sinovels Chapter 149 She Nu
Chapter 149 She Nu
Yang Silang shook his head.
"Without Brother Ji's treasure-hunting rat guiding us, we wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Without your medicine to suppress the toxins, Brother Ji and I probably wouldn't have made it through."
"The three of us risked our lives together, helping each other out. This harvest should be divided equally among the three. After we leave the secret realm, we can choose the items we like, and sell or stockpile the rest."
Yang Silang had already collected one-third of the remaining yellow jade fruit, which was far more valuable than everything else here, so he wouldn't haggle over it.
He was always meticulous about calculating weight and tasting, and upon hearing this, he was overjoyed and trembled so much that he couldn't even finish a word of thanks; Su Zhixiu was shocked and declined, but Yang Silang said something to her.
"Zhixiu, your family owns a large business. We can entrust you with all the goods we can sell. We should be able to get a good price, right?"
The way she was called "Zhixiu sister" made her legs go weak, and she nodded quickly.
The three of them worked together to pack all the items into the riding bag on Da Qing's back, and then left the cave.
The two saddlebags were bulging, and Su Zhixiu and Ji Jinliang sat on either side. After Daqing evolved, its body shape did not change much and it still looked ordinary, but its strength increased dramatically. Carrying three people and several hundred kilograms of goods, it ran at a speed that did not decrease. Occasionally, its hooves would leave the ground completely and glide forward for a while.
Half a day later, the three returned to Westburg.
They originally entered from the East Fortress, but after arriving at the West Fortress, they sought out information about their other teammates. There were people here who traveled between the human realm and the West Fortress and could keep track of information about both fortresses.
Only then did they realize that Pei Buqi, Zhuang Sheng, and Bai Lang were very lucky; they had already returned to the real world from Dongbao yesterday, while Zhu Hecheng was still missing.
A small team with only one missing member is considered to be in good condition among all the teams. As for the mount, only Daqing is left, it is considered to have suffered the fewest casualties. There are also three or four teams like Pei Shihou's that have wiped out the entire team with no survivors.
People gradually returned to the playground, most of them with blood-stained clothes and disheveled appearances, looking like they had lost their armor and souls.
Su Zhixiu inquired with acquaintances.
It turns out that the windstorm that broke out in the secret realm swept across the way, affecting almost all the teams that went out, which shows how widespread the disaster was.
Such a natural disaster has never occurred in the secret realm before.
Unfortunately, it happened to coincide with a hunting trip by the younger generation from the provincial capital, and a rough estimate suggests that nearly half of the casualties were among them.
Not to mention others, even the major aristocratic families suffered heavy losses, with several illegitimate sons and daughters of similar status to Pei Shihou dying.
In this situation, let alone any harvest, it would be a good thing to return alive and well.
Overall, the hunting party organized by the four great families, led by Huang Shouren, turned into a scam. Huang Shouren and his group originally intended to hold a rally to boost morale, but the result was the opposite, and their reputations are likely to be further tarnished.
Yang Silang and the other two sighed, saying that life is unpredictable.
They were all unwanted scraps who were forced to form a team. At first, they couldn't stand each other, but they eventually supported each other and returned successfully, reaping great rewards.
While others were lamenting their fate, the three of them, with their pockets full, dared not show off. They quietly stepped into the West Fortress teleportation channel, and the world spun before their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they were finally back in the human world. Sure enough, the rule set by the princes that the harvest belonged to each individual was openly violated by no one.
Daqing carried a bulging satchel, but no one checked the contents, though he received many envious glances.
The three rode side by side on the blue leopard, speeding back to Yidu Prefecture in silence. They headed straight for the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce, unloaded their packages, and checked them off one by one.
Yang Silang picked out two fang-shaped bone knives. Since the weight was originally for spears, he took the master-level long spear that could be converted from a double-headed to a single-headed one, while Su Zhixiu chose the bone-jointed whip.
In addition, there are enough master-level pangolin scales to make three suits of armor with some left over.
The Toad Armor was good, but it couldn't withstand a single blow from a master-level expert; it was already running out of steam. Pei Shihou's inner armor was excellent, but Yang Silang was in a hurry to escape and was also afraid of hidden dangers, so he abandoned it in the snake pit and buried it under the rocks.
The tortoise shell with bell-shaped back is suitable for making magical artifacts, and can be kept to sell for a high price.
The other weapons and armor left behind by Granny She after she ate people could be repaired and sold, but the profits weren't huge; there was also some gold and silver, which the three of them divided on the spot.
Logically, the supply caravan should have carried even more gold and silver. Perhaps the silver notes were corroded by the toxins and turned to dust. Even so, the three of them still each received several hundred gold coins.
After the three finished distributing the items, they said their goodbyes and agreed to rest and recuperate for a few days before getting together again. Ji Jinliang was busy treating his lame leg, while Su Zhixiu was in a hurry to go home and change her clothes.
Yang Silang rode his big blue horse, eager to get home and take a nap.
The thrill of life-or-death struggles and battles may be exhilarating at the time, but afterwards comes endless exhaustion and fatigue. At this point, using meditation techniques is not as effective as getting a good night's sleep.
Yang Silang rode his big green horse back to his rented courtyard.
"Fourth Brother?" Wang Daniu greeted him excitedly when he saw him return.
Fourth Brother said he would be back within five days, but he's already two days overdue.
"Big Niu, I'm hungry... I want three catties of eggs, five catties of bean curd, seven catties of blood sausage, ten catties of vegetarian buns, and ten catties of braised beef..."
Wang Daniu shuddered upon hearing this; it wasn't his fourth brother's voice.
Moreover, although Fourth Brother can eat a lot, when has he ever eaten bean curd?
He looked closely and discovered that it was Yang Silang's crotch that was speaking.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and get on with it, or I'll starve to death!" Daqing said rudely, earning Yang Silang a heavy slap on the head.
"This is my brother, who are you treating like a boss?"
Daqing immediately lowered his head and became obedient, saying, "Master, please forgive me."
"Oh my god..." Wang Daniu pinched his thigh and felt a sharp pain. He thought to himself, "Oh no, this donkey has really made it to the senior generation!"
A few days later.
early morning.
Yang Silang practiced his boxing in the courtyard, full of energy. All the fatigue from the killing in the secret realm had been washed away.
Watching those princes take to the skies and engage in battle, he realized he couldn't compare because he lacked such powerful magical artifacts and a strong family background. However, there was one thing he could strive for: to become a Grandmaster as soon as possible!
Without reaching the Grandmaster level, those princes could suppress all those who resisted them with their own strength alone, without relying on external aids. The feeling of powerlessness, where others were fighting in the sky while they could only watch as spectators, unable to control the situation, was extremely unpleasant.
If Daqing hadn't been incredibly lucky, he would have missed out on the most precious harvest: the remnant of the Yellow Jade Fruit.
He had originally estimated that it would take him a year and a half to master the Five Elements Force and become a grandmaster, but now he felt a sense of urgency.
Fortunately, he is now confident that it will take him even less time.
After Yang Silang withdrew his fist, he covered his lower abdomen and above. The skin there was warm and tingling, and it trembled slightly with his heartbeat, as if he had a second heart. When he touched it, he could feel a strong pulse under his skin, proving that it was not an illusion.
The skin on his belly was smooth and clean, but last night Yang Silang used his fingernail as a knife to cut open his belly and personally put the yellow jade fruit into his internal organs. The fruit was magical; its texture was as hard as jade, but it gradually softened after entering his belly, as if it had become a group of original flesh and blood organs.
And it gradually extends into a fine network, merging with the internal organs, and begins to beat in rhythm with the heart. With each beat, a surge of the essence of heaven and earth flows out, nourishing the body.
This essence is not much, but it is pure enough, and it works like breathing. Even when Yang Silang eats, walks, sleeps, or talks to others, it does not affect its operation.
Unless someone cuts open Yang Silang's belly, no one will know that he has such a treasure hidden inside him—Daqing only cares about presenting the treasure, and of course doesn't care how its master uses its mount, since it's impossible for him to feed it anyway.
Yang Silang himself was unaware of this ingenious method of utilization until he slept for two days and fully recovered, at which point he summoned Grandma She and asked her about it.
Although Grandma She is an indigenous demon, she has the advantage of having eaten a lot of people, including many experts from powerful families. She is knowledgeable and has supernatural powers that allow her to directly plunder the memories of the souls of the deceased humans, so she can be considered a well-informed demon.
This method of using the yellow jade fruit was obtained from a Taoist practitioner.
Now, in addition to merging with the internal organs and becoming a second heart, the remnant of the Yellow Jade Fruit has an invisible thread that goes directly into the Niwan Palace of the brain. With each beat, the soul in the Niwan Palace receives a portion of soul power to nourish it, making it continuously stronger.
Using his inner vision technique, Yang Silang saw that the Yellow Jade Fruit within his body had become his second heart, continuously offering its medicinal power with each breath, and that his own body seemed to have shrunk by one layer in the past few days.
Only when the remaining yellow jade fruit turns to dust will the fruit be considered fully absorbed, a process that can take several years or even more than a decade.
He marveled at the wonders of nature. It was a pity he couldn't possess a complete Yellow Jade Fruit. It was said that a complete fruit provided resources that could elevate a martial artist to the Martial Saint realm and enable a Daoist cultivator to achieve the status of a True Person.
"She Nu?" Yang Silang turned and entered the house, a thought flashing through his mind as he softly called out, "In your opinion, what level will this remnant of the Yellow Jade Fruit push me to? How long will it take?"
A cold wind suddenly spun on the ground.
During the day.
The temperature inside the room dropped sharply.
A pale green phantom appeared, initially hazy in color, then solidified and floated in the air, almost like a real person. It had tall black hair, willow-leaf eyebrows and almond eyes, slightly long peach cheeks, a small pointed horn on its forehead, a plump figure, and wore a palace dress. Occasionally, a murderous aura would appear in its eyes. Upon seeing Yang Silang, it immediately knelt down obediently.
"This servant greets her master!"
It is a Core Formation Demon, whose peak strength is comparable to a Golden Marrow Grandmaster, equivalent to a Daoist cultivator who has transcended the physical body. When its soul leaves its body, it can naturally solidify into a physical form, as if its physical body has reappeared, and it can even unleash half of its original strength to kill enemies.
Grandma She is now completely convinced. The self-destruction of a demon core always results in the destruction of both the soul and the body. She doesn't know how her soul, which should have been shattered, was captured by her master, suppressed with a single word, and then inexplicably restored to its peak state.
Although the master would ask many simple questions, just thinking of the majestic figure suppressing the sea of blood in the Niwan Palace made me feel like my eyes were about to go blind again. In addition, the master's daily words became law, and he used them as easily as breathing, which was incomprehensible, as if he had been favored by the rules of the Great Dao.
My master must be a reincarnation of a great being. If I assist him well, I might be able to rebuild my physical body in the future. Besides, life and death are all in Yang Silang's hands.
She Nu knelt down quite thoroughly and realistically, and was very docile.
She tilted her head back and gently exhaled.
"Based on my observations over the past two days, Master should undoubtedly break through to become a Grandmaster within six months..."
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