"That's such great news."
"Then watch carefully and keep quiet for now."
Egg Egg was beside herself with joy.
Secret techniques, martial skills—Chu Feng could craft those himself now too.
But the ones Chu Feng could craft easily were all inferior to what he already possessed.
Crafting martial skills at his current level was considerably more difficult, though given enough time, Chu Feng could manage it.
He simply wasn't willing to spend that kind of time on it.
After all, predecessors had already created plenty and left behind a wealth of knowledge.
Chu Feng had far too much on his plate—he was as busy as a spinning top with no chance to stop.
When it came to martial techniques and such, Chu Feng much preferred to pick up ready-made ones.
So while Chu Feng had never actually crafted a secret technique before, Egg Egg knew full well that he was capable of it.
That was precisely why Chu Feng's current excitement made Egg Egg realize that the method of crafting secret techniques he had spoken of must be something truly extraordinary.
It had to be something beyond his existing repertoire.
This was why, after Chu Feng began speaking, Egg Egg hadn't peppered him with questions but instead urged him to stay quiet and study carefully.
The process didn't last long.
Before long, all of the energy swirling around Wang Qiang flowed into his body.
With that, Wang Qiang sprang to his feet like a monkey come back to life, leaping up from the ground in a flash.
He bounced right in front of Chu Feng, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, eyes wide as copper bells, his mouth stretched nearly to the back of his head.
"Holy crap, bro-bro-brother… this is re-re-really good stuff!"
"Did it work?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.
"Ab-ab-absolutely."
"C-come here, let me show you."
As Wang Qiang spoke, he began forming hand seals.
In the next instant, four streams of energy shot out of his body and soared toward an empty stretch of ground.
The four streams of energy then transformed into four colossal Fierce Beasts. Though they were formed entirely of rolling energy, their imposing might was overwhelming.
These were the forms of the Four Fierce Beasts.
Most importantly, each of the four Fierce Beasts contained devastating offensive power.
Chu Feng could see it clearly—this secret technique had been crafted around Wang Qiang's Divine Body of the Four Fierce Beasts.
"So, brother, how's the power of this secret technique?" Wang Qiang asked with a grin.
"Incredibly strong. In my estimation… it surpasses an ordinary Tier Three Divine Restriction," Chu Feng said.
"Great eye, brother. This strike really does pack a vicious punch."
"But I owe it all to you, bro-bro—if not for you, I never would've obtained such an incredible secret technique."
At this point, a trace of guilt surfaced on Wang Qiang's face: "Brother, I'm not trying to be all we-we-wimpy about it, but you giving me this great thing… it just doesn't sit right with me. You're a martial cultivator too, after all. Who-who-who wouldn't want something like this?"
"You're wrong about that. I gained something as well."
"Something that's perhaps even more valuable to me," Chu Feng said.
"You g-gained something? What kind of gain?" Wang Qiang asked, puzzled.
"My gain is even bigger than yours."
"You only received a single secret technique, but I obtained a method to enhance the secret techniques within my body."
Chu Feng then recounted everything that had just happened to Wang Qiang.
"Holy crap, it was you all along, brother? R-right in the middle of crafting that secret technique, you—you—you figured out such a profound mystery?"
Wang Qiang's grin stretched from ear to ear once more.
Anyone else might have seen it as two separate benefits: one being the direct crafting of a secret technique, and the other being the transmission of the crafting method itself.
But Wang Qiang's way of thinking was different from most people's—or perhaps it was simply that he understood Chu Feng.
So in his mind, there was only one benefit: having a secret technique crafted for him.
It just so happened that the crafting process had been visible to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng, with his extraordinary powers of comprehension, had committed the method to memory and even gleaned certain ways to apply it.
It was like a master performing a fist routine.
A group of children might watch, and most would only see the spectacle. But the talented ones among them might manage to memorize a move or two.
Chu Feng was the talented one—but not just somewhat talented. He was extraordinarily gifted.
You could call it Chu Feng's luck, having happened to witness this scene, which gave him the opportunity to learn.
But it was more than just luck. Without sufficient ability, seeing it would have been for nothing.
"To be honest, I obtained the Nine Great Secret Techniques of the Ancient War Clan. They're not weak, but I've always felt they were somewhat incomplete."
"This method gives me a way to perfect those ancient secret techniques."
"I couldn't have learned this at a better time."
"Brother, wait for me a moment. Let me rework those nine secret techniques within my body."
As he spoke, Chu Feng sat down cross-legged and began forming hand seals.