Chapter 6: Benevolence

  Su Ming was rising and falling in the jungle, his figure like an arrow leaving a bowstring, relying on his familiarity with this place and his agile body, before long, he saw Wushan far away in front of him.

  Through this forest, you can enter Wushan.

  For Su Ming, who has been collecting medicine on this mountain since he was a child, almost every blade of grass and wood here emits an aura that makes him feel quite comfortable.

  "It is said on the beast skin scroll that those who cultivate brutality, when in a state of coagulated blood, temper their body's brutal blood, causing the blood to erupt with power, allowing the body to continuously grow stronger. I thought such an experience was impossible for me in this life, but now I truly feel it!"

  The first layer of Blood Coagulation Realm, I need to gather the three blood vessels in my body. Now that I haven't fully completed it yet, my speed has increased a lot, and even my strength... Su Ming's body swayed, and with one leap forward, he rose into the air beside a large tree, his right fist clenched, striking fiercely at the tree.

  With a loud crash, a faint fist mark floated on the big tree, but Su Ming's right hand was also numb, and his expression revealed excitement.

  Just as he was rejoicing, a red shadow flashed by his side, followed by a series of triumphant chirps, apparently the little monkey had caught up and surpassed Su Ming.

  Su Ming smiled slightly and chased after the red shadow. Although he was not weak in terms of speed, he couldn't compare to Xiao Hou. If it were before, almost every time Su Ming arrived at Wushan, Xiao Hou would be lying there with a look of disdain and impatience, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

  Now, after a long time, when Su Ming climbed up the Wushan Mountain and reached the middle of one of the mountain peaks near the large stone that was recessed, he saw that the little monkey still had an impatient look on its face, but the sweat on its forehead had not yet dispersed, revealing that even it had not been there for too long.

  Su Ming smiled and walked forward, stroking the little monkey's head, took off the woven basket on his back, stood on the large stone, gazing at a hazy mist in the distance between heaven and earth, taking deep breaths.

  He likes to stand here and look ahead, although the front is just a few steps away from the precipice. If there is a mountain wind blowing, it will make people sway even more, quite dangerous. However, Su Ming has been climbing this mountain since he was young, and this place is equivalent to his second home.

  "Little Red, what's on the other side of the mountain... have you been there?" Su Ming stood there, his animal hide clothes fluttering in the wind, making a rustling sound, his right hand subconsciously touching the black fragments on his chest.

  The little monkey next to him rolled his eyes, looked at the distant sky and earth, ignored Su Ming, and lowered his head to grab his own hair, as if he wanted to find something inside.

  Seeing the little monkey grooming itself without paying attention to him, Su Ming touched his nose, shook his head and smiled, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

  "Little Red, I'm going out this time and won't be back to the village for a while. I'll probably stay here for a period of time. When you go out to play, remember to help me pick some wild fruit on your way back."

  The little monkey beside him immediately looked up, showing a look of surprise, and after carefully looking at Su Ming for several times, he suddenly smiled with joy, nodding his head repeatedly. He usually spent no more than three to five days with Su Ming when he returned to the tribe, leaving only himself in this mountain forest. Now that he understood Su Ming's words, he was extremely delighted.

  Su Ming took a deep breath, facing the mountain wind, and slowly closed his eyes. He was prepared to cultivate here until he had fully completed the first layer of the Congealed Blood Realm before leaving this place.

  After all, what happened to him, Su Ming didn't know how to explain it, and he secretly wanted to keep it hidden, not wanting others to know.

  In the blink of an eye, not long after, a blood line appeared on Su Ming's body. This blood line emitted a faint red glow, but this red glow did not flash and was quite solid.

  Even that bloodline is no longer as faint as it was half a month ago, but has completely emerged.

  Xiu Man's journey, Su Ming may not have the natural talent, but he has the determination of perseverance and never giving up, at this moment, time slowly passes in his meditation.

  The sun rises and sets, the mist in the mountains gradually rises and disperses, the sounds of birds and beasts often echo, filling a kind of special tranquility. Under this tranquility, Su Ming opened his eyes on the second morning.

  After exercising for a bit, I turned back and found that the little monkey was nowhere to be seen, but on the ground there were some wild fruits, as well as some fruit pits that had been spat out after eating...

  Su Ming picked up some fruit and ate eighteen or nineteen of them. With his appetite, these fruits were already enough to fill him up halfway. Although he liked eating this kind of wild fruit, he didn't like eating too much at once.

  After eating the fruit, Su Ming sat down cross-legged again, immersing himself in that condensed brutal blood. However, this time, it only took a few hours for Su Ming to open his eyes, and a hint of doubt appeared in his gaze.

  "The first bloodline has fully condensed, but the second bloodline always feels like there's not enough blood in my body..." Su Ming couldn't explain what he was feeling, as if the first bloodline had sucked away more than half of his fresh blood, leaving little to condense into a second line.

  It sounds contradictory and mysterious, hard to explain, but it's Su Ming's true feeling at this moment.

  "Not enough blood..." Su Ming rubbed his head, deep in thought. He didn't know that as a cultivator, especially in the early stages, one needed not only a strong body to maintain cultivation but also had to take large amounts of medicine. The effect of these medicines was to rapidly produce new blood, which would then drive the cultivation and condense into strands of blood vessels.

  In the realm of Blood Condensation, the more profound a Barbarian's cultivation is, the more astonishing their internal Qi and blood energy will be. Once unleashed, their physical strength alone can tear apart even the most powerful beasts, hence they are called Barbarians!

  These things are tribal secrets, and only those with a barbarian physique can know them.

  "In the village, if someone gets injured and loses a lot of blood, they will turn pale and become weak all over. At this time, they need to take some herbal medicine to replenish their energy...” Su Ming's eyes lit up, he thought carefully for a moment, then immediately stood up, shouldered his basket, and jumped towards the side of the mountain. This time he moved extremely quickly, and returned in about half an hour."

  On his way back, there were some muddy herbs in his basket. After cleaning up the herbs, Su Ming took out a stone bowl from the basket, ground the herbs into pieces, mixed them with dew, and stirred them together to form a dark green liquid, emitting a strange smell.

  But he had long been accustomed to the smell, and after sniffing a few mouthfuls, he added some herbs, and finally finished everything. He took a deep breath and drank the whole stone bowl without hesitation.

  It was hard to drink, Su Ming furrowed his brow, forcing himself to finish every last drop before sitting cross-legged once again.

  It wasn't until late at night that Su Ming opened his eyes and stared blankly into the darkness in front of him.

  "There's some effect... but it's very small... the method should be right, but there are still some places where I went wrong..." Su Ming furrowed his brow, these things he couldn't ask Grandfather Ah, could only ponder by himself.

  "Not true!!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, as the tribe's ordinary doctor, he was in charge of picking herbs, and vaguely remembered that every time he picked medicine, Grandpa would always choose some to take away, and only the remaining ones would be sent to the tribal chief for storage according to requirements, waiting to be taken out to decoct medicinal soup to treat illnesses and injuries.

  Among the herbs taken away by Ah Gong, there was Wulóng jiàng. However, it seemed that Wulóng jiàng had no effect on Ah Gong later on, so they were all left to Su Ming to nourish his body.

  "The last time I took the Wulong saliva, there was still some left after giving it to Leichen." Su Ming immediately turned over the embroidered pouch and found the small earthenware bottle inside. When he opened it, a familiar fragrance wafted out, and after a slight shake, about half of it remained.

  Without hesitation, Su Ming took the small bottle and put it to his lips, drinking it all in one gulp.

  He then immediately sat cross-legged, immersed in the coagulated blood vessels. Wulóng Suí Míng had taken a lot of it since he was young, and every time he drank it, he felt dizzy, as if he was about to fall asleep, like being drunk.

  But this time, it was his first time to practice according to the method of Xiū Mán after drinking Wúlóng Jīn. As the blood in his body circulated, he clearly felt that a cool stream filled with cold air was spreading rapidly throughout his body.

  In this infusion, it gradually merged into its body and blood, causing the speed of its blood circulation to increase significantly, and even seemed to have increased a bit more.

  "It's really like that!" Su Ming's heart was excited, just as he was about to continue cultivating, his whole body suddenly shook, and his eyes snapped open, revealing an expression of incredulity and daze.

  "How did it end up like this...... It's all because of Grandpa..."

  In his body, Su Ming clearly felt that with the absorption of that coolness, more cold currents suddenly appeared from various positions in his body. These cold currents seemed to have existed for many years, silently stored and waiting for the day when they would burst out after the circulation of blood.

  But it was the mouthful of Wu Long tea that Su Ming had drunk earlier that triggered this explosion!

  Now it seems as if countless streams from all sides converge and gather into a vast ocean.

  This is a great gift that his grandfather has prepared for him since he was young, a great gift that often nourishes his body with Wulóng Jīn, if Su Míngxiū cultivates the Barbarian Body, then this power will be of great help to his early cultivation, and if he does not cultivate the Barbarian Body in this life, it can also keep his body healthy.

  Su Ming was dazed, as if he saw the benevolent gaze and gradually aging face of his grandfather over the years, as well as the expectations placed on him, and the gloominess from half a month ago.

  "Ah Gong..." Su Ming muttered to himself, a dull humming noise circulating within his body. The massive amount of accumulated Dragon's Reverse Scale power that had been building up over the years pushed against his blood, causing the second blood line on his body to immediately appear and rapidly solidify.

  And then after the second bloodline floated out, the third bloodline suddenly appeared!!

  Even the fourth bloodline seemed to be faintly emerging!

  Right after that, Su Ming's body began to grow stronger at a visible rate, his circulation of blood and Qi becoming more powerful, driving the growth of his physique. If this continued, he would never be weak again, but instead have a sturdy physique like the other barbarians.

  But at this moment, the black fragment on Su Ming's chest suddenly emitted a piercingly dark glow that was exactly the same as when it was inside the barbarian statue!

  That flash of light, sudden and strange!

  Thanks for the reminder from fellow Taoist, added the volume name, this is the first volume of "Life is but a fleeting glance"