Chapter Fourteen: Mysterious Liquid

  "Whoa!" Han Li raised one hand high into the air, clenching his fist as he excitedly let out a loud cry.

  At this time, his childish temperament was revealed without a doubt.

  It seems that his hypothesis was correct: the closed doors and windows hindered the bottle's attraction to the white light threads, only in open spaces without obstructions did the bottle's ability to attract the light threads become stronger, and the larger the cluster of light it could form.

  Although it is unknown where these light threads come from? What's the use of the bottle sucking in these small light spots? But this distance has lifted the veil, and it should be a big step forward.

  Han Li felt that he was about to unlock the secret of the bottle, which made him even more excited now.

  It wasn't until the sky was about to brighten that the glow around the bottle gradually dissipated, and it returned to its calm state.

  During this time, Han Li was observing the changes in the bottle on one side, while also being mindful of his surroundings, lest he be discovered by others.

  He bent down and picked up the bottle, examining it briefly.

  It's no different from before, the bottle cap is still tight and can't be opened.

  Han Li was disappointed, but seeing that it was getting late, he reluctantly put the bottle away.

  He also had to hurry back to the stone room to meditate and practice his skills.

  For several nights in a row, at a certain hour every night, the bottle would exhibit the same strange phenomenon. Countless rays of light, like moths to a flame, were drawn to the bottle and then transformed into numerous small points of light that were greedily swallowed by the bottle.

  Just as Han Li thought this phenomenon would continue to occur on the bottle every day, a change occurred on the eighth day.

  When Han Li arrived at the old place, after taking out the bottle and putting it in a good position, this phenomenon of absorbing light points only lasted for half a minute before stopping. Next, the dark green floral pattern on the body of the bottle suddenly emitted dazzling green light, and several golden texts and symbols appeared on the surface of the bottle. These strange characters had a soft structure, with strokes that were both peculiar and ancient, containing an indescribable flavor of the ancient times, constantly flashing and moving non-stop on the surface of the bottle.

  This strange phenomenon only lasted for a moment, and then it all disappeared, leaving behind several golden characters protruding from the surface of the bottle, as if everything had returned to its original starting point.

  After these strange events on the bottle, Han Li was no longer as shocked and amazed by these strange phenomena as he had been at first. Even if something even more bizarre were to happen on the bottle, it would not astonish him much.

  He carelessly picked up the bottle and subconsciously tried to open the cap.

  The cap came off the bottle lightly and effortlessly.

  Can't believe it! Han Li stared at the bottle cap in his hand in surprise.

  Is it really that effortless, without any skill or effort, to solve this difficult problem, this great trouble that I couldn't get rid of for several days?

  When Han Li confirmed that what was happening in front of him was indeed real, the secret of the bottle had already been placed under his eyelids. He could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, and he put his eyes to the mouth of the bottle and looked inside.

  Inside the bottle, a drop of green liquid about the size of a soybean was slowly rolling around, casting a green glow on the entire inner wall of the bottle.

  What is this?

  Han Li was somewhat disappointed, having gone to great lengths only to obtain such an uninteresting thing.

  He dejectedly tightened the bottle cap, put it in his leather bag, and turned to walk back to his dwelling, the excitement and thrill from just now thrown far away.

  Although he had opened the bottle cap, the result was very unsatisfactory.

  Han Li was ready. After a while, when he had nothing to do and was feeling bored, he would come again to explore the secrets of this green liquid. Who knows, maybe it would give him a little surprise!

  Now all he needs to do is go back and have a good sleep, making up for lost sleep. For the past few days, he has not been able to sleep well every night, which greatly reduces his efficiency in practicing during the day, and his lack of energy has already led to some inquiries from Mo Daifu.

  Since Han Licheng became Mo Daifu's direct disciple and broke through the first layer of oral secrets, he always felt that he had lost his motivation to practice this oral secret. Moreover, the effect of practicing this oral secret was so unsatisfactory that it was hard for him to muster up the spirit to continue practicing.

  Mo Dai Fu severely scolded him for this.

  However, when it was time for practice, he still felt drowsy and listless, without any energy or spirit.

  This situation made Mo Daifu somewhat frantic, wondering if he had taken in the wrong person.

  As soon as he thought of this, Han Li also felt a bit wronged, he didn't want to be like this, but people are really not in the right state.

  What Han Li did not expect was that on the second day after he woke up from his sleep, he once again proactively and wholeheartedly threw himself into crazy cultivation.

  The reason he did this was just a light remark made by Mo Dafu.

  "Every time I improve my skills by one level, I will double the amount of silver that should be given to you each month." Mo Dafu finally saw Han Li's desire for wealth and found a solution from the root. With just a few simple words, he tied him to the chariot of desperate cultivation.

  In the following days, Han Li worked hard to cultivate the next layer of incantation.

  Every day, from morning to noon and from noon to evening, he would enter the stone chamber twice a day to meditate and practice martial arts, living a monotonous and dull life, putting everything else behind him.

  Mo Daifu, in order to let him focus on his cultivation without being disturbed by external things, temporarily closed the entire Shen Shou Valley to the outside world. Even medical treatment was conducted outside the valley, and daily necessities were not allowed to trouble him at all.

  The matter of the bottle was gradually forgotten by Han Li.

  Autumn goes and winter comes, spring passes and summer arrives.

  Time flies, four years have passed, and Han Li is already fourteen years old.

  He grew into a swarthy, taciturn village youth. In appearance, he was no different from other ordinary farm boys, equally unnoticeable, neither handsome nor elegant.

  He shuttled back and forth between the stone room - his residence, and the residence - the stone room every day. Occasionally, he would go to Mo Daifu's place to learn some medical skills, and then flip through various books in his house. In this way, the entire valley became his whole world, and his mantra was naturally practiced to the third level.