Chapter 123: The Gift from the Ancestor of the Antuo Tribe

  When the white fog enveloped, Su Ming's gaze swept around the cave, especially in a few special places where he looked at several times. Those positions, he set up some fine beast hair before leaving, these hairs are very light, and can be blown away by any wind, through the distance they were blown away, Su Ming could vaguely judge the size of the wind.

  And at the entrance, he also made arrangements on the ground there. At this moment, after observing, it was confirmed that no one would come during these days when he left.

  "It's a good thing I have this, otherwise it wouldn't be very convenient." Su Ming rubbed his head, and as the heat in his body dissipated, his hair slowly stopped being wet. He took out a small, damaged bag from his bosom, opened it, and poured out the herbs and materials he had bought from Handan City.

  After checking, it was confirmed that nothing had been reduced. Su Ming finally put his mind at ease. The small bag inside had a damaged space, so for the past two years, although Su Ming used it frequently, he never felt quite at peace.

  "Refining the Soul-Seizing Powder should be a priority, this powder is refined through a single process and will likely provide me with immense assistance, even when it's inconvenient to summon the Moon Wing Spirit, I can use this item as a trump card."

  It's too demanding to refine this powder... Herbs are secondary, I found some in the third layer of Handan City, now only three kinds are left.

  It's barely comparable to the Beast Bone of Kai Chen Realm, but there's only one piece." Su Ming picked up the black bone from the materials, which had a heavy chill on it, and felt icy cold in his hand.

  "However, although it is equivalent to the bones of a powerful fierce beast in the Kai Chen realm, there are no other time requirements, and it does not require personally killing such a fierce beast to obtain its bones. In this case, although such bones are not many, they should be available for purchase."

  "Besides these, we need to find a dying person. Although this person doesn't have any cultivation requirements, since the materials for refining this powder are so hard to find, it's clear that the higher the cultivation, the better the quality of the Soul-Seizing Powder... I wonder if we can find someone who is about to break through to the Open Heaven Realm and see how the refined Soul-Seizing Powder would turn out..." Su Ming's eyes sparkled, but soon turned into a sigh. He knew he was being overly optimistic, as this was simply impossible.

  "As for refining this powder, it can't be done with fire, but rather requires the use of yin energy to refine it. I've already thought of where to get this yin energy from. The Puqiang tribe cultivates death energy, they must have a place to store dense yin energy for cultivation." Su Ming thought for a moment, then put the matter aside, after all, refining the Soul-Stealing Powder still required many materials that were not yet fully prepared, and this was something that needed to be carefully considered.

  "Now that my cultivation has recovered, I should use the Mountain Spirit Powder to increase my cultivation." Su Ming took a deep breath. In this crevice cave, despite the continuous rain outside, there were waves of heat emanating from within. The heat came from Su Ming's right hand, where flames slowly rose along with several herbs inside.

  Dry alchemy, silently taking in those granules of Mountain Spirit Powder, dispersing within the body and merging into the vital energy and blood, circulating throughout to permeate the entire body, causing the blood vessels to steadily and slowly increase.

  Quietly in the depths of this rainforest, Su Ming once again began his reclusive life, rarely going out and cultivating like a hermit. Time slowly passed, and before he knew it, half a month had gone by.

  For half a month, Su Ming had not taken half a step out of the cave entrance. He had enough herbs to refine the Mountain Spirit Paste, and in this half month, the number of blood veins inside him increased from 243 to 249.

  The speed of cultivation was neither fast nor slow, but it excelled in stability. Moreover, every time a few more bloodlines emerged, Su Ming would pause briefly to subtly control the circulation before proceeding again.

  As a result, although his bloodline didn't increase much, Su Ming's strength was growing with each passing day.

  He was more silent, and at this moment, if he were seen by the people of Wushan Department, they would be stunned for a while, as if they couldn't recognize him at first glance. His appearance had changed, but more importantly, his whole demeanor was completely different from what it used to be.

  It was a transformation, a growth like a lubricant.

  On his face, there was a thin scar parallel to his eyes, two fingers away from them. The scar could have healed, but Su Ming didn't want it to.

  He always touches the scars on his face, quickly typing with one hand, ear roots bookworm official yy: 3943. In that dark hole, he silently gazes into the darkness.

  Half a month later, Su Ming sat cross-legged in the crevice cave, swallowed the Mountain Spirit Powder, circulated the Qi and blood in his body, and melted and absorbed it. At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside his ear.

  "Senpai... Senpai..."

  Su Ming did not immediately come to his senses, but walked for several hours. When the outside sky turned dark and the moonlight appeared, all the Mountain Spirit Dispersal in his body was absorbed, and he slowly opened his eyes, got up calmly, put on a beast skin cloak that covered his whole body, and slowly walked out.

  Deep in the rainforest, not far from where the wooden flute's call came from, the sky was still raining, but much less, turning into a misty drizzle that made everything around wet and humid.

  Su Ming stood beside a large tree, his eyes scanning the surroundings. This was the place he had chosen. Cautious Su Ming only went to meet Fang Mu on his own initiative for the first time, and in the following few times, he would find a safe location and let Fang Mu come to him.

  Doing so can provide some protection and avoid potential pitfalls that may or may not exist.

  His gaze withdrew from the surroundings, and Su Ming's right hand lifted up in front of him with a swing. Immediately, the intangible Lunar Winged Soul dispersed and surrounded the area, making the moonlight here seem to condense into even more.

  "Fang Mu, come forth!"

  The words came out, Su Ming stood quietly there, hidden in the darkness, motionless.

  It wasn't long before the sound of rustling came, and a figure quickly ran out from the rainforest beside him. It was Fang Mu. He had become familiar with Su Ming's mysteriousness and habits, so it wasn't difficult for him to find this place by following the sound. After appearing, he panted heavily, looking at Su Ming who stood in the darkness. In his eyes, Su Ming seemed to have merged with the dark night, and only a vague outline could be seen.

  "Fang Mu sees Mo Qianbei." Fang Mu hastily made a fist and bowed to Su Ming, then took down the large bag he was carrying on his back, placed it aside, and opened it, revealing numerous Luo Yun leaves inside.

  Su Ming's gaze swept over the bag, his right hand raised and pressed against the large tree beside him. The tree trunk immediately shook, and a part of its bark fell off. Under Su Ming's finger movements, three patterns of medicinal herbs were drawn on the tree trunk.

  "If you can find these three herbs, Baidu Xiumo's rapid manual strike, Ear Root Book Fan Official YY: 3943), any one of them can be exchanged for three treatments. If you can get all of them and pay the sufficient price, I may have a way to cure your injury." Su Ming said slowly.

  Fang Mu's body stiffened for a moment, his expression didn't reveal anything unusual, but in his heart, he suddenly became tense. This tension wasn't due to fear, but excitement. If it were someone else who had said this to him the first time they met Su Ming, he definitely wouldn't have believed them. But now, in Fang Mu's heart, he mostly believed Su Ming's words.

  "Elder, don't tease me. I understand my own injuries. The barbaric technique was planted in me, and even Father and the Barbarian King can't eradicate it. We can only slowly suppress it. To completely eliminate it is really too difficult, unless you can find the person who harmed me back then and kill them." Fang Mu fell silent for a moment, then forced a calm smile.

  "Come forward." Su Ming fell silent for a moment before speaking in a flat tone.

  Fang Mu's heart skipped a beat again, and he quickly typed with his hands. The earphone crackled to life as the official YY voice (3943) spoke up: "Yu has arrived." Just then, Yu walked over, approaching Su Ming. As soon as he drew near, Su Ming's right hand shot out, grabbing Fang Mu's shoulder in a tight grip. A chill ran down his arm and into Fang Mu's body.

  This chill was icy cold, exuding a chill that made Fang Mu's body tremble, but as the chill passed, it transformed into a thread of fiery heat, which seemed to possess a spiritual quality as it wandered through his body.

  Before Fang Mu could react, Su Ming had already raised his hand. Fang Mu knew that the other person had a strange habit and didn't like others to get close to him, so he quickly retreated a few steps, nervously looking at Su Ming.

  "I don't have full confidence, only seventy percent." Su Ming said in a low voice.

  "Seven...". Fang Mu took a deep breath, his expression firm and decisive. He nodded, then looked at the three herbs on the tray, committing their appearance to memory.

  "Also, you need to find two pieces of beast bones, which must be the bones of a fierce beast equivalent to Kai Chen." Su Ming said slowly.

  Fang Mu did not ask Su Ming what the materials were for, but nodded in remembrance. He saw that after Su Ming finished speaking, he seemed to want to end this meeting, and immediately showed a respectful expression, making a fist at Su Ming.

  "Elder, before I came here, my father had instructed me to bring something for you. Please accept it." Fangmu said, taking out a black bellows from his bosom and crushing it in front of Su Ming, only to see a wisp of mist swirl around, dispersing instantly to reveal a white wooden box.

  The wooden box looked ordinary and was handed over by Fang Mu with both hands.

  Fang Mu was also curious about what was inside the wooden box. This was when he came this time, his father suddenly appeared and handed it to him, letting him hand it over to Su Ming under the protection of several clansmen in the rainforest.

  "Open it." Su Ming's gaze fell on the wooden box, and he was quite surprised at what had just happened after the black bell shattered, but he didn't show it.

  Fang Mu heard this and immediately opened the wooden box, took a look, and suddenly froze for a moment. Inside the box was a bone knife that emitted a chill, with a faint red line visible within it, which was exactly what Su Ming had used to exchange in Handan City.

  Looking at this knife, Su Ming's expression remained unchanged. His right hand rose into the air and grasped at nothingness, and the bone knife flew up, being caught in Su Ming's hand.

  "Go back and thank your father for me." Su Ming held the returned Bone Knife, took that bag of Luo Yun leaves, his body retreated backwards and disappeared into the darkness.

  Fang Mu was quite perplexed. He recognized the knife, but couldn't figure out why it was in his father's hands when he had clearly given it away before, and now he was giving it back to him again.