After leaving No. 1 Middle School in the afternoon and calling Gao Xiongfei,
Long Xiaoshan took his pickup truck and returned to the village.
Due to the incident of the Elder of the Black Scale Sect escaping last ti, he was sowhat worried, so he returned to the village early.
Back at the farm,
Long Xiaoshan ran to Wang Chao’s room.
Upon opening the door, he found Wang Chao actually sitting on the bed.
"How did you get up?" Long Xiaoshan hurriedly asked.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan co in, Wang Chao moved his body and said, "I feel like I’ve recovered."
"Really? Let check on you, lie down first."
Long Xiaoshan walked over, and Wang Chao lay down.
He placed one hand on him and simultaneously opened the Heavenly Eye, observing Wang Chao’s body. After a few minutes, Long Xiaoshan showed a trace of surprise.
Wang Chao’s recovery power was much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
However, he also found that Wang Chao’s body cells were abnormally active, which could lead to an extrely strong self-healing ability. In the short term, this was beneficial, enhancing a person’s vitality, allowing quick recovery from injuries, and making them less likely to die. The fact that Wang Chao had nearly been beaten to a pulp by Yu Cheng and yet survived could likely be because of this reason.
But in the long run, this was clearly a form of overdraw.
Frowning, he said, "Your body has recovered, but have you practiced any special cultivation techniques, or used so thod to greatly enhance your cell activity? If this continues, you might find it hard to live past thirty."
"Indeed, to survive in Siberia, I once participated in a Russian genetic experint. Later, I was discarded as a failed product, but I managed to stay alive," Wang Chao said calmly.
Long Xiaoshan asked, "So, that transformation you did in the ring wasn’t a result of cultivation technique but the effect of the potion?"
"Yes," Wang Chao said indifferently.
What on earth has this guy been through?
Although Wang Chao spoke calmly,
one could imagine how brutal and bloody his experiences had been without needing to guess.
In fact, Long Xiaoshan felt sowhat admiring of him now.
Perhaps what he experienced in Lingxi Prison was nothing compared to Wang Chao, at least he hadn’t suffered the loss of his entire family.
"Do you still want revenge?" Long Xiaoshan pondered.
Wang Chao didn’t speak but nodded.
"I can help you," Long Xiaoshan said. "You’ve fought Yu Cheng, so you should be aware of his strength. The person who killed your family years ago, one was Yu Cheng, and the other was even addressed as Uncle Master by Yu Cheng, which ans his strength is definitely greater than Yu Cheng’s. With your current skills, even if you train strenuously for another five years, you couldn’t kill a Xuan-level practitioner, not to ntion that your body won’t last that many more years." Discover hidden tales at empire
Wang Chao said calmly, "What are your conditions?"
"No conditions, just consider it taking a liking to you and helping you out," Long Xiaoshan said.
Wang Chao’s eyes suddenly narrowed as he looked at Long Xiaoshan, appearing sowhat peculiar, then after a long while, he said, "You’re a strange person."
"You’re also a strange person."
"If you help get my revenge, my life is yours," he declared.
"I don’t want your life," Long Xiaoshan replied.
Wang Chao said nothing.
He was always a man of few words.
But Long Xiaoshan knew that once Wang Chao made a decision, nobody could change his mind.
So, he didn’t bother with any more idle talk.
"If you want revenge, you’ll have to learn martial arts. Although your skills are formidable against ordinary people, they are far from enough against true masters. As for the issue of your vitality being overdrawn, I’ll refine a fortifying elixir for you. If you take one each month, it should replenish the life force you’ve lost. However, try not to use your transformation ability if you can avoid it; it consus too much life force," Long Xiaoshan said.
Wang Chao nodded.
"Here are the Iron Palm Gang’s martial arts ntal techniques and palm techniques," Long Xiaoshan said, taking out two books.
These two books were obtained from Yu Cheng. Since Yu Cheng had been killed by him, whatever he left behind naturally belonged to him.
Wang Chao’s eyes lit up fiercely.
He took the two books.
One day, he would use the Iron Palm Gang’s own martial arts to annihilate the Iron Palm Gang, which had killed his entire family.
Long Xiaoshan walked out of the room.
He went next door to the pharmacy.
He walked to the corner, where the Golden Thunder Bamboo was planted. He hadn’t recognized it before, but after receiving the Blood Buddha’s artifact refining legacy, he finally understood that this golden bamboo was the rare Thunder Elent spiritual tree known as Golden Thunder Bamboo.
The Golden Thunder Bamboo naturally contains divine thunder and is an Evil God-warding sacred bamboo, which was considered a rare treasure even during the age of the Blood Buddha.
This bamboo was inherently a spiritual artifact; it did not require refining to exert the power of a spiritual artifact.
It was definitely worth much more than a Superior Grade Magical Instrunt like the Fla Blade.
Unfortunately, he only had a small segnt in hand, which was hardly enough for artifact refining.
He had already wasted three drops of Golden rit Spiritual Liquid on this bamboo. Even if the bamboo was valuable, he was not willing to continue using the rare Golden Spirit Liquid on it. If the bamboo couldn’t be revived, he would use this small segnt to refine a dagger or a throwing knife.
Standing beside the Golden Thunder Bamboo, his gaze suddenly shrank.
He hurriedly crouched down, taking a closer look—a tiny sprout had erged on the node of the Golden Thunder Bamboo.
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