Chapter 16: Matsuki's Abnormality

  Wilted!

  Completely withered!

  In the past, Song Yue raised hundreds of pots of lush flowers and plants in her wooden building, but now they have all withered.

  The yellow leaves droop and slump at the edge of the pot, as if they are not far from withering to death.

  Song Yue, due to her frail body and being doted on by Grandfather, although not a Soul Warrior, still had a two-story wooden building in the clan where she lived alone. And Song Yue loved flowers and plants dearly, so both floors of her wooden building were almost filled with all sorts of flowers and plants.

  Before, Jiang Chengyi stepped into Song Yue's wooden building, full of vigor, with a strong fragrance hitting his nose, but this time...

  Jiang Cheng instinctively felt something was off and rushed up to the second floor, bursting into Song Lan's bedside without much restraint.

  On the bed, Song Yue was curled up there, her usual radiant and lively face now looked sallow and pale, without a hint of blood color on her cheeks. The whole person looked like she had lost a lot of weight, as if she had been seriously ill.

  "Song Yue, what's wrong with you? Why is your forehead so hot? Are you sick?" Jiang Cheng felt Song Yue's forehead, his face full of anxiety.

  In the midst of the chaos, Jiang Cheng was about to go fetch water to help Song Lan burn incense when Song Lan spoke to him in an extremely weak voice: "Jiang Cheng gege, you're back... I'm fine..."

  "Both of them have high fevers, and nothing's wrong?"

  "I'm really fine, Brother Jiang Cheng, it's just an old illness, I'll be better after a few days of rest." Song Yue insisted.

  "No way, if you keep burning like this, there will be a problem, let me help you cool down first..."

  "Alright, Ah Cheng, I've already given Song Yue her medicine. She'll be recovering in a day or two." Grandma appeared behind Jiang Cheng, softly helping to ease the tension for Song Yue.

  "But..."

  "Ah Cheng, don't you trust me to take care of Song Yue?" Ah Gong's voice carried a few different tones of teasing, causing Song Yue's pale face to flush with a faint red glow.

  "Alright, Song Yue needs rest, and you need to hurry up with your training, go quickly."

  Grandfather's urging made Jiang Cheng give up taking care of Song Lan. The little medical knowledge he had from his past life was useful, but it was completely overshadowed by Grandfather's incredible skills.

  After instructing a few words, Jiang Cheng left Song Yue's wooden building.

  "Grandpa, I don't want to deceive Jiang Cheng anymore. Last year when I was like this, Jiang Cheng took care of me for three days and three nights without leaving the house..."

  "You also said, if you weren't so stubborn, how would it have turned out like this?"

  "Your voice suddenly became serious: 'You just barely reached the fifth level of Chong En, yet you dared to use the heavenly secret technique that can only be used at the seventh level of Chong En. Fortunately, we are in the mountains and forests, where the essence of nature is exceptionally rich, otherwise, your life would have been forfeited.'"

  "But at that time, Jiang Cheng brother was seriously injured..."

  "With such a severe injury, you've managed to cure him to about 40 or 50%. He'll be back on his feet after a few more days of rest. But look at you, you've cured him so thoroughly that you're left with only half a life yourself!" The old man's scolding voice had turned into one of concern and affection by the end.

  "Alright, I'll get someone to bring in some fresh flowers for you, to help you recover faster. As for these wilted ones, don't even think about saving them, unless you want to risk your life..."

  Before long, several robust women from the clan replaced hundreds of pots of fresh flowers and grasses. If Jiang Cheng were here, he would be surprised to find that with Song Lan's breathing, those fresh flowers and grasses actually slowly withered, while Song Lan's complexion seemed to improve slightly.

  Song Yue and Ah Gong finished their conversation, but Jiang Cheng was called over by the clan leader, Ge Qiu.

  As soon as they met, Ge Xiong handed over six small snake skin bags to Jiang Cheng: "Here, this is the fierce beast essence blood personally concocted by Grandfather. Take one bag when cultivating, with your current cultivation level, it's equivalent to a night of bitter practice, take it."

  Jiang Cheng furrowed his brow, pointing at the six small pouches made of snake skin and asked in puzzlement: "Tribe leader, there are so many. Half a month's worth is one pouch, I should only have two pouches, right?"

  "Why ask so many questions, just take it and go. It's not like I stole it or robbed someone, these four other bags are my share, but with my cultivation level, taking this is purely a waste, you can take it and use it." Tribe leader Ge Xiong said casually.

  When Jiang Cheng wanted to say something, the tribe leader Ge Xiong had already patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder and said: "You probably don't know yet, but Hu Li tribe's leader Hu Zhenjiang has already made a statement. Their young soul warrior will stop at nothing to take your life in the martial arts competition two months from now."

  Moreover, Hu Zhenjiang had already obtained the spiritual medicine from Bai Hun's Dalin Gong and cured the seriously injured Benyuan who was damaged by the turtle grandson of Hu Xiangshan. As expected, that turtle grandson of Hu Xiangshan will definitely participate in the martial arts conference.

  Jiang Cheng fell silent for a moment, he could say big words, but the huge gap indeed existed.

  In the mountains, by chance, with the help of a mysterious soul warrior, Jiang Cheng severely injured Huo Yuhao, but if they were on the arena now, the current Jiang Cheng might not be able to withstand three rounds against Huo Yuhao.

  "But that's still not the biggest threat you'll be facing!" Tribe leader Ge Xiong poured cold water on Jiang Cheng once again.

  "The greatest threat comes from the White Horde."

  The genius young man of the Bai Hun Department, Feng Zhan Yuan, was not even fifteen years old four years ago when he obtained his War Soul. Now, barely eighteen years old, it is said that he has already become a six-layered existence in the Cheng En Realm.

  At this point, the clan leader Ge Xiong's voice paused and asked: "Do you still remember Da Hu?"

  "Shi Da Hu?" In Jiang Cheng's mind, the corpse that had been soaked and swollen but still had blood tears in the corners of its eyes suddenly appeared.

  "Two years ago, it was sixteen-year-old Feng Zhan Yuan who, on the martial arts stage and in front of me, severely injured Da Hu!" As soon as he mentioned this matter, the clan leader's iron fist clenched tightly together.

  "This year, he is still under nineteen..."

  "Work hard and cultivate well, fight for a breath of air. I don't want you to become the second Da Hu, I hope you can pass this life-and-death test..."

  The clan leader Ge Xiong let out a long sigh and placed the six small snake skin pouches in front of Jiang Cheng before turning around and leaving.

  After the tribe leader Ge Xiong left, Yang Ze's uncle suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Cheng and put down five small snake skin bags: "This is a little thought from your uncles, hoping it can help you."

  Besides, we've already told Grandpa that from next month to the month after, until you participate in the Martial Arts Conference, half of our beast's essence blood will be given to you for use, and the other half will be given to Du Jing.

  "Don't refuse, as long as you can come back alive, don't be like Da Hu... We uncles will be satisfied with that." As he spoke, Yang Ze glanced at Shi An who was standing behind a large tree, staring fixedly in this direction.

  Shi An is also a Soul Warrior and is the most taciturn person in the entire Ge Shan clan!

  Because Shi Da Hu is his son!

  There are currently nine soul warriors in the Geshan Department, excluding Du Jing, Jiang Cheng, A Gong and the clan leader. There are still five soul warriors left, which means that almost all the cultivation resources of the Geshan Department are concentrated here.

  Looking at these small snakeskin pouches in front of him, Jiang Cheng's throat suddenly had a thread of choking, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

  This is the Gesanbu where Jiang Cheng is located!

  "Practice well, if you need a sparring partner, just come find me!" With that, Yang Ze turned and left with large strides, leaving Jiang Cheng alone in silence, on the verge of going mad!

  Jiang Cheng had never felt such an intense desire for immense power as he did at this moment!

  At night, in Jiang Cheng's wooden building, Jiang Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed.

  On one side of the bed, a beast skin bag was placed, with more than ten snake skin small pouches and a Jiang Cheng's personal leather pouch.

  Jiang Cheng is about to start tonight's cultivation, but before cultivating, Jiang Cheng is thinking, which treasure to use to assist in cultivation first?

  In the beast skin bag was a Tempering Body Pill that could be exchanged for a cart of grain given by Grandfather, and the snake skin small pouch was naturally the essence blood of a fierce beast.

  As for Jiang Cheng's personal leather pouch, it contained three ten-year-old Xian Ye Cao that Jiang Cheng had confiscated from the corpse of Hei Hu, a Soul Warrior he had killed.

  After some thought, Jiang Cheng took out one of the Tempering Body Dan that could be exchanged for a cartload of grain given by his grandfather and swallowed it.

  Jiang Cheng's reason for taking Tempering Body Dan was actually very simple. Jiang Cheng wanted to see which one had a stronger cultivation effect, taking one car of grain and one Tempering Body Dan or taking twenty Sword Leaf Grasses that could be exchanged for one car of grain.