."

Chen Yu was scared!

He was so scared that he trembled, couldn't sleep, and even forgot about challenging the martial arts school.

Finally, the panel awakened the ability of the replication talent, finally, the path of martial arts has made some progress, and finally, there is hope of stepping into the vast universe!

He would never be willing to die at the hands of a follower of an evil god!

crunch~

Chen Yu suddenly opened the door and walked out of the house.

"If you can be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?"

"Since the followers of the evil god have already set their sights on me, instead of waiting passively, I might as well take the initiative..."

"...Kill him!"