บท 18: If you cook any further, it will be overcooked
Soaking in the herbal liquid was excruciating and to protect his body, Lian Chengyu circulated his Yuan Qi through his body. Yet it was extremely painful, but thinking that he could one day enter the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom to learn the 'Tai Ah Sacred Technique' and become someone who lorded over the people, Lian Chengyu endured it further!
Lian Chengyu's willpower to become stronger was matchless.
A person with weaker willpower would have taken advantage of his status as a young master of the tribe to eat well and partake in debauchery. At best, he would be a distinguished young master, but he would have never match the stature Lian Chengyu enjoyed.
"Young Master Lian has great will!"
"Young Master Lian is like an iron man!"
"It's not possible for a normal person to soak in this boiling herbal liquid! Young Master Lian is a dragon amongst people!"
Seeing Lian Chengyu being boiled red like a lobster in the herbal liquid, the surrounding lackeys including Zhao Tiezhu started sucking up.
The way they spoke was unlike them for they usually used foul language. However, to suck up, they purposely chose to use big adjectives.
"Make the fire bigger!" Lian Chengyu shouted while gritting his teeth. It was extremely painful immersed in ninety degree Celsius liquid. Veins protruded on Lian Chengyu's forehead, while his skin turned red while they stretched and curled.
Under such a condition, if one were to label Lian Chengyu as a "dragon amongst people", he was at best be related to a lobster (lobster in Chinese is literally dragon shrimp).
He was indeed at his limits, but the effects of the herbal liquid were weaker than he expected! How could that be?
"Make the fire bigger?" The lackeys looked each other in the eye, full of admiration of Lian Chengyu.
"F**k! Young Master Lian said to make the fire bigger, what are you idling for? Why? Do you think Young Master Lian cannot bear it? Young Master Lian's willpower and ability is not something you can fathom!"
Zhao Tiezhu was more senior, so he gave his subordinates a lesson.
After reprimanding them, he moved the large pile of timber into the stove himself. The fire cracked as the flames grew bigger.
Seeing Lian Chengyu reaching a key moment in his cultivation progress, Zhao Tiezhu purposely took a large fan to fan the flames.
The fire was so large that the flames were about to burn Lian Chengyu's hair.
"Young Master Lian, do you feel good?" smiled Zhao Tiezhu excitedly.
Lian Chengyu could no longer say a word. He had gritted his teeth so tight to the point of his teeth chipping. Besides his tightly clenched fists, his skin was boiled to the point of cracking. Yet, he did not obtain the desired effect.
"What happened?" Lian Chengyu thought angrily. Under Zhao Tiezhu's special treatment, his body was about to melt.
Human skin would shrink under high heat to the point of cracking. This phenomenon was appearing on Lian Chengyu's body!
But Lian Chengyu couldn't care less. He was considering the scary possibility in the deep recesses of his mind. It was a fear that choked him.
Having reached such a high level of training and being one step away from the Purple Blood realm, Lian Chengyu was very sensitive to every development in his body.
He knew that he was immersed in a pot of high-grade herbs but his heartbeat rate had not increased. His body had been polished, but the results were not evident.
He could not absorb much from a tank filled with good herbs!
Lian Chengyu had realized that he might have reached the point of a "bottleneck"!
Lian Chengyu had heard from his master, Yao Yuan that when martial artists practiced martial arts, they were prone to hit bottlenecks, especially when they were about to break through to a new level. Some people could be stuck with their bottlenecks for life!
The martial way was without end. In the long path of practicing the arts, one had to continuously break through to new realms. A bottleneck would eventually happen, but Lian Chengyu could never believe that he faced his first bottleneck when breaking through to the Purple Blood realm.
He could not accept it!
He was a favored child of the Heavens, a golden dragon trapped in shallow waters. He just needed a tiny amount of stimulus to soar into the sky!
How could a mere Purple Blood realm be his bottleneck! !
He couldn't believe it!
"More fire!" Lian Chengyu was struggling with all his might as he shouted angrily.
"More… even more fire?" Zhao Tiezhu began to feel something was amiss. He saw the skin on Lian Chengyu's arms and legs split apart. There was no need for him to be cooked to such a state.
"Young… Young Master, if you cook any further… it will be overcooked…" the bunch of lackeys said hesitantly.
"I want more fire!" Lian Chengyu roared as loud as an angered lion.
Zhao Tiezhu could only obey by fanning the flames with his subordinates.
The flames grew stronger. The herbs in the liquid bubbled. The pot of herbs had boiled!
Even Lian Chengyu had trouble staying within the boiling water. Besides, his body had not been able to absorb much of the herbal essence. He finally roared with his Yuan Qi exploding out of his body.
"Boom!" The herb tank exploded, scattering the burning hot liquid!
"Ouch!"
The surrounding lackeys immediately yelled in pain from the scalding.
Thankfully they were all clothed. Although it was scalding hot, the temperature had already decreased tremendously after landing on their clothes. Besides, they had thick skin to endure the burns.
It was too f**king hot.
However, these lackeys were masters at sucking up. They knew that Lian Chengyu would become a warrior of the kingdom, and could be a Tai Ah Divine Kingdom Knight one day. If they sucked up to Lian Chengyu, they would have a thriving future.
Hence, including Zhao Tiezhu, several lackeys ignored their burns and prostrated on the ground shouting, "Congratulations to Young Master Lian for his mastery!"
The scene of Lian Chengyu exploding the herb tank was impressive. Zhao Tiezhu and the others misunderstood it as Lian Chengyu having broken through. They didn't waste time sucking up!
But… the jolly laughter of Lian Chengyu and him awarding them did not happen. On the contrary, Lian Chengyu's body was all red. His flesh had already cracked, making him look extremely ferocious.
"Scram!" An extremely angry Lian Chengyu kicked Zhao Tiezhu and the other lackeys, sending them tumbling.
Zhao Tiezhu was dumbfounded from the kick. He did not dare make a sound even though his butt hurt tremendously. He had no clue what had happened.
"All of you scram!" Lian Chengyu shouted loudly. The lackeys were scared stiff and hurriedly ran off.
Suddenly Lian Chengyu raised his hand, "Come back!"
Lian Chengyu's gaze was cold, "Show me the herbal dregs!"
"Yes, yes!"
The lackeys did not mutter a word. They scrambled away and brought back the herbal dregs without a word.
Lian Chengyu rummaged through the herb dregs, and questioned the brewing process. His face turned increasingly ugly.
There was no problem with the herbal dregs. There were plenty of good herbs used in it. In fact, even a physician from a large tribe would not be able to tell. Who could have thought that someone had the ability to absorb all of the herbal essence without the secret process of brewing?
After seeing the herbal dregs, Lian Chengyu confirmed that he had met his bottleneck!
"Damn it!" Lian Chengyu smashed his fist into the wall!
He had shown talent in martial arts since young. Yao Yuan had previously said that he would be among the best even in a large tribe.
The problem wasn't because of his body; it was because of this Lian tribal clan!
"The herbs the tribe gave me were too weak! The talented young in the large tribal clans soak in herbs from young. They eat desolate bones for meals. How could I compare with them!"
Lian Chengyu gripped his fists. He hated his circumstances. He hated that he was not born in a rich family, but in this desolate place.
"This poor Lian tribal clan has obstructed and delayed me seventeen years of my time! If I were born in the royal family of the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, I would have long reached the Purple Blood realm, or an even higher realm… and might even vie for the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's royal throne!"
Having thought this, he could no longer stand by the Lian tribal clan. He hated the Lian tribal clan; all of the resources of the Lian tribal clan were not enough for his grooming!
Why couldn't I be born in the imperial family?
Why couldn't I enjoy all of that!
Their starting point was somewhere my Lian clan could not even see! Yet, I am climbing up like a dog! I hate it!
"Come!" Lian Chengyu shouted. Zhao Tiezhu didn't dare to be any slower and ran towards Lian Chengyu without a sound.
"Pass my order. Set up the cauldron, and gather the fit men in the village to begin refining the desolate bones!"
Zhao Tiezhu's heart jumped. It was finally beginning. It was supposed to be a couple days later. "About the herbs…"
"Keep picking!" Lian Chengyu's voice was indifferent. The Lian Clan Herb Mountain was the most valuable possession of the Lian tribal clan, and the picking of herbs was always regulated to prevent over-harvesting.
But now, Lian Chengyu was prepared to leave the Lian tribal clan in a few months. The Lian Clan Herb Mountain was no longer of value to him, so he was willing to squeeze everything from it.
Being stifled by the bottleneck, the herbs did little for him, but it was better than nothing.
As for the desolate bones… now was the time for the desolate bones to aid him in breaking through the bottleneck…
บท 19: Vigor
A human sized cauldron was set up on the Lian tribal clan grain-sunning ground. The large cauldron was filled with Li Fire water.
This Li Fire water was also bought from the big tribes and contained the power of fire within itself. It could reach a temperature of 500 degrees Celsius without boiling, so it was specially used for refining desolate bones.
The firewood that was stacked under the large cauldron was special. It was purple firewood. Its appearance was curvy; each log was like a dried old snake.
Although the purple firewood didn't look impressive, they were considered expensive. The purple firewood contained a special fire in it. Lit purple firewood could burn an entire day, boiling several big pots throughout the day.
The Lian tribal clan had prepared a long time for this day. Even so, they were reluctant to use the purple firewood. They only used one log a day.
With that, the fire began burning.
The purple firewood spewed deep purple flames, but remained very silent. The temperature of the flames were extremely high, enough to melt rock!
Under the purple flames, the cauldron of Li Fire water started boiling!
Presiding over the refinement of the desolate bones was the Lian tribal clan's Patriarch, who was Lian Chengyu's grandfather. Since it was a matter of great importance, he decided to do it personally.
"Lower the desolate bone!" The Patriarch ordered when the water reached a suitable temperature.
A few stout villagers carried a large wooden box, raised the desolate bone before dropping it into the large cauldron!
The Patriarch looked at the bubbles in the cauldron with a heavy expression.
Normally, the refinement of desolate bones was not something normal people could do.
People who specialized in refining desolate bones were known as Desolate Heaven Masters! A Desolate Heaven Master's standing was of the highest honors!
They had the ability to purify the essence in the desolate bones, refining what many martial artists dreamed and vied for–desolate bone relic.
A common skeletal piece of desolate bone was thousands of kilograms. So although it was known that tremendous energy was stored in the bones, humans were still unable to consume the large amount of bones. Even if they did, it was hard to digest!
The energy within the desolate bones was not easily absorbed. Even consuming a large amount of desolate bones would have less than ten per cent efficiency.
But after the refinement from a Desolate Heaven Master into a desolate bone relic, it would be as small as a longan, or even as small as a bean. A rich person could easily eat seven to eight of those a day.
After being refined by a Desolate Heaven Master, the essence was easily absorbed. As long as a martial artist had reached a certain level, which would prevent his body from exploding from an overflow, then he would be able to digest a desolate bone relic eventually.
A Desolate Heaven Master who could refine high-level desolate beasts was a huge asset major powers scrambled to vie for!
Rumors said that the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's Imperial Preceptor was a Desolate Heaven Master. The status and prestige he enjoyed was nothing an ordinary person could imagine.
In this world, there were several levels of desolate beasts. Some desolate beasts could turn over the seven seas and cut through mountains. These desolate beasts' bones were even harder to refine, impossible for a normal person!
It was rumored that a Desolate Heaven Master who had reached an unimaginable realm had set up a huge array to refine the bones of an ancient desolate beast–Purple Gold Chimera that took him twelve years!
To refine a piece of desolate bone for twelve years, coupled with the mysterious identity of the person made the legend even more charming.
It was said that the refinement caused a region with a radius of five hundred kilometers to turn into a desert. Even the Desolate Heaven Master had paid a price to refine the desolate bone relic.
It was unknown what the Purple Gold Chimera's relic was used for. Rumors were abound; some said it was used for saving someone.
As for whom it was used for, there were dozens of versions. Each version had its own speculations, such as the Desolate Heaven Master's daughter, his lover, his disciple, etc.
Such rumors only solidified the status of a Desolate Heaven Master in their minds. It was the reason why the legends were passed down with embellished details.
It was understandable since it was extremely difficult for the people to survive in the vast wilderness. To be able to worship such experts, even if they didn't know them, was extremely exciting just from the legends.
As for the Lian tribal clan, a small ant-like tribe could never hire a Desolate Heaven Master. Even the lowest level Desolate Heaven Master was someone they didn't dare to look at.
As such they could only use primitive methods to refine the desolate bone.
Thankfully, the price of the desolate bone they were refining was low. Even primitive methods could gather about 50-60% of the desolate bone essence.
That was enough for Lian Chengyu.
The refinement of the desolate bone proceeded day and night without stopping.
Especially at night, one could see the mysterious bright purple light from the purple firewood from an unobstructed spot in the village.
While the Lian tribal clan was busy refining the desolate bone, Yi Yun was not sitting idle. He was training day and night.
Few people visited the back mountain of the Lian tribal clan, so it was the ideal place for Yi Yun to cultivate himself.
It was already the fifth day Yi Yun practiced the 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist'.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
Yi Yun's served out punches after punches. Each punch was accompanied by a bowstring twang, like a pulse.
Yi Yun destroyed tree after tree. Yi Yun's blood was circulating fast as he breathed in deeply. The blood vessels on his arms and fists protruded out.
"Ha!" Yi Yun roared and sent a punch to a boulder in front of him.
"Ka-cha!"
The boulder disintegrated. Yi Yun's tendons had reached its peak performance!
"Su Su Su!"
The birds in the forest scattered into the sky from the commotion.
As they flew off in a hurry, leaves that were loosened by the birds swayed down onto Yi Yun's face.
Yi Yun had a hearty feel. It was as if all the energy in his body had moved through his body. It was inexplicably refreshing!
Although he had not reached the stage of Surprise Bow Drops Flock with the Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist's eighteen stances, to scare the birds from the trees was considerable progress.
Yi Yun's strength was still insufficient. He could only do about three hundred kilograms. If he were to reach the strength of several cauldrons, or even five thousand kilograms, then surprising the geese flock in the sky would not be impossible!
Although he only had 300 kilograms of strength, Yi Yun's Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain when hit out was much more than 300 kilograms!
The main crux of Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, with the tendons as bowstring, was to store the potential energy before shooting out a punch. Such a punch would be five hundred kilograms in strength, more than capable of splitting a tiger's head.
Yi Yun closed his eyes, satisfied. He felt the energy that moved through his body, giving him that immense comfort.
Unknowingly, Yi Yun's breathing started to become extremely long and gentle. The speed of the blood flow in his body also began to exhibit changes.
Oh, this is…
Yi Yun looked at both his hands. The protruded blood vessels had disappeared, while his breathing had become calm, his heart beat rate was much slower.
Yi Yun realized something and leapt to his feet, he took a deep breath before spitting it out.
"Whew!"
A white gas flew forward like an arrow for a distance of six meters. A falling leaf was pierced before it spun out flying.
"Vigor realm! I've finally entered the realm of Vigor!"
A Vigor warrior took long breaths, had slow but strong heartbeats. The big difference from a Valiant warrior was a Vigor warrior's endurance. He could carry on battling for a long time and could do long distance strikes.
For example, a squadron of Vigor warriors could travel a few hundreds of kilometers a day on the battlefield, completing a surprise attack from five hundred kilometers.
It was a natural breakthrough to the Vigor realm as Yi Yun's body had reached a certain level of training.
"Having come to this world, I've only really practiced martial arts for five days. I reached the second level of Mortal Blood in five days. This Mortal Blood realm is after all a martial artist's basic stage. The future levels are unknown. Also the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's experts, what levels are they?"
With the Purple Card, the energy required for cultivating himself was not a problem. The problem lied in the need for a cultivation technique.
If he didn't have a technique to guide his cultivation, he would be like a chef with a bunch of good ingredients, but without any cooking skills. He would still not be able to cook up a good meal.
"Since I've entered the Vigor realm, let's try the third stance of 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist'."
Yi Yun said to himself as he saw eastern sky turn white. Seeing that, he raced down the hill.
On the way, he passed by the grain-sunning ground. He slowed down his footsteps.
Under the five-hundred-kilogram cauldron burned the purple fire violently. In a twenty meter radius stood a tall wooden fence, preventing any unrelated persons from closing in.
Because of the wooden fence, Yi Yun was not sure of the situation inside. However, he could feel the extreme heat of the fire from afar.
However despite the layers of heat, Yi Yun felt a vague chill residing in it.
Although the chill was not obvious, it was excruciating…
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