Chapter 225: The Nameless Broken Wing

Guided by the feelings of his heart and intuition, Chen Yu reached into the Hundred Treasures Exquisite Box and grabbed something.

The tactile sensation was unique—flexible yet strong, ice-cold and smooth, almost like the fur or feathers of some animal.

"What is this thing!”

Chen Yu’s eyes widened as he stared at the pair of tattered, pitch-black wings in his hand.

The left and right wings were connected as one, stretching out for about an hour in length with numerous tears and damage.

These wings must have been refined by an artifact refiner, yet by touch and sight, they were indistinguishable from the real wings of a bird.

Chen Yu felt a whiff of a wild and ancient aura mixed with an invisible pressure, akin to the Holy Beast Bloodline of the True Dragon Holy Beast.

Moreover,

The faint beating of the mysterious heart seemed to sense a powerful force within these wings—a powerful force that was sealed and dead silent.

The pained expression on Marquis Yunlai’s face made Chen Yu even more aware of the wings’ preciousness and extraordinariness.

"May I ask, my Lord, what is this object?”

Chen Yu couldn’t help but inquire.

Everyone present showed a look of curiosity.

From Marquis Yunlai’s reaction, these wings must be considered one of the top items in the Exquisite Treasure Box.

"These ‘Nameless Tattered Wings’ were obtained by me more than a decade ago in an ancient relic. The material of these wings is very uncommon and resistant to damage even from attacks at the Guiyuan Realm level, and they possess an ancient and rare bird’s aura

Marquis Yunlai began to speak slowly,

His gaze towards the wings carried a hint of reluctance.

Resistant to damage even at the Guiyuan Realm?

The crowd was moved.

At the very least, from the material standpoint, these wings were of high quality and must contain the feathers of some ancient and rare bird.

"May I ask, what is the specific function of these tattered wings?”

Chen Yu asked solemnly.

"Although these wings are damaged, they can grant those at the Qi Transformation Realm the ability to fly for short durations!”

Marquis Yunlai declared.

The ability to fly!

Chen Yu was excited, filled with ecstatic joy.

Flying, soaring through the skies—this was the unreachable dream of countless people.

"These wings are the legendary flight artifact!”

The hall erupted into a buzz of amazement.

Flight artifact!

Such a thing was rare even among the gamut of extraordinary treasures, extremely hard to come by.

"Moreover, with the enhancement of these wings, one’s speed and movement technique flexibility will greatly increase, especially amplifying the abilities of those at the Qi Transformation Realm.”

Marquis Yunlai spoke wistfully.

Suddenly,

Everyone understood why Marquis Yunlai was so pained.

A pair of special material, mysteriously originated tattered wings that could grant flight to those at the Qi Transformation Realm and significantly enhance speed and movement technique.

Although it’s said,

The Guiyuan Realm already had the ability to fly shortly, having these wings as an addition was beneficial nonetheless.

"My Lord, have you tried to repair these wings?”

Chen Yu asked a crucial question.

Just a pair of damaged wings already held such capabilities; how powerful would they have been when whole.

"I have tried, even sought the help of Artifact Refining Masters, and even attempts to graft feathers from ancient beasts and rare birds were repelled by the material of these wings, unable to be repaired and incorporated.”

Marquis Yunlai sighed lightly.

After speaking,

He waved his hand, and his gaze swept over Chen Yu complexly.

As a reigning prince, his word was as good as gold—he would not go back on it.

Furthermore,

These tattered wings had made no progress in his hands for more than a decade. Perhaps their real secrets were not meant for him.

After receiving the “Individual Hunting King” reward,

Chen Yu returned to the Fu Family Pavilion and met up with the Fu family members.

During this process, Chen Yu felt many gazes of admiration, envy, displeasure, and unwillingness.

Even,

Some looks carried skepticism.

If Luo Haochen or He Qiuyun, such supreme geniuses, had won the title of Hunting King, most people would not question it.

However,

Chen Yu was just a nobody, with a cultivation at the Postnatal Early Stage, also not on par with several of the popular candidates who won the championship.

…

An hour later,

Representatives from the various powers gathered around the Prince Manor for private discussions.

During the meeting,

Fu Yangzi looked radiant with joy, beaming with happiness.

As per tradition, the family of the Hunting King gained priority in the resource allocation choices in Yunlai Prefecture for the next three years.

It wasn’t until the afternoon of the same day

That the hunting competition began to wind down.

"The Hunting Competition concludes here. Members of the Hunting King’s team may use their Token to exchange for a Secret Technique at the Prince Manor’s secret tower.”

A middle-aged man at the Postnatal Middle Stage announced loudly.

The Fu Family team had no immediate plans to go to the Prince Manor.

That day,

The Fu Family hunting squad returned to the Fu Family and received treatment “like stars holding the moon.”

The entire Fu Family celebrated for the hunting squad.

During the festive banquet,

Many of the youths showed expressions of excitement.

Only one person’s brows were lightly furrowed, with a look of deep concerns and struggles.

"Miss Ye! Aren’t you happy about us winning the Hunting King title?”

Fu Hong and several other young men asked curiously.

At these words, Ye Luofeng’s calm eyes grew colder, and the slight heaving of her chest revealed the fierce internal struggle of her emotions.

Only Chen Yu curved his lips into a smirk.

This Hunting Competition, with the individual Hunting King title snatched by Chen Yu, resulted in a crushing loss for Ye Luofeng’s bet.

The last time they wagered, it was a small bet at best, risking just a kiss.

But this time, she would lose herself entirely.

No matter how good Ye Luofeng’s mental state was, she was frustrated and extremely annoyed.

"Everyone, my senior sister fought hard during the Hunting Competition and was injured. The latent injuries are acting up.”

Chen Yu cheered with a fine wine, letting out a hearty laugh.

In his heart, he felt that secret thrill.

This Hunting Competition could be described as a “win-win” situation.

"Hmph!”

Ye Luofeng, wearing an angry look, let out a low huff, but didn’t dare to directly face the “suggestive” gaze in Chen Yu’s eyes.

Under the peculiar gazes of the young warriors, Ye Luofeng left as if she had flown away.

"Ha ha! Let’s continue drinking!”

Chen Yu grinned and laughed loudly.

After three consecutive days and nights of hunting and battling, it was time to relax properly.

As for the “bet agreement” with Ye Luofeng, Chen Yu did not want to push the girl too hard at the moment, giving her some time to adapt.

Chen Yu certainly did not want the cooked pigeon to fly away.

That night.

Chen Yu returned to his residence, drunk, and without seeking out Ye Luofeng, fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Chen Yu slept soundly.

Elsewhere, within a pavilion surrounded by bamboo, lights remained on.

Ye Luofeng had barely slept all night, her clear and piercing eyes staring out the door, flickering uncertainly.

Her teeth grazed her lips lightly, her willowy brows occasionally furrowed, and her stunning, ice-beautiful face showed annoyance—and unknowingly, sometimes a touch of red would flit across it.

However.

To Ye Luofeng’s surprise.

Chen Yu didn’t come over to collect on the bet as she had anticipated, which left her enormously unsettled the entire night.

It felt like the agony and psychological pressure of someone waiting for a certain doom.

"Could it be, this scoundrel has reformed?”

Ye Luofeng was greatly surprised.

In her eyes, Chen Yu was neither a bad person nor a good one, with just a hint of common lust.

Or rather, he was an average man, not particularly good or bad, and caught in worldly desires.

After a night of agony.

Ye Luofeng’s clear eyes reddened with fatigue, and eventually, she fell into a heavy sleep.

The next morning, Chen Yu woke up early.

The first thing he did upon waking.

Chen Yu began to tally the spoils from the “Hunting Contest.”

This included the Blood Dragon Beast’s demon core, which peacefully lay in the storage bag.

Besides that.

The team hunting king was awarded ten thousand genuine yuan stones, one Demon Soul Pill, and one Secret Pavilion Token.

Chen Yu’s gaze paused for a moment on the Demon Soul Pill.

"This pill can significantly increase cultivation for those in the Postnatal Qi Transformation and strengthen the physique and spirit

He contemplated for a while.

If he waited six months to use this pill, it might enable Chen Yu to advance to the Postnatal Middle Stage in one fell swoop.

After putting away the rewards for the “Team Hunting King.”

Chen Yu took out the individual hunting king’s reward, the “Nameless Remnant Wing.”

Touching the black feathers, Chen Yu felt excited.

To fly—that was the dream of any human being since childhood.

Chen Yu, as a child, had the same dream.

However.

Using this flying treasure would not be so simple.

First, he needed to refine it with his own True Qi and Spiritual Sense, at least to establish a slight connection.

In this aspect.

Chen Yu, having practiced “Heavenly Heart Refining” and experienced in controlling sword shield puppets, found it not too difficult.

Half a day later.

The black remnant wing in front of him responded faintly to Chen Yu’s Spiritual Sense and True Qi.

At this moment.

Chen Yu could barely use this flying treasure.

Swoosh!

Chen Yu injected Primordial Evil True Qi into the tattered black wings.

Whump!

The surface of the tattered black wings presented a pale dark flow of air, which, under Chen Yu’s control, floated and solidified behind him.

After several attempts.

The tattered black wings flapped, generating a fierce layer of pale dark wind.

Whoosh!

Chen Yu felt light, and gradually began to float up.

One foot, two feet… ten feet.

One yard, two yards… ten yards.

Before long.

Chen Yu, powered by the remnant black wings, flew dozens of yards into the sky.

During early practice, Chen Yu did not fly too high, and only practiced near his courtyard.

Additionally.

He executed his movement technique within the courtyard, and found that with the remnant black wings, his speed increased by more than fifty to sixty percent.

This was still him only beginning to refine the remnant wings, not yet bringing out their full power.

After half an hour.

"However, the True Qi consumption when using these wings to fly is too great.”

Chen Yu breathed heavily, his face showing a hint of weakness.

If he were to fly at full force with these wings, Chen Yu’s reserve of True Qi could only last for a few dozen breaths.

Assuming he only floated simply, he could sustain for the duration of half a pot of tea.

Just amplifying his speed with movement technique, he could last more than an hour.

At dusk.

Chen Yu stopped practicing with the remnant wings and sat down to recover his vital energy.

Just then.

Into the courtyard walked a familiar figure in a white gauze gown.

"Ye Luofeng?”

Chen Yu was stunned, looking at the breathtakingly beautiful girl with an ethereal grace and jade-like skin.

The motive behind Ye Luofeng’s visit was not hard to guess.

He had intended to let the girl calm down and adapt for a while before discussing the bet.

He had not expected her to come to him on her own initiative.

Chen Yu immediately waved his hand, dismissing his servants and leading Ye Luofeng to his room.

Inside the room.

"Luo Feng has lost the wager, what exactly do you want?”

Ye Luofeng’s clear, cold eyes faced Chen Yu squarely, her teeth clenched lightly, her face tense and frosty.

"What do I want? Didn’t Miss Ye say she would let me deal with it as I wished?”

Chen Yu stroked his chin.

His eyes, slightly aggressive and smiling, swept over the girl’s immaculate ice-beautiful face, her delicate nose, her creamy skin, the smoothly rising curves of her body, and those hidden *****…

"I did say so, but don’t take things too far!”

Ye Luofeng felt uncomfortable under his gaze, her face flushed with annoyance, her cheeks burning hot, her ears reddening, and she stamped her foot involuntarily.