Chapter 8: Golden Blood玄参

Chu Yang had long been extremely familiar with the Nine Tribulations and Nine Heavens Divine Technique, able to recite it backward without any mistakes, but he could not cultivate it now!

This was because the Nine Tribulations and Nine Heavens Divine Technique had one major characteristic: knowing the incantation alone was useless. One must obtain the corresponding sword body, on which a peculiar force was attached. Only after absorbing this force could one cultivate the Nine Tribulations and Nine Heavens Divine Technique according to the incantation, and the progress would be very fast!

Moreover, the force attached to each segment of the sword body was different!

If one attempted to practice without obtaining the Nine Tribulations Sword body, they would likely die from a burning heart within a short time!

Secondly, Chu Yang's current physical condition had not yet reached the requirements for cultivating the Nine Heavens Divine Technique. Only after becoming a Warrior, with all the meridians unblocked and the blood and qi gradually becoming vigorous, and after leaving the Small Circulation and entering the Great Circulation, could he cultivate the Nine Tribulations and Nine Heavens!

As the eastern sky brightened, the sun suddenly leaped above the horizon. Chu Yang took a deep breath, completed his cultivation, and stood quietly for a while, feeling warm and comfortable all over...

He stood there, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of Juyun Peak, where the first segment of the Nine Tribulations Sword was buried.

He must obtain it as soon as possible!

A sharp light flashed in Chu Yang's eyes. He looked for a long time before finally turning his gaze away.

He cautiously looked around, confirming that no one was around, and then his figure moved, slowly sliding down the steep cliff. His eyes vigilantly observed all around, for if Shi Qianshan was right, then the Golden Blood玄参 should be growing on this cliff!

The Golden Blood玄参 was not considered a top-grade spiritual medicine. However, even in the Upper Three Days, it was a rare commodity. All the major families needed this spiritual medicine to lay the foundation for their descendants!

Many of the descendants of major families were even fed the Golden Blood玄参 at birth, taking advantage of the mother's innate qi before it dissipated, with the help of top experts to guide the infant's cultivation and dissolve the medicinal power, thus creating a heaven-defying martial arts prodigy!

If this prodigy grew up and worked hard, their future achievements would be unimaginable! And a significant part of their success could be attributed to the Golden Blood玄参 they consumed in their youth!

The reason why the descendants of noble families cultivated so quickly and had a pile of spiritual medicines was the most important factor!

In this world, there was never a lack of geniuses! Geniuses indeed had many more opportunities for success than ordinary people! But one thing was also undeniable: the number of geniuses who died young or gradually faded into obscurity was countless times more than those who succeeded!

I am not a genius, but I will transform myself into a genius even more talented than a genius! I will make geniuses mean nothing in front of me!

Chu Yang slowly slid down, his entire body adhering to the slippery cliff, moving freely like a large gecko, steadily moving on the sheer cliff.

This was a cultivation technique he had obtained from a Martial Venerable in his previous life, called "Heavenly Flight Technique." He found it useful and practiced it.

Now, although this body had never cultivated it before, he could勉强 use it...

A rustling sound came from below, and a sudden foul wind blew.

Chu Yang frowned, his eyes flashing. He pushed off the cliff with his right hand, silently moving seven feet to the side! With a whoosh, a colorful venomous snake passed by him!

If he hadn't moved, the snake's open mouth would have bitten his leg!

Chu Yang's eyes lit up with joy. There was indeed a Golden Blood玄参 here, and it was over a hundred years old!

The snake had a body covered in seven-colored scales, as thick as an arm, and a fleshy crest on its head. It was the Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake.

Wild Golden Blood玄参 over a hundred years old would always have a Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake guarding it. So when Chu Yang saw the snake, he immediately confirmed that the Golden Blood玄参 was real.

This snake had hard scales that were difficult to injure with blades, and it was highly venomous. The usual weak point of snakes, the seventh inch, was not a weakness for this snake.

Its fatal point was the fleshy crest on its head!

Golden Blood玄参 over a hundred years old would emit a faint scent that was fatally attractive to the Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake. This scent allowed the snake to experience no pain during its molting and advancement.

To the Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake, the Golden Blood玄参 itself was not useful, but this scent was what it desired.

A rustling sound arose, and the Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake quickly turned around and charged at Chu Yang. Its tail struck the cliff, making a loud slap, and it leaped into the air, lunging at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed to a pinpoint, remaining still. Just as the snake was about a foot away, he suddenly moved, dodging to the right and leaping up, twisting his body into an odd bow shape. The Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake passed by him, and in that instant, Chu Yang extended his fingers like a sword, gathering all his power and fiercely stabbing the fleshy crest on the snake's head!

Puff!

A strange, indescribable scream echoed, and the Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake twisted in pain, black blood mixed with a sickly green spewing from its head, rolling down the cliff.

Chu Yang let out a sigh of relief and carefully moved toward where the Seven-Colored Golden Crested Snake had come from. He could have moved faster, but he was afraid of touching the Golden Blood玄参...

A Golden Blood玄参 over a hundred years old! Chu Yang's heart raced. He had found a treasure.

A fifty-year-old one could have such an effect, and it was sustainable; he wondered what effect a hundred-year-old one would have?

Another three zhang down, Chu Yang faintly smelled a delicate fragrance, elegant and clear, like the scent of orchids on a snow-capped peak. Although the scent was not strong, it instantly invigorated the spirit.

Chu Yang's heart leaped with joy.

Ordinary Golden Blood玄参 was colorless and odorless, and only those over a hundred years old emitted a faint scent. This scent was similar to the fragrance of grass and trees. If in a place with lush vegetation, it would be hard to detect.

But now, it was on a smooth, sheer cliff! This scent was unusual.

Chu Yang carefully slid down, and in his line of sight, he saw a few blood-red leaves gently swaying in the wind on a concave part of the cliff. Below the leaves, a small, blood-red stem was faintly seeping from the cliff.

It was the Golden Blood玄参!

He slid down another half a zhang, found the right position, and silently drew a sword, gathering his power and forcefully stabbing it into the cliff. Half of the sword's body was deeply embedded in the cliff.

Chu Yang carefully stepped on the sword, holding his breath to keep his body light, and then quickly drew another sword, gathering his power and carefully digging into the cliff.

He had brought two swords, one of which belonged to Tan Tan, which he had secretly taken that morning... Now that guy should be up, and he wondered what he would think when he found his beloved sword being used as a hoe?

While digging, he felt a strange sense of pleasure. This pleasure surprised even Chu Yang himself: I am usually honest and straightforward, not the type to enjoy such mischief...

After a while, when Chu Yang was drenched in sweat, he had dug a small cave just large enough to fit half his body. He squeezed in and let out a sigh of relief.

Without resting, he carefully handled the few red leaves of the Golden Blood玄参, found the root, and left a three-foot safety distance before truly starting to dig.

All the stones he dug out, Chu Yang carefully placed in the crevices, making sure they didn't fall. When there was no more space, he let them slide down the cliff, trying to avoid making noise. He didn't want to alert anyone...

Although this place was relatively secluded, it was better to be cautious. Unnecessary trouble should be avoided.

This digging lasted for half an hour. Chu Yang's clothes were drenched in sweat...

Finally, a completely blood-red, faintly glowing, and seemingly blood-filled Golden Blood玄参 appeared in Chu Yang's hands.

The Golden Blood玄参 was unblemished, with intact roots, as thick as two fingers. When he gently squeezed it, it felt like a ripe peach, plump and elastic.

"Good stuff! It's nearly two hundred years old. No wonder Shi Qianshan made such rapid progress in his previous life... Damn, he got such a big bargain. But now it belongs to me!" Chu Yang panted, his mouth twisted, looking up and down with joy in his eyes.

Chu Yang really didn't expect it to be such a good thing!

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