Fourth Hospital, inside a certain ward.

Feng Ju stuffed a box into Feng Yuhuai's hand and carefully instructed:

"Absorbing the Bone Refining Pill isn't difficult, but it's best not to be disturbed while channeling the energy. The school dormitory is still not quiet enough, so don't return to school tonight."

"Since I haven't been discharged yet, your mom needs to stay here with me. Feng Mu, that ungrateful son, moved out, so the house is the quietest. Go home directly now, refine the pill overnight, and report to school tomorrow morning."

Feng Yuhuai's eyes twinkled with excitement, but she didn't show urgency; she casually placed the pill box aside and held her father's hand with both hands.

In a heartfelt and considerate tone, she said, "Dad, no rush. The school rewarded me with a manual of 'Snake Transformation Force' because of my excellent root bone, and my compatibility with it is very high. I've already produced energy, and using the energy to refine the pill won't take a whole night. Let me spend more time with you and mom."

Relief and gratification appeared on Feng Ju's face: "Good, good, good, I knew Yuhuai wouldn't disappoint me, unlike your useless brother."

Feng Yuhuai consoled him, saying, "Though my brother may lack talent, he is diligent. I saw him on Martial Arts Street a few days ago; it seems he's apprenticed to a martial arts hall."

Feng Ju was momentarily stunned, his face turning grim as he glared fiercely at Wang Xiuli: "Did Feng Mu hand his salary over to you?"

Wang Xiuli, who was peeling an apple for her husband and daughter, nodded in response: "Over 3000 a month, he gave it all to me."

Feng Ju's expression eased slightly, though he still snorted coldly, "He definitely didn't hand over everything, must have kept some. Otherwise, where would he have money to move out and money for a martial arts hall?"

Wang Xiuli was at a loss for words, unable to find a way to defend her son.

Feng Yuhuai shook Feng Ju's hand, speaking coyly, "Dad, it's only right for my brother to keep some money since he moved out to live on his own. I'm just worried about him being deceived by a martial arts hall. Losing money is one thing; I'm just afraid they might endanger his life."

"Yuhuai, what do you mean by this?" Wang Xiuli asked, startled and voiceless. "How could a martial arts hall endanger someone's life?"

Feng Yuhuai explained, "I called my brother, and he said he's joined a martial arts hall. The hall didn't charge him, which makes me worried..."

Yang Tuo, who had accompanied Feng Yuhuai to the hospital and had been quietly standing by, saw her hesitating to explain and interrupted to clarify for her: "It's about being a human punching bag!"

Wang Xiuli's face turned even paler: "A human punching bag?"

She didn't know what it meant, but just from the literal words, she felt a wave of bloodiness coming at her.

Yang Tuo pursed his lips. He admired Feng Yuhuai, finding her smart, filial, talented, and diligent, but thought she overly worried about her useless brother and that she was a bit held back by her average family background.

He sighed and said, "Auntie, it's like those unlicensed martial arts halls outside. They trick people into joining under the guise of being free, saying it's about taking disciples, but they actually make the disciples serve as human punching bags for paying students, saying it's part of the training."

Yang Tuo couldn't help but chuckle, "A human punching bag stands still and only takes hits without retaliating, it's just fooling idiots."

Wang Xiuli's face turned even whiter, and she quickly started taking out her phone to call Feng Mu.

Feng Ju reprimanded with a stern face, "No need to call, don't make a fool of yourself. If Feng Mu wants to be a human punching bag, let him. When he gets beaten half to death, he'll realize his own limitations and come crying back home."

Wang Xiuli was frozen in place, her fingers gripping the phone turning white.

Feng Yuhuai shook Feng Ju's hand again, trying to persuade him coquettishly: "Dad, let mom ask him, just in case my brother does get deceived into something dangerous..."

Feng Yuhuai hadn't slept well last night, waking up from nightmares, haunted by the last words heard in Feng Mu's call.

It's not her fault for being overly suspicious; she hasn't been through hardships, and her unsettled mind easily drifts into wild thoughts, which is quite normal.

Feng Ju furrowed his brow, unmoved by Yuhuai's urging. As a father, he had his dignity and views, and he spoke to Yuhuai in a low voice: "Let that ungrateful boy suffer a bit; there's no harm. If he really gets beaten to death, it's his fate. Enough, stop worrying, pack up your pills."

Feng Ju impatiently urged twice more, then turned to Yang Tuo with a gentle tone, "It's getting late outside, with Yuhuai holding onto the pills, I'm uneasy letting her go back alone, could you..."

Yang Tuo quickly replied, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll make sure Yuhuai gets home safely."

Feng Ju saw through Yang Tuo's intentions but remained calm at heart.

He understood well that his daughter was outstanding in every aspect, especially being particularly discerning, and she could not possibly be swayed by someone like Yang Tuo, who just happened to come from a wealthy family.

His daughter was the apple of his eye, the family's future and hope, bound to soar and transform into a phoenix someday.

Whoever could win her favor would likely be chosen from elite figures entering top universities, or even from noble families coming down from Upper City.

As they left the hospital, Feng Yuhuai relaxed her brow and politely said to Yang Tuo, "Thanks for today. It's late, and since you don't live in the dorm, you should hurry home. I can go back by myself."

Yang Tuo shook his head, firmly refusing, "I promised uncle, I must ensure you return home safely, I can't break my word."

Feng Yuhuai didn't press further and they took a taxi together.

In the car, Feng Yuhuai clutched the pill box tightly, her emotions not as stirred as anticipated; neither the expected excitement nor joy, rather an inexplicable unease.

This unease lingered like a wisp of smoke, elusive but persistent, as if foreshadowing some looming misfortune.

Feeling her chest tighten, Feng Yuhuai thought, "But what bad could really happen to me? It couldn't possibly be my foolish brother plotting against me, could it?"

Various doubts swirled in her mind, realizing the need to verify with Feng Mu about the ambiguous adversary mentioned at the end of that phone call.

And what is it that those self-proclaimed senior brothers and sisters in the call intend?

Turning her head, her gaze pierced through the car window, fixating on the swiftly receding scenery outside.

Her pride made her unwilling to admit being randomly troubled by fear, nor that such fear might be linked to her useless brother.

This is also why Feng Yuhuai, while at the hospital, didn't tell her parents the whole story about Feng Mu, her pride wouldn't allow her to bow her head.

Her face displayed a mix of emotions, then she gritted her teeth, took out her phone, and dialed Feng Mu.

She was not afraid; she just needed confirmation.

The call couldn't go through, as if she had been blocked.

Feng Yuhuai took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, put on a charming look, then borrowed a phone from Yang Tuo, carefully compared the numbers in the contacts, and dialed again.

On the other end, in the courtyard of the Douqiong Martial Arts Hall.

Feng Mu was immersed in training, diligently honing his skills for an entire day.

[Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill] truly lives up to its reputation as an Evil True Skill, he was completely absorbed in it, and in just half a day, of the 4 manuals given by Master Li Guishen, he had already mastered three.

This kind of breakthrough would have been unbelievable for his former self.

In a single day, he opened the door to three martial arts, a cultivation speed that could only be described as terrifying.

"[Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill] is truly a Divine Skill!" Feng Mu inwardly praised, "Perhaps for others, mastering any martial art is not a big deal."

"After all, crossing the threshold is merely standing at the starting point of a towering mountain. Looking up at the peak piercing the clouds, it still seems so distant and elusive, the path ahead remains perilous and long."

"But for me, mastering most martial arts means having one foot across the finish line."

The reason it's described as one foot is because using [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill] to master martial arts produces two skill icons on the system panel.

Just like this moment:

Feng Mu

Strength: 5.7 (1.1+4.6)

Agility: 4.2 (3.8+0.4)

Constitution: 2.1 (0.9+1.2)

Spirit: 1.1 (1+0.1)

Remaining Attribute Points: 0

Iron Eater: Tier 2

Available Metal Trait Slots: 2

Absorbed Traits: Molded Embryo (White)

Current Edibility Slot 1: Cast Iron (Edibility 28.1/100%, Reserves 0.)

Current Edibility Slot 2: Nine Nether Evil Iron (Edibility 3%/100%, Reserves 3%.)

Universal Skills:

Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill·Two Solutions (1/5000)

Crane Claw Skill·Limit-Breaking (Void Claw)

Heart Shattering Palm·Perfection

Basic Boxing·Perfection

Basic Leg Technique·Perfection

Seven Kills Fist·Beginning (1/500)

Seven Kills Fist·Blood and Flesh Two Solutions·Beginning (1/500)

Soul-Seeking Step·Beginning (1/500)

Soul-Seeking Step·Blood and Flesh Two Solutions·Beginning (1/500)

Senluo Finger·Beginning (1/500)

Senluo Finger·Blood and Flesh Two Solutions·Beginning (1/500)

Body Forging Exercise (Not Mastered)

Remaining General Skill Proficiency: 12,780

Secret Techniques: Tongue Root Death Curse Lv1, Marriage Death Twins Lv1, Deputy's Blessing Lv1, Blood Bar Deceit Eye Lv1

Remaining Special Skill Points: 0

A normal version and a Blood and Flesh Two Solutions version, appearing like a pair of conjoined twins...

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