I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 206 The Beginning of Tasting Hundreds of Herbs

Emperor Wuzu roared out instinctively, but Ye Yang grabbed him and pulled him back.

"Watch quietly. Achieving enlightenment is not something that can be done overnight, and the path of humanity is even more arduous. If he cannot even overcome this difficulty, then he is dead and that is it. He has no ability to carry the banner of humanity."

"Master, which path does this junior brother follow?"

Emperor Wuzu was certain that Shennong was not following the path of martial arts. Perhaps he did not understand it before, but now that he has become a saint of the human race, he has seen it clearly in the darkness.

Each disciple chosen by the Ancestor of Humanity bears a different mission for the human race. The Emperor taught the human race martial arts to make them stronger. So what about the current junior brother?

Ye Yang chuckled and said:

"You want to know? Then watch carefully; perhaps it will give you some insight?"

Upon hearing Ye Yang's words, Emperor Wuzu seemed to be deep in thought. He saw Shennong confronting a wolf in the heavy rain, his eyes filled with fear, his whole body trembling, and his hands tightly gripping his cane in front of him.

However, courage gradually emerged from those fearful eyes.

"Hehe, not bad. It seems that the martial arts of the human race are indeed imprinted in the bones of everyone. Such a weak body dares to go head-to-head with a big wolf. Not bad, Wu, you deserve a lot of credit."

As he spoke, Ye Yang looked at Wu Zu, which made Wu Zu feel a little embarrassed.

"It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching."

The two then stopped talking and continued watching. They saw a hungry wolf pounce on them. Although Shennong was still afraid, he eventually swung his cane to fight back.

How could such a weak body possibly be a match for a wild beast? Yet, every time the crucial moment arrived, it was as if divinely protected, the scepter in his hand would mysteriously help him block the attack.

After several rounds, Shennong was covered in wounds, and the wolf was also in bad shape, its eyes filled with anger, but also with a hint of fear.

It must be the fear of a cane.

"roar--."

After roaring, it attacked again. Shennong had gained some experience and knew that the scepter in his hand was no ordinary item. He seized the opportunity and thrust it forward.

With a soft "plop," it was as if a sharp sword had pierced the body of a hungry wolf.

"Awooo—".

A scream rang out, and all I felt was hot blood pouring onto my body, offering a sliver of warmth amidst the cold wind and rain.

After leaving the wolf's carcass behind, Shennong was exhausted and climbed down. His wounds were throbbing with pain, and tears were welling up in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

However, a refreshing sensation suddenly came, which greatly surprised Shennong.

"What's going on?"

Looking down, he saw that his injured foot had a cut that touched the ground, and a slick of fluid from the ground had come into contact with his wound.

"Could these juices perhaps alleviate my pain?"

It immediately wiped it up, picked it up and smelled it. A refreshing fragrance wafted over, and it suddenly remembered the scene of Ye Yang demonstrating plants in front of it.

I immediately put it on my tongue and tasted it.

"Ugh—, ptooey, ptooey, it's so bitter."

After quickly spitting it out, it happened to land right on his wound, and a refreshing sensation washed over him. Shennong finally realized something was different.

Suddenly an idea came to mind, and he immediately began searching. However, there were too many weeds of different kinds around him, which made Shennong feel confused for a moment.

"Which kind of grass am I looking for?"

Suddenly, I recalled the feeling from earlier: a delicate fragrance and a bitter taste. It was as if I had a sudden flash of inspiration or a sudden enlightenment. I saw Shennong immediately take the first bite.

"It's bitter, but it doesn't taste the same as before, and the smell is wrong too."

"Pah, that's not it either. It's bitter with a hint of sweetness, but that's not it either."

"This smells wrong."

Thus, Shennong began his first step of tasting hundreds of herbs. In the sky, Wuzu was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

"Master, will this junior brother's actions cause any problems?"

Clearly, Wu became worried, but Ye Yang chuckled and said:

"Not bad, I didn't expect Shennong to be on the right track so quickly."

Then, looking at Martial Ancestor, Ye Yang sighed and said:

"Martial arts, I instructed you to teach the martial arts of the human race, to help the human race become strong, to allow the human race to stand firmly in the primordial world, and to prevent the human race from being bullied by other races. You have done it, so you have achieved great success, but..."

Ye Yang looked at the boundless human battlefield, so many corpses, so many wounded, some alive and some dead, it was extremely distressing.

Ye Yang stopped speaking there, then turned his gaze to Shennong.

"This is the duty of the future Earthly Emperor."

Splash!

As if struck by thunder, the Martial Ancestor seemed to have glimpsed the secret.

"I see, Master, I understand now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Martial Ancestor slowly released his boundless martial will to spread across the primordial world. He was the Martial Ancestor Emperor, and he had to protect the human race and his junior brother. If anyone dared to obstruct his junior brother's path to enlightenment, he would tear them apart alive.

Seeing this, Ye Yang nodded, then stopped talking and continued watching. Wu also continued watching. No matter how arduous Shennong's journey to enlightenment was, Wu Zu would not intervene, nor would Ye Yang. But if foreign tribes attacked, then don't blame me for being impolite.

In the midst of the raging wind and rain, Shennong tasted every weed within a meter of his body, and even saplings were not spared.

"Found it, that's the taste, bitter, but with a refreshing fragrance."

To test his idea, Shennong endured the bitterness, chewed the juice in his mouth, and then applied it to the wound. Instantly, a cool sensation came over him, and the burning pain quickly dissipated.

"So Master wasn't lying to me after all, it's all true, hahaha."

Shennong, with his frail body, laughed wildly in the torrential rain. He then immediately bent down to find the plant he had just identified, chewed it in his mouth, and when he got tired of chewing, he found a stone to smash it, and the juice kept coming out.

Finally, I applied it all to my wounds, and a cool sensation washed over my entire body. I also ate a little bit each time I chewed the medicine, and eventually my stomach felt full.

After finishing all this, Shennong was exhausted, but he understood that this was his way: using the essence of countless plants and trees to heal injuries, stabilize the pain of the human race, and give them the strength to fight again.

Feeling the surge of power emanating from his own body, Shennong saw the guiding light for humanity.

He subconsciously picked a flower branch and put it in his mouth to taste it, but the next moment Shennong suddenly frowned.

"This taste"

With a thud, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Above, Ye Yang smiled slightly after seeing this scene. He figured Shennong must have tasted poison or anesthesia, but that didn't matter. With the protection of the Ancestor's Scepter, Shennong couldn't possibly die.

"Master, what's wrong with Junior Brother?"

Ye Yang chuckled and said:

"He's been poisoned."

"What? Poisoning?"

(End of this chapter)