The nearly exhausted Tang Feng, his hand trembling, reached out and grabbed a Blood Cleansing Pill, looking at the elixir that radiated such fragrant scent and emitted a translucent green glow, a swell of pride surged within his heart.
Geniuses, no matter what adversity they encountered, could always start anew, and the peak was just a concept. As long as one kept climbing, one day they would reach it, and in this, he had absolute confidence.
He sighed deeply and threw the Blood Cleansing Pill into his mouth, then sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the Mystical Medical Heart Scripture, ready to endure the unbearable pain.
Although he was prepared, the next moment's impact felt like being struck by a giant hammer.
With a spluttering noise, blood spurted out from his mouth.
Tang Feng was slightly shocked, but he quickly calmed down. With his physical condition, if he forced himself to continue, he would definitely faint, and once that happened, all his efforts would have been in vain.
He had to fight it out.
He grabbed the cauldron nearby and smashed it down onto his hand with all his might.
Ah!
This method of using pain to counteract pain proved quite effective, and Tang Feng managed to endure the first challenge.
He felt the three severed veins of the Body Immortal gradually reconnecting. Although they were very small, they were at least connected.
At this moment, Tang Feng didn't even have the strength to lift his arms. He was utterly exhausted, his whole body felt as if it was submerged in filth, dirty and stinking, but his hair was shiny and black.
His eyes, too, revealed a hint of Divine Light.
His spiritual state was pretty good as well.
With the ingestion of the second Blood Cleansing Pill, Tang Feng involuntarily gave up control of his body. Including the six remaining severed veins — other than the heart vein, the liver, spleen, lung, stomach, and kidney veins, as well as the neck, leg, bone, and hand veins — were all going to be restored one by one.
He was also thankful for his aunt's efforts over the years; otherwise, with the withering of all the veins, the only fate waiting for him would have been death.
Feeling grateful, Tang Feng couldn't help but sigh with relief.
As the severed veins were renewed, he began to feel more and more real, and the fit between his soul and body became increasingly perfect. This was precisely what Tang Feng had hoped to see.
The six Blood Cleansing Pills not only completely rid Tang Feng of the torment of the severed veins but also laid the foundation for cultivation. The revitalized nine veins were bursting with vitality, devoid of any sign of death.
Like undergoing a rebirth, standing atop a cliff, Tang Feng was filled with anticipation. Perhaps before long, he would conquer this blue sky.
This world would be at his feet.
After the Mystical Medical Heart Scripture had circulated nine times, Tang Feng felt his breath was robust and he was very satisfied. Now, he was truly an ordinary person.
Unless accident befall him, he wouldn't have to dread death anymore, dispelling a great worry from his mind, which held significant meaning for Tang Feng.
After consuming the Fast Moving Pill, though of low quality, the elixir was still effective. On the downhill path, Tang Feng walked as if on the flat ground.
At the foot of the mountain, his breath slightly ragged, he really wanted to let out a long howl, but unfortunately, he couldn't even if he wanted to.
In a small rental house, Tang Feng took a bath, changed into a new set of clothes, and with a backpack, headed towards the Murong Family's residence.
The four-day gathering had brought substantial gains. Now, even as a mortal, Tang Feng possessed the ability to protect himself.
It seems it was time to properly understand this world.
Upon returning to the Murong Family residence, from a distance, he heard a burst of laughter. The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Was his aunt this happy today?
Curious, Tang Feng walked in and, when he saw the woman sitting in the garden, his smile receded, and he walked over with an expressionless face.
"Feng'er, you're finally back." Murong Qinglan was overjoyed, and without regarding others present, she swept over with a fragrant breeze, embracing Tang Feng tightly.
He was really starting to get accustomed to his aunt always treating him like a child. With her devilish figure and soft waist, anyone who even brushed against her would desire more, especially Tang Feng, with his young, vigorous blood energy.
An awkward moment ensued as Murong Qinglan's expression changed; her mouth slightly opened, followed by a flush of red spreading across her face. She forcibly composed herself and retreated into Tang Feng's embrace, giving him a peculiar look.
"Ahem, I...I didn't mean to do that," Tang Feng moved backward, removed the bag, and placed it in front of him to cover his embarrassment.
"Feng'er has grown up," Murong Qinglan finally realized something and her heart pounded. Perhaps, she couldn't be so casual anymore in the future.
Seeing a trace of silence in Murong Qinglan's eyes, Tang Feng's heart ached, and he involuntarily pulled her closer, "Auntie, I will always be the Feng'er in your heart and that will never change."
Murong Qinglan was momentarily stunned; suddenly, her eyes reddened with tears. She no longer had any real support and, after a failed marriage, she had planned to live alone, only wanting to see Tang Feng grow up—that was enough for her.
Just a moment ago, she thought she was going to lose Tang Feng; she hadn't expected to hear such touching words and found herself happily crying.
She gently pushed Tang Feng away and gave him a glance, "You know what's good for you. Your classmate has been looking for you a few times. I will pour you a glass of water, and you two can have a chat."
Watching her retreating figure, a spark of resolve flashed in Tang Feng's eyes—he needed to find a companion for his aunt while she was still in her prime.
"What are you doing here?" Tang Feng harbored a strong resentment toward Qin Siyu.
"I have something I want to discuss with you," Qin Siyu said, displeased by Tang Feng's expression but not showing it.
Tang Feng shook his head, "You can leave; I'm not interested."
"Can... Can you at least hear me out?" Qin Siyu almost lost her temper.
"I'll say it one more time, I'm not interested. Leave," Tang Feng was mildly moved. This attitude wasn't what he wanted, and he had some lingering resentment towards his ex.
No one could blame him—Qin Siyu had put people through a lot last time, and this much restraint was already something, given Tang Feng's current temperament. Otherwise, he would've just driven people out, looking handsome and tall on the outside but having a heart as venomous as a viper's.
"Humph! What's so great about that." Qin Siyu had never seen Tang Feng this assertive before; his attitude took her by surprise. This was unprecedented; the shy and timid Tang Feng had changed, or was this his true nature all along?
"Feng'er, why are you being like this to her? This girl isn't that bad," Murong Qinglan interjected.
"Auntie, don't let her appearance fool you. Right, I have something for you," Tang Feng reached for a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Murong Qinglan.
Upon opening the bottle, her eyes lit up, "It smells wonderful, what is this?"
"Youthful Elixir, if you take it regularly, your beauty will be eternal," Tang Feng said with a smile.
Murong Qinglan's expression darkened, "You didn't fall for the advertisements outside, did you? They're deceptive. How could such a medicine exist in this world? Don't tell me you spent all your money on this?"
"Well! Auntie, whether it works or not, you won't know until you try," Lin Feng broke into a cold sweat, amazed at this woman's rampant imagination, making claims without any basis.
"Is this medicine certified? What if it causes problems after taking it?" Although Murong Qinglan yearned to look more beautiful, her life was more important.
"Don't worry, absolutely nothing will happen. Don't you trust Feng'er's words?" Lin Feng looked despondent, prompting Murong Qinglan to reluctantly swallow a pill.
"Oh! This feels nice," Murong Qinglan felt as if she were surrounded by a refreshing breeze and stretched out her hand unconsciously, the feeling akin to the coolness of aloe vera.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Tang Feng staring straight at her.
"What's wrong?" Murong Qinglan asked, puzzled.
"Auntie, go wash your face," after saying this, Tang Feng quickly retreated to his own room, hand on his heart, feeling its wild palpitations.
Murong Qinglan was very confused by Tang Feng's reaction, suddenly feeling a coolness over her chest. She looked down, gasped softly, and then hurried back to her own room.
Her heart was equally in turmoil, even shocking herself. How much had this young man seen? Confident in her own impressive figure, she noticed something different—it seemed to have lifted considerably, and her skin had gotten much whiter. The Jade Beauty Pill had incredible effects.
In her excitement, she almost forgot her own disheveled state.