Dragon Martial Emperor/C4 Young Master Feng Luo
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C4 Young Master Feng Luo

The news of Long Yu being able to cultivate was an enormous joy to Feng Changge.

All along, it had always been Feng Changge's concern that Long Yu could not cultivate. After all, in this world where martial arts ruled supreme, a person who could not cultivate was actually just a piece of trash!

"I can cultivate now and I have stepped into Level One of Martial Tao."

Long Yu nodded, and said with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad! I didn't expect such a blessing in disguise. Thank heavens!"

Feng Changge's resolute face was filled with joy as he reached out his hand to grasp Long Yu's wrist. After examining him, he found that a slight flow of Profound Qi was flowing in Long Yu's veins, and that his meridians were no longer blocked. He was indeed at Level Two of Martial Tao.

Feng Changge also rejoiced in his heart. Luckily, Long Yu was fine. Otherwise, if Long Yu had really been killed by those two servants, he would have definitely regretted it for the rest of his life.

"Father, in order to save myself, I killed those two servants…"

Long Yu was a little embarrassed. After all, the two servants were servants of the Feng Family who had done many things for the Feng Family.

"That’s fine. They wanted to kill you, but their strength is inferior to yours. That would be courting death."

Feng Changge smiled and waved his hand, "You have just stepped into the Martial Tao and you can already defeat two servants. It seems that you are talented in combat. Work hard, and your future will be in your own hands!"

The future was in his hands!

Long Yu solemnly nodded his head. He naturally understood this.

In the path of martial Tao, even a true genius wouldn't necessarily make it to the end. This path was too difficult and dangerous. Only by persevering with one's original aspiration could one overcome all obstacles and reach the pinnacle!

"Alright, stop thinking about it."

Seeing Long Yu's serious expression, Feng Changge could not help but give him a gentle smile, patted him on his shoulder and said, "Originally I prepared a Spirit Pill for Yao'er, but she left in such a hurry, so I did not have time to give it to her. Now that you have stepped into the Martial Tao, I'll give the pill to you."

After he finished speaking, he took out an exquisite little porcelain bottle from within his clothes and handed it over to Long Yu.

"Spirit Pill!"

Long Yu was startled. It was actually a pill!

On the Heavenly Oracle Continent, pills were a great help to Martial Cultivators in their cultivation. If they grew up in some big families and used all kinds of pills and spirit herbs since a young age, they would be much more advantageous in cultivation than normal people.

"The Spirit Pill is a low-grade pill. Although it is considered the lowest-grade pill, it should have quite a good effect on you."

Feng Changge smiled and said, "Go, absorb the pill now. On the path of cultivation, do not dilly-dally."

"Sure."

Long Yu did not shirk. After all, he was in need of pills.

Just as Feng Changge had said, even though this Spirit Pill was the lowest-grade of pill, it was still not easy even for Feng Changge to obtain one!

The value of a single Spirit Pill was equivalent to the expense of an ordinary family of three for at least ten years.

He received the small porcelain bottle that contained the Spirit Pill, bid his farewell to Feng Changge, and left, heading towards the small courtyard he lived in.

Feng Changge stood at the entrance of the hall, watching Long Yu's figure gradually disappear, and he nodded his head pleasingly.

"General, now that your son has finally stepped into the Martial Tao, even I would not have thought that such a day would come…"

As he thought about it, Feng Changge's eyes started to shine with teardrops!

The days of following the general in galloping on horses for a thousand miles to kill the enemies were long gone. Now, if Long Yu could achieve something in the Martial Tao, Feng Changge would be satisfied for the rest of his life.

...

Long Yu headed towards his own residence. Halfway there, he suddenly felt a person coming out from the side.

"Trash, do you remember what day it is today?"

An arrogant youth dressed in brocade robes led two servants of the Feng Family and stood in front of Long Yu. Not only the arrogant youth, even the two servants looked at Long Yu with contempt.

Feng Luo!

Long Yu smiled lightly, "So it's Young Master Feng Luo. What day is it today? How come I don't remember?"

In the past when Long Yu couldn't cultivate, this Feng Luo relied on his identity as the Young Master of Feng Family to beat him up multiple times and loot the monthly allowance given by the family.

"Humph, stop pretending."

Feng Luo looked arrogant. He snorted lightly, "Obediently give me your monthly allowance. You are just a waste that can't cultivate. Why do you need so much money? It's such a waste. Why don't you give it to me so I can improve my strength?"

In front of a trash like Long Yu, he was so arrogant and proud that his nostrils almost flared towards the sky.

Come on, he was a Martial Cultivator at Level Three of Martial Tao!

Although Level Three of Martial Tao was nothing to other people, he was still extremely powerful compared to a trash like Long Yu, so he could do whatever he wanted to him.

"Have you ever used the money you took from me for cultivation? Which time isn't it used for pleasure?"

Long Yu laughed disdainfully, "I think giving you all the money is a real waste."

"Trash, did you take the wrong medicine today? Do you want to get beaten up again?"

Feng Luo didn't think that Long Yu would be so uncooperative today. He had been very obedient before.

Of course he didn't know that after Long Yu had stepped into the Martial Tao, the difference in strength between them wasn't that big anymore. Long Yu had always been bullied by him, so now that he had the strength, he naturally would not silently endure the humiliation anymore!

"Perfect. Let's see if I can fight against someone at Level Three of Martial Tao…"

Long Yu thought in his heart. Even though his strength was still not as great as Feng Luo's, he had the rich experience of killing in his previous life. With the 1,000 kilograms of strength after he had stepped into the Martial Tao, he might win against Feng Luo.

However, at this moment, a loud shout came from the side.

"Stop! Feng Luo, what are you doing?"

Feng Changge's figure appeared not too far away. He actually rushed over upon hearing the noise!

"Feng Changge?"

Feng Luo's expression changed as he gritted his teeth, "Let's go. Trash, consider yourself lucky today."

With that, he turned around and left with his two servants.

“Was I lucky?”

Long Yu looked at Feng Luo's figure as he left and faintly smiled. In the end, who was the luckiest one here was still not certain!

After Feng Changge shouted to Feng Luo to retreat, he did not come over, but smiled at Long Yu from afar, and then turned around and left.

Long Yu glanced at Feng Changge's back, and then turned and left as well.

"Feng Luo has a big brother, Feng Yun. He started cultivating in the Heaven Suppressing Sect, one of the seven great sects of the Great Tang Kingdom, very early on. He is now a core disciple…"

Long Yu walked to his own courtyard, and thought, "As a core disciple of the Heaven Suppressing Sect, Feng Yun's cultivation is probably not much weaker than father's. The most important thing is that he's still young, and in the future, Feng Yun will probably control this Feng Family."

The reason that Feng Luo was so arrogant, openly provoking and insulting Long Yu, and even looked down on him, was that he could rely on his big brother Feng Yun, who was cultivating in the Heaven Suppressing Sect.

Every year at the Feng Family Meeting, Feng Yao would lose to Feng Yun, which showed just how strong Feng Yun was.

"If I can quickly raise my cultivation up, maybe I can help father."

Long Yu has made up his mind. He was extremely grateful to Feng Changge, so how could he watch his position of Patriarch get snatched away?

He held the small porcelain bottle with the Sprit Pill in his hand and continued to walk forwards. His steps were even firmer than before!

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