Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 277 I, Holo Jiao, will take one step at a time...

The next day is dawn.

Zhao Qi'an was still asleep, but he could hear a voice echoing in his mind.

[Your servant "Holo Jiao" is undergoing flesh and blood training]

[Your strength has been slightly improved]

[Your servant "Holojiao" is...]

The system's prompt sounded continuously, instantly restoring Zhao Qian'an's mind to clarity.

He suddenly sat up in bed, raised his hand, and looked at his palm with some disbelief in his eyes.

His strength...seems to have improved?

After realizing this, Zhao Qi'an immediately sat cross-legged in meditation, and his spiritual energy began to flow around his body, checking his physical condition.

After a moment, he opened his eyes with a look of surprise in his eyes: "How come my strength has been visibly improved after just one night?"

Although this improvement is insignificant to Zhao Qi'an.

But Zhao Qi'an's strength has reached a terrifying level. Even a slight improvement would be eye-catching.

What's more, this is just a change in just one night!
This was a little beyond Zhao Qi'an's imagination.

"What did Ugly Slave do?"

Feeling puzzled, Zhao Qian got off the couch and called the ugly slave's name several times in the room.

However, there was no response.

Zhao Qi'an had no choice but to go to the ear chamber himself to take a look.

Chou Nu lived with him. Zhao Qi'an's bedroom was connected to a small room which served as an ear chamber. Chou Nu usually slept here.

When he came to the attic, he found the door was ajar and not closed.

He went in and took a look around, only to see that the quilt in the ear room was neatly folded, and Chou Nu was not in the room.

"Where is this going?"

Zhao Qian'an murmured something, and had no choice but to go out and look for Chou Nu.

Fortunately, when he just walked out of the house, he saw Chou Nu sitting at a stone table in the pavilion in the yard with his back to him, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Zhao Qi'an was about to call her when he heard a teeth-grinding voice coming from the pavilion.

The sound was like throwing a few ice cubes into the mouth and biting them into pieces with a crunching sound.

……

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Qi'an suddenly spoke from behind, which immediately scared the ugly slave.

She stood up in a hurry, turned around in panic, and used her sturdy body to block the things on the stone table behind her: "No, I didn't do anything."

There were still a lot of crumbs on the corners of her mouth, but they didn't look like food crumbs, but rather like iron filings.

Zhao Qi'an had already walked around behind her, and only then did he notice the things on the stone table, and he was stunned.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, the ugly slave had to step aside, feeling a little embarrassed.

On the stone table, there were pieces of unknown minerals, in addition to various medicinal herbs, all of which were raw materials.

There was a fist-sized piece of metal ore, emitting a light yellow metallic luster. There were traces of being gnawed on it, and a few gums were particularly clear and obvious.

Zhao Qi'an's eyes were filled with astonishment, and he immediately thought of the system prompt that was still ringing in his mind:

"Is this... the cultivation method of the Anuyi tribe?"

The ugly slave was shocked: "Master, you can see this."

Sure enough.

Zhao Qi'an knew that the Anuyi tribe's practice method was completely different from the Central Plains martial arts.

But he didn't expect that the Anuyi people practiced in this way, actually strengthening themselves through constant nourishment.

Zhao Qi'an walked to the stone table, picked up the half-eaten piece of pale yellow metal ore on the table, and knocked it with his fingers.

"Zheng~~"

When the fingertips touched the metal ore, a clanging sound of metal clashing was heard.

The hardness of this ore is a little beyond imagination.

Zhao Qian'an handed the raw ore in his hand to Chou Nu and said, "Eat another piece for me to see." Chou Nu had no choice but to take the metal ore he handed over, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and then began to chew.

The metal ore was hard enough to break an ordinary person's teeth, but in her mouth it was as crisp as an apple.

Zhao Qi'an watched her swallow it in one gulp and couldn't help asking, "What does it taste like?"

The ugly slave's face wrinkled up: "If you report eating, it tastes like... eating dirt."

Zhao Qi'an felt a little sympathetic: "The path of cultivation for your clan is also very difficult."

The ugly slave gave him an unpleasant look.

Just making sarcastic remarks.

Now that her way of "cultivation" had been seen by Zhao Qian'an, she simply stopped pretending, sat down at the stone table, and started eating heartily.

No matter whether it was hard ore or highly toxic medicinal herbs, she chewed them raw bite by bite.

Although it was painful and hard to swallow, the ugly slave became motivated when he thought about controlling the golden blood after the breakthrough and restoring his original appearance.

"I, He Luojiao, will climb to the top step by step, from being a slave to becoming the mistress of the Zhao family!"

At this moment, this sentence almost became the motivation for Chou Nu to persevere.

Of course, Zhao Qian'an had no idea what Chounu was dreaming about.

He just watched the ugly slave's painful eating process, and then lowered his head to look at the things on the stone table...

All of these things are rare treasures in the world, and the value of each one is at least hundreds of taels of silver.

He seemed to finally understand why Chou Nu had been unwilling to practice well before.

Firstly, the Anuyi tribe's method of cultivation is indeed painful, and secondly, the cost of this cultivation is really too high.

But...how many people can a small, remote and impoverished foreign country afford to practice this kind of cultivation?

Zhao Qi'an asked, "Is this how all your people practice? It costs so much per day, can your Anuyi tribe afford it?"

The ugly slave swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty and said, "How is it possible? My hometown is very poor and we usually rely on hunting."

"Lions and tigers?"

"That was what I hunted when I was a kid... My elders all went into the wilderness to hunt wild animals. They couldn't afford the luxury that I have now."

As soon as the ugly slave finished explaining, he immediately realized something and said cautiously: "Master, do you think I spend too much money? I only took the share you gave me every month from the company, and I didn't ask for any more!"

Zhao Qi'an naturally didn't care about these things. He pointed at the things on the stone table and asked, "How long will these last you in your cultivation?"

"Just... one day."

"One day?!" Zhao Qian was really surprised this time. "Then how many days of full-time practice can you achieve with your monthly quota?"

The ugly slave counted on his fingers, and finally stretched out his hand to make the number eight: "Eight days."

Zhao Qian took a breath of cold air.

Doesn't that mean that if we fully support the ugly slave's practice, we will have to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver a month?

This is a money-making den!
But Zhao Qi'an quickly made a decision: "Don't worry about the expenses. The company will do its best to provide you with what you need for cultivation."

The ugly slave looked distressed and said, "That's very expensive!"

Zhao Qi'an looked at her strangely and said, "It's my money that I'm spending on you, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Who knows...it will be your money in the future!" The ugly slave almost said what he was thinking, but fortunately he changed his words in time, "Master, I feel sorry for you!"

Zhao Qi'an shook his head and said, "Don't feel bad, it's all worth it."

Is it worth it?
Too much value!

After just one morning of practice, Chou Nu was able to improve his strength visibly...

What about that month?
What about a year?

However, her current cultivation level is only equivalent to the fifth level. If she were to break through the realm again, the improvement in Zhao Qian'an's strength from her daily practice would probably reach an unexpected level.

Zhao Qi'an had a hunch that if he could train the ugly slave to the first-grade realm, he would be able to fight a Yangxian head-on without any other means.

This is really... a pleasant surprise.

The only thing he regretted was that if he had known this would happen, he should have urged the ugly slave to practice earlier.

I have only treated her as a personal maid these years, which is really a waste of talent!

(End of this chapter)