Chapter Thirty: Green's Persistence

  "Master, you're back!" Green saw Xia Lin enter the door and said happily. The bloody atmosphere in the village made her feel quite uncomfortable, so she could only hide here and wait for Xia Lin to return.

  "En." Xia Lin nodded and habitually touched her little head: "Lv'er, has my silver needle arrived?"

  The silver needle Xia Lin mentioned was naturally the one he used when he first came back to life, which cost him a lot of effort to get.

  "Ah, I've got it." Lü'er nodded, that one box of acupuncture needles, a full hundred roots, was something Xia Lin treasured greatly, so naturally Lü'er would carry it with her.

  Lu'er finished speaking and went to the bedside, opened the package she had been carrying with her all the time, took out a wooden box and handed it to Xia Lin.

  "Green, go call Sun Zhong." Xia Lin said to Green as he took over the wooden box.

  "Alright, okay."

  Lu'er walked out, and Xia Lin opened the wooden box. A row of neatly arranged silver needles were placed inside, firmly fixed in place.

  Bring over a teacup from the table, Xia Lin took out the paper package that the village chief had brought over, gently poured some powder into it, and then soaked it with clean water.

  Xia Lin stared intently at the water in the teacup, and sure enough, after a moment, the water finally changed color, becoming a strange pale blue, revealing an otherworldly beauty.

  Xia Lin drew out a silver needle and gently inserted it, without any change in color.

  As for this point, Xia Lin was not surprised at all.

  The so-called silver needle test for poison originated from ancient times, and the poison referred to was mainly the highly toxic arsenic trioxide. The production technology in ancient times was backward, resulting in a small amount of sulfur and sulfide in the arsenic, which had no effect at all in modern times.

  As for here, in the divine continent where all things revive, let alone the silver needle not changing color, even if the silver needle was melted, Xia Lin wasn't surprised at all.

  Just then, Qing Guan saw Lü Er bringing Sun Zhong in.

  "Young master, what are your orders?" Sun Zhong stepped forward.

  Xia Lin hesitated for a moment, "Does Xiaoshan Village have some small animals, such as chickens and ducks?"

  "There is." Sun Zhong nodded, "Although Xiaoshan Village is relatively poor, there are also places to raise domestic fowl. The mountain bandits of Xiaoshanzhai also get their meat from here by robbery, so it's not necessary to kill them all off."

  "Ah, go find a chicken and bring it over." Xia Lin said.

  "Chicken?" Sun Zhong was slightly surprised, apparently unaware of why Xia Lin had issued such a task. However, he responded promptly and quickly walked out.

  Before long, he ran back soon, holding a large rooster in his arms.

  Xia nodded slightly, pulled out the silver needle from the cup of water, and smiled at Sun Zhong: "Got it."

  "Pffft——"

  Xia Lin gently inserted the silver needle into the rooster's body.

  In almost an instant, the struggling rooster suddenly calmed down, its eyes became dull and lifeless, its head shook twice before flopping down.

  "Ah——dead?" Green was somewhat surprised and covered her small mouth.

  Xia Lin shook his head, placed his hand on the rooster's body and felt it for a moment, then said: "It's still alive, but for now, it shouldn't wake up."

  "Let Sun Zhong go back," Xia Lin said with a smile. "Then, find a pig that's about the same size?"

  "Pig?"

  Sun Zhong's face turned green in an instant, he could still hug a chicken, but how about a pig? Was he supposed to carry it over on his shoulders?

  "Haha." Xia Lin burst out laughing at the sight, and then patted his shoulder, "Alright, just kidding, let's go take a look together."

  "Heh heh, yeah."

  Sun Zhong smiled and then led the way out of the house, walking ahead.

  After putting the rooster back in the chicken coop, he went to where the pigs were raised and looked at the dirty pigs. Xia Lin was a bit conflicted, thinking that they were so dirty, how could the silver needles be used after being stained? However, upon careful consideration, since they had already been tainted with the powder of confusion, what hope was there for future use? From now on, they would be specially used against enemies.

  At this thought, Xia Lin smiled slightly and with a light flick of her right hand, a silver needle shot straight into the body of a massive white-haired boar.

  "Pffft——"

  The white-haired pig shook twice and fell to the ground.

  Xia Lin's pupils constricted slightly as she exchanged a glance with Sun Zhong, both of them were quite surprised.

  What a joke, this pig weighs at least 400-500 catties, and it's not that rooster, yet it also fell to the ground instantly! This Dream Powder must be terrifying, and this is just the effect after Xia Lin diluted it with a little water and was absorbed by the Silver Needle.

  Dream powder, absolutely ordinary stuff!

  Suddenly remembered what the village chief said, before they were directly thrown out and scattered towards each other. Now thinking about it, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, what a waste.

  "Young master, these things..." Sun Zhong asked with some doubt.

  Xia Lin introduced the enemy's strength in Xiaoyao Mountain Stronghold, then said: "Originally thought it was completely hopeless, but now with this Mystic Dream Powder, there should still be a thread of hope."

  "Hmm." Sun Zhong nodded heavily.

  "Go back and tell them that today we will cultivate for a day to see if we can break through. If not, then let's nourish our spirits and tomorrow, we'll attack the Xiaoyao Mountain Stronghold!" said Xia Lin Dao.

  "Tomorrow?"

  "Not bad." Xia Lin nodded, "Du Yuan and the others are dead, Xiao Shan's stronghold has not yet detected it, tomorrow's attack is the best opportunity! Once time drags on for too long, I'm afraid Xiao Shan's stronghold will have defenses in place, at that time, the losses will be huge!"

  "All right, I'll instruct them when I get back." Sun Zhong replied solemnly.

  Next, Xia Lin followed Sun Zhong to various places in the village, and almost all the domestic fowl were harmed by the two. However, Xia Lin finally came to a conclusion.

  A silver needle that has been soaked for less than five minutes will lose its effectiveness after ten uses.

  And silver needles only work when they see blood.

  Simple contact has no effect.

  This also explains why the village chief was so powerless at first, unable to see blood. The powder of confusion would only take effect after being absorbed into the body, so this thing was of little use in their hands and had never been taken seriously.

  When they finished testing, the small mountain village was cleaned up spotlessly. If not for a hint of blood smell still lingering in the wind, it would have seemed as if nothing had happened at all.

  Sun Zhong passed down Xia Lin's order, and for a time, all the disciples of Heifeng Gang retreated to their homes to start their crazy cultivation.

  And yet it's not just them who are cultivating.

  Xia Lin sat cross-legged on the table, his Breaking Sky Fist operating at high speed, and the blood vessels in his body were slowly bursting.

  In just one night, it will soon be over.

  "Boom!"

  A crisp sound came, Xia Lin's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

  It seems that relying solely on the Broken Sky Scripture's power is still a bit of a struggle.

  The degree of blood vessel activation has broken through again, but unfortunately, it only rose from 81% to 82%, still short of the 8% needed to release the ninth level of power. It's not something that can be achieved overnight.

  "Hmm—"

  Xia took a deep breath, adjusted the air in her body, and calmed her mind. She then looked to her right - there was a large ceramic bowl with fifty silver needles neatly arranged in a pool of pale blue water, exceptionally beautiful.

  What's strange is that yesterday was just a slight invasion of bubbles, and the silver needles didn't change, but today, all 50 silver needles suddenly turned blue!

  The power of the silver needle, he had already experienced it yesterday, and it took effect as soon as it came into contact with blood. Even a used silver needle could easily knock out a 400-500 jin white-haired pig, let alone this thoroughly degenerated silver needle today.

  Jumped down from the table and walked in, can clearly see that yesterday's stunning pale blue has faded a lot.

  Xia Lin gently poured all the blue water from the ceramic bowl onto the ground, and only when everything had slowly seeped into the soil did he let out a sigh of relief.

  No kidding, he wouldn't dare leave it here. What if some villager accidentally stumbles in after they're gone? That would be a disaster.

  At this time, on the table, fifty blue silver needles were ready.

  Leaving the room, when he rushed outside, Xia Lin only discovered that all the Hei Feng Zhai disciples had already gathered. Sun Zhong stood at the front, quietly waiting for him with a serious expression.

  After a closer look, Xia Lin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Among the 100 disciples, as many as 10 of them had made breakthroughs again, greatly enhancing the overall strength of the team.

  It's just as well, the spiritual grass hasn't been fully consumed yet, and for them who are around the fifth level of Body Tempering, it's the most effective time.

  "Ah, Young Master Xia." The village elder walked over with a quivering gait. "Are you preparing to head up the mountain today?"

  "En." Xia Lin nodded, "Can't delay anymore."

  "Alright." The village chief replied, then pointed to the sturdy man beside him, "This time when you go to Xiaoshan Village, let Da Zhuang follow you few."

  Xia raised an eyebrow, "This time the attack on Xiaoyao Mountain is extremely dangerous. Da Zhuang is following us, it's too risky. Moreover, things have just started to go well between you and Xiao Ling, it's not a good time to leave."

  The big and silly man laughed: "Xiao Ling said so, I must go, otherwise she won't marry me."

  "Yes, Xia Gongzi," the village chief said beside him, "This time to Xiao Shanzhai, although not far, but on the way up the mountain road is rugged, Dazhuang has been there several times and is more familiar. Moreover, Dazhuang also knows some secret mountain paths, which will be very useful for your raid on Xiao Shanzhai."

  "Really?"

  Xia Lin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, in that case, let Da Zhuang follow along."

  "But..." Xia Lin turned his head and said to Lü'er who had been following behind him: "You stay here."

  "Ah?" Lü'er was taken aback.

  Xia Lin smiled helplessly: "The power of the small mountain village is not bad, if you follow me, I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of you, it's better to stay in Xiaoshan Village."

  Lu'er bit her lip and shook her head vigorously. If it were any other time, she would have let it go, as she never liked to cause trouble. But this time... she had to keep up! In the past few times when Young Master had taken action, he was always very relaxed, but this time, although he seemed just as carefree, Lu'er could tell from his series of movements that this time was going to be very dangerous!

  Even if she was stubborn again, she had to go this time. She really feared that the young master would not return once he left. So she had to go, even if it meant dying, she wanted to die by the young master's side.

  Never had a moment when Green was so eager to learn martial arts herself.

  If it were that way... how good would it be? I could help the young master in times of danger, and follow him wherever he goes.

  Unfortunately, Lü'er knew that all of this... was just a hope.