Seeing Li Feng’s domineering and formidable aura, the onlookers, though surprised by how drastically he had changed in such a short time, had no desire to provoke him at this moment and dispersed.
A sheep turned into a fierce tiger. Li Feng, a wastrel for so many years, had erupted, stomping on Sun Xipeng and slapping Hu Meng. This was definitely explosive news in Tianhai City!
Seeing no one left around him, Hu Meng grew even more frightened. His hesitant steps forward lacked confidence as he stammered to Li Quan, “Li Quan, we’re friends, aren’t we? You… you’re close to Li Feng. You’ve got to stop him from hitting me again…”
No matter how bad Hu Meng was, he was just a bully who picked on the weak. He could dish it out, but when it was his turn to take a beating, how could he not be scared?
This guy knew how to pick his allies. He understood that if anyone could save him now, it was definitely Li Quan.
Li Feng gave him a contemptuous glance, chuckling, “No need to beg Li Quan. If I want to hit you, no one can stop me. Begging anyone is useless! Come here!”
With that, he lifted his foot off Sun Xipeng’s chest and said to the dawdling Hu Meng, “Help him up and get lost!”
“Sun Xipeng, I know you’re not convinced, and I don’t care if you are. If you’ve got the guts, come for revenge. I, Li Feng, will be waiting. I don’t want trouble, but I’m even less willing to let others treat me like a soft persimmon to squeeze as they please! Do you understand?”
Li Feng saw the humiliated and furious fire in Sun Xipeng’s eyes but didn’t care, speaking directly.
He didn’t take these small fries seriously at all.
Sun Xipeng’s face was full of resentment. He now knew he was no match for Li Feng. Hearing Li Feng’s arrogant words, he didn’t retort, only swearing to himself to find a way to regain his face.
Seeing Sun Xipeng stay silent, Li Feng said calmly, “I’m warning you, this was just a small lesson. I advise you not to test my limits again. Next time, it won’t be so simple!”
After saying this, Li Feng didn’t even glance at Sun Xipeng again and turned to leave.
Li Quan snapped out of his shock and hurriedly jogged to catch up.
After Li Feng left, the atmosphere at the scene grew oppressively silent. No one spoke, no one moved; you could hear a pin drop.
What was deterrence? What was arrogance? This was it!
After a while, Wang Yilong glanced awkwardly at the beaten Sun Xipeng and Hu Meng, saying, “Ahem, Sun Xipeng, Hu Meng, are you both alright?”
Hu Meng spat, either to clear the blood from his mouth or to express disdain for Wang Yilong’s cowardice, and walked away without a word.
Sun Xipeng snorted through his nose as a response to Wang Yilong, then got into his car and left.
…
Back at the villa, Li Feng went to the bathroom to clean up, leaving Li Quan in the living room, stunned by Li Feng’s earth-shattering transformation.
Having followed Li Feng for over a decade, Li Quan thought he knew him best, but the earlier scene completely upended his understanding. Was this still the same Li Feng?
But today, Li Feng had beaten Sun Xipeng. Knowing Sun Xipeng’s character, he wouldn’t let it go.
Though Li Feng was the Li family’s young master and his cousin, it was a pity.
Li Feng had to die.
Only with Li Feng dead could Li Quan become the Li family’s heir and claim Hu Yuanyuan, Tianhai City’s top beauty.
Not only Sun Xipeng and Liu Shichao coveted Hu Yuanyuan, but Li Quan was no different. Because of Li Feng, he had more contact with her, fostering an obsessive desire to possess her.
Li Feng’s change put him on guard. Glancing at the bathroom, Li Quan stepped outside to make a call.
…
After his bath, Li Feng returned to his room and began circulating the *Nine Heavens Heart Sutra*. Suddenly, he let out a surprised exclamation. This time, as he ran the sutra, he felt a faint ripple in the surrounding spiritual energy!
Li Feng’s heart leaped with joy.
Seven days!
Seven days in this world, and he could finally gather energy!
As he continued circulating the technique, the rippling spiritual energy began to converge toward him, seeping into his body and flowing to his dantian.
Streams of spiritual energy entered his dantian like rain after a drought. His dantian greedily absorbed it, spreading it to every corner of his body, nourishing and repairing his broken meridians and every inch of his skin.
When Li Feng opened his eyes, dawn was breaking outside. A whole day had passed.
He exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling refreshed, his body crackling with energy, immensely comfortable.
Inspecting himself internally, he found that in one day, he had not only successfully gathered energy but had reached the initial stage of the first layer!
This speed surprised him. Even in his past life, he hadn’t reached the first layer this quickly!
“It seems this body has some use after all!” Li Feng muttered.
Though this body was weak, it came from a wealthy family and had consumed plenty of nourishing supplements. These nutrients, hidden in his body, were activated by the *Nine Heavens Heart Sutra*.
If this body weren’t so frail, he might have broken through to the second layer by now.
Li Feng’s car had been destroyed in the racing accident, leaving him without transport. So he decided to buy a vintage car he’d always dreamed of. Though these 21st-century mainstream vehicles were polluting and slow, Li Feng loved them. At the dealership, his eyes were quickly drawn to sleek, high-performance branded sports cars.
“Antiques, antiques. In my era, these could sell for billions.”
Muttering to himself about these “antique” sports cars, Li Feng was approached by a salesman who, seeing his refined demeanor and focus on the priciest cars, thought he’d landed a big sale. “Sir, this is the latest Porsche 911, with 480 horsepower, 0-100 km/h in 3.7 seconds, and a top speed of 310 km/h. Perfect for a young, successful person like you.”
“Mm-hmm.” Unmoved by the pitch, Li Feng turned to a Ferrari. Seeing his confident air, the salesman didn’t dare interrupt, thinking a multimillion-yuan car sale could earn him a commission worth years of wages.
“If I close this deal, I’ll take a vacation and travel with Nana for some quality time, haha…” Lost in his daydream, the salesman heard Li Feng say, “This one… I’ll take it!”
“Great, sir, I’m on it!” Thrilled at the prospect of a huge commission, the salesman rushed over. But when he saw the car Li Feng pointed to, his face fell.
“Sir… you want this car?” Looking at the Chery QQ, the salesman felt like he’d plummeted from heaven to hell.
“That’s right!” Li Feng replied seriously. “I think this car suits me best.”
“Alright, I’ll handle the paperwork.” Disappointed, the salesman replied listlessly and went to process the sale. About ten steps away, unable to hold back, he muttered, “This broke guy, if you can’t afford a good car, don’t look at them. Wasted my excitement!”
His voice was low, not expecting Li Feng to hear. But Li Feng’s senses were far sharper than an ordinary person’s, catching every word clearly. He shrugged off the complaint, unbothered.
For the current Li Feng, buying a multimillion-yuan sports car was no issue. He genuinely liked these “modern” yet outdated vehicles. But he wasn’t just buying transport; he sought understated luxury with depth.
Some modifications after purchase were, of course, inevitable.
