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Chapter 107: Heaven Does Not Forsake Me, Xue Lingzi
Chapter 107: Heaven Does Not Forsake Me, Xue Lingzi
After imparting the Dan Medicine Compendium and basic pill-concocting techniques to Su Lingxiu, she began to experiment with crafting other pills. Each type of pill required slightly different techniques, and success was not guaranteed every time. This endeavor would undoubtedly consume a significant amount of medicinal ingredients.
"It's truly challenging for an average person to take up the path of a Dan Medic Martial Artist," Li Xuan sighed.
The path of a Dan Medic Martial Artist was costly and challenging for those without ample financial resources. Even with the initial hurdles, once one mastered the art of pill concoction, things would become much more manageable. They could then rely on their pill-making abilities to acquire the necessary medicinal resources for themselves.
"Let's see how effective this Tempering Bone Pill is." Su Lingxiu held the newly crafted pill in her hand and swallowed it.
As the pill dissolved in her mouth, a warm current flowed through her body, reaching every bone. A tingling sensation spread throughout her skeleton.
She started to circulate her Refine Bone technique, focusing on refining her bones.
"This Tempering Bone Pill is quite effective. My bone-refining speed has increased by about fifty percent. If I used spiritual herbs to make this pill, the results would probably be even more astonishing." Su Lingxiu was thrilled by the prospect.
"Golden Bones! This girl has entered the stage of refining golden bones after taking just one Tempering Bone Pill. Her progress is truly remarkable," Li Xuan marveled, becoming increasingly suspicious that Su Lingxiu might possess a unique body constitution.
On the hillside, Meng Chong kept his eyes closed, holding the hilt of his sword. As he circulated his qi and blood, the Great Sun Golden Bell Cover technique continued to strengthen. He was not far from perfecting his Qi and Blood Realm cultivation.
Thump, thump...
His mind was focused, sensing both himself and the treasure sword.
At one point, he thought he felt the sword tremble slightly, but he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
"Am I imagining things?" Meng Chong continued to nurture the sword, and suddenly, that feeling of the sword trembling resurfaced.
However, his hand on the hilt didn't sense any movement from the sword.
Thump, thump...
As he focused on his heartbeat, he once again sensed the sword trembling in sync with his heart's rhythm.
"Nurturing the sword with my heart, resonating the sword with my heart..." Meng Chong was overjoyed. Could it be that he was about to succeed in nurturing the sword?
"Do not be distracted, proud, or slack off. Calm your mind and settle your qi..."
His mind gradually calmed, his spirit retracted, and he contemplated himself. He focused on his pulse, the beating of his heart, and the circulation of his qi and blood.
Gradually, the feeling of the sword trembling became more pronounced and clearer, slowly synchronizing with his heartbeat as if they were about to resonate with each other.
"I feel like I'm getting close," Meng Chong murmured to himself.
...
In the Wu Kingdom, within the Endless Great Mountains, a fever to seek out experts had emerged since Meng Chong's display of might. More and more people from the martial arts world were venturing into these mountains.
This included members of the royal family of Wu and the children of government officials.
Leading the pack were the renowned elders and their disciples from the Wu Kingdom.
In a secluded valley within the Endless Great Mountains, the dense forest blocked out the sunlight, and strangely, not a single bird or insect could be heard.
In this eerily silent valley, amidst the treacherous mountains, there was a fissure that looked as if it had been cleaved by a sword. The fissure extended deep into the mountain, and one couldn't see its end.
The chasm was deep, dark, and cold, with a chill wind blowing from within.
Elder Wu and his disciples were making their way through this mountain fissure.
One disciple led the way, holding a night-illuminating pearl that shone a faint light into the dark crevice. As they peered forward, the deep chasm seemed ready to swallow them whole.
"Your elder is standing here today because he was once afraid and missed an opportunity many decades ago. Do you want to make the same mistake? Think about Meng Chong's awe-inspiring power. Don't you want to be like him?" Elder Wu said in a low voice.
"You're right, Elder!" The disciple clenched his teeth and continued forward.
The mountain fissure sloped downward, becoming increasingly deep and dark. The cold wind grew more frigid as they descended.
The temperature continued to drop as the three of them struggled to maintain their resolve, their hearts filled with fear. Just as they were about to turn back...
Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the distance.
"Quick, we're almost there! Our opportunity awaits!" Elder Wu exclaimed joyfully.
The three of them hurried forward and found that the end of the fissure opened up into a cave. In the center of the cave was a pool of water that emanated a soft silver glow, illuminating the surroundings.
"What is this?" Around the pool grew some silvery grass that gave off a spiritual aura.
Elder Wu, excited, stepped into the cave.
His two grand-disciples were also thrilled by the discovery.
The three of them approached the pool, examining the silvery grass that clearly wasn't an ordinary spiritual herb.
The water in the pool emanated a silvery radiance, its beauty mesmerizing. It had to be a treasure.
"Master, when I was young, I read in a storybook that there exists a spiritual water that can cleanse one's body and restore youth. Could this be it?"
As his grand-disciple spoke, he eagerly stripped off his clothes and jumped into the pool.
Seeing this, the other grand-disciple quickly followed suit, also diving into the pool, eager to immerse himself in its waters.
"Master, come join us! The water is so invigorating, I feel all my fatigue melting away!"
One of the grand-disciples called out to Elder Wu.
But Elder Wu, with a stern expression, said, "You fools! The best way to benefit from this spiritual water is to drink it. Now you've contaminated it with your bodies."
The two grand-disciples froze, their excitement turning to dismay as they realized their mistake.
"Young people these days..."
Elder Wu shook his head in dismay. Despite his disappointment, he prepared to undress and take a dip in the pool as well, hoping for a chance to restore his youth.
Suddenly!
His expression turned grim as he sensed something amiss. The two grand-disciples' faces had gone blank, their eyes vacant as if they had lost their senses.
As a seasoned martial artist who had dodged numerous deadly crises, Elder Wu didn't hesitate. He immediately turned and sprinted towards the cave entrance.
His movements were agile, showing none of the frailty expected of a centenarian.
However, just as he neared the exit, there was a loud thud. A large stone had fallen, blocking the way out.
Elder Wu's heart sank as he turned back, only to be met with a horrifying sight.
In the pool, countless tiny, almost transparent white worms were burrowing into his grand-disciples' bodies. A hissing sound filled the air as their bodies withered away before their very eyes, leaving only their clothes behind, and even their hair disappeared.
Finally, with a plop, the last remnants of the grand-disciples vanished.
Elder Wu's face turned deathly pale. This terrifying scene sent shivers down his spine.
The white worms, now merged into one, crawled out of the pool. They were transparent, but within, a blood-red color could be seen, giving them an eerie appearance.
The worm, devoid of eyes or mouth, slithered towards Elder Wu.
His expression hardened, and he drew his sword, slashing at the worm with all his might. But in an instant, the worm disappeared.
He felt a sharp pain in his brow, as if something had burrowed into his brain. His consciousness began to blur, as if it was being devoured.
He tried to scream, but all that escaped his mouth were labored gasps.
"So, it was you," a cold voice whispered in his mind. "You ate my bait but didn't come in, trapping me here, unable to take a single step beyond..."
Elder Wu's pupils constricted as he recognized the voice in his head. With his fading consciousness, he asked in fear, "Who are you? Please spare me..."
"You should've died after eating my bait. You trapped me here, and now you shall pay the price," the cold voice replied, filled with anger. "You're so old, and your body is useless to me now!"
Elder Wu's last remnants of consciousness pleaded, "My grand-disciples are young... Please..."
"They didn't eat my bait, so their blood is useless to me. I need fresh blood, strong blood..." The voice cackled with malicious intent.
Elder Wu's consciousness faded away, leaving him lifeless on the ground.
Suddenly, his body twitched, and he stood up. His eyes now held the same coldness as the voice, and his mouth spoke with anger.
"This aged body is of no use to me. How can I restore my strength...?"
He moved his aged body, his face filled with dismay.
Turning to the pool, he jumped in, as if performing a martial technique. After some time, he opened his eyes, disappointment evident on his face.
"Damn it! This place is too remote, devoid of the essence of heaven and earth. I can't sense the spiritual energy needed for cultivation."
The silvery radiance of the pool gradually faded and eventually disappeared.
Climbing out of the pool, he pondered for a while before plucking one of the silvery grasses and swallowing it. He then began to circulate his internal energy.
"Finally, I've regained some strength."
He plucked another grass and consumed it.
"Two is probably my limit."
With a resigned expression, he plucked the remaining grasses and kept them safely. Then, he closed his eyes.
"My consciousness is in disarray, barely hanging on. Wu Kingdom... a renowned martial artist? Wait, what's this?"
Suddenly, Elder Wu's eyes widened in realization.
"Hahaha! Heaven has not forsaken me, Xue Lingzi! In this remote land, I've found someone with such a formidable physical body!"
Xue Lingzi, now filled with excitement, laughed heartily.
"This young man with the exceptional body, if I devour his flesh and blood, even this aged body can become young again, and my talent will improve.
"Once I return to the inner realm and cultivate for some time, I will surely regain my former strength!"
Xue Lingzi's excitement grew as he dug out a long, brown blade with serrated teeth on its spine from a corner of the cave.
"My precious blade has lost its luster. How much time has passed...?"
Xue Lingzi sighed.
With the blade in hand, he cut through the stones blocking the cave entrance and stepped out into the mountain fissure. His excited voice echoed through the passage, "Young man, you are the key to my comeback, Xue Lingzi! Once I devour you... Damn it, this old body's consciousness is too chaotic, I can't fully recall his memories...
"What's the name of this young man, and where is he?
"Once I leave this place, I'll go to the Wu Kingdom. As a renowned martial artist, I can easily find out about him.
"Hahaha! Just you wait, I, Xue Lingzi, will make you all live in fear once again!"
Xue Lingzi, having emerged from the ancient and silent mountains, made his way out towards the endless mountains. On his way, he encountered martial artists from the Wu Kingdom who had ventured into the mountains in search of experts.
"Elder Wu!"
The martial artists, recognizing him, hastily greeted him.
"Hehe... This fool is quite well-known," Xue Lingzi sneered.
The greeting martial artists froze, sensing something amiss about Elder Wu.
"Come, all of you, become my blood food!"
Xue Lingzi brandished his serrated blade, instantly slaying the martial artists. A cold power emanated from him, devouring the essence of their blood and flesh.
"Ugh, too disgusting to eat. I'll stick to the young man with the exceptional body."
Xue Lingzi spat in disgust.
As he continued on his way, he mused, "I have fused with the Blood Soul Worm. After devouring the young man, I must find a way to separate from it, or I will remain merely a parasite occupying this body."
He encountered a few more martial artists and captured one of them, asking coldly, "Do you know where the young man with the exceptional body is? What's his name?"
The captured martial artist, his face pale with fear, replied, "He... he's called Meng Chong, but we don't know where he is."
"Meng Chong?"
Xue Lingzi committed the name to memory before slashing with his blade, "If you don't know where he is, then you're of no use to me!"
(End of Chapter)
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