Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Progress of Blood Qi Strength (3/3)

Village Chief Zhou Zhengwen and Elder Ji were no fools; they grasped the key issue in an instant.

Mountain Lord had captured a special wolf, and Li Xingpeng had also encountered a special wolf.

They couldn’t help but think more about it.

Village Chief said, “There’s a fence around the living area to protect against wild beasts, and we’ve surrounded it with spiked vines, which should keep ordinary beasts at bay, but against a beast comparable to a Martial Artist…”

A beast comparable to a Martial Artist, all of its bodily functions would be stronger than those of ordinary ones.

Thus, those defensive measures might not be useful.

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“I’ll go find someone to strengthen the defenses, and then I’ll spread the word about this matter.”

Having said that, the Village Chief left directly.

Although there was no evidence to prove that the village would definitely be attacked, it was still better to be cautious in the face of such matters.

After the Village Chief left, Wang Sheng glanced again at Li Xingpeng, who was lying on the sickbed, and said, “Wait for me, I’ll be back soon!”

Initially, when he had left, he hadn’t expected this incident, so he hadn’t brought anything.

Back in the house, Dabai had already finished eating the wolf meat and was lying there stretching and resting. @@novelbin@@

Wang Sheng glanced at it.

Mountain Lord seemed to be getting lazier, probably because of the Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Pill, his hunting time had reduced.

He wondered whether it would get fat, and if it would eventually turn into a ball… That was an image he didn’t dare to entertain.

While daydreaming, he took a box of golden sore medicine and returned to Elder Ji’s house.

“Elder Ji, this is for you.”

“What is this?”

Elder Ji knew that Wang Sheng had some impressive stuff.

“Golden sore medicine, specifically for treating external injuries, you can try it!”

Elder Ji took the box and opened it.

The first thing was a fragrance that hit the nose, not overly strong but rather a refreshing scent.

“I’ll give it a try!”

He unwrapped the cloth around Li Xingpeng’s wound, which was on his arm, looking like wolf scratches, approximately one centimeter wide and ten centimeters long.

The top layer of skin on the wound was scraped off, exposing the flesh and blood underneath, the blood had mostly stopped, with only a small amount still slowly seeping out.

This was still the constitution of a Martial Artist; if it were an ordinary person, that arm would probably be ruined.

Elder Ji took out a small spoon from his toolbox, scooped a bit of golden sore medicine, and sprinkled it on Li Xingpeng’s wound, gently spreading it.

The ten-centimeter wound wasn’t covered by just a small spoonful, so Elder Ji scooped a bit more.

Then—

Under the witness of three people and six eyes, the wound healed at a visibly fast rate.

In less than a minute, the wound had disappeared, and if it weren’t for the bloodstains nearby, no one would have known that the arm had been injured.

Elder Ji and Li Xingpeng were dumbfounded.

“It’s too much, this Divine Medicine, it’s for saving lives!”

Elder Ji somewhat regretted, the golden sore medicine Wang Sheng brought could instantly heal a wound.

He didn’t regret using it, but he regretted using too much.

With his many years of experience, he had sprinkled too much powder just now.

Not only Elder Ji felt this way, Li Xingpeng himself had a similar thought.

“Actually, my wound won’t take long to heal, Yun Sheng, no need to use this Divine Medicine on me.”

Though the wound wasn’t light, with the Martial Artist’s constitution and recovery rate, it would heal quickly, so using such strong medicine seemed a waste.

Wang Sheng wasn’t particularly concerned. He didn’t need the golden sore medicine for himself and he had to level up his skills, so he’d already stockpiled quite a bit.

“Medicine is made to be used, don’t worry, I still have more, and if it’s not enough, you can get more from me.”

For him, as long as things serve their purpose, that’s what’s best.

Even Old Mr. Ji, who cherished the golden sore medicine, nodded and said, “Medicine is made to be used. Some things if you keep them, might end up belonging to someone else someday; it’s better to use them but don’t waste them!”

Speaking, Old Mr. Ji stood up, and soon returned with a bowl of lard.

“Although lard can’t stop bleeding, it can be used like this…”

As he spoke, Old Mr. Ji scooped another spoonful of powdered medicine, took a lump of lard, mixed it with the medicine powder, and stirred thoroughly. Soon, the two were combined.

After the mixing was completed, he unwrapped one of Li Xingpeng’s bandages, then applied the lard mixed with golden sore medicine.

This time, the wound didn’t heal as quickly as before, but it was still remarkably fast, all healed within a few minutes.

“See, use it by all means, but there’s no need to waste it. Wang Sheng, how much more of this powdered medicine can you possibly have?”

“…”

Actually, Wang Sheng wanted to say that he still had a lot of it, and it was still increasing.

But seeing Old Mr. Ji’s somewhat proud expression, he didn’t say it, but still emphasized.

“Anyway, I still have more; if you run out, just come and get it from me!”

“Got it, I won’t be shy about this matter.”

He said so, but looking at how he was applying the ointment to Li Xingpeng, it looked like the box he brought could last a long time.

Having informed them and given the golden sore medicine, Wang Sheng realized there wasn’t much left for him to do, so he said goodbye and left.

On his way back, he saw that the people in the village had started to act.

Strengthening and heightening the fence, adding more prickly special vines.

They had also reinforced the lookout tower considerably and, from what some villagers said, the village head was thinking of adding another tower.

In short, it was all about increasing the village’s security, as there was nowhere else to relocate to this time.

After watching for a while, he went straight home.

Da Bai was still lying around, squinting in the sun with its tail gently swaying, scattering the dust on the ground.

Indeed, for feline animals, the tail and body don’t seem to use the same brain.

Wang Sheng didn’t disturb it but simply tidied up the courtyard, drank some chrysanthemum tea, and calmed himself down.

Once calm, he began to practice martial arts, progressing his status bar; one of his recent plans was also about to break through.

“Blood Qi like Mercury: 86%”

As Blood Qi increased, it became more challenging, but with the ample supply of resources and daily self-discipline, after a bit over a month, he had increased the intensity of his Blood Qi by more than twenty percent.

“It shouldn’t take another month!”

The remaining fourteen percent progress, although slower towards the end, but with the continuous improvement of Ba Duan Jin, a month was more than enough for a breakthrough.

So—

About twenty days passed.

“Blood Qi like Mercury: 99%”

“Just as I expected.”

Wang Sheng looked at the progress of the Blood Qi strength, feeling the abundant and strong Blood Qi power within him, knowing that the breakthrough was happening today!

“Ba Duan Jin, one more time!”