Chapter 67

Chapter 65: Ten Thousand Extreme Limits

The cauldron walls glowed, and intricate carvings appeared, depicting majestic mountains, the sun and moon revolving, and ancient people worshipping the heavens, their voices grand, sacred, and solemn.

It was as if they had returned to ancient times, listening to the chants of the gods.

On the large cauldron, the lifelike images of chi dragons, pixiu, and other ancient fierce beasts seemed to be about to leap out through the cauldron walls, stirring the soul.

This was truly astonishing; the cauldron seemed to have a spirit of its own!

"This is... a supreme treasure!" The old clan leader's voice trembled, amazed by the extraordinary nature of the ancestral medicine cauldron.

A crystalline liquid appeared on the inner walls of the cauldron, like drops of dew, though scarce, it emitted a fragrant aroma, making one feel refreshed and comfortable, with every pore relaxed.

Using the golden blood of the Zhu Yan as the main ingredient, the effect was astonishing, reviving the ancient cauldron and causing this extraordinary phenomenon, leaving everyone speechless.

The old clan leader, having heard some secrets and legends, said, "This cauldron is invaluable, having refined rare treasures over the years. The cauldron walls continuously absorbed the medicinal properties, which are now integrated within. The golden blood of the Zhu Yan has resonated with it."

The cauldron boiled, the pale golden medicinal liquid emitting a fragrant aroma, accompanied by the sounds of worship and the chants of the gods, creating a mysterious atmosphere as if a divine medicine was about to be refined.

"Good, good, good!" The group of elders trembled, extending their wrinkled hands to touch the cauldron, amazed by its divine qualities.

The dew on the cauldron walls slid down, merging with the boiling medicinal liquid, intensifying the fragrance. The villagers stared with wide eyes, watching intently.

"This is the 'medicine root,' nurturing the medicinal liquid in the cauldron!"

The cauldron had refined many precious medicines in the past, its medicinal properties fully nourished and integrated within. The liquid droplets on the cauldron walls were the accumulated 'medicine roots' from years of refinement, capable of enhancing the quality of the medicinal liquid being refined.

A cauldron that could produce 'medicine roots' was undoubtedly a treasure, priceless, and irreplaceable by any precious item. At this stage, it had become spiritually aware, able to autonomously draw divine essence from the heavens, which combined with the accumulated medicinal properties, creating a substance of infinite use.

Sure enough, after the medicine roots slid down, the pale golden liquid became even more fragrant, making the medicinal liquid in the cauldron appear crystal clear and luminous. A single whiff made one feel refreshed and invigorated, with a sense of clarity and comfort.

"This is already a precious medicine!" Shi Linhu exclaimed, almost disbelieving that a village could refine such medicinal liquid.

The children couldn't help but drool, the fragrance of the medicinal liquid was so enticing that they longed to drink it immediately, feeling their tongues almost dissolve in the saliva.

"Zhi zhi..."

The fur ball couldn't stay still, leaping up and down, almost falling into the cauldron, but was quickly caught by Xiao Budian.

"Although we are just a village, without the blood of ancient relics, precious bones, or rare spiritual medicines, with this cauldron and the golden blood of the Zhu Yan, the medicine we refine is not inferior," Shi Feijiao clenched his fists, excited.

Xiao Budian had not hidden his background from the villagers, and the others sighed, encouraging him, hoping he would rise quickly in the vast wilderness.

Shi Yi, with the potential of an ancient sage and divine being, and possessing the Supreme Bone, was destined to far surpass ordinary geniuses. Born in an ancient kingdom, he would be cultivated with the full strength of the clan, becoming terrifying.

Even the villagers knew of him, and having such a prodigious opponent would make anyone uneasy. They naturally hoped Xiao Budian would rise quickly.

"Shi Yi, that little brat, is in a royal family, with access to infinite resources, not lacking in the blood of ancient relics or rare spiritual medicines. Growing up like this is indeed alarming."

Now he is almost ten years old, and it's clear that he will shine like a brilliant sun, hanging over the ancient kingdom, radiating brilliance and attracting attention.

Shi Linhu snorted, "Our Shi Village is not inferior. With this ancestral cauldron, the medicine we refine is not weaker and can certainly compete."

"That's right. The glorious ancient kingdom originated from Shi Village, and now we start anew. We will see which lineage's genius is more powerful, or if the people of the ancestral land are stronger." The elders, like old children, refused to admit defeat, instructing the villagers to search through their belongings for ancient treasures, hoping to find something extraordinary.

With a "boom," the cauldron trembled, emitting a burst of light. The Zhu Yan's blood dyed the entire cauldron a pale golden color, and the medicinal liquid boiled vigorously.

The place was enveloped in a mist, with colorful light flowing, looking splendid and beautiful, the fragrance refreshing and invigorating, making one feel as if they were about to ascend to the heavens.

"Delicious!" Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, eagerly anticipating, and the children kept sniffing with their little noses.

The cauldron walls shone, and the ancient people's worship echoed again, grand and solemn. The fierce ancient beasts and the blurred images of the gods all emitted light, mysterious and unfathomable.

The cauldron trembled, and the fire below automatically extinguished; the pale golden medicinal liquid was ready!

"Zhi zhi..." Xiao Budian hadn't moved, but the golden Zhu Yan couldn't resist, preparing to "taste first."

"Maoqiu, this medicine was refined using your blood as the main ingredient. Do you want to drink your own blood?" Er Meng asked.

This left Maoqiu in a dilemma, scratching his head and ears, but the temptation of the fragrance was irresistible. He snatched a porcelain bowl from the villagers, scooped up the liquid, and drank it down.

"Drink your own blood?"

"Zhi zhi..." Maoqiu kept calling, meaning it wasn't a big deal, he just liked it.

When Xiao Budian drank a bowl of the golden medicinal liquid, he immediately felt a flame rise within his body, his whole body glowing, followed by a heavy sweat. In an instant, he felt as if he had been fished out of water, his body enveloped in mist and light, his skin crystal clear, and his bones cracking and popping.

The medicinal power was truly immense, giving him a clear sensation immediately. His limbs and bones felt as if they were being forged, all the stagnant blood in his body was expelled, and the bruises and injuries rapidly healed, his bones glowing white.

Strands of light emerged, forming a mist that enveloped Xiao Budian, taking a long time to dissipate.

"How is it?" The villagers looked at him expectantly.

"The effect is amazing," Xiao Budian said.

The clan leader scooped out another bowl and gave it to Xiao Budian to drink. In childhood, it was essential to strengthen the body, or it would leave hidden problems for the future.

Clearly, one cauldron of medicinal liquid was too much for Xiao Budian alone. The children, holding small bowls, each got a share and quickly drank it. However, their physical strength was far inferior to Xiao Budian's, and they immediately spewed light from their mouths and noses, feeling as if they were on fire.

"Ao wu..."

The children, leaping and jumping, rushed to the lake, splashing into the water to cool down, as their bodies felt scorching hot.

That night, they couldn't rest, having only drunk half a bowl, they soaked in the lake until dawn.

The medicinal liquid was reduced to a thick juice, with most of it consumed by Xiao Budian, the rest shared by the children and adults, including the three young birds, all of whom glowed and felt extremely hot, making it a sleepless night.

Xiao Budian, however, slept soundly, his organs crystal clear, his bones white, as if washed clean. In the morning, he found his body sticky, the result of the toxins being expelled.

He put on a clean set of clothes, placed them by the lake, and jumped in, startling a group of children with red-rimmed eyes.

"You're up early," Xiao Budian greeted them.

"Wu wu... We didn't sleep," the children said pitifully. However, they were not tired but full of energy, which was why they were soaking in the lake.

"Oh, you continue, I'm going to exercise." A new day began, and after eating, Xiao Budian headed to the rocky waterfall area.

Day by day, Xiao Budian left early and returned late.

The waterfalls, like star rivers, thundered down from the rocky mountains. Xiao Budian, facing the white, misty waterfalls, struggled to climb up.

"Bang!"

When a stone weighing hundreds of pounds rolled down, he no longer dodged, letting it hit his body, grabbing the rock wall, and climbing up. In just three months, he had trained his body to be as strong as copper and iron.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a massive stone weighing thousands of pounds rolled down. Although not from the highest point, the impact was still terrifying, weighing thousands of pounds, but the force of the collision was at least tens of thousands of pounds.

Xiao Budian, submerged in the white waterfall, felt the danger with his keen senses but did not dodge, relying on his physical strength to withstand it.

"Thud," the massive stone fell, hitting his back with a dull sound, the white waves surging high.

Xiao Budian did not activate any bone scripts, but his body glowed with a faint light, successfully withstanding the impact. His body trembled, the faint light fading, though his back was in pain, his muscles and bones were unharmed, a truly astonishing feat!

This was the result of months of hard training, refining his physical strength daily. Without using bone scripts, his body naturally emitted a layer of light, a pure manifestation of blood qi, protecting him.

"Is this what the willow tree meant by the true essence of the Blood Moving Realm?" Xiao Budian mused.

The willow tree's words aligned with the current realm's name, but the results of cultivation were entirely different, measured by the standards of ancient fierce beasts.

Day after day, month after month, Xiao Budian left early and returned late, his body covered in bruises and scars. However, with the ancient recipe from the willow tree, he frequently refined precious medicines, drinking the pale golden thick juice, and instantly recovering.

He remained handsome and fair, his face tender, his eyes full of spirit, but his physical strength grew stronger. When attacked, his blood qi surged, like moving the heavenly elements, his body glowing. Ordinary boulders hitting him would be deflected, unable to harm him.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a year had passed, and Xiao Budian was about to turn seven.

In the early morning, at the rocky waterfall area, Xiao Budian, using one arm to hold a massive stone weighing tens of thousands of pounds, climbed up with one arm and two legs, facing the misty waterfall and rolling boulders.

"Thud!"

A stone rolled down, hitting him, but he remained steady, like a divine ape, swiftly climbing up, the waves and boulders unable to knock him down.

Finally, he reached the top of the rocky mountain, standing there, his body glowing with light. Nearly a year of training had caused a terrifying transformation in his physical strength.

A month ago, he had already achieved this, and recently, he had been consolidating his strength.

"Rise!"

In the misty waterfall, a small figure, bathed in the morning light, lifted a massive stone weighing a hundred thousand pounds, his body glowing with light.

This scene startled nearby beasts and birds, making them tremble, frightened by the small figure.

In the morning light, the small figure was radiant, emitting a terrifying aura, standing like a young deity on the waterfall, his body exuding an indescribable aura.

Only the young of heaven-stage ancient fierce beasts could achieve this, reaching the ten-thousand-pound extreme limit. Xiao Budian had broken through to this level!