In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 8 A Righteous Way to Die!

"Therefore, these are two complementary techniques."

In the early morning, Zhu Wu practiced the Vajra Kung Fu several times in front of the rising sun. Based on his personal experience during this period, he made a summary in his mind.

Practicing Vajra Kung Fu for too long in the morning sun can cause the body to feel increasingly hot, as if there is fire burning in the abdomen, and the heart to beat faster. This is followed by dry mouth and tongue, pimples on the face, hard and yellow urine during urination, and restlessness and insomnia at night. Even someone who studied veterinary medicine in his previous life would know that these symptoms indicate internal heat. And these symptoms appear particularly rapidly when practicing at high sunrise.

The strangest and most coincidental thing is...

Conversely, practicing longevity exercises can effectively alleviate these symptoms, especially when practiced at night. However, longevity exercises should not be practiced for extended periods, otherwise it can cause internal coldness, resulting in unexplained cold hands and feet. Similar to catching a cold, it can also cause insomnia at night.

With proper practice, one will feel energetic after completing the Vajra Gong, while the Longevity Gong will leave one feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

To be honest, this reminded him of the Dragon God.

According to the sequel, before encountering the primordial chaos, the Dragon God could grow by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. The former granted the Dragon God a powerful physical body, giving rise to ultimate power. The latter granted the Dragon God a powerful divine consciousness, gradually developing the ability to control various elements of heaven and earth. The Golden Dragon King inherited the former, while the Silver Dragon King inherited the latter.

In other words, in this world, absorbing the radiance of the sun, or sunlight, can strengthen the physical body, much like Superman in the movies of my previous life, who could continuously increase his strength by absorbing the light and radiation of the yellow sun, gaining a body of steel. And absorbing the radiance of the moon, or the moon's glow, seems to strengthen one's divine sense, or spiritual power.

"So, when my Vajra Skill and Longevity Skill arrive in this Douluo Continent, not only can they both be used to cultivate soul power, but one can also assist in absorbing the sun's radiance to refine the body, and the other can absorb the moon's radiance to refine the spirit?"

Thinking about this, I can't help but consider this possibility.

"Therefore, Vajra Kung Fu is suitable for practice at sunrise in the morning and is aimed at beginners."

"The sunlight is weak in the morning, so beginners can avoid inhaling too much of the so-called 'sunlight' at this time, which can cause discomfort such as internal heat."

"Or perhaps, the internal heat is so excessive that it burns itself out?"

"At night, when practicing the Longevity Technique, while absorbing the so-called Moonlight Essence, one also inhales the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is then transformed into soul power by the martial soul. This should be harmless, but precisely because it is night and the weather is cold, it is inevitable that one will bring in the cold air during the process of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. That's why I felt a slight chill running through my body earlier."

Based on his medical knowledge from his previous life, and drawing inferences from animals to humans, Zhu Wu made a bold hypothesis.

"The Vajra Kung Fu is Yang, hard, external, manifest, physical, acquired, and foundational. The Longevity Kung Fu is Yin, soft, internal, hidden, spiritual, and innate. Practicing both together, combining internal and external, balancing hardness and softness, and achieving harmony between Yin and Yang."

"To be honest, although the specifics are unclear and I don't understand them either, the written descriptions actually match the online descriptions of Vajra Longevity Qigong."

"If that's true, that's awesome!"

As a living person, the physical body and spirit are inseparable. If these two techniques can truly complement each other and make up for each other's deficiencies, allowing him to actively absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and advance in tandem, then...

He felt that becoming a dragon god in the future was not a dream.

After all, the Dragon God also grew by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

"Well, that's assuming I live long enough." Lifespan is indeed a big question.

Who knows how long it took the Dragon God to absorb the essence of the sun and moon to grow to that level?

"No matter what, let's keep practicing first."

The future is not a dream, but it is still the future. Making the most of the present is the right thing to do.

A moment later, Zhu Wu walked out of the house to the backyard, picked up the basket he had prepared the day before, and strode toward the gate.

The New Year is over, and Xiaobai has almost finished eating the He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum), so it's time for him to go out and collect herbs.

As for staying home to focus on cultivation, there was no way around it. One would get too hot from practicing for too long, and the other would make his body too cold; his small frame couldn't handle it, so he was quite helpless. However, he didn't dwell on it. After all, nothing in this world is absolutely perfect, and one should know how to be content.

"Sizzle, sizzle." He walked into the back mountain, brandishing his machete, and headed towards the unexplored area.

"Chirp chirp chirp," Little White transformed into a magpie and flew overhead, scouting ahead and warning Zhu Wu.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the deep mountains.

"Wow, that's huge. Little White, well done!" Zhu Wu's eyes lit up as he looked at the ginseng leaves scattered on the ground like cattails.

"Chirp chirp." Little White landed on my shoulder, tilted its head back, and looked smug.

"It's only slightly worse than the last one, not bad at all." After a period of digging, the ginseng was fully revealed, and Zhu Wu smiled.

The remote location also has its advantages. Holy Soul Village is situated on the border of the two countries and is close to the Starry Sky Forest that separates them. There are also many deep, rarely visited forests and mountains around it, so the medicinal herb resources are not lacking. After all, this is a fantasy world, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth exists, and spiritual creatures often emerge. On one of his previous explorations, with Xiaobai's help, he was lucky enough to find a hundred-year-old ginseng.

He didn't quite understand the exact number of centuries, as he hadn't learned any methods of discernment in his past or present lives. But it was indeed quite large, with extremely developed roots.

It was because of that ginseng that he gained a new understanding of Xiaobai's ability to evolve by consuming rare and precious herbs.

He discovered that Xiaobai had a strong preference for medicinal herbs that nourished blood and qi, whether it was for him to find them or for Xiaobai to consume himself. Furthermore, consuming these herbs did not increase Xiaobai's soul power, but it could nourish his blood and qi, thus strengthening his body.

The specifics of how the ginseng provided its benefits are unclear. All that is known is that during the period when Xiaobai consumed the century-old ginseng, his complexion improved significantly; his face became rosy and radiant, and his resistance to cold increased dramatically. It was winter at the time, and the weather was very cold, which he experienced firsthand.

If we go back further, he really wouldn't have noticed.

Perhaps it's because these kinds of herbs can help Xiaobai replenish his essence? That's his guess.

Qi and blood, qi and blood, acting on the blood, or perhaps the "beneficial substances or energy" that Xiaobai feeds back are specifically targeted at the host's bloodline, nourishing and enhancing it? After all, the martial spirit and the host are one. Only when the host's bloodline is strengthened, and the strength and potential of the physical body are improved, can the martial spirit evolve to the corresponding level. From a certain perspective, the strength of the host's physical body determines the upper limit of the martial spirit's evolution. Yu Xiaogang is an example; it is very likely that his physical body was weak, or that the quantity or purity of his corresponding bloodline was insufficient, which led to the malignant degeneration of his martial spirit. This is why Xiaobai prefers qi and blood-related rare and precious materials.

Because consuming these medicinal herbs not only accumulates the energy needed for evolution, but also nourishes the host, replenishes the bloodline, and strengthens the physical body.

Of course, these are just his guesses, and it remains to be seen whether they are correct.

But based on his personal experience during this period, he feels that he is probably right.

"Let time prove everything." Thinking this, she handed the ginseng to Xiaobai's brow on her shoulder.

"Chirp!" Little White skillfully stretched its neck, bringing its brows close, and then a flash of seven-colored light appeared, and the ginseng in front of it disappeared.

Zhu Wu then stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go, we've been out for three days, it's time for us to go back."

Over the course of two months, as the exploration deepened, he spent increasingly longer periods away from home.

Fortunately, Xiaobai has a certain ability to foresee danger, otherwise he really wouldn't dare to go out and run so far alone.

"Grandpa must be very worried at home." As she spoke, she turned around and went back the way she came.

"I wonder which mountain Tang Hao hid the Blue Silver Emperor on. The original work mentioned that it was near Holy Soul Village." On the way, he couldn't help but think, "I'll look for it when I'm stronger. It's too much of a waste of time to look for it now."

He shook his head and continued forward.

Compared to aimlessly exploring forward, the return journey was always faster. In just over a day, Zhu Wu arrived at the mountain forest near Holy Soul Village.

It was dusk, and the sky was still ablaze with rosy clouds. The lights and smoke from cooking fires at the foot of the mountain were still clearly visible.

"Xiao Bai, go and collect all the herbs on top for me." Zhu Wu nodded slightly and whispered.

"Tang San, you stole my things, it's time to return them," he thought to himself.

Judging by the timing, it should be only a few days before Notting Academy starts, and it's time for him to make his move.

"Chirp chirp." Little White nodded its head, flapped its wings, and flew away.

Before long, it returned along the same path and landed on my shoulder.

Zhu Wu shook the basket on his back, turned around and took a detour down the mountain, striding home from the west of the village.

"Xiao Wu, you're back?" The villagers greeted Zhu Wu with smiles, their eyes filled with curiosity as they looked at the basket on his back.

"How's it going? You've been out for so long, have you found any good herbs?"

"I wasn't very lucky this time, just some worthless stuff." Zhu Wu reached out and lifted the lid of his basket, tilting his body slightly to show it off. "But I did find some bird eggs and some mushrooms along the way. Aunt Wang, would you like to take a few back for dinner?"

He couldn't come back empty-handed, so he deliberately left some left out.

"Never mind, you've had a tough trip too," the woman called Aunt Wang shook her head.

"Xiao Wu, you should go back quickly. Your grandfather has been worried about you these past few days."

"Mmm." Zhu Wu nodded repeatedly, then continued walking forward. "Goodbye, Aunt Wang."

Aunt Wang smiled and nodded, watching Zhu Wu leave.

"Polygonum multiflorum, Astragalus membranaceus, and kidney essence herb." In the distance, Tang San, who had come to the door after hearing the conversation, saw the purple light in his eyes dissipate.

The image of the kidney essence herb flashed through his mind, and his face darkened. He clenched his fists, turned around, and went back into the house.

"What's wrong? You're missing an egg, and you want to make up for it?" On the other side, Zhu Wu walked home in a good mood.

He deliberately walked to the west of the village and even chatted with the villagers, naturally wanting Tang San to see the medicinal herbs in his basket and prove that the herbs on the mountaintop were not taken by him.

By the way, I'll use the kidney essence grass I found to annoy Tang San. Kidney essence grass, also known as "howling" in my previous life, has the effect of strengthening the waist and tonifying the kidneys, and is very popular among men.

The same applies to the rest of the world; he picks them whenever he sees them. The reason is simple: the market is so good, he has no worries about selling them.

Furthermore, it must be said that Tang San, being a man with half of his bloodline being the Blue Silver Emperor, a soul beast, possesses an incredibly powerful self-healing ability. Coupled with his young age, his body naturally recovers well, and he also possesses the Mysterious Heaven Skill, a healing technique. Even with such severe injuries, he was back to his lively self in less than two months. Of course, no matter how strong his self-healing ability is, he can't just magically gain another one.

Therefore, Tang San will not lose his title as the Lone Warrior!

That night, Zhu Wu and his grandfather Zhu Gang had a happy dinner together, and then began practicing the Longevity Exercise.

Silent all night.

The next morning, on the mountaintop west of the village.

"Who is it? Who on earth is it?!"

"To actually steal my herbs, that's truly courting death!" Tang San's face turned grim as he looked at the vanished herbs around him. Zhu Wu's face immediately flashed into his mind; he had only returned last night, and his herbs were gone this morning—it was highly suspicious.

The next moment, his brow relaxed slightly, and he denied the speculation.

It was too much of a coincidence, so much so that he felt it was almost deliberate.

Moreover, he had also seen the full load of things in Zhu Wu's basket yesterday, and there were no herbs he had planted here. Besides, although there weren't many herbs planted here, they were quite large, and even if he picked them, he couldn't take them all with him; there would always be some traces left.

"But there are no traces of human intervention here, which is really unbelievable." After carefully examining the surroundings, Tang San himself found it somewhat incredible.

The surrounding herbs seemed to have vanished into thin air.

He didn't believe that Zhu Wu, a mere child, possessed such ability; even he, a disciple of the Tang Clan, admitted that he couldn't do it.

"No matter what, Zhu Wu can still be considered a suspect. Let's investigate him tonight."

Thinking this, he took a deep breath, jumped onto the boulder, sat down, and began cultivating the Purple Demon Eye.

That evening, at Zhu Wu's house in the north of the village.

"Could it really not be Zhu Wu?" After a thorough search, Tang San found no evidence.

Moreover, Zhu Wu stayed at home all day and did not go out, which eliminated the possibility that Zhu Wu hid the herbs first and then moved them later.

"No matter what, they stole from me, this matter can't be left unresolved. I need to keep a close eye on them these next few days, especially the villagers who are out. They stole my herbs just to sell them for money." Thinking this, he glanced at the bamboo house, then turned and left.

A few days later, on the top of the mountain west of the village.

"There were no forests or traces around, and no villagers who went out found any herbs that I had taken. Zhu Wu can be ruled out as a suspect; he hasn't left home in the past few days. Such a sophisticated method of theft is definitely not something a child could do."

"Could it have been taken by some passing Soul Master?" Tang San couldn't help but wonder, thinking of the omnipotent Soul Master that Old Jack had mentioned.

He frowned, jumped off the boulder, and headed straight down the mountain.

As they approached their house, they saw Old Jack leading Zhu Wu toward their home, each carrying a bundle.

"Are you leaving today?"

He sighed and hurried into the house.

He went into the kitchen, added fuel to the stove, ladled himself a bowl of porridge, drank it, picked up a piece of charcoal from the ground, wrote a few lines next to it, then went into the bedroom, picked up his bundle, and went out the door. Just as he stepped out, he saw Old Jack approaching with his men and waved to them.

"Little sister, let's go. Your lazy dad isn't going to get up." Old Jack glanced into the room and shook his head.

"Grandpa, keep your voice down. Dad doesn't like being woken up in the morning." Tang San raised his hand and made a shushing gesture.

What a filial son! So why not pass on the Tang Clan's secret techniques to your father? Zhu Wu, standing behind Old Jack, thought to himself.

Then Tang San approached with his bundle on his back, glanced at me, and remained silent with a cold expression.

Zhu Wu smiled politely.

"Let's go," old Jack said softly, turning his head, and started walking.

Zhu Wu quickly followed.

The three of them walked together out of the village.

(End of this chapter)