Chapter 16

Next, Jiang Feng got back on track.

Cultivation, hunting, eating meat... Every day, he added a new task to his routine.

Every evening, he would take out paper and pen and record the data of the Ming beasts he had hunted that day.

Strength, speed, reaction ability, defense...

When the young lady was still around, he had already tried to establish a set of standards.

Strength was measured in units of a hundred pounds, with each hundred pounds counted as one. The same applied to the other categories, with data set according to different standards.

He evaluated all the Ming beasts he had seen according to these standards, including himself.

The Swift Mountain Cat had a strength of one, speed of three, reaction ability of three, and defense of one.

The Red-Horned Bull had a strength of five, speed of two, reaction ability of two, and defense of five.

His current strength was ten, speed was six, reaction ability was five, and defense was three. However, with the golden bloodline enhancement, his self-healing ability was extremely strong, which he categorized under sustainable combat power, temporarily listing it as three.

Below each data point, he made annotations.

He was very clear that, whether for humans or Ming beasts, combat power could not be so simply quantified. It included many other aspects.

However, he still tried to perfect this system. According to his previous plan, this was the foundation for creating new martial techniques!

The Tianxin Seed slowly rotated like a vortex. Jiang Feng did not notice that deep within the vortex, something cube-like was slowly forming.

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Jiang Feng had already been in Mount Taiwu for ten days.

During these ten days, he almost ignored everything else, fully focusing on his cultivation.

The white figure had not appeared again, but the rabbit night snack was getting more and more enthusiastic, sometimes even competing with Jiang Feng for meat, which earned it several harsh reprimands.

Now he had opened his fourth acupoint, and all four acupoints were embedded with primordial cores.

Three were fire-type, one was metal-type, mainly used to enhance strength and speed.

He did not know how others embedded them; he relied purely on instinct, choosing the attributes most beneficial to himself.

He began to try dealing with level five Ming beasts.

Level five was the dividing line between low and high-level Ming beasts. At this stage, Ming beasts could use Ming power in conjunction with their unique attributes to attack, with a variety of attack methods, making them quite challenging to handle.

Although his self-healing ability was not weak, Jiang Feng did not act rashly but carefully planned his actions.

Level five Ming beasts were a bit far from the mountain's outer area. He did not want to spend too much time traveling, so he brought the rabbit night snack with him, resting in any mountain cave when it got dark.

One evening, he discovered a level five white deer.

This deer was called the Moon Water Deer, a water-type Ming beast. Its main activity area was near water, and it could walk on waves and generate water blades to attack enemies.

Jiang Feng saw it with his own eyes, cutting a water snake with a water blade and leisurely eating the tender grass beside it.

Jiang Feng quietly followed the Moon Water Deer, carefully observing the surroundings, looking for the best place to make his move.

Suddenly, he frowned, noticing something moving in the grass.

The trees by the water were sparse, and the moonlight filtered through the branches, casting eerie shadows on the ground.

Jiang Feng was not afraid of these, but this was already the territory of level five beasts. Who knew what unknown dangers might be lurking around.

Jiang Feng moved silently a few steps toward the movement. The noise in the grass grew louder, and the thing actually came out.

The moonlight was very bright, and Jiang Feng clearly saw the situation. His eyes narrowed instantly, and his breathing became rapid.

It was a gray-furred wild wolf, dragging a person to the river!

The person was either dead or alive, not very tall, seemingly a child.

This gray-furred wild wolf was clearly a Ming beast. They usually did not leave their territory. Why was this child here?

Jiang Feng had no time to think about these things. He lowered his body, hiding himself in the undulating grass, and crept closer.

The first priority was to determine if the child was alive or dead!

The wild wolf seemed to be looking for a good place to eat. It walked to the river, opened its mouth, and threw the person on the ground.

The moonlight illuminated the person's body. Indeed, it was a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, with a thin body, sunken cheeks, and a pale face.

His shoulder had a large tear, bleeding profusely, staining half of his body red.

His wound was slightly moving, and he struggled slightly when thrown to the ground.

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The child was still alive!

But his heart immediately tightened again. The bleeding was continuous, and the level five wild wolf was nearby. If he did not act promptly, the child would not survive for long.

Jiang Feng silently unfastened his backpack and took out a piece of meat the size of a rabbit's head, which he had cooked and dried to use as emergency rations.

This was the meat of a level four wild boar. He cooked it and dried it, carrying it as emergency rations.

At this moment, he threw the meat without hesitation. The meat block flew like a shot put, heading straight for the wild wolf.

The wild wolf heard the wind and dodged at the first moment, but the aroma of the meat and the faint Ming power it contained instantly attracted it. It abandoned the child without hesitation and rushed toward the meat block, swallowing it in a few bites.

Another piece of meat landed a few steps in front of it, and it rushed over again.

Jiang Feng had already noticed that not only the Nightfall Rabbit but almost all meat-eating Ming beasts could not resist the Ming power contained in the meat.

Their stomachs and intestines were as tough as their skin, able to withstand the impact of Ming power. They would effortlessly digest the Ming power along with the nutrients in the meat, turning it into part of their bodies.

Therefore, compared to the child, the meat of a level four wild boar was more attractive.

Jiang Feng lured the wild wolf to a distance, then rushed over without hesitation, picked up the child, and dashed into the river like lightning.

He held the child and walked about 700 to 800 meters in the river, then quickly went ashore and ran back.

When the wild wolf finished eating the meat and returned, it found only a pool of blood on the ground. It followed the blood scent to the river, sniffed the air, and walked away uninterestedly.

The river had cut off the scent of blood, and the cooked Ming beast meat had whetted its appetite, reducing its interest in the child.

Before setting out, Jiang Feng had already chosen a cave to stay in for the night. Now he directly brought the child back and carefully placed him on a grass mat.

The child's breath had become even weaker, and after a quick examination, Jiang Feng's frown deepened.

He had gathered some herbs to stop the bleeding on the way back, but the child's injuries were more severe than he had imagined. He crushed the herbs and filled the wound, but the herbs were quickly washed away by the blood.

If this continued, the child would surely die!

Jiang Feng was anxious, constantly thinking of ways to help.

The child had no relation to him, and he had never seen him before. Not being a martial practitioner, his presence here was very suspicious. Logically, Jiang Feng could have left him alone.

But from beginning to end, he never had the thought of giving up. His mind was focused on one thing: he could not let such a young child die in front of him!

Suddenly, Jiang Feng lowered his head and looked at his arm.

The blue veins faintly appeared under his skin, and through the skin, he could see the blood flowing inside.

Over the past few days, he had already studied it. The golden blood qi could gather a strand every day, and no matter how severe the wound, it could completely heal it.

However, after using this strand of blood qi, it would remain dormant for the entire day, producing no effect.

In other words, by healing a wound at once, he would lose his innate healing ability for a whole day.

Now he was thinking, could he guide this strand of blood qi to heal someone else?

Time was short, and Jiang Feng began to try without hesitation.

His consciousness delved deep into his body, reaching the river of blood. This was the source of the golden blood qi.

He carefully guided the golden blood qi from the source, moving it from his heart to the middle finger of his left hand.

He pricked his middle finger, and a drop of blood seeped out. This drop of blood was extremely red, like a piece of carnelian, with golden threads mixed in the middle.

It fell from Jiang Feng's fingertip and dripped into the wound on the child's shoulder.

As soon as this drop of blood fell, Jiang Feng's face turned pale, and sweat poured out from all over his body. He was so weak that he could barely stand, and he fell to the ground, wetting the floor with sweat.

He did not have time to pay attention to his own condition and first focused on the child.

The golden blood mixed with the wound immediately separated like mist, faintly adhering to the surface of the wound. Under the golden mist, the muscles seemed to come to life, moving automatically and converging toward the center.

In a moment, the bleeding stopped, and the wound healed, leaving no trace!

The golden mist did not immediately disappear but seeped into the child's skin through the pores. After a while, a black substance oozed out from all the pores of the child's body. It was extremely foul-smelling and disappeared upon contact with the air, leaving a nauseating odor.

Jiang Feng could hardly bear it and dragged the child to a well-ventilated area.

The child's skin began to regain its rosy color, and Jiang Feng knew he was fine, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Dizziness hit him repeatedly, and Jiang Feng fell to the ground, falling into a deep sleep.

While Jiang Feng was treating the child, the rabbit night snack had been quietly squatting to one side. At this moment, a ghostly white figure floated out of the rabbit's body and pointed.

Jiang Feng and the child's bodies floated up and landed in a sheltered spot in the cave.

Jiang Feng's snoring and the child's steady breathing mixed together. A jade pendant slipped from the child's waist and hit the ground with a "ding."

The front of the jade pendant was intricately carved with a character, vaguely resembling the shape of the character "zhong" (重).

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