Chapter 57 - 57 The Magical Effects of the Flesh and Blood of the Demon Beast?
57 The Magical Effects of the Flesh and Blood of the Demon Beast?
“It’s our duty as martial artists to fight against the demons. However, I’m afraid that it’s a little inappropriate to force us to cultivate the four-directional tiger-wolf technique,” Rong Li said in a low voice.
It’s no exaggeration to say that the qi and blood spots caused by cultivating multiple techniques will directly affect the future achievements of martial arts. Every time a martial artist chooses to cultivate multiple techniques, he has to be very careful.
“I think the city lord’s decision this time is rather rash.” Rong Li’s words were firm.
“Why doesn’t the city lord’s mansion directly recruit those refugees to cultivate the four-directional tiger-wolf technique? We’ve solved the problem of stability and the number of people in the battle formation. Isn’t this killing two birds with one stone?” Fang Han was puzzled. Were the people in the city lord’s mansion all idiots?
!!“If we force the eight martial arts centers into a corner, Pingnan City might be gone before the demons arrive.” Fang Han added.
“Senior Brother, have you ever thought about how much food it would cost to take in these refugees? How long would it take for these refugees to have the aptitude to reach the realm? And how much time would it take to form a combat force?” Qi Yangbing smiled and guided him.
“So the city lord’s mansion asked us to cultivate the four-directional tiger-wolf technique at the same time? We don’t even need to eat or live?!” Fang Han suddenly realized that this group of officials really had a good plan.
“Moreover, it’s easy to invite a god, but hard to send them away. If they cultivated the four-directional tiger-wolf technique and didn’t have enough aptitude, they would only eat all day without improving their realm. In the end, they would have to be driven away.”
“But will they be willing to leave after eating? What are you going to do if they don’t leave? Should I kill them all…” Qin Huai followed up and explained according to his Senior Brother, Qi Yangbing.
“It really is…” Fang Han nodded in agreement. “You two brats are starting to teach me! Did I not know? I’m testing you!” He suddenly came back to his senses and assumed the posture of a teacher.
“Forget about you. Don’t talk nonsense!” Sun Yuanshan slapped Fang Han’s head.
Fang Han’s head shrank back, and he took two steps back, no longer speaking.
“I have the same thoughts as the other heads and Rong Li. However, since the city lord’s mansion has dared to say this, they should be making some moves in the future,” Sun Yuanshan said and started to make arrangements. “Go out more often in the next few days and find out what’s going on outside. Don’t miss the big and small dojos. Information is the most important thing at this time…”
“Understood!”
They all responded in unison. Of course, Qin Huai had an indifferent attitude toward cultivating the four-directional tiger-wolf technique.
If all the eight major martial arts centers practiced the four-directional tiger-wolf technique, he might be able to obtain experience points wherever he went. Moreover, he wouldn’t have to hide it when he used it.
But for his senior brothers, it was clearly unacceptable.
“Qin Huai, stay behind to look after the medicinal fields. You guys can go and do your work.” Sun Yuanshan waved his hand.
“Junior Brother, tomorrow at noon at the Drunken Immortal restaurant,” Qi Yangbing whispered into Qin Huai’s ear before he left.
“I understand, Senior Brother.” Qin Huai nodded. Qi Yangbing was talking about the gathering of the young talents of the eight major martial arts centers.
Today, his master had told him that the city lord’s mansion would allow the eight martial arts centers to cultivate the four-directional tiger-wolf technique. Tomorrow’s gathering would definitely be very exciting.
After his senior brothers left, Qin Huai followed Sun Yuanshan to the medicinal field.
“I was inspired by your heart-softening powder and developed a new medicine.” Sun Yuanshan stroked his beard. “I’ve changed the three-heart grass and the hundred-fold root to the demon bone flower and the rootless flower. When poisoned, the lower body will be extremely itchy. The deeper the poison, the more severe the itchiness will be.”
As Sun Yuanshan spoke, he took out a poison powder.
“Ding! You have collected a [Potion Essence (White) ], [Alchemy Skill] Experience +15!”
After Qin Huai picked up the experience points dropped by his master, the detailed formula of this poison and the amount of ingredients used slowly emerged in his mind. In addition, he learned which year those herbs should be used for the effect to be better.
It was as if he had personally experienced all of this. He had spent months cultivating and even testing the poison of each type of medicinal herb.
The ‘memories’ of the past flashed through Qin Huai’s mind like a slideshow.
“So that’s how it is…”
While Qin Huai was ‘studying,’ Sun Yuanshan went to catch a big rat. He kept a nest of mice in the small rockery he built to experiment on poisonous substances.
The struggling rat looked at Sun Yuanshan in horror as he forced the poison into its mouth. Then, Sun Yuanshan put it down.
He watched as the rat jumped around madly on the ground, suddenly bending over and folding. Its claws kept scratching its lower body, legs, lower abdomen, and some private parts…
It didn’t take long for it to become a bloody mess.
“The three-heart grass is too rare, so it’s not easy to make heart-softening powder in bulk. If I change it to the demon bone flower and rootless flower, the amount I can make will be greatly increased.
“Although this new poison doesn’t have much destructive power, it’s definitely effective in actual combat. Divide your mind and mess up your steps… One step away, and he would have fallen into hell!”
Sun Yuanshan was quite proud.
“Master is very knowledgeable.” Qin Huai is impressed. He felt from the bottom of his heart that this poison was definitely sinister.
“Does this poison have a name?”
“I call it hell dance.” Sun Yuanshan squinted his eyes.
“Hell dance…” Qin Huai muttered. He had to admit that his master’s ability to come up with names was probably unparalleled in Pingnan City.
There was the forbidden rising dragon and the sinister hell dance. Each one sounded more domineering than the last.
“I’m going to teach you one more thing today.” Sun Yuanshan rolled up his sleeves and brought another wooden bucket.
“Fertilizing?” Qin Huai moved closer to take a look. It was actually bright red inside, and there were even some fragments.
The familiar smell of blood hit him.
“Demon flesh and demon blood?” Qin Huai blurted out, “Do you use these as fertilizer?”
Qin Huai watched as Sun Yuanshan picked up a wooden spoon and scattered the demon flesh and blood into the field.
“Demons have abundant qi and blood, much stronger than human warriors. Their flesh and blood are beneficial to us, so it’s naturally the same for these plants.
“After watering the demon flesh and blood, the fruits and vegetables will be fuller and bigger. The medicinal effects of the herbs will also be improved, and even the growth cycle will be shortened…
“In short, there are many benefits of demon corpses. What we’ve seen should only be the tip of the iceberg, and we still have to continue exploring…” Although Sun Yuanshan was over eighty years old, his thinking had always been improving. They were constantly searching for new possibilities.
When Qin Huai discovered that the corpses of demons had such an effect, he had a little anticipation for their invasion. What kind of experience orbs would he get from killing such magical demons?
“Do the demons have cultivation methods?” Qin Huai asked.
“I don’t know. No one knows the demon language.” Sun Yuanshan shook his head. “But they have intelligence, although not as good as us. There should be some cultivation methods, right? It could also be something like relying on instinct.”
Sun Yuanshan didn’t know much about demons.
“Qi and blood, demon cultivation methods… Both are possible.” Qin Huai guessed in his heart, but he had no conclusion.
Demons… If he had the chance, he would definitely try to kill one.
Qin Huai eliminated these thoughts and helped his master water the rather extravagant ‘fertilizer.’ After all, he could only drink vitality soup every day.
The herbs in the field would be fed with buckets of demon meat and blood every few days, and they were ‘eaten’ better than him.
After that, Qin Huai picked up a lot of poisonous herbs and concocted a new poison, hell dance, which he kept in his pocket.
After all, he was going to attend some gathering of young talents tomorrow, so it was definitely right to bring more poison with him. What if he met some ‘hospitable’ people, such as the people from the Thunderbolt Dojo?
‘I’ll just give them a little. I can’t lose the etiquette of the Changshan Dojo after all.’