I'm Just Making Up The Exercises, My Disciple, Have You Really Mastered Them?

Chapter 107: Heaven Will Not Perish Me - Blood Spirit Child

After teaching Su Lingxiu the Dan Medicine Scripture and basic alchemy techniques, Su Lingxiu began refining other elixirs, each with slight variations in the refining process.

However, alchemy requires experience and success is not guaranteed every time.

This also means that alchemy consumes a considerable amount of medicinal materials.

"Ordinary people really can't afford to cultivate as a Dan Medicine practitioner in the Martial Dao."

Li Xuan sighed.

Being a Dan Medicine practitioner in the Martial Dao means that it is difficult for poor people to cultivate. The consumption of refining elixirs alone is too much for them to bear.

Su Lingxiu started refining the Bone Tempering Pill, which is a pill she can use. At the same time, she also refined Qi and Blood Pills to store them for Zhou Ying, who wanted to switch to the Martial Dao.

First, she needed to sense her qi and blood, and could only rely on the Qi and Blood Pills to enhance her qi and blood, and then sense her skin refining, bone refining...

Shi Er looked depressed. Almost all the successfully refined Qi and Blood Pills had nothing to do with him. He could only obtain half-wasted Qi and Blood Pills.

The cultivation speed of the Lifeblood Realm has slowed down.

In order to obtain Qi and Blood Pills, he could only search for the medicinal materials needed to refine them. Su Lingxiu bluntly stated that she would give him a discounted price, three sets of medicinal materials to refine one furnace of Qi and Blood Pills.

Li Xuan sighed, "Being an alchemist is really a quick way to get rich. If it were in the inner domain, Su Lingxiu wouldn't have to worry about medicinal materials at all. People would come to her door and ask her to refine pills."

The entry into the Dan Medicine Martial Dao is difficult. Without abundant financial resources, it is difficult to sustain. However, if one successfully enters and masters the art of alchemy, it will become easier.

It is enough to rely on alchemy to obtain the necessary medicinal materials.

"Let's see how effective the Bone Tempering Pill is."

Su Lingxiu held the freshly refined Bone Tempering Pill in her hand and swallowed it directly.

As the pill dissolved in her mouth, a hot stream entered her body, spreading throughout her bones. A slight tingling sensation followed.

She activated the Bone Refining technique and began refining her bones.

"The Bone Tempering Pill is quite effective. The speed of Bone Refining has increased by about fifty percent. If I use Spirit Medicine to refine it, the effect will probably be even more astonishing."

Su Lingxiu was excited.

"Golden bones! With just one Bone Tempering Pill, this girl broke through the bottleneck and entered the stage of tempering golden bones. She's really fast."

Li Xuan marveled and increasingly suspected that Su Lingxiu had a special physique.

On the hillside, Meng Chong closed his eyes slightly, holding the hilt of his knife. As his qi and blood circulated, the Great Sun Golden Bell continued to rise. He was not far from reaching the peak of the Lifeblood Realm.

Thump, thump...

He focused his mind, feeling himself and also feeling the treasured knife.

At a certain moment, he seemed to have noticed a slight tremor in the treasured knife.

"Is it an illusion?"

Meng Chong continued to nurture the knife. Suddenly, the feeling of the knife trembling resurfaced in his mind.

However, the hand holding the knife clearly did not feel the tremor of the knife.

Thump, thump...

Feeling his heartbeat, he once again sensed the tremor of the treasured knife, as if it appeared with his heartbeat.

"Nurturing the knife with the heart, resonating with the knife and the heart..."

Meng Chong was overjoyed. Could it be that he was about to succeed in nurturing the knife?

"I can't be distracted, I can't be arrogant, I can't slack off, I need to focus and be calm..."

Gradually, his mind became calm, his thoughts restrained, he comprehended himself, felt the pulsation of his own body, felt the beating of his heart, and the circulation of his qi and blood.

Gradually, the feeling of the knife trembling constantly emerged in his mind, becoming clearer and slowly aligning with his heartbeat, as if it was about to resonate with his heartbeat.

"I feel like it's getting closer."

Meng Chong murmured to himself.

......

Wu Country, the endless mountains.

Since Meng Chong demonstrated his power, there has been a wave of people in Wu Country seeking out experts. The number of martial artists entering the endless mountains has gradually increased.

This includes members of the Wu Country royal family and the children of ministers.

And the first to enter the endless mountains is undoubtedly the martial arts master of Wu Country, Senior Wu, and his two disciples.

In a certain place in the endless mountains, there is a deep valley, densely covered with trees that block out the sunlight. What's even more eerie is that there is no sound of birds or insects.

In this silent valley, on the steep mountain, there is a crack, as if it was split by a knife. The crack extends deep into the mountain, and one cannot see the end at a glance.

Deep, dark, and cold... It feels like a cold wind is blowing out from the crack.

Senior Wu and his disciples are walking in the crack.

One disciple is in front, one disciple is behind, and he walks in the middle, his eyes filled with excitement and regret.

That was more than eighty years ago. He was being chased by enemies and took refuge in the endless mountains. By chance, he came to this valley and hid in this crack, where he ambushed and killed his pursuers.

He was also seriously injured. After crawling into the crack, he accidentally discovered a strange vine. The blood flowing from his body was absorbed by the vine.

The fruit hanging on the vine gradually became red and emitted a tempting fragrance.

Having lost too much blood and feeling dizzy, he took one of the fruits and ate it.

After eating it, he fell into a coma.

When he woke up, he found that the vine had withered, but his body was filled with strength. His mind was particularly clear, and he was full of energy. He didn't sleep for ten days and nights and didn't feel tired.

He knew that he had encountered a great opportunity. Immediately, he continued to walk deeper into the crack. However, after walking about a hundred feet, a cold wind blew, and the bottomless crack seemed to have a demon waiting for him to enter.

In this environment, he became afraid and retreated.

More than eighty years have passed, and he is now over a hundred years old, still full of vitality. He has become a respected figure in the martial arts world of Wu Country, and all of this is related to that fruit he encountered back then.

He has come here again, but has never seen a second fruit.

Each time, he didn't dare to venture deep into the crack.

Meng Chong's appearance made him realize that he might have missed a great opportunity back then, so he brought his two disciples with him.

After walking a hundred feet into the crack, a cold wind blew from the crack, making people shiver.

The dark, deep, and silent crack would be too much for one person to bear the fear in their heart.

"Master, should we continue forward?"

The disciple in front took out a night pearl, illuminating the dark crack. In the faint light, they looked ahead, and the deep crack seemed to want to devour them.

"Young ones, when I was young, I missed an opportunity because of fear. Do you also want to miss this opportunity?"

"Think about Meng Chong's power. Don't you want to be like him?"

Senior Wu spoke in a deep voice.

"Master is right!"

The disciples gritted their teeth and continued forward.

The crack started to descend, becoming deeper and deeper, and the cold wind became even colder.

The temperature kept dropping.

Just when the three of them were about to give in, overcome by fear and wanting to retreat...

Suddenly, a faint light appeared ahead.

"Quick, we're almost there. The opportunity has come!"

Senior Wu exclaimed with joy.

The three of them hurried forward and arrived at the light. They found that at the end of the crack was a cave, and in the center of the cave was a pool of water.

The pool emitted a faint silver light, illuminating the surroundings of the cave.

"What is this?"

Around the pool, there were some silver grasses, giving off a sense of spirituality.

On the stone walls of the cave, there seemed to be faintly carved patterns.

"Are those Martial Dao techniques? Could the water in this pool be a treasure?"

Senior Wu excitedly walked into the cave.

The two disciples were also filled with excitement.

The three of them arrived at the edge of the pool and looked at several silver grasses, clearly not ordinary treasures.

And the water in the pool emitted a silver radiance, beautiful and enchanting. This was indeed a treasure.

"Master, when I was young, I once read in a book that there is a kind of spiritual water in the world that can cleanse the body and rejuvenate it. Could this be it?"

As the disciple spoke, he took off his clothes and walked into the pool naked.

Seeing this, the other disciple quickly took off his clothes and immersed himself in the water.

"Master, come down too. This water is so bright, I feel all my fatigue disappearing!"

One of the disciples called out.

Senior Wu couldn't help but sigh and said, "You fools, the best effect of this spiritual water is achieved by drinking it. By soaking yourselves in it, aren't you dirtying the water?"

The two disciples instantly froze, standing there dumbfounded.

"Young people..."

Senior Wu shook his head and sighed, preparing to take off his clothes and also immerse himself in the water. If it could really rejuvenate him...

Suddenly!

His expression froze, something was wrong!

The expressions of the two disciples became dull, their eyes glazed over as if they had lost their souls.

Truly an experienced person, able to evade fatal crises multiple times. At this moment, without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the exit of the cave.

His figure was agile, showing no signs of an elderly person in their hundreds.

However, with a thud, a large stone fell at the entrance of the cave, blocking the way out.

Senior Wu's heart sank, he turned to look back and was immediately horrified.

In the water pool, white and almost transparent little bugs were burrowing into the bodies of the two disciples. A hissing sound could be heard, and it was visible to the naked eye that the disciples' bodies shriveled up.

In the end, only their clothes remained, even their hair disappeared.

Gulp!

Senior Wu's face turned pale. This horrifying scene made his scalp tingle.

Those white, almost transparent bugs surged out of the water pool and integrated with each other, forming a strange bug that was transparent on the outside but blood-red on the inside.

These bugs had no eyes or mouths, yet they wriggled towards Senior Wu.

Senior Wu's expression turned fierce as he drew his sword and slashed at the bugs, but in an instant, the bugs disappeared.

He only felt a pain in his forehead, something had entered his brain, and his consciousness began to blur as if it was being devoured.

He wanted to make a sound, but when he opened his mouth, all that came out was a gasping sound.

"It's you, who ate the bait left by this seat outside but didn't come in, causing this seat to be trapped here unable to leave even half a step..."

Senior Wu's pupils contracted as a cold voice echoed in his mind. His remaining consciousness asked fearfully, "Who are you? Spare me, senior..."

"You deserve to die, eating this seat's bait and not coming in. You've made this seat trapped here."

The cold voice sounded angry, "You're so old and you only come now, you're despicable. Your body is almost useless!"

Senior Wu's last remaining consciousness said, "My disciples are still young, senior..."

He felt a bit aggrieved, thinking that he was being blamed for being old. Weren't his disciples young?

"The blood feast didn't eat this seat's bait, so it's not suitable... hehehe."

The cold voice laughed.

Senior Wu's last trace of consciousness completely disappeared.

Senior Wu, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly trembled and then stood up. His eyes had turned cold, and he spoke angrily.

"Such an old and feeble body, how can it be used? How can I restore my strength..."

Wu, the senior, moved his old body and wore a helpless expression on his face.

Looking at the pool, he jumped into it.

As if practicing a technique, he opened his eyes after a while, with a face full of unwillingness.

"Damn it, this is the Border Wasteland, without the spiritual connection to the heavens and earth, unable to sense and cultivate the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth."

The silver radiance of the pool gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared.

Standing up from the pool, he pondered for a moment, raised his hand and plucked a silver grass, directly swallowing it, then practiced his technique.

"I have finally regained some strength."

Looking at the remaining silver grass, he plucked another one and swallowed it.

"Two plants, that's about the limit."

Wu, the senior, wore a helpless expression, plucked the remaining silver grass, and put them away before closing his eyes.

"Confused consciousness, not much left... Wu Country... a renowned figure in the martial world? Huh, what's this?"

Suddenly, Wu, the senior's eyes brightened.

"Hahaha, the heavens have not forsaken me, Blood Spirit Child. In this Border Wasteland, there is actually such a powerful physical body?"

Blood Spirit Child burst into laughter.

"This young man, with such a strong physical body, if I can devour his flesh and blood, this old and feeble body can also become young again, and my aptitude can improve.

"As long as I return to the inner domain and cultivate in seclusion for some time, I will definitely be able to restore my former cultivation."

Blood Spirit Child was extremely excited. In a corner of the cave, he dug out a faint brown long knife with a serrated back.

"My precious knife, it has lost its luster, how many years have passed?"

Blood Spirit Child sighed.

Lifting the knife to split open the rocks blocking the entrance of the cave, he walked into the mountain crevice. His excited voice echoed in the crevice, "Young man, you are the cornerstone of my resurgence, Blood Spirit Child. As long as I devour you... Damn it, this bastard, his consciousness is too chaotic, I couldn't fully absorb his memories...

"What is the name of this young man, and where is he?"

"After going out, go to Wu Country. I am a renowned figure in the martial world, ask around and you will know."

"Hahaha, just wait for me, Blood Spirit Child. I will definitely make you all live in fear again!"

Blood Spirit Child walked out of the ancient silence and headed towards the endless mountains. Along the way, he encountered martial artists from Wu Country who were exploring the mountains.

"Senior Wu!"

The martial artists saw him and hurriedly saluted.

"Keke... this bastard is quite famous."

Blood Spirit Child smirked.

The few martial artists who saluted him were suddenly stunned, feeling that Senior Wu seemed... different?

"Come and be my blood feast."

With a wave of his serrated knife, Blood Spirit Child instantly killed the martial artists, and a cold force devoured the essence of their flesh and blood.

"Ptui... it's too tasteless, I won't eat anymore. I'd rather eat the young man."

Blood Spirit Child spat a few times.

Continuing on his way, "I am integrated with the Blood Soul Worm. After devouring the young man, I need to find a way to separate from it. Otherwise, I am just occupying this body in the form of a gu, nothing more."

He encountered a few more martial artists and captured them, coldly asking, "Do you know where the young man is? What is his name?"

Those martial artists turned pale, their faces filled with fear. This Senior Wu seemed... like a different person?

"He, he is called Meng Chong, we don't know where he is."

"Meng Chong?"

Blood Spirit Child remembered the name, then with a swing of his knife, he said, "If you don't know where the Daoist is, then die!"

(End of this chapter)