After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 7 Superior Kui Niu Fist (Please continue reading)
Sixteen years later, you began comparing the medicinal herbs again and discovered that removing the Black Grass would slightly improve the neutralizing effect.

……

[Thirty-three years later, you reduced the number of medicinal herbs from eleven to eight. When the clansmen used it, their bodies exploded.]

[...exploding.]

……

[In seventy-nine years, the number of medicinal ingredients in the prescription was reduced to seven.]

[In the eightieth year, three members of the clan successfully advanced to the Mountain Opening Realm after using the beast blood from a modified formula.]

[In the eighty-fifth year, three more clansmen attempted the technique; two advanced, and one failed.]

For the next ten years or so, no matter how you adjusted the ratio, it was no longer effective.

You've realized you're a charlatan, your foundation in witchcraft and medicine is shallow, like a castle in the air, a tower built in the sand; ultimately, you must start learning from the basics.

……

"Ah Chan".

When Shen Can opened his eyes, he saw Huo Xian looking at him.

"Are you sick? Why do you look so tired?"

As Huo Xian spoke, he took out a pill from the pottery jar on the wooden shelf.

It's about the size of a baby's fist.

It was pitch black, with a rough, uneven surface, and most importantly, it wasn't round.

"Come and eat him."

A strong, fishy smell emanated from the pill, instantly waking Shen Can and bringing back memories of taking the pill.

"Master, I'm fine. I'm probably just a little tired from practicing my boxing."

He didn't say he wouldn't eat it, but instead took the medicine ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

The witch doctor must be reformed; he'd rather be a dog than eat that pill again.

"Master, I'll take care of the rest."

As Shen Can spoke, he reached for the earthenware jar, intending to secretly reduce the dosage of the medicine.

Huo Xian simply took one of the herbs and poured it onto the stone mill. The amount of herbs was not reduced, so Huo Xian ultimately did not dare to touch it.

When the first batch of herbs was ground into powder, Shen Can quickly said, "Master, I can do this kind of medicine grinding."

Huo Xian nodded, filled the medicine powder, and walked out of the ear piercing.

After glancing outside, Shen Can began picking out medicinal herbs.

Fortunately, they had honed their skills over the past century, otherwise they really wouldn't have been able to accomplish this so quickly.

He carefully categorized and put the medicinal herbs he had taken out back.

He can't explain it right now, so he'll just keep it a secret for now.

Before Huo Xian opened his mouth, he poured the ground medicine powder into the two blood tanks and stirred it with a copper rod.

When Huo Xian came over to check, the powder and the beast blood had already blended together, and it was impossible to tell that he had cut corners.

When stirred, the beast's blood seemed to boil.

After lasting for more than half an hour, things finally returned to a relatively calm state.

Beast blood extracted from wild beasts can also eliminate their violent aura if left to stand for a period of time; however, the longer it stands, the less effective it becomes.

To ensure the best results, the Blazing Tribe will only be left to stand overnight.

After stirring, Shen Can noticed that Master Huo Xian had returned to the ear hole and was deep in thought, clutching the animal skin scroll.

The animal hide scroll was scratched raw, clearly from being handled too many times.

After pondering for a while, Huo Xian began to write, seemingly having a new idea.

This roll of animal hide is pieced together; when fully unfolded, it would be about ten feet long.

The dense text and accompanying pictures above were actually records of improvements to the Zhonghe Wu medicine prescription.

From the beginning of the book to the part written by Huo Xian, a total of thirteen conjectures on improvement are recorded.

Huo Xian then took down two more rolls of animal hide from the wooden shelf behind him, which were also records of improved witchcraft prescriptions related to neutralization.

The only difference is the handwriting; it was probably written in the tribe's old temple.

These improved recipes all remained on paper.

Every improvement is based on conjecture.

"I dare not move."

Huo Xian sighed.

"Two hundred years ago, a shaman from the Bishan tribe improved the tribe's medicine formula, and the tribe failed twice in a row in the process of advancing to the Opening Mountain Realm."

As a tribe possessing warriors with celestial veins, this wouldn't normally be considered a catastrophe. However, in this land ravaged by natural disasters, the Bishan tribe was just a little unlucky.

The tribe's pioneering warriors fell one after another, and there was no way to replace them, ultimately leading to the collapse of the entire tribe. In the Great Wilderness, where success rates are not accurately described, it takes several experiments to determine if the improved method is effective.

However, beast blood is not easy to obtain, and each experiment requires a period of accumulation. If several experiments go wrong, it will affect more than ten years in total.

If they were to encounter another natural disaster, it would be a catastrophe for the tribe.

Although the current method is less efficient, it has preserved the tribe's 300-year-old tradition.

Just like this time when Shen Can secretly improved the witch medicine formula, whether the clansmen can succeed actually involves the tempering of the Kui Niu Fist, and even requires a bit of luck.

Even with the right timing, location, and people, one cannot guarantee a 100% success rate.

Not to mention, the Blazing Flame Tribe is currently facing natural disasters and the potential appearance of powerful wild beasts.

Huo Xian rummaged through the wooden shelf and pulled out a roll of animal hide that had lost its fur.

According to ancestral records, after a major disaster comes a major epidemic, with plague insects running rampant.

This rain has been falling for so long; I wonder how many lives have been drowned, becoming food for the plague insects.

Soon, seven or eight rolls of animal hides were piled up in front of Shen Can.

Huo Xian was still rummaging through the wooden shelf, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to stuff a lot of things into his head all at once.

This made him somewhat dazed. He had been working overtime before he transmigrated, and he was still working overtime here. It felt like he had transmigrated for nothing.

"Take your time; it takes time to master the basics of witch medicine."

Shen Can didn't want to learn the basics; he just wanted to cheat. In the Great Wilderness, only those with cheat abilities could survive.

If every member of the tribe were a Heavenly Vein Realm martial artist, they could hunt third-tier wild beasts every day, and his temple would be living the dream.

Although Huo Xian wanted to cram all the witch doctor's knowledge into Shen Can's head, he still retained a degree of rationality.

In the middle of the night, they sent Shen Can back to rest.

Back in Xierdong, Shen Can was a little excited and couldn't wait to start deducing again.

This environment is so unsafe, I really need to become a martial artist as soon as possible.

【Shouyuan: 272】

It took 98 years to plunder the lifespan of the Heluo fish and deduce the second-order neutralizing witch medicine formula.

When he was doing the deduction, Shen Can didn't think too much about it; he just felt that this was something that had to be done.

"Continue to deduce the Kui Niu boxing style."

"Let's go straight for two hundred years."

As the thought arose, a phantom image emerged from the three-legged cauldron, starting with a Kui Niu charging attack.

You have dedicated two hundred years of your lifespan to practicing the Kui Niu Fist.

[Even a pig that lives for two hundred years can develop some talent; you, however, have been practicing boxing for forty years, and while the pig might run into a tree, you've run into the pig, and somehow you've actually grasped some of the secrets. You've mastered the third form of the Kui Niu Fist without even realizing it.]

[The quality of the Kui Niu Fist has been improved to the intermediate level; during practice, 60% of the muscles, bones, and flesh throughout the body are engaged.]

[You're still not satisfied with your advanced mid-level Kui Niu Fist; you've become obsessed with practicing it.]

You're obsessed; you keep making that "moo" sound all the time.

A year later, you finally recovered and stopped mooing like a cow.

[In the 108th year, while practicing your martial arts, you suddenly heard a sound like a bone cracking from within your body. Although it was very slight, you keenly grasped this change and named it the Kui Niu Thunder Sound.]

[You held fast to Lei Yin, gradually gaining control, and your Kui Niu Fist technique has reached the superior grade.]

[During cultivation, over 80% of the body's muscles, bones, and flesh can be mobilized.]

[You vaguely sense that there is something more profound about Leiyin, but you are too tired. This deduction is now complete, having consumed 117 years of your lifespan. The remaining lifespan will be returned, leaving you with a total of 155 years of lifespan remaining.]

Upon opening his eyes on the stone bed, Shen Can's first reaction wasn't excitement, but rather, "Moo."

He immediately covered his mouth, staring blankly at the cave ceiling for a long time, pondering in his mind, "Who am I? Where am I?" before finally coming back to his senses.

Skull hurts.

He reached into his pocket, stuffed the earthy-smelling meatball into his mouth, and began to gnaw on it.

The medicinal dumplings from Master Huoxian's group may taste a bit unpleasant, but they should still have some effect.

After lying down for a long time, Shen Can felt that his head was not hurting so much, and his mental fatigue had also subsided somewhat.

"High-quality Kui Niu Fist!"

"Hehe...Woof woof woof..."

Shen Can remained lying on the stone bed without getting up, as the improvement in the quality of his cultivation technique could not be directly converted into his strength.

But it's not a big problem; you can steal food from the temple.

Although the Blazing Flame Tribe is not large, it never suffered hardship for its ancestors.

If the ancestors had a bite to eat, he would have a bowl of it too.

"Tomorrow, some members of our tribe will soak their fist techniques in beast blood..."

(End of this chapter)