C5

Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Leticia had used all her strength to search for her missing son, but there was no trace of him at all. At this time, the Winston Family had begun to mobilize. Although Bonan was a top trash, he was still the eldest son of the family head. If they were to disappear just like that, the prestige of the family would definitely be affected.

The cultivating Ji Feng did not even know what was happening outside. In the dark underground world, he did not have any idea of the passage of time. What he was doing was training, training, and retraining. The depression that had been brought upon him by the incompatibility of this body with this world's cultivation system no longer existed. As long as he could cultivate the Nameless Art, he would be able to have a foothold in this world, and then he would be able to find a way to return to Earth. Although this chance seemed very slim, there was still hope.

Although his body couldn't cultivate dou qi and magic, his cultivation of the [Nameless] technique was twice the result with half the effort. In one month's time, the true qi vortex in his dantian was the size of a quail egg. The newly formed Zhen Qi was not condensed together, and it looked like a nebula.

This is unthinkable on Earth. Thinking back to when he had acquired the Nameless Art on Earth, he had to use many years to cultivate a trace of true qi. It was because of this little bit of zhenqi that he was able to gain the upper hand in the initial fight with the vampires, eventually reaching the peak. Although he did not know how much time had passed, but the unexpected huge harvest gave Ji Feng a huge motivation.

At this time, the wounds on Ji Feng's body had all healed. The scabs from earlier had mostly fallen off, and only a few of the larger wounds had some black scabs stuck to them. The hair that had previously been burnt out had grown an inch in length. It was unknown whether it was because he had cultivated his zhenqi or because he had gotten used to it, but the cold water and the coldness were gradually weakening, reaching a point where he could ignore it.

On this day, Ji Feng finished his training and opened his eyes. If one were to look into his eyes, they would see a look of satisfaction. He could clearly feel that his inner force had increased by a tiny bit.

Feeling a little hungry, Ji Feng looked ahead and realized that there was no bread this time. At that moment, he felt movement above his head. He looked up and saw a basket hanging down from the ceiling. When the basket touched the ground, the rope shook and the basket immediately flipped over. The bread rolled out from the inside, and before the rolling bread had stopped, the rope was pulled up and the basket was pulled up.

Only when the basket was out of sight did the rolling bread stop. The monsoon counted eight breads. At this moment, he suddenly understood something. Although he was very hungry, he did not go to get his own bread. He wanted to see who had taken his bread.

He didn't have to wait long before someone slowly stood up. This was an old man whose hair and skin were all very gray. Looking at his appearance, Ji Feng could guess that he had been here for a long time. The old man walked to the bread that was closest to him and bent down to pick it up. Then, he returned to his original position and sat down. Then there was a wrinkled old man with blond hair that had lost its luster. Like the old man before him, he too took his own bread and sat back down. After them came a silver-haired old lady, a dark and powerful looking man, a fat man, a very standard brown haired man, and finally a tall and muscular man. His hair was black and white, and there was a deep scar on the left side of his face. He picked up a piece of bread but did not go back. Instead, he walked towards the last piece of bread on the ground. He bent over to pick up the bread, broke half of it, and casually threw the other half onto the ground. He did not even glance at Ji Feng, who was staring at him.

This man was called Gabe. Before he entered, he was an Elementary Level 6 Martial Saint. Ten years had passed and he was still an Elementary Level 6 Martial Saint. With the existence of the Demon Sealing Ring, there was no possibility of his cultivation improving at all. The wound on his left cheek was the result of his first failure. Although he only needed to find a random priest or a water mage who had mastered healing techniques to completely remove it, he didn't do so. The reason he gave was that the scar was memorable. He was an expert of the Golden Sand Empire in the desert of the Far West. He had been caught beating up the local residents in the capital of the Manchester Empire.

This place was located underground of the imperial palace, and the prisoners here were all powerhouses who had been captured from other countries and were unwilling to be loyal to the Empire. Although recently, people would all wear a Demon Sealing Ring around their necks, the Empire still didn't feel at ease with these people.

Ji Feng didn't know about Gabe. He only knew that Gabe had taken half of his loaf of bread. Earlier on, he had suspected that someone had taken his food. However, at that time, he was only focused on cultivating and resisting the cold and injuries, so he didn't have the time to investigate everything. By now, most of his injuries had recovered. Because of this, he had some ability to fight. It had been a long time since he, who was once the strongest on Earth, had to compromise.

So he said coldly, "Why my food?"

Gabe ignored him and went straight to his place and took a bite from the half piece of bread in his right hand.

Ji Feng was infuriated by the man's attitude. He stood up and dashed towards him. Although he knew that these seven people were all experts, they all wore Demon Sealing Rings around their necks, making it impossible for them to use their battle spirit and magic power. Only the body could fight. Moreover, he could tell at a glance that she had been here for a long time. Thus, he had no qualms in his heart at all.

Seeing that Ji Feng had rushed over, Gabe's eyes flashed with interest. The other six people's gazes were also attracted over.

Gabe did not stand up, but continued to eat the half piece of bread in his hand at a leisurely pace. When Ji Feng rushed towards him, he suddenly stretched out his right leg and kicked his right calf at an oblique angle.

Ji Feng was a powerful warrior on Earth, and he had a lot of battle experience. He didn't care about Gabe's casual kick at all. When he was in front of him, he exerted a little force with his left foot and his body rose up from the ground. His right foot, which was in mid-air, suddenly stretched out and kicked Gabby's chest.

Gabe was shocked by the mountain's counterattack. Although his battle spirit was already restrained, his eyes were still there. He could clearly feel that there was no battle spirit in Ji Feng's body. Even though he didn't know why Ji Feng was locked up here, he was curious about his previous cultivation method. However, he did not put Ji Feng in his eyes.

Due to the quick movement of the monsoon and Gabe's carelessness, the monsoon's foot quickly reached Gabby's chest. All Gabby could do was throw the bread away and meet the enemy with both hands. In that case, even if he were to defeat Ji Feng and teach him a lesson, it wouldn't be enough to cover up his embarrassment. Therefore, he did not do so. Instead, he took the opportunity to lie down on the left side while lifting his empty right leg up and kicking towards Mountain's knee.

At that moment, Ji Feng realized something was wrong. He forgot that this wasn't his original body. Although this body's quality was still good, it wasn't as flexible as his original body. If this was his previous body, he would have a lot of ways to deal with it. But now, even if he was anxious, there was nothing he could do. He could only watch as Gabe's foot quickly approached his knee.