Chapter 5

As the eyes of Xia Tian became increasingly bright at this moment, he could not figure out why there were Polygonum multiflorum (He Shou Wu) growing here, which looked like radishes with dark skin and scattered leaves. Many people who did not know the medicinal properties would mistake it for weeds. But it turned out that this weed was actually He Shou Wu. Heaven had not been unkind to Xia Tian, sending him this He Shou Wu in his most difficult times.

Observing its texture, it resembled a palm, with a thick stem and five branches, just like human fingers. The leaf veins on the five branches absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Morning dew like jade beads, the rising morning sun, and the purple qi were all absorbed, leading to the essence of the setting sun. Under the setting sun, the White Jade Palace hung in the sky, balancing the yin, forming a harmonious whole. Perhaps this He Shou Wu was not of the most precious quality.

However, it had clearly reached a thousand years old. A thousand-year-old He Shou Wu had gradually condensed its massive body, much like a cultivator condensing qi into true essence, then transforming it into liquid, and finally forming a golden elixir. Initially, it was a vast ocean of gas, but it condensed into a single drop of true essence, gradually solidifying.

Xia Tian's surprise was not due to the preciousness of the He Shou Wu, but because it had achieved a thousand-year life in this bustling city and polluted environment. It was simply a miracle. However, Xia Tian did not think too much about it at the moment. With this thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, even if he did not refine it into an elixir, eating it raw would still have significant effects.

The way to eat it was also very particular and not like washing and eating it like a cabbage or radish. Thinking about this, Xia Tian couldn't help but feel a headache. In his world, he would never treat medicine so carelessly. Although He Shou Wu was not extremely precious, growing for a thousand years made it a refined medicine. The essence of life was contained within this radish-sized He Shou Wu.

Xia Tian had to carefully consider how to eat it. He had no pots, bowls, or his own true fire. What should he do? Xia Tian couldn't help but look at the He Shou Wu in his hand, pondering how to fully utilize its medicinal effects.

Feeling helpless, Xia Tian could only return to his room and sit down to think. With this He Shou Wu, he no longer had to worry about the pin-sized hole in his dantian. Fortunately, he had not truly started cultivating yet. If he had a certain foundation and then had a pin-sized hole in his dantian, it would have been a real problem.

This was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Everything had come just in time. Since he could find a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu here, what about other places? If he found another precious medicine, wouldn't it strengthen his body significantly? With a good foundation, he could achieve greater development. Thinking this, he prepared to act.

However, after standing up, he found it somewhat amusing. Finding a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu was already a great fortune; should he be greedy for more? Cultivation itself was defying heaven, pursuing eternity by defying heaven. Shouldn't he be greedy? "If one does not act for oneself, heaven and earth will destroy one." This was the truth of the cultivation world. Xia Tian hid the He Shou Wu in his hand, preparing to move and thoroughly inspect the Xia family estate. If he found another, tonight would truly be a success.

Xia Tian did not rush out. He wanted to adapt to his current body, which he was not very familiar with. He felt as if he had possessed a corpse, but he had not sensed any information left by the original owner all day, which puzzled him. His current behavior was still as foolish and dull as the original owner, but the body had already been taken over by him.

He practiced a set of boxing moves, not using much strength, for fear of making noise and attracting attention. He just wanted to familiarize himself with his body and see if it was flexible. As long as he could control his body normally, he could use the martial arts from his world. Gradually, a mist enveloped Xia Tian's body. This was not because his skills were powerful, but because his body was too weak. After a bit of exercise, his body was drenched in sweat.

He exhaled a long breath. Although his body was sore, it did not affect his comfort. It felt as if he had expelled the impurities from his body, making him feel much lighter. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xia Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that this body was truly a waste. In just a short time, the sour sweat made him feel uncomfortable.

Moving quietly like a cat, he took a step and disappeared into his small room. Using trees and shrubs to hide his body, he concealed himself at every spot. As long as he was not discovered, everything would be fine. His identity was awkward, and any impulsive actions before regaining his strength would be disastrous.

When Xia Tian returned to the front yard, the green grass, illuminated by the lights, appeared dark green. It was hard to tell if it was the color of the grass or the yellowish light. The green seemed to be revealed under the yellow light.

The agile Xia Tian was a stark contrast to his daytime self. Unfortunately, his body was already drenched from the continuous autumn rain, which, though not heavy, still made him shiver from the cold. His body was weak, and after a long time in the rain, he prepared to return.

Just as Xia Tian was about to leave, he saw family members from the main area walking in groups toward a pavilion. Xia Tian was very curious. According to his judgment, it was probably around midnight. It was very late, and he wondered where they were going.

Xia Tian followed behind one of them, being careful not to be noticed. His steps were light, making no sound, like a cat's paws with thick pads. His body had changed, and his hearing seemed to have improved. He could hear the people in front speaking clearly.

One person said, "The second young master has called everyone at midnight. He must be planning to take action against the first young master. Sigh! It seems the first young master has been harmed by his useless son, and the second young master has already driven him to the brink. The position of the family head will eventually belong to the second young master."

"Who can deny it? The second young master's people already hold key positions in the province, while the first young master's representative has been relegated to a minor post. The good and the bad are clear to see." Another person interjected, "You two should be more careful! If the second young master hears this, you'll be in trouble."

The two people who had been speaking looked up and immediately closed their mouths, saying no more. Xia Tian, however, heard everything clearly. He realized that his adoptive father was not doing well. What puzzled Xia Tian was that he was himself, and his father was his father. What had he done to affect his father's position as the family head?

Xia Tian wanted to see who this second young master was, who turned out to be his second uncle, Xia Zhonghe. Xia Tian did not follow too closely, just watching from a distance. He saw the middle-aged man who had kicked him earlier. "So it's him!" Xia Tian muttered to himself and quickly left.

Xia Tian did not continue listening because even if he knew the content and found his adoptive father, he doubted the father would believe him. His reputation as a fool and a waste had already made his father skeptical of his words. Saying anything would be pointless. If he wanted to compete for the family head position, he needed to have some skills. Otherwise, what was the point of competing? He might as well go somewhere cooler.

A breeze made Xia Tian shiver. He opened his mouth to sneeze but quickly covered it, stifling a muffled sound. He did not stay for long, using his agile movements to leave quietly. Xia Tian did not rush back but carefully searched the entire courtyard again.

In the end, he did not find any medicinal herbs of the same quality as the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu. There were only some grass and vines, or towering trees. Disappointed, Xia Tian returned to his residence, taking off his wet clothes and leaving only his underwear. He looked at the He Shou Wu he had hidden.

He sighed, deciding to eat it raw. Although it would affect the medicinal effects, Xia Tian was not too concerned. If he could find a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu here, he might find even better medicines elsewhere. In fact, Xia Tian was completely wrong. This thousand-year-old He Shou Wu had survived by chance, and there were not many such medicines. Even a few decades-old herbs would make herbalists ecstatic.

He carefully peeled off the outer skin of the He Shou Wu, revealing a white, juicy stem. Xia Tian licked his lips, and as soon as he touched it, he smelled a strong medicinal aroma. He took a small bite with his white teeth, chewed slowly, and swallowed it in a few bites. Suddenly, he felt his whole body heat up. Afraid the medicinal power was not enough, he took several more large bites, swallowing half of the He Shou Wu.

He felt his lower abdomen burning like a volcano, the intense heat making him want to die. His meridians felt as if they were about to burst, and the tearing pain made him lose sensation. However, Xia Tian's mind was very clear, and he did not dare to be negligent. He quickly began to practice his technique, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and mouth open.

He guided the heat to flow through his meridians, completing a large cycle and then a small cycle, repeating the process. Xia Tian was not just practicing his technique but also guiding the heat to his dantian. Using this intense heat, he burned and fused the small pin-sized hole in his dantian. Although the hole was tiny, it almost exhausted all of Xia Tian's mental energy. His mental energy was already limited, and this effort left him pale, like the ghostly white of the White Impermanence in the underworld.

Suddenly, Xia Tian felt the heat weakening. Without hesitation, he swallowed the remaining He Shou Wu in a few bites. The additional heat fused the nearly melted flesh, making his dantian a complete, seamless whole. The remaining heat roamed through his meridians, ready to cause destruction. However, Xia Tian did not show a hint of a smile. He furrowed his brow, bit his tongue to stimulate his nerves, and quickly guided the heat through his meridians in a large cycle, slowly returning it to his dantian.

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