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In the evening, they exited the forest.

Zhang Feng got off Green Mountain's back and took out a piece of white cloth from his pocket.

On it was information about the Hengxun Sect.

It roughly indicated that the Hengxun Sect had over a thousand disciples several years ago.

The Sect Leader was a Xiantian expert, and there were six Elders who were at the peak of Houtian overseeing things.

This information was obtained by Zhang Feng from a Martial Artist from outside the region over the years.

Afterwards, for convenience, he wrote it on the cloth strip.

After all, he was cultivating spirit, researching neurology, and also had to organize the system of this world.

Plus, his memory bank was bloated, and there was a vast amount of scientific knowledge he hadn't digested.

So, if he could remember one character, he wouldn't remember a phrase.

Especially for information like this, if he didn't need to store it in his memory, he wouldn't.

He would take it out and arrange it when he was ready to deal with it.

'This Hengxun Sect is truly formidable; its reputation has spread outside the region.'

At this moment.

After Zhang Feng finished reading this information, he began to estimate the rough correlation between combat power and physique.

After analyzing the correlation, he would combine it with his own situation.

Finally, adding in the Martial Artists from outside the region he had seen over the years.

Zhang Feng felt that the peak of Houtian was probably around 180 ~ 199 physique.

Xiantian, on the other hand, was definitely above 200.

Because Xiantian spiritual energy is widely distributed and dense, it will inevitably strengthen the body.

Similarly, Zhang Feng could now deduce their physique by observing others' body exertion standards, and finally, by adding the fluctuations of spiritual energy, determine their corresponding realms.

Zhang Feng, familiar with human physiology and the cultivation system of this world, could now completely 'see through' a person's realm foundation with just 'a couple of glances'.

The method Zhang Feng thought of over ten years ago, 'deducing realms based on physique'.

Is now completely perfected.

If speaking in terms of a game world.

It's equivalent to installing a 'View Enemy Realm' skill for himself.

It was also a pleasant surprise from over ten years of learning.

Of course, this 'viewing' doesn't apply to the black bear Green Mountain.

Thinking of Green Mountain.

Zhang Feng looked at him, who was currently catching animals outside the forest.

He was currently filling his stomach; he was hungry after running all the way.

As for demon cultivators, Zhang Feng had seen too few of them so far, so he could only simply describe them using realms and physique.

He couldn't make an accurate conversion between the two.

Just like the current Green Mountain, with a physique of 210, it should be Xiantian according to the standard.

But in reality, its realm is only Lesser Accomplishment Houtian, and the spiritual energy only exists in the upper and lower dantian, unable to spread throughout the entire body.

Also like the 'Big Crow' from the previous two worlds, its realm was Qi Condensation Completion, which is equivalent to Houtian Completion.

Because they both absorb and exhale spiritual energy, their realms are first converted equally.

Although the crow was at Houtian Completion, its physique was a pathetic 30.

Therefore, Zhang Feng felt that demon cultivators were not suitable for the human conversion system.

To a greater extent, they are judged by 'physique' and 'realm'.

Whichever is higher is used.

Like Green Mountain, whose physique exceeds the standard, can be mainly judged by physique.

The crow, innately weak physically, is judged by realm.

So, it's settled like this.

Zhang Feng felt that he had more or less sorted out the combat power of demon cultivators as well.

As for the detailed divisions within each realm, this world uses 'Lesser Accomplishment, Greater Accomplishment, Completion' as the three levels.

Zhang Feng felt it was quite simple and also quite accurate.

So, he would copy it and use this in reality from now on.

This way, he could calculate a person's 'final combat power' based on the 'basic physique value' of their meridians, etc.

Then, his current physique is 【290】.

The corresponding final combat power, if he had to put a number on it, should be 'Greater Accomplishment Xiantian' within this world.

It's just that he had learned too much; if he really encountered some Greater Accomplishment Xiantian, he could kill them just by relying on his vastly increased strength, without needing strange techniques.

The integration of multiple systems, plus hundreds of years of knowledge.

Made Zhang Feng deeply understand that his combat power could no longer be calculated using normal data.

He had already reached 'absolute knowledge and realm crushing'.

Plus, in this world, basically everyone is a young child under a hundred years old.

If they could surpass the 'Big Data version of himself' who had 'studied diligently and practiced hard for hundreds of years' in terms of 'comprehensive Martial Arts cognition', then that would be truly absurd.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng saw that Green Mountain had eaten his fill, his 'fuel' was full.

He then flipped over, landed on its back, and continued running, heading towards the Hengxun Sect six thousand li away.

First, kill all the enemies in the mission, then talk about future matters.

As for the route to that place, Zhang Feng chose to run along the border.

Sparsely populated with vast land, like a highway in later generations.

Run and rest, estimated three days.

...

Two days later.

In a mountain located directly south of the border.

Over a thousand houses were built around a towering mountain, yet they were orderly and well-arranged.

It could be called a wondrous sight.

And today, inside a secret room on the back mountain.

After hearing a piece of news, the Sect Leader's face turned gloomy as he looked at the two Elders in the room,

"You two have searched for so many years, why is there not a single trace of Zhang Feng?"

"Reporting to Sect Leader, this person is too cunning."

An Elder replied, "Ten years ago, when I learned that 'Huailiang Zhang Feng' was the remnant of that small sect from before.

On that day, I led dozens of disciples from the sect to the Huailiang area, preparing to root him out.

But after searching for a long time, there was not a single trace of this person.

I speculated that he knew once the matter in Huailiang came out, we would definitely pursue and kill him after finding out.

So, fearing our pursuit, he hid early on."

"That is correct."

Another Elder chimed in, "I have also searched for many years and haven't been able to find him; he must be hiding."

Speaking of this, he furrowed his brow tightly, "Furthermore, I also know that if the remnant is not eliminated, he will definitely become a great problem.

Moreover, seeing that this remnant could kill four government retainers who had just entered Houtian, he also possesses some talent.

According to the two overseers in that prison, this person was only sixteen.

It also seems he deliberately pretended to be a beggar and was captured by them, intending to hide within their mine first to cultivate his own Martial Arts."

The Elder emphasized,

"This person is very cunning!"

"Precisely because he is cunning and has talent for cultivating Martial Arts."

The Sect Leader's palm surged with spiritual energy, "That's why I ordered you two to search for him, to make sure this person is eliminated as early as possible, killed in the cradle.

You must know, how many sects in the Jianghu have accidentally let one person escape, and ultimately brought about the disaster of extermination.

Although these people were all exceptionally talented individuals, far surpassing Zhang Feng, who has some talent.

But you must also know that there are still many young disciples in our sect whose strength is not high.

Although this remnant dare not attack us, what if, after reaching Houtian Greater Accomplishment, he injures the disciples of our sect who are traveling the Jianghu? What should be done then?"

"Sect Leader is absolutely right!"

The two also thought the same.

But one of the Elders, in order to lighten the mood, also voiced a guess,

"Perhaps, this remnant died at the hands of some unknown person during his escape? Is that why we haven't found him for so many years?"

"That is a possibility."

The Sect Leader nodded, then waved his hand, "Regardless, continue searching for him."

"Yes!"

The two Elders responded, and after leaving the secret room, they each took dozens of their disciples and continued searching throughout the Jianghu.

They were not afraid of wasting manpower and resources, nor did they feel that this was a waste.

The Hengxun Sect just liked to root out trouble like this, and also liked to 'use full strength even when hunting a rabbit'.

Because there were too many examples in the Jianghu that told them remnants were very dangerous.

If they didn't pay attention and didn't learn from these lessons, then they would very likely be the next 'example of a sect being exterminated'.

Therefore, the matter of rooting out trouble was something that major sects in the Jianghu were all doing.

Or rather, if they didn't do it, they wouldn't be able to become major sects.

Just the occasional sneak attacks by remnants on their disciples who were out and about, this alone was something no sect could tolerate.

It's like a big company in reality having very good benefits, but on the way to work, there's a high probability of being stabbed to death, and the entire family would also suffer.

Over time, who would dare to apply, who would dare to join a major sect?

Therefore, ever since news of Zhang Feng appeared over ten years ago.

The Hengxun Sect became nervous.

Not only did they reduce the number of disciples going out, but Elders also specifically took disciples with them, wanting to use these disciples as 'bait' to lure Zhang Feng out.

Unfortunately, over the past ten years, they had gained nothing.

And just today.

The Sect Leader also thought more than once, could it be that Zhang Feng was just as Elder Qi said, 'already dead'?

That's why they couldn't find him.

'Is this person dead or alive after all?'

The Sect Leader couldn't figure it out, but in recent years, he had also ordered people to go to Fengcheng and establish themselves near the Fengcheng prison.

The two overseers were imprisoned there.

He felt that if Zhang Feng wanted to avenge being 'betrayed with a portrait and information', then he would very likely go there.

Anyone related to Zhang Feng, he had found ways to have people lie in ambush for them.

Including some escaped miners who could be found in the mining area.

He also had people ambush near these people.

...

The next day.

Another day, just like the past.

Inside the Hengxun Sect, the sounds of practicing Martial Arts echoed early in the morning.

And on the large Martial Arts training ground opened up on the mountainside.

The Sect Leader put away his gloomy face from yesterday and instead looked at the disciples within the sect with a smile.

Nearly a thousand Houtian disciples were practicing Martial Arts during morning training.

This was the foundation of their sect, and also the reason why the imperial court had not cleared them out.

Of course, it cannot be denied that they only focused on conflicts in the Jianghu and never affected the operation of the imperial court.

Then the imperial court naturally would not provoke this group of martial arts experts, especially with him, this 'Xiantian expert'.

Although the Sect Leader also knew that the imperial court could definitely destroy them, there was no need.

If he were truly driven to become a 'lone wolf', that would be the real beginning.

Just him running around everywhere daily, assassinating officials in various government offices, would create chaos in governance.

The imperial court would then know that Xiantian experts were not easy to provoke.

Because the previous dynasty had also provided the answer.

At that time, the Jianghu was cleared out by the government.

Sixteen Xiantian experts in the Jianghu were furious, reached an agreement, and carried out assassinations in various places.

The final result was that only three Xiantian experts remained in the Jianghu, but the Xiantian experts in the imperial court were all killed, and the dynasty was replaced by the next one.

And now.

On the surface, there was only one Xiantian expert within the imperial court.

In the Jianghu, including the Sect Leader, there were nine Xiantian experts.

Furthermore, they had an agreement with the current Emperor: Jianghu matters were Jianghu matters, and the imperial court was the imperial court; the two sides would not interfere with each other.

At the same time.

While the Sect Leader was happily looking at the group of disciples.

Twenty li away.

In a mountain forest.

Zhang Feng looked out at the distant mountain peak, and within close visual range, he could clearly see the buildings on it and the people on the training ground.

With a glance, the disciples all had physiques between 50 and 150.

And the Sect Leader at the front.

Zhang Feng judged him to be Xiantian, with a physique of around 240, 30 points higher than Green Mountain.

Furthermore, on either side of the Sect Leader, there were four people with physiques between 180 and 190.

These four people should be Elders.

Two fewer than the information on the cloth strip.

Regarding this, Zhang Feng decided to kill first and talk later; anyway, his physique had already been built up, so even if he didn't kill them all, he wasn't afraid of them seeking revenge later like they were rushing to their deaths.

But it was precisely when thinking of the remnants' revenge.

Zhang Feng also suddenly realized that the Jianghu and the imperial court (individual martial power and official power) within the ancient world had reached a certain balance.

Any higher, and it would truly be a world where martial power was supreme.

Unlike the Prince's world, where a dozen crossbowmen could chase Jianghu experts around chaotically.

But here, one only needed Houtian Minor Accomplishment to not fear crossbowmen.

Zhang Feng felt it was a weapon problem.

If there were Ling Nian-tempered crossbow bolts, then they could effectively break defenses.

This would require a stable Ling Nian-tempering structure, which is 'enchanted weapons'.

It just so happened that he was researching spirit energy structures and needed many Martial Arts books, plus the Jianghu people in this world all acted like bandits wiping out families, killing each other and even harming 'innocent children' like himself.

So, after killing these people, he would contact the imperial court; firstly, to look at the Martial Arts stored in their national treasury, and secondly, to upgrade their weapons, which would also be a deeper study of spirit energy structures.

It could also be considered taking the opportunity to research the basic structural prototypes and operating principles of 'formations' and 'talismans'.

Zhang Feng felt it was feasible.

He had already researched for twelve years, plus the reverse engineering of the corpse-raising formation within the Great Ocean world.

Now was the time to try and solve the 'fundamental concepts' regarding spirit energy structures.

Thinking to himself.

Zhang Feng was still reviewing what he had learned on the way to impending revenge.

"Roar roar!" Green Mountain knew nothing and still ran forward gleefully.

Before long, Zhang Feng didn't even know what was happening.

They had arrived at the foot of Hengxun Sect's mountain.

At the same time, the ten disciples guarding the gate at the foot of the mountain were startled into a daze when they saw a terrifying giant bear charging towards them.

Especially when they saw a seemingly ordinary person in coarse linen clothes riding on the back of this clearly 'demonic bear'.

They were even more shaken by this miraculous sight, unsure if this person was a demon or an immortal?

But the next second, before they could ask anything.

Zhang Feng waved his palm, and a wind blade condensed from spirit energy swept towards them, encircling an area within three meters in a brief moment, and ten heads fell to the ground.

Regarding the study of spirit energy structures, Zhang Feng had self-researched a stable spell similar to 'Wind Blade', which could be freely controlled within a three-meter radius.

Coupled with the replenishment of spirit energy and a stable structure, this spell would not easily dissipate.

Including the previous repair of trees and covering of soil, these were also variations of spirit energy manipulation.

Basically, in Zhang Feng's system, the higher one's physique, the more storage they had for various things, and the greater the power of their spells.

"Green Mountain, follow me up to stomp the sect."

Zhang Feng gave an order, then leaped over ten meters high, landing on a mountain rock.

Another leap of over ten meters, getting closer and closer to the Martial Arts training ground halfway up the hundred-meter-high mountain.

Rumble!

Green Mountain, however, was more direct, leaping over three meters high and slamming its limbs onto the mountain like cannonballs, its sharp claws easily embedding into the hard mountain rock.

Boom...

Huge rocks were pulled down from time to time; Green Mountain climbed using all four limbs and leaped occasionally, but while it looked like climbing a mountain, it was more like demolishing a mountain.

Fifty meters above, Zhang Feng saw that he was too slow, so he stopped and waited for him.

At the same time, as Green Mountain climbed the mountain.

The disciples on the Martial Arts training ground also felt the ground shaking beneath their feet, as well as the rumbling sound coming from below.

"What's happening down the mountain?"

"Why is the ground shaking under my feet?"

"Outside the mountain, outside the mountain, the sound is coming from outside the mountain..."

They were extremely astonished; except for a small number of disciples who were still practicing Martial Arts, everyone else had lost the inclination.

"Don't panic."

Further ahead, the Great Elder saw the disciples' astonishment and spoke calmly, mistakenly thinking it was a few large wild beasts desperately crashing into the mountain.

Because in the past, several elephants had been startled by their Martial Arts training sounds and then charged relentlessly like they were going mad.

It was just that the sound was getting closer and closer, and the location of the impact seemed to be constantly rising, which was a bit strange.

'Could it be a giant python weighing several thousand jin climbing the mountain?'

The Great Elder had some conjectures.

"Sect Leader."

The Great Elder speculated, and after calming the disciples, he cupped his fist towards the Sect Leader at the front, saying, "I'll go take a look and see which beast doesn't know its place and dares to come crashing into my Hengxun Sect mountain."

"Go." The Sect Leader nodded slightly, fully displaying the composure and ease of a sect master.

The Great Elder also drew the treasured sword from his waist, covering a distance of over fifty meters in one step, quickly arriving at the edge of the cliff, ready to slay the giant beast crashing into the mountain below.

Only the next moment.

When he saw a huge black bear, and ten meters below it, a person looking up towards him.

He was puzzled, but also asked cautiously:

"You are...?"

Whoosh—

Under the gaze of the disciples, the Sect Leader, and the remaining three Elders, as soon as he spoke his question, his voice abruptly stopped, as if his throat had been cut by something.

Before everyone could react.

They only saw a shadow suddenly appear beside the Great Elder.

The Great Elder was also decapitated, his body falling to the side.

"Great Elder!"

"Less than a breath... he... killed the Great Elder..."

"He is... Zhang... Zhang Feng..."

At this moment, many people cried out in terror, and some disciples recognized Zhang Feng, whose appearance seemed more mature.

They had also gone out with a few Elders before and seen Zhang Feng's portrait.

And because they were supposed to capture Zhang Feng, they naturally remembered Zhang Feng's appearance.

But this second, and this scene, was something they had never expected from beginning to end.

Including the Elders and the Sect Leader, when they saw it was Zhang Feng, they also revealed unconcealable surprise and anger.

"Dare to trespass into my sect alone? You're really seeking death!"

"Give me back my Brother's life!"

"Attack!"

Enemies meeting stirred strong emotions; the Sect Leader and the Elders had no unnecessary words, not only charging forward but also ordering the disciples to swarm him.

The disciples were also veterans of Jianghu conflicts and had seen many instances of seeking revenge.

As the Sect Leader and Elders led the way, they also surged forward without hesitation.

"Kill him!"

"Avenge the Great Elder!"

"He's just one person!"

Disciples surrounded him from all directions.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng turned his palm downwards, and the Great Elder's divine weapon slipped from his grasp, being grasped in Zhang Feng's hand.

Subsequently, a sword energy resembling spirit energy slashed horizontally, and the foremost Elder was cut in half at the waist.

With power undiminished, the disciples surging within three meters behind him also ended up with scattered limbs and severed arms.

Coupled with a thunderous roar, a huge black bear successfully climbed up the rock face, and with a casual swipe of its paw, it shattered the chest bones of several Houtian disciples, who were clearly beyond saving.

These miraculous scenes caused everyone's anger and killing intent to dissipate, and they all stopped in their tracks.