Chapter 8: Arrow Ambush

  Just as the hot surge burst out of Jiang Cheng's War Soul Pearl, the black tower pillar that had been motionless suddenly appeared, its body lightly spinning and suddenly spewing out a small finger-thick red hot flow, which merged with the millet-sized red hot flow bursting out of the War Soul Pearl, and began to rotate together.

  A surge of red hot energy suddenly expanded several times, causing Jiang Cheng's veins to throb violently.

  Jiang Cheng could even feel the powerful energy contained within that red hot flow, which made his body's impurities nowhere to hide, making his skeleton more compact and his muscles more tenacious.

  After one lap, Jiang Cheng even felt that his heartbeat was stronger, and a sense of power emerged.

  Jiang Cheng could feel that this thickened red hot flow, which had multiplied several times in strength, would make his bones and muscles stronger with each circulation, and this feeling was very clear.

  The effect of that red hot flow with each rotation was more than ten times the effect when he cultivated last night.

  After operating continuously for several rounds, Jiang Cheng suddenly discovered that the red hot flow as thick as his thumb had shrunk by one-third during cultivation.

  Jiang Cheng suddenly had an epiphany upon discovering this.

  The hot flow that surged out of the Black Tower's pillar was likely to be the ten-year-old medicinal power of Jianye Grass absorbed by the Black Tower during the day, and as he cultivated, the medicinal power of Jianye Grass was constantly being absorbed by his body.

  "Could it be that this black pillar has the effect of refining medicine?" The question flashed through Jiang Cheng's mind.

  After a long time, Jiang Cheng stopped cultivating when he felt his meridians start to ache.

  "Twenty-five rounds?" Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of joy as he opened them.

  After possessing the Battle Soul, the daily cultivation time is also limited.

  As soon as you start to feel a stinging sensation in the meridians, you should stop practicing immediately. Otherwise, it will damage the meridians and affect the practice effect of the second day, third day or even longer period.

  The number of rotations also represents the progress of the soul warrior's cultivation.

  A soul warrior who has just possessed a war soul and is at the first level of Chengen Realm can activate the War Soul Bead to cultivate for up to twelve rounds in one day.

  Apart from other cultivation characteristics, when a soul warrior who has reached the first level of Cheng En Realm can activate the War Soul Bead to cultivate more than twelve cycles, it means that this soul warrior has broken through to the second level of Cheng En Realm.

  Like Jiang Cheng, with the protection of the ancestral spirit's totem pillar, he was able to raise his cultivation to the second level of the Realm of Grace as soon as he obtained the war soul.

  Last night, while cultivating, Jiang Cheng was only able to urge the War Soul Pearl to cultivate up to twenty-four rounds before his meridians felt like they were being pricked by needles, becoming unbearably painful and forcing him to stop cultivating.

  Under normal circumstances, with a Jiang Cheng Huang Jie lower-grade war soul, it takes about ten days of diligent practice to increase the number of cultivation circles of the war soul bead by one circle, reaching twenty-five circles.

  But now under the assistance of the medicinal power spewed out by the Black Tower Pillar, just one night's cultivation has raised Jiang Cheng's cultivation to twenty-five circles.

  "A single sprout of Ten-Year Sword Leaf Grass is only a low-grade spiritual medicine, but its medicinal power can actually rival my ten days of bitter cultivation!"

  After a moment's thought, Jiang Cheng arrived at a conclusion that even he found astonishing.

  When Jiang Cheng was able to urge the War Soul Bead to cultivate to the thirty-sixth circle, it meant that Jiang Cheng had broken through to the third level of the Cheng En Realm.

  So, under normal circumstances, Jiang Cheng, who has a low-grade Yellow War Soul, would need at least 120 days, or four months, to break through from the second stage of the Cheng En Realm to the third stage.

  But now, Jiang Cheng had discovered a shortcut.

  Of course, this shortcut also needs Jiang Cheng to verify it.

  But if it comes true, then three months later, at the Bai Hun Eight Divisions Martial Arts Tournament specially held for him, the awakened Tian Xuan War Soul, Jiang Cheng won't have to directly concede on stage as the Clan Master said, and use shame to preserve his life.

  Deep down, Jiang Cheng is extremely proud.

  Otherwise, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have become the best mountain hunter in the Gusu Lan sect from a city high school student within five years.

  After resting in the tree hole for a night, Jiang Cheng continued on his way to Zhu Wang Slope.

  However, today's progress is obviously slower than yesterday's.

  Along the way, Jiang Cheng was constantly searching everywhere, hoping to find another Sword Leaf Grass or a similar precious spiritual herb to confirm whether his inference was true.

  Perhaps the spiritual medicine was truly precious, perhaps Jiang Cheng's luck was bad, or perhaps it was because he was still on the outskirts of the Northern Wilderness Mountain Range that more than half a day had passed and Jiang Cheng still hadn't found a second sprout of spiritual medicine.

  Wiping away sweat, Jiang Cheng took a big gulp of water from his canteen, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

  In the northern mountains, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, making it extremely difficult to determine the terrain. According to the map, Jiang Cheng estimated that he was almost at Zhu Wang Slope, but there was no sign of the oil iron wood trees around him, which were usually marked by the Ge Shan tribe as a landmark.

  Suddenly, Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on a withered gray mushroom in the shade, and beneath it, a small grass with golden and silver colors, only one finger long, was quietly hidden. Jiang Cheng was suddenly overjoyed.

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  The lower-grade Huang Ji's Goldenrod is worth more than ten years' worth of Jian Ye Cao.

  Jiang Cheng remembered that the clan leaders at the market, twenty stalks of sword-leaf grass could only exchange for a thousand catties of grain, but this golden silver grass, fifteen stalks could exchange for a car, although Jiang Cheng knew that the clan leaders were selling it at a cabbage price.

  With a flick of his red-stringed sword, Jiang Cheng carefully plucked the golden-silver grass, a low-grade spiritual herb.

  After getting the spiritual grass, Jiang Cheng was in a dilemma. The black tower pillar still had no movement. How could he make the black tower pillar absorb this spiritual herb?

  Jiang Cheng recalled the scene where he inadvertently let the Black Tower Pillar absorb that sprout of Sword Leaf Grass yesterday.

  With a light slash of the red-stringed knife in his hand, Jiang Cheng cut open a small gash on the back of his left hand. As fresh blood spurted out, he pressed the leaves of the golden and silver grass, still carrying the scent of mud, against it.

  Something strange happened suddenly at this moment.

  The black tower column, which had been motionless in Jiang Cheng's mind, suddenly turned, as if it had infinite suction power. The Lingyao Jinyinsuo, stained with fresh blood, withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost instantly turned into dry ash that scattered in the wind.

  The Black Pillar also fell silent at this moment.

  Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw his own inference being verified.

  After all, he was still a young man at heart. He glanced around and, without even bothering to treat his wound, sat down cross-legged, preparing to activate the Battle Soul Pearl to verify his conjecture.

  The moment the Battle Soul Pearl was activated, a hot current as thick as a grain of rice burst out from the Mountain Boar's Battle Soul Pearl. The originally quiet Black Tower Column rotated once again and suddenly sent out a thicker red hot current than yesterday.

  This discovery made Jiang's eyes light up with excitement at the time of its establishment.

  In other words, as long as Jiang Cheng can find enough spiritual grass, even if it is not refined, Jiang Cheng's cultivation will be rapidly improved, making Jiang Cheng stronger.

  This is what Jiang Cheng has been looking forward to all these years.

  Overjoyed, Jiang Cheng continued to urge the Battle Soul Pearl to merge with the hot flow and rotate, not that Jiang Cheng had lost his rationality, but rather he didn't want to waste this precious medicinal power.

  Whoosh!

  Suddenly, Jiang Cheng's ears moved abruptly, the shrill arrow whizzing sound, as if a demonic melody, directly pierced into Jiang Cheng's mind, and his face changed drastically.

  When Jiang Cheng opened his eyes, he saw a bone arrow flashing with cold light, rapidly shooting towards him, just inches away!

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