After all his years of hard cultivation, he hadn’t discovered the true use of his own abilities, unlike Zhang Chen who figured it out in just one glance.
He was really curious about how Zhang Chen knew the true use of his skill?
As for how Zhang Chen knew? He mastered the Devouring Technique, being an ancestor in devouring techniques, the opponent’s methods appeared too simple to Zhang Chen.
I can devour the essence of everything, aid in cultivation, strengthen my innate foundation, and transform my footing. This is the true path of the Dao, but the opponent? He’s absorbing Iron Essence to refine Copper Skin and Iron Bones, with limited future achievements.
Even if he finishes devouring all mundane iron and moves on to Innate Geng Metal, then what? At most, it will temper his body to be as Immortal as Innate Geng Metal, but ultimately, it won’t achieve the Dao.
"It was just a guess," Zhang Chen replied with a smile.
"Junior brother, from now on, you’re my real brother. I’ll look after you in Yellow Heaven Dao, and if anyone dares to bully you, I’ll definitely stand up for you," Li Donglai promised, patting his chest.
Zhang Chen gave Li Donglai a look: "If you say so, senior brother, then I’ll be blunt. I do have an enemy in Huangli Temple, it’s the Crown Prince of Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, Zhang Xiaohua. If you can avenge me and beat him to death with one punch, I’d be eternally grateful."
Li Donglai’s movements paused upon hearing this, his initially assured demeanor halted. His eyes were filled with surprise as he looked at Zhang Chen, with a hint of embarrassment: "The Crown Prince of Prince Pingbian’s Mansion... let’s forget it, I can’t afford to provoke him!"
Li Donglai’s face turned awkward, instantly losing his resolve: "Little brother, that’s the Crown Prince of Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, someone I can’t afford to provoke!"
Zhang Chen gave Li Donglai a glance, and Li Donglai responded with an awkward smile, eagerly moving closer, saying, "Junior brother, with your intelligence, why not help me think of a way to get rid of this belly. It really gets in the way and affects my majestic demeanor."
Zhang Chen’s gaze fell on the other’s belly. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "I think the flame within your body isn’t strong enough, causing those refuse to accumulate inside. If you had a strong True Flame Power to burn that refuse to ashes, your body would naturally return to normal."
"True Flame Qi? But how do I obtain True Flame Qi? Do I need to find an Exotic Fire and burn it within my body?" Li Donglai muttered.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen’s eyelid twitched, wondering if this kid was a bit daft?
If you introduce True Flame into your belly, won’t your internal organs be burnt to a crisp?
"I think the main issue is your current level is too low. If you raise your cultivation level, the fire within will strengthen, and the residue will naturally dissipate into nothing," Zhang Chen quickly advised, worrying that this kid might burn himself to death.
Upon hearing Zhang Chen’s advice, Little Fatty sighed towards the sky: "But leveling up is too slow, it might happen in the distant future, if ever."
Hearing this, Zhang Chen rolled his eyes, thinking Copper Skin and Iron Bones is definitely one of the most powerful Divine Techniques—the kid’s level may not be high, but if he fully refines himself to a Steel Body, not even a Yang God True Man would know where to start if they encountered him.
If he really refines into an Innate Geng Metal body in the future, becoming a piece of iron, even if the Daluo Immortals descend, they’d probably be stuck.
One could say Little Fatty’s superpower is promising, but it still depends on whether he can cultivate to that level.
"No point in rushing, just cultivate slowly," Zhang Chen advised casually.
Little Fatty was quite easygoing, soon changing his mind: "I think you’re right. My superpower is simple, as long as I devour strong enough metals, I can upgrade directly. I might as well explore various Ancient Great Tombs in the future, steal and dig up some strange metals, maybe my upgrade speed will improve."
Zhang Chen humored Little Fatty for a while, then got up and returned to his room, delving underground to steal points.
For him, points were the most important, he didn’t have time to chat with this kid.
Not long after Zhang Chen left, Little Fatty, feeling bored, went looking for Zhang Chen again to inspire conversation, but upon entering the room, he found no trace of Zhang Chen, so he turned around to leave the courtyard and went to find a friend.
By evening, when Zhang Chen returned to the courtyard, he heard Li Donglai cursing and swearing in the courtyard, continuously spouting vulgarities.
Li Donglai’s curses were truly foul, from father to mother, even cursing eight generations of ancestors.
"What’s all this swearing about? Such foul language?" Zhang Chen asked with a smile as he walked out of the room.
"Oh, when did you return? I searched for you all day and didn’t see a trace of you," Li Donglai said in surprise when he saw Zhang Chen coming out of the room.
But he quickly changed the topic and started rambling: "Don’t mention it, that damn Chu Mingyue held a Nightlight Cup tasting event to win over our fellow disciples. He invited everyone in the sect, but not me. I was furious at being isolated and went to argue with him. I asked him to show me the cup, but he was so stingy, he chased me out."
Saying this, Li Donglai was even more furious: "Not only did he not invite me, but also you. He didn’t respect the bond between us brothers. If it wasn’t for the three-inch nail, I’d have argued more with him."
Zhang Chen gave Li Donglai a look, thinking to himself: "This guy must have said something with his loose tongue that angered Chu Mingyue, thus getting kicked out. Logically, Chu Mingyue is a fellow disciple, he shouldn’t be so extreme."