Chapter 61: The People from Blackwind Stockade Have Arrived!_1
After the Luo Family had made thorough preparations,
two trading caravans, one overt and one covert, set off in two different directions.
Qingshi Town, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
Within the courtyard where Luo Changfeng resided,
underneath a simple stone pavilion made of bluestone.
At this moment, Luo Changfeng was slightly squinting his eyes, cradling a cup of hot tea in his hands.
From time to time, he would bring the teacup to his lips and take a sip.
After several days of cultivation and various enhancements, his cultivation level had finally risen from the Organ Refinement Initial Stage to the Organ Refinement Intermediate Stage.
His strength had greatly increased.
Of course, beyond the advancement in realm,
he had also used the surplus Qi-Blood Value to increase the comprehension of his Feng Ying Step.
Until now, the comprehension level of Feng Ying Step had reached one hundred percent.
His movement speed had now also reached a whole new level.
Even Luo Changfeng was not quite clear about that.
However, what he could be sure of was that,
unless there was some unexpected accident, even Cultivators in the Organ Refinement Late Stage or the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm
would most likely not be able to catch up to him, no matter how desperately they tried.
[Name: Luo Changfeng!]
[Lifespan: 20 years+]
[Cultivation: Organ Refinement Intermediate Stage+ (0/2000)]
[Qi-Blood: 1700 (-0) (ps: Safe usable Qi-Blood is 170 points!)]
[Cultivation Technique: Mortal Supreme Grade – Fierce Tiger Strength (Comprehension: 100%+), Mortal Supreme Grade – Feng Ying Step (Comprehension: 100%+)(Incomplete), Mortal Supreme Grade – Bursting Fist (Comprehension: 30%+)]
[Profession: Alchemy (Comprehension: 2%+)]
The magic panel floating in mid-air before him
was the result of his unwavering effort over the past few days.
“Let’s see how much Qi-Blood value it takes to upgrade the grade of Feng Ying Step…”
“I suspect it should be less than Fierce Tiger Strength.”
Thinking thus in his mind, Luo Changfeng extended his somewhat withered right hand
and lightly tapped the plus sign behind the Feng Ying Step.
[Upgrading the level of Feng Ying Step to Yellow Grade Lower Level requires 500 Qi-Blood points. Do you want to upgrade?]
The familiar popup interface appeared once again before Luo Changfeng’s eyes.
“A discount for upgrading an incomplete technique straight away?”
“If that’s the case, perhaps I should consider upgrading this Feng Ying Step first.”
“Then, I can gradually elevate my own realm.”
With one breath, he allocated all 170 Qi-Blood points to the upgrade of the Feng Ying Step.
Luo Changfeng then casually waved his hand,
dispersing the magic panel before his eyes.
“Considering the time, those two caravans should have already set out, right?”
“Should I follow them and take a look?”
He was momentarily tempted.
Not only had he stayed in this courtyard for too long,
another reason was that he wanted to personally experience the speed limit of Feng Ying Step.
In the Luo Family Clan land of Qingshi Town, a place no bigger than a speck,
it was not sufficient for him to fully stretch his limbs.
“I might as well take a look!”
“That’s settled then.”
“Given the current situation, even if I am absent from Qingshi Town for a short period,”
“the Luo Family shouldn’t encounter any crisis.”
After nodding his head, Luo Changfeng then stood up,
took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.
He circulated the Qi-Blood within his body, channeling most of it into his feet.
Gentle breezes began to whirl around his feet.
Although this was not the first time he had experienced this feeling,
But whenever Luo Changfeng felt the wind circling under his feet, he still found it incredibly magical.
Since the two merchant caravans assembled by the Luo Family were carrying different amounts of gold and silver,
their routes were also completely different.
Therefore, the time they needed to spend on the road was also not the same.
The publicly known caravan had spent just one day and one night before beginning the return journey.
But the secretly organized caravan took a full two days and two nights to reach.
They had arrived near Qingshi Town, a bustling county under the command of the King of Huai Shui, with a population of nearly a million.
After the people of the caravan paid the fee, they were able to enter the city quite smoothly.
Luo Changfeng, however, did not follow them in.
He kept pushing the efficacy of his movement technique, Feng Ying Step, to its utmost, wandering around.
While looking for any trace of the Blackwind Stockade.
Yet, what followed made him feel somewhat disappointed.
He did find the one thousand armored youth led by Luo Yong,
But the people from Blackwind Stockade…
he could not see any trace of.
“Could it be that the people from Blackwind Stockade dare not come?”
“That shouldn’t be the case…”
“They should find this opportunity irresistible.”
Luo Changfeng silently pondered in his heart, yet he could not come up with a definite answer.
It took about half a day for the caravan to exchange goods.
when the fierce sun was hanging high in the sky,
they had already left the seemingly prosperous city with a large amount of supplies.
Previously, when the caravan was carrying smaller items like gold and silver,
they could hide it to some extent.
Now, as the caravan had exchanged all the gold and silver for various important supplies,
this caravan had completely shifted from operating in secret to being out in the open.
On the way back with the supplies,
everything was still extraordinarily calm.
Along the way, it wasn’t that there were no bandits or horse thieves eyeing this caravan.
However, when those brigands saw the massive size of the supplies being transported by the caravan,
they no longer dared to harbor any ulterior motives.
Bandits and horse thieves might rob small traders with no issue,
but to try and rob such a caravan with its large cargo of supplies,
isn’t that plainly sending themselves to their death?
Although brigands are ruthless, they are not foolish after all.
In the blink of an eye, evening approached.
At that time, a pure and enchanting moon hung high in the sky.
The temperature around them began to drop with the passage of time, becoming even colder.
And every now and then, gusts of cold wind blew by like small knives,
making many people in the caravan involuntarily rub their hands and shrink their necks.
“Father, the people from Blackwind Stockade…”
“Still no appearance?”
Not far from the caravan, within a concealed woodland,
one thousand armored youth were crouching silently on the ground.
Luo Yong glanced at his son, Luo Qingshan, beside him and said quietly, “If Blackwind Stockade really intends to make a move on the caravan,
“tonight will be their last chance.”
In the blink of an eye, another half hour passed.
Just as numerous people were feeling drowsy,
suddenly, a noisy sound of footsteps came from not far away.
Hearing this sound, Luo Yong’s lips curled into a smirk.
Excitement appeared on his face, “The people from Blackwind Stockade have arrived.”