txolops Chapter 258 Attempting to Reach the 7th Level
Chapter 258 Attempting to Reach the 7th Level
"Wu'er, you don't need to worry too much. The chieftain has mastered excellent martial arts, so his health is naturally not bad. In addition, Mr. Zhou's medical skills are superb. I believe the chieftain will be full of energy again in a few days." Seeing Tian Wu's somewhat distraught appearance, Old Wu felt a little sorry for her and smiled slightly as he comforted her.
"Who's worried about him? That arrogant bastard! We knew this day would come!" Tian Wu's cheeks flushed slightly as she gave Old Wu a reproachful look and muttered something indignantly.
Seeing this, the elderly man surnamed Wu shook his head with a wry smile, then ignored the stubborn but soft-hearted young girl. He immediately raised his voice and said loudly, "It's alright, everyone can disperse now. Also, tonight's celebration banquet is canceled and will be held another day!"
"Old Shen, the chieftain's martial arts are unparalleled. How could he be so seriously injured under normal circumstances? He must have been tricked by those bastards from the Kunwu Sect. I'll lead my men to wipe out the Kunwu Sect right now! Brothers, let's go!" Sha Laosan roared and waved his hand, about to lead a group of angry and roaring bandits out.
"Stop! Listen up, all of you! From the moment our chieftain stepped out of the Kunwu Sect's gates, the name Kunwu Sect ceased to exist in the martial world."
"Everything on Kunwu Mountain, including the people, belongs to our Green Forest Stronghold. Do you want to take your property?" The speaker was an old man surnamed Wu. His casual remark immediately made the bandits look at each other in bewilderment.
"Old Wu, who should we hold accountable for this?" Old Sha San couldn't swallow his anger. He clenched his fists and roared unwillingly.
"What the hell are you talking about? Get the hell back here!" Old Wu suddenly got angry, his eyes widened, he pointed at Sha Laosan's nose, and shouted angrily.
Upon seeing this, Sha Laosan immediately wilted and, without daring to utter a sound, led his band of bandits back dejectedly.
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Inside the bamboo house where Du Fan was, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, and his breath barely perceptible, looking as if he were on his last legs.
Beside his bed, a white-haired, youthful-looking man in a yellow robe sat upright on a wooden chair, extending a smooth, white hand to place on Du Fan's wrist, holding his breath and remaining silent.
There was no one else in the room besides these two.
After a long while, the man in the yellow robe frowned slightly, shook his head, and got up to walk out of the bamboo house.
As soon as the man in the yellow robe stepped out of the room, the four elders of the Green Forest, along with Tian Wu and the others who were anxiously waiting outside, immediately stepped forward. Elder Shen took a deep breath, his face grave, and asked, "Mr. Zhou, how is the chieftain's health?"
Mr. Zhou shook his head and sighed, "The chieftain's meridians are disordered and his blood and qi are flowing backward. This situation is beyond the scope of medical understanding."
Frankly speaking, in all my years of medical practice, this pulse condition is truly the most I have ever seen. Please forgive me, I am at a loss for words.
"What? Mr. Zhou means... the chieftain is beyond saving?" Old Wu's eyes twitched, and he hurriedly spoke.
"That's not necessarily true. What I meant was that others couldn't save him. However, the chieftain doesn't look like someone who will die young. Perhaps good fortune will come, and he might recover on his own in a couple of days," Mr. Zhou said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of those present turned rather unpleasant, partly due to their concern for Du Fan, and partly due to the utter nonsense spouted by the person before them.
You should have just admitted your poor medical skills. Instead, you spouted a bunch of nonsense about "facial features" and "self-healing." If it weren't for our close relationship, I would have kicked you out of the clinic long ago.
"Alright, thank you for your trouble, Mr. Zhou. Someone, prepare the carriage and take Mr. Zhou back properly." Old Shen suppressed his anger, forced a smile, cupped his hands in greeting, and said this.
Just after Mr. Zhou left, and everyone was feeling a bit flustered, a very weak voice drifted out from Du Fan's room.
"Mr. Shen, could you please come in for a moment?"
Upon hearing this, everyone perked up immediately. After exchanging glances, Old Shen said in a low voice, "I'll go in alone. You all wait here."
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Before the time it takes to eat a meal is up, Old Shen pushes open the door and walks out of the bamboo house.
"Grandpa Shen, how is he?" Tian Wu asked with a worried expression.
"The chieftain said he's fine," Old Shen said in a low voice, a strange look in his eyes.
Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, and as Tian Wu seemed about to ask more questions, Elder Shen suddenly waved his hand and said in a deep voice:
"Don't ask any more questions. The chieftain has a superior martial art that restores health and needs to go into seclusion to heal his injuries immediately. Brother Wu, please arrange a completely quiet and secluded place right away."
Once you've chosen the secluded training location, just take the chieftain there. Absolutely do not reveal this place to anyone, not even the brothers in the stronghold, and certainly not to us.
Most importantly, the chieftain's cultivation method is extremely special. If one is not careful, one will suffer from qi deviation. At best, one's meridians will be severed and one will die; at worst, one will die without a complete corpse. Therefore, even if the sky were to fall over the Green Forest Stronghold, one must not go and disturb the chieftain in the slightest.
Furthermore, the chieftain just gave an order that during his seclusion, all affairs, large and small, within the village shall be decided and handled solely by Wu'er. No one else, including us old folks, may interfere; we may only assist from the sidelines.
After everyone stood there in stunned silence for a while, the slightly plump old man in the white robe hesitated and said, "Since the chieftain has said so, there shouldn't be any problems. The only question is, how long will the chieftain need to go into seclusion this time?"
"There's no exact timeframe, but judging from the chieftain's words, it'll probably be around one or two months." Old Shen glanced at the other person, his eyes flashing, as if he had guessed the purpose of the other person's question.
"What if the Zhuxuan Gang comes knocking on our door during this time?" the fat old man asked, frowning.
"As for this situation, the chieftain has already made it clear that we should simply refuse. As for issues such as reputation in the martial world, we don't need to consider them. After the chieftain comes out of seclusion, he will personally visit the Zhuxuan Gang and get back the face he lost earlier with interest." Old Shen smiled slightly and spoke calmly.
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In a secluded cave, Du Fan sat cross-legged and muttered, "This place is not bad, it meets my requirements. Although that old Wu seems a bit irritable and impulsive, he is actually quite reliable when it comes to getting things done."
With a flick of his wrist, Du Fan revealed a deep yellow demon core and a small, transparent bottle about the size of two fingers.
"After going through so much trouble, we've finally created this situation. It's really not easy to focus on cultivation now." Du Fan suddenly felt a little emotional, his gaze sweeping over the two items in his hands, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.
Without wasting any more time, he flicked his sleeve and swallowed the deep yellow demon core and the pill-dissolving water in his hand at the same time.
Before long, the demon core slid smoothly into Du Fan's stomach, releasing wisps of spiritual energy. The core-transforming water swirled around the core, eyeing it menacingly. Suddenly, the Water Transport Technique within his body activated, continuously transforming the spiritual energy emanating from the demon core into pure magical power.
This time, the refining of the demon core took a day and a half. Du Fan opened his eyes and, after feeling the bottleneck loosen slightly, he didn't bother to look inward at the increase in his cultivation. He immediately took out the ginseng essence oil, swallowed half a bottle in one gulp, and continued to cultivate.
Half a day later, after Du Fan finished refining the ginseng essence oil, he patted his storage bag with one hand and took out another set of deep yellow demon cores and pill-refining water, which he then consumed instantly.
The reason Du Fan alternated between taking demon pills and medicinal oils was mainly to reduce his body's resistance to demon pills.
In the short term, this method of consumption will indeed slow down the speed of cultivation improvement, but from a long-term perspective, it is very necessary to do so.
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Twenty days later, when Du Fan finished refining the tenth deep yellow demon core, he frowned and temporarily stopped cultivating, pondering.
"When I took the first deep yellow demon core, I felt a bottleneck loosening. The second one gave me the same feeling, and the third, fourth, and even the tenth one were all the same, but I just couldn't break through. What should I do..."
"Fine, I'll try taking five more demon cores. If I still haven't broken through to the seventh level of the Qi Refining stage by then, I'll come out of seclusion once. The people of Green Forest Village have been quite loyal to me, but their current situation isn't too good. I can't just ignore everything."
Du Fan sighed, and as he closed his eyes, a deep yellow demon core and a bottle of core-dissolving water immediately entered his mouth.
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Ten days later, at night, Du Fan emerged from the cave and headed straight for the Green Forest Village gate. Judging from his extremely frustrated expression, he had clearly failed to achieve his breakthrough.
At this moment, the entire Green Forest Village was silent, and most people had fallen asleep. Only at the entrance of the village, four bandits took turns patrolling.
To Du Fan's surprise, these bandits, who were usually carefree and fond of drinking and eating meat, were all extremely loyal to their duties and very cautious when on night watch, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Du Fan suddenly understood that this had little to do with village rules and discipline; these bandits were genuinely protecting their loved ones and the homeland behind them.
Du Fan remained silent for a while, not disturbing them. As his figure disappeared, he quietly entered the village courtyard and headed directly towards his bamboo house.
At this moment, not everyone in the entire village was sound asleep. In several rooms, as Du Fan passed by, he could faintly hear the sounds of men and women panting. Du Fan could imagine the erotic scene inside the rooms without even needing to scan with his divine sense.
"These guys, robbing during the day and making babies at night, their energy is truly extraordinary..." Du Fan chuckled to himself, then shook his head and left.