Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 15916

Chapter 15914. The Battle of Life and Death

After arranging the statue, Chen Feng carefully examined the cabinet, making sure it wouldn’t be easily detected. Only then was he relieved. With a thought, he activated a manipulation technique, moving the cabinet aside. He then knelt before the statue again, entering the space once more. The statue spoke to him again: “My believer, you have displayed your arrogance to others. What reward do you desire?”

Chen Feng replied, “Almighty God, I wish to improve my talent and increase my cultivation speed.”

“Simple, go.” The dialogue was the same. The next moment, Chen Feng returned to his meditation room. The pain returned, though Chen Feng was prepared, he still writhed in agony. Then, a layer of black substance reappeared on his body.

After cleaning it, Chen Feng didn’t immediately begin cultivating. He had already cultivated for a considerable time today; he couldn’t continue, or his meridians would be overwhelmed. He would wait until tomorrow to cultivate.

Chen Feng didn’t go out again. He had already gone out several times today, and going out again would be too conspicuous. He stayed obediently in his room, and the night passed uneventfully. The next day, he cultivated as usual and found that his cultivation speed had increased again. One cultivation session now was equivalent to twenty cultivation sessions before. This cultivation session also gave him an unexpected surprise. He discovered that his long-stagnant realm was slightly loosening. He was about to break through! This was definitely good news for him. As long as he broke through once more, he could reach the Momentum Realm, which would allow him to stay in the outer sect of the Qinglan Sect. Otherwise, in a couple of days, he would be expelled from the outer sect. He had originally thought he might stay in the outer sect, but he hadn’t expected such an unexpected surprise.

After finishing his cultivation, Chen Feng went out again. He still held his head high. Today, he went to more places, and more people saw him. Although those people were very unhappy with his appearance, they didn’t do anything to him, and he had achieved his goal.

It wasn’t until evening that he returned to his small building. Just as he reached the stairs, he saw someone—the same cultivator he didn’t get along with. The man stood there, looking at Chen Feng with ill intent.

Chen Feng ignored him, tilting his head back as he climbed the stairs, but he was already on guard. He knew perfectly well that the other man’s intentions were malicious; otherwise, he wouldn’t be waiting for him.

Just as he reached the cultivator, the man suddenly spoke, “Young Master Yu Ping, you’ve been quite arrogant these past few days. You didn’t even greet your senior brother? What? You don’t take me seriously?”

Chen Feng didn’t even glance at him, continuing upstairs as if the man didn’t exist, as if his words were nothing but empty talk.

His expression caused the man’s face to change instantly. He directly rammed his shoulder into Chen Feng’s shoulder. Chen Feng had been watching him closely, and upon seeing his action, he couldn’t help but snort coldly. Then, he channeled his spiritual energy into his shoulder and also rammed into him.

A muffled thud was heard, Chen Feng’s body swayed slightly, but he quickly regained his balance. The man’s body also swayed slightly. Chen Feng then continued walking upstairs, and the man no longer stopped him. He looked at Chen Feng with some surprise, realizing that Chen Feng’s strength seemed to be no less than his own. This surprised him, as his strength was about to reach the Qi level, while Chen Feng had previously been inferior to him. He never expected that Chen Feng’s strength was now on par with his own, which truly surprised him.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Feng, who still ignored him and continued upstairs. He roared, “Chen Feng, stop pretending! Tomorrow I’ll apply to the sect to have a life-or-death duel with you in the Life-or-Death Arena. Let’s see if you’re still so arrogant then!” Chen Feng

paused slightly, then ignored him and continued upstairs, as if he hadn’t heard him. This enraged the man, his eyes turning bloodshot. He wanted nothing more than to beat Chen Feng up right then and there, but he held back. He had to wait until the Life-or-Death Arena to deal with Chen Feng.

The Life-or-Death Arena was a place for resolving conflicts within the Qinglan Sect’s outer sect. If two disciples had a deep-seated feud, they could apply to the sect to go to the Life-or-Death Arena. Before going, both had to sign a life-or-death agreement. Once on the arena, life and death were irrelevant. You could kill your opponent by any means necessary in the Life-or-Death Arena, and the sect wouldn’t punish you. However, outside of the Life-or-Death Arena, if you attacked others at will, the Qinglan Sect’s rules would punish you.

However, under normal circumstances, outer disciples of the Qinglan Sect would not easily step into the Life and Death Arena. You never know what kind of methods your opponent might possess; if they have some life-saving techniques, they could easily kill you. That’s why the Life and Death Arena is only used a few times a year.

Chen Feng, however, had already returned to his room. His brows furrowed. It was possible the other party wanted to go into the Life and Death Arena; they might actually do it. His current strength was inferior to theirs, and more importantly, he couldn’t refuse. If one side wanted the other to go into the Life and Death Arena, the other side could refuse, but the refusing party had to pay a price: one hundred spirit stones. One hundred

spirit stones might not sound like much, but for an ordinary outer disciple like Chen Feng, it was a considerable sum. Chen Feng didn’t even have one hundred spirit stones. This meant that if the other party really issued a challenge in the Life and Death Arena, he would have no choice but to accept.

He and his opponent were roughly equal in strength, but Chen Feng was well aware that his combat power was inferior. Although his opponent’s strength was similar, he possessed formidable swordsmanship and frequently engaged in combat while frequently undertaking missions outside the sect. Chen Feng, on the other hand, mostly performed missions within the sect and had less experience in combat. Under these circumstances, he had absolutely no chance against his opponent.

So, what should he do now? Thinking this, he entered the meditation room, moved the cabinet aside, and bowed before the statue inside. The next moment, he entered that space. Chen Feng originally wanted the statue to directly enhance his talent and increase his cultivation speed, but he suddenly remembered the threat from that person. He decided to try something else. So when the statue asked him what he wanted, he directly said, “Almighty God, I want to increase my combat power and defeat my enemies.”

“Simple, go down.” The answer was the same. He then returned to his room, and the next moment he fainted. While he was unconscious, he felt himself enter a hazy, gray space. In that space, he was constantly practicing a sword technique. This was the only sword technique Chen Feng knew. It was just an ordinary sword technique from the Qinglan Sect, and its power was only average. Chen Feng had never seriously practiced this sword technique before, so although he knew it, he couldn’t actually use it in combat.

But this time, in this hazy space, he practiced this sword technique until it was perfectly refined. The next moment, a figure made of gray mist suddenly emerged from the mist, wielding a long sword and attacking Chen Feng. Chen Feng immediately used the same sword technique to meet the attack, but he was no match for the opponent. After a few moves, the opponent pierced his chest with a sword.

He continued to fight the gray mist figure with the same sword technique. He didn’t know how long he fought, but his swordsmanship grew increasingly fierce. Finally, he pierced the gray mist figure’s body with his sword, and the gray mist figure vanished.

But before he could catch his breath, another gray mist figure appeared. This gray mist figure was even stronger than the first one. He fought this gray mist figure again, and after an unknown amount of time, Chen Feng finally defeated him. But soon another gray mist figure appeared. This time, although the gray mist figure still used a longsword, he used other magical weapons. It took Chen Feng a long time to defeat him. After he defeated the gray mist figure, it disappeared, and Chen Feng emerged from that space.

When Chen Feng emerged from that space, he immediately opened his eyes. He found himself lying on the ground. He immediately stood up, and as soon as he stood up, he noticed something was wrong. He discovered that his strength seemed to have increased. He had unknowingly broken through and had now reached the Qi level. Moreover, he discovered that his memories of swordsmanship, including his combat experience, were perfectly preserved.

This delighted him. He immediately drew his longsword and began practicing the sword technique. His meditation room wasn’t very large, but it was enough for practicing. Of course, he couldn’t use footwork, otherwise the space wouldn’t be enough. However, he didn’t need to use footwork now; he just needed to get a feel for the sword.

The result was excellent. He found that he was now extremely familiar with the sword technique, and his memory of using it in combat was crystal clear. This greatly boosted his confidence. He was certain that if that person really challenged him to a life-or-death duel, he would be the victor.

Chen Feng sheathed his longsword, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He was truly thrilled. He genuinely hadn’t expected a god to achieve this. The god had given him so much. He was even hoping that the other person would challenge him to a life-or-death duel; he would definitely make that person pay.

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Feng calmed himself down and went to his bedroom to rest. He needed to prepare for the possible battle tomorrow and conserve his energy. If his opponent really wanted to fight him to the death tomorrow, he would definitely kill him. He wanted to establish his authority and prove himself. For so many years, the name “Young Master Jade Bottle” had been associated with him and had become a phrase used by everyone to ridicule him. If his opponent really wanted to fight him to the death, he would use his opponent’s life to prove himself and let all those who mocked him know that Chen Feng was not someone to be trifled with.