Chapter 702 (1/2)
Chapter 702: How to spin a coc.o.o.n? Anxiously waiting for a reply!
Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu
At this time, Scholar Xian Gong’s face was even redder than usual due to excitement. He took twenty tubes of ‘demodragon medicine’ from the cloth sack, and placed them in another small sack, handing them over to Song Shuhang. After going through so much trouble, they had finally managed to get their hands on the demodragon medicine.
Song Shuhang took the small cloth sack, and said, “Senior Xian Gong, can I drink this demodragon medicine directly?”
“Yes, you can drink it directly. However, I advise you to practice a body tempering cultivation technique right before drinking the medicine so as to allow the qi and blood in your body to warm up and spread all over. With that, you will be able to a.s.similate the demodragon medicine at a faster pace after drinking it,” Scholar Xian Gong suggested while holding the tobacco pipe in his mouth, exhaling a mouthful of white smoke.
“Should I dilute the medicine a bit before drinking it?” Song Shuhang asked another question. The rank of this demodragon medicine was very high, and its effects were very powerful. Thereupon, Song Shuhang was afraid that his body might end up exploding if he were to drink the medicine without properly preparing in advance.
With a smile, Scholar Xian Gong said, “You don’t need to worry. The demodragon medicine is different from other medicine. This medicine doesn’t have a domineering nature, and you don’t really need to dilute it while drinking it; you can just decrease the amount, and that’s it. In my case, I can drink three tubes of demodragon medicine at once, and keep drinking more as soon as I am finished absorbing the strength of the medicine. But in your case, it’s better if you divide one tube of demodragon medicine into ten parts before you drink it.”
“I understand. Thank you, Senior.” Song Shuhang nodded his head, and took one tube of demodragon medicine. He stored the remaining ones in his size-reducing purse.
“In that case, Senior Xian Gong, I will exercise a little, and then drink the demodragon medicine!” Song Shuhang was unable to hold back. As long as he could increase the strength of his const.i.tution, he wouldn’t have to worry about his mental energy being too strong anymore. No longer would he have to bear the pain of that small hammer pounding his head!
Thereupon, he wanted to drink this demodragon medicine and strengthen his body as soon as possible!
Scholar Xian Gong nodded, and said, “In that case, I will act as your protector.”
This demodragon medicine had been refined from the blood essence of a mutated demodragon. Although Medicine Master a.s.sured him that there wasn’t any problem with the refined ‘demodragon medicine’, Scholar Xian Gong felt that it was safer to have someone act as a protector while one was taking the demodragon medicine so as to be prepared for all eventualities.
Song Shuhang said, “Sure. Thank you, Senior!”
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After a short moment…
Song Shuhang, Yu Jiaojiao, and Scholar Xian Gong moved to the empty ground behind Shuhang’s room. This stretch of empty ground was very big—more than enough for Song Shuhang to warm up his body.
Song Shuhang took a deep breath, and first used the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯. This was the fist technique that allowed him to step on the road of cultivation, and he had already reached the master level of proficiency in this particular technique.
With the current level of Song Shuhang’s skills, he didn’t feel the tiniest bit of heaviness while displaying this basic fist technique. He displayed each move and style smoothly and without mistakes.
After the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯, he displayed the ❮Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique❯ over and over again.
After he concluded this session of training, all the qi and blood in his body had warmed up, and he was in an optimal condition.
That should be enough, Song Shuhang thought to himself.
At the same time, Scholar Xian Gong said, “Little friend Shuhang, that should suffice.”
Song Shuhang stopped practicing the fist technique, and exhaled a mouthful of bad air. Then, he took a tube of demodragon medicine out of his clothes.
The nearby Yu Jiaojiao handed him a small cup, and said, “Remember, you can drink only one-tenth of it, no more.”
“Thanks.” Song Shuhang laughed, and took the small cup, pouring one-tenth of the tube of demodragon medicine into the small cup.
After storing the remaining demodragon medicine away, Song Shuhang raised the small cup and drank the medicinal liquid inside.
It was sweet, and had a little bit of apple flavor. It felt the same as drinking fruit juice.
Afterward, Song Shuhang closed his eyes, and operated the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯. Cultivators could absorb the power of medicine more efficiently while meditating.
Around three minutes later…
Song Shuhang opened his eyes in confusion, and exclaimed, “Strange.”
It had been a while since he had drunk the demodragon medicine, yet there was no reaction whatsoever from his body. He didn’t feel the burning hot feeling originating from the power of the medicine, nor did he feel the refres.h.i.+ng feeling of qi spreading all over his body.
Was it possible that he drank too little of it?
The nearby Scholar Xian Gong, who had been paying attention to him, said in puzzlement, “Little friend Shuhang, is it possible that you drank too little demodragon medicine?”
“Such being the case, should I try to drink some more?” Song Shuhang asked. Next, he prepared to stand up and put his hand in his clothes to grab some more demodragon medicine and drink it.
But just as he stood up, he felt a bitter taste spread in his mouth. Soon after, his tongue tingled with numbness.
Song Shuhang subconsciously opened his mouth. This reaction was similar to a person opening their mouth to take deep breaths after eating food that was too spicy.
“Hmm? There was a reaction?” Scholar Xian Gong’s eyes lit up as he asked this question.
Song Shuhang thought of replying… but as soon as he opened his mouth and tried to speak, something shot out of his mouth—it was silk!
A pure white thread of silk had shot out of Song Shuhang’s mouth.
Spiderman shot silk out of his hands, but Song Shuhang was using his mouth directly.
“…” Song Shuhang.
“…” Yu Jiaojiao.
Scholar Xian Gong was also speechless. Just what was happening? He had never heard of people starting to shoot silk out of their mouths after drinking the demodragon medicine!
“Is it possible that the demodragon medicine got rid of the impurities in your body, and ejected them from your mouth in the form of silk threads?” Scholar Xian Gong guessed.