Chapter 129: Chapter 111: The Elders’ Martial Arts dicine Bath (Part 2)
The brothers Zhou Hansong and Zhou Hanchang were feeling much the sa.
But the thought of their families made them wrap their arms around their knees like iron bands. They pressed their foreheads desperately against their knees, as if the sheer force could sohow lessen the pain.
Outside, Cheng Zongyang was focused completely. His expression was grave as he watched his three elders tremble in the tubs, their bodies rigid with tension.
Zhou Zhenyuan and Zhou Zhendong watched their fathers struggle and tremble, wishing they could just pull them out of the tubs.
"Watch closely. This will be your experience soon enough," Cheng Zongyang reminded them from the side.
The two brothers nodded emphatically, oblivious to their knuckles turning white from how tightly they clenched their fists.
Ti ticked by.
Inside the dicinal broth, Cheng Guanghai’s consciousness grew hazy, his body feeling as if it had gone numb. He had no idea how much ti had passed or what he was supposed to do. He just instinctively kept his arms wrapped around his legs, knowing he couldn’t let go. But just then, a warm current, distinct from the heat of the broth, began to surge from his back.
The warm current spread through his entire body, a sensation as refreshing as soaking in cool well water on a scorching sumr day. It also brought a cooling clarity to his mind.
And with that, his consciousness gradually returned.
’This... this is the feeling Yang’Er talked about.’ Cheng Guanghai knew the most painful stage was over.
He could still feel the scalding heat, but it was no longer unbearable.
Less than a minute had passed since they had entered the water. Outside, an equally tense Cheng Zongyang couldn’t help but relax when he saw his three elders finally settle down. A smile touched his lips:
"It worked!"
He had been taking a risk. After all, he didn’t know if it would work for anyone else. But now, it seed everything was fine.
At his side, his two cousins and his second uncle, Cheng Guangshan, all looked at Cheng Zongyang in delighted surprise. Cheng Guangshan quickly asked, "Are you saying they’re all right now?"
Cheng Zongyang nodded. "That’s right, they’re fine. Once that Energy is generated, they’re basically halfway there. Afterward, when the dicine bath is finished, they’ll need to hold in that burst of qi and strike their bodies the way I taught them these past two days. If they do that, it’s a success."
"Good, good, good. That’s wonderful, just wonderful..."
Cheng Guangshan said, overjoyed. He had been terrified the three of them wouldn’t be able to endure it, failing when success was just within reach.
Normally, failing while training isn’t a huge deal. But failing a dicine bath like this is different. Not only would the herbs be unable to help the body recover, but you’d also end up half-boiled by the hot water.
Seeing this, Cheng Guangshan went back to brewing two fresh batches of the dicinal broth for Zhou Zhenyuan and Zhou Zhendong.
For now, only these five were taking the Martial Arts dicine Bath. The younger children were all slated for the Foundation Establishnt dicine Bath.
As the dicinal broth cooled and the liquid turned clear, Zhou Hanchang was the first to rise from the water. He opened his eyes the instant he erged.
Just then, Cheng Zongyang’s voice rang out. "Excellent. Hold your breath. Don’t exhale. Strike your body as I taught you. Now!"
Zhou Hanchang scrambled out of the bamboo tub and rushed toward a large tree nearby.
After dinner for the past two nights, Cheng Zongyang had taught them the striking thod. Now, they just had to perform it with true force.
This breath was the "Primordial Qi." Only by holding it in could they continue stimulating their bodies to use the residual dicinal effects they had absorbed while they struck themselves.
His older uncle was next out of the water, and at Cheng Zongyang’s reminder, he too ran toward the large tree.
His father was the last to erge.
"As you strike your bodies, you should be able to feel the Energy that originated from your backs. Once you feel it, you can start breathing. Strike with all your might! Don’t worry about injuries; that Energy will heal and strengthen your bodies. You can only stop once the Energy has completely dissipated."
Cheng Zongyang watched as his three elders struck their bodies with force, offering instructions from the side.
However, as they continued to strike themselves, a disparity began to erge.
His younger uncle had been the first to erge from the water, which ant the warm current inside him had dissipated first. Now, he was also the first to stop the striking, after about thirty minutes.
There hadn’t been much of a ti difference between the three of them erging from the water.
But the difference in when they stopped striking was significant.
Another fifteen minutes passed before Cheng Guanghai and Zhou Hansong stopped striking, at around the forty-five-minute mark.
This ti difference revealed the gap in their aptitudes to Cheng Zongyang.
When he himself did it, he had lasted for about an hour, but his younger uncle had only managed half an hour.
This was the difference in aptitude!
His father and older uncle were about the sa, but his younger uncle lagged far behind.
’It was definitely the right call to have the younger siblings take the Foundation Establishnt dicine Bath first. That’s the only way to improve their aptitude.’
Simply put, the higher one’s aptitude, the more proficiency one gained from the dicine bath and striking!
He had reached Entry Grade in five days, which was already incredibly fast. If his younger siblings took the Martial Arts dicine Bath after going through the Foundation Establishnt dicine Bath, they might reach Entry Grade in just one or two days.
It was just a sha that he had already reached Entry Grade, making the Foundation Establishnt dicine Bath useless for him.
But it didn’t matter. Even if his father’s generation had poorer aptitude, with the aid of the dicine baths, it would just an they needed more sessions. They could absolutely reach the Seventh Grade!
As for anything beyond the Seventh Grade, that was a problem for another day. He hadn’t even reached that level himself yet.
Still, this demonstrated the astonishing effects of the Body Refining Skill and the dicine bath formula.
Coming to, Cheng Zongyang walked over to them. "How do you feel?"
The three n had gotten dressed. Their faces were still flushed, but their skin hadn’t blistered. After Cheng Guangshan checked them over, he too breathed a sigh of relief.
"I feel like I’m bursting with energy," Cheng Guanghai said with a laugh. "The kind that never runs out."
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