Chapter 166: Will the System Also Become a Stumbling Block?

【You passively completed an intense cultivation session.】

【You absorbed the resentment from the other party; your Misfortune Iron Reserve dropped from 2.2% to 1.9%, while Consumption Rate rose from 5.8% to 6.1%.】

Yuan Xidi slowly unwound the bloodstained gauze, revealing his fist covered in old and new scars, and at the same time showed Feng Mu a grinning smile.

The curve of his mouth corner was his final stubbornness, as if silently narrating the unyielding perseverance of a Senior Brother.

Feng Mu's arms and body were also splattered with bloodstains; bruises were hidden under his clothes, and even his brow corner had split open with a thin, long wound.

However, he paid no heed to these injuries, merely treated the wounds simply, then returned Yuan Xidi a warm smile. His smile held no stubbornness, only full sincerity.

Yuan Xidi looked at Feng Mu's beaming face, his eye corner still oozing blood beads, and couldn't help his mouth corner twitch; he thought to himself: "I used Junior Brother as an Iron Man Stake to beat on, yet why is he happier than me? Could it be that Junior Brother has a strange masochistic tendency?"

Yuan Xidi maintained surface composure and slowly turned to leave.

Feng Mu watched Yuan Xidi's departing back; the smile on his face gradually faded, and his brows furrowed slightly:

"Today's Misfortune Iron Consumption Rate only increased by 0.3%, clearly a decline from before; could it be because Fourth Senior Brother's resentment has become thin?"

Feng Mu thought: "It seems I can't just keep targeting Fourth Senior Brother alone to ruthlessly shear wool; I must also give him time to go out and replenish resentment, to recharge himself."

"What a pity that the other Senior Brothers and Sisters are all too lazy; I've repeatedly requested to spar with them, yet always get brushed off and refused with various excuses — truly helpless; the 【Rong Gui Pai】 atmosphere needs rectifying."

Feng Mu was sighing inwardly when Hong Ya bounced over briskly.

She leapt in a swift step, easily jumping onto the Platform, then took out a bottle of Three-No Spray from her pocket.

She lightly pressed the nozzle, spraying evenly at the bloodstains on the Platform.

Instantly, those bloodstains seemed touched by magic, turning into steam and dissipating in the air; the Platform became cleaner and tidier than if meticulously wiped with a mop.

Hong Ya patted her hands in satisfaction, walked behind Feng Mu, simply tied her hair into two playful buns, wore a serious expression, and began her cultivation.

Feng Mu turned his head to glance at Hong Ya: "Junior Sister is fairly diligent; she probably wouldn't refuse to spar with me, but... forget it."

After all, in every 【Team Building】 activity, Junior Sister mostly shoulders the heavy logistics and cleaning duties; genuine opportunities to score head kills are few and far between, and the resentment accumulated on her is truly not much.

Feng Mu is pure of heart; he fears he might accidentally suck Junior Sister dry if he's not careful.

"When it comes down to it, I still need to go to the Prison as soon as possible; that place is my paradise — me going there is like a mouse burrowing into a rice jar, able to eat to my heart's content; ptooey ptooey ptooey, how can I describe myself as a mouse."

Feng Mu's heart was full of longing; his eyes stared blankly,

"Wonder when the Prison side will confirm the hiring post so only I remain as the applicant; hurry up the efficiency."

Hong Ya raised an eyebrow and widened her eyes slightly, asking with full Senior Sister airs: "What are you looking at me for?"

Feng Mu snapped back, smiled: "Junior Sister has started cultivating too; then is there no one watching the Dojo Front Desk?"

Hong Ya answered unconcerned: "Eldest Senior Brother is off today; I already had him watch the Front Desk for me."

Feng Mu lightly replied "Oh," but couldn't help Li Bashan's burly figure surfacing in his mind, as if a small mountain sitting at the Front Desk; he muttered inwardly:

"If the Martial Arts Hall can recruit even one new client today, that counts as the Ancestral Masters blessing with manifested spirit."

The Ancestral Masters cannot possibly bless with manifested spirit, because sitting at the Front Desk with brows tightly knitted, Li Bashan is plotting to dig up the Ancestral Masters' grave.

The only problem is he doesn't know where the Ancestral Masters' burial ground is; but no matter, he has already asked Lao Wu Hei to check the Government-managed "Tomb Registration System."

Feng Mu doesn't care about these; he came back to his senses, immersing himself in single-minded cultivation.

【【You are immersed in selfless cultivation!】

【Seven Killing Fist Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 14 points.】

【Seven Killing Fist Flesh Second Solution Proficiency also increased by 14 points.】

【Soul Chasing Step Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 10 points.】

【Soul Chasing Step Flesh Second Solution Proficiency increased by 10 points.】

【.....】

Cultivated until stomach hungry, ate lunch, continued cultivating without pause.

【Forest Finger Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 22 points.】

【Forest Finger Flesh Second Solution Proficiency likewise increased by 22 points.】

【Ghost Armor Skin Changing Technique Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 50 points.】

Time quietly slipped away in silence...

After dinner, Hong Ya felt her stamina about to run out, but watching her Junior Brother still spirited and focused on cultivation, she gritted her teeth hard and forced herself to keep persisting.

Four hours later, Hong Ya returned to the Bedroom with body and mind exhausted.

She collapsed onto that bed, almost falling asleep the instant she touched it, sinking into deep sleep.

As expected, this night she was plagued by nightmares, the dreams full of cultivation scenes.

Midnight — once again Feng Mu's most excited moment of the day. He gulped down a bottle of "Latte," deciding to mainly cultivate "Body Forging Exercise" for the coming time.

As if time reversed, returning to that very first night he activated "Iron Eater," he cultivated "Body Forging Exercise" just like this.

The current him no longer needs to follow a video's rhythm; he can freely control his own rhythm, striking Body Forging Exercise slowly and powerfully.

Although meridians are still somewhat stiff, muscle and joint flexibility has made a qualitative leap; practicing "Body Forging Exercise" is no longer as strenuous as before.

【You are cultivating Body Forging Exercise!】

【Your Pig Iron Reserve is continuously decreasing↓, Consumption Rate continuously increasing↑】

【You cultivated Body Forging Exercise for one hour!】

【You cultivated Body Forging Exercise for two hours!】

【You cultivated Body Forging Exercise for three hours!】

Suddenly, two icons appeared one after another in the Skill Panel column.

【Body Forging Exercise Beginner (1/300)】

【Body Forging Exercise Flesh Third Solution Beginner (1/300)】

During the process of cultivating Body Forging Exercise, Feng Mu deliberately avoided using the Blood Flesh Initial Solution True Art's assistance; he consistently insisted on cultivating the Bone Version Skill, precisely to prevent 【Body Forging Exercise】 from easily advancing into the entry stage.

But, no matter how poor his Bone Quality aptitude, it ultimately still verified that old saying — practice makes perfect.】

After relentless effort, the 【Body Forging Exercise】 icon finally broke out of its shell.

Just as the Blood Flesh Version Skill would link with the Bone Version Copy Skill upon entry, the generation of the Bone Version Skill cleverly deceived the system, naturally producing its corresponding twin Blood Flesh Version icon.

Feng Mu had always held this understanding: the hardship of Body Forging Exercise cultivation was precisely the key factor driving the acceleration of Pig Iron digestion rate.

But now, with the entry into Body Forging Exercise, he realized that under the system's blessing, the cultivation difficulty of 【Body Forging Exercise】 would decrease.

"Doesn't this mean the digestion speed of Pig Iron will slow down?!!"

Feng Mu's face instantly turned iron-green; for the first time he deeply felt that the system's assistance to him was not entirely a positive buff — sometimes it could also become a stumbling block dragging him down.

Feng Mu took a deep breath, throwing himself wholeheartedly into Body Forging Exercise cultivation.

He could only hope the Pig Iron digestion rate would not drop excessively, lest it affect his Eat Iron progress too much.

With each movement executed precisely, he silently completed a full round of Body Forging Exercise practice.

After practice ended, Feng Mu's face suddenly became extraordinarily colorful!!!

(End of Chapter)