Chapter 7: The Red Bead (Seeking Recommendations and Collections)

  Qin Ming looked at Yi Chu as if he was looking at a delicious dish, and while speaking, he grasped Yi Chu's palm with his hand. A surge of energy directly sealed off Yi Chu's meridians. Meanwhile, his other hand had already taken the jade bottle and Congxue jue from Yi Chu's hands.

  Yi Chu wanted to resist, but the pressure coming from Qin Ming's body made his body unable to move. The cultivation of a fifth-grade was indeed not something that he, a third-grade cultivator, could withstand.

  "Haha, I'm so envious that Yichu Shifu was able to obtain the Xian Shifu's Congxue Jue. Go ahead and cultivate it well." As Qinming spoke, he tossed the book of Congxue Jue into Yichu's arms, then picked up the jade bottle and turned around to walk in another direction.

  Looking at Qin Ming's complacent appearance, Yi Chu clenched his fists tightly, but thinking of the huge pressure earlier, Yi Chu's fists still loosened powerlessly. With his current cultivation level, he was not a match for Qin Ming at all, and if he were to fight him head-on, it would be unwise.

  Qin Ming, I will always have to avenge this grudge!

  He picked up the book and easily turned around to head towards his room, but in that instant, a strong force came from behind him.

  Tap tap tap!

  Yi Chu took three steps back before barely regaining his balance. When he looked up, he saw a young man with a crooked eye staring at him coldly.

  "You're Yi Chu, the new disciple Teacher just took in?" The cold and arrogant voice seemed to treat Yi Chu like an ant. Yi Chu didn't like this feeling of being ignored, but someone who could remain calm and composed was at least a sixth-grade cultivator. For such a strong person, all Yi Chu could do was endure silently.

  "I am Yi Chu, who are you?" As Yi Chu's mind turned, an idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

  That man looked at Yi Chu's smiling face and his expression became even more arrogant: "I am Zhuo Lanxi, just call me Second Master."

  "So you're Second Master." Yi Chu looked at Zhuo Lanxiu with an expressionless face, as if he had found his organization.

  Zhuo Lanxi was also a little surprised at Yi Chu's appearance. He had just learned from a junior brother that his master had asked the new disciple he had just rescued to see him, and knew that this time his master would take in another disciple again. This time he came to find Yi Chu, it was because he wanted two elixirs. Originally, he had already prepared to give Yi Chu, this newcomer, a lesson, but unexpectedly, Yi Chu looked at him as if he were seeing an old friend.

  Have you ever seen him?

  "Second Master, are you referring to those three Dust-Washing Pills?"

  "What about Xī Chén Dān?" Zhū Lán Xī asked directly.

  "Xī chén dān has already been taken away by Qin Ming shī xiōng." Yì Chǔ said this, with an innocent face, looked at Zhuó Lán Xī and asked: "Second Shī Xiōng, didn't Qin Ming Shī Xiōng go find you?"

  Being able to mix with Second Master, this kind of thing has naturally been experienced many times. Zhuo Lanxi gave a cold hum and nodded at Yi Chu who was somewhat dazed, thinking in his heart that he was really stupid! The person had already flashed like lightning towards one direction.

  Watching Zhuo Lanxi's departing figure, Yi Chu's mouth revealed a faint smile.

  Inside the mountain cave where Yi Chu lived, there was still no one. He hastily tidied up the cave and took out the Blood Condensation Manual that Xue Mingzi had given him. This manual was very thin, it could be said to be just a few pages of paper.

  "Essence of blood, foundation of the body, coagulation and refinement method, a long life is in sight..." As soon as he saw these opening words, Yi Chu's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this Blood Coagulation Technique was indeed extraordinary.

  He stabilized his mind once again and looked at the Cong Blood Manual. As he flipped through page after page, Yichu's face changed constantly. Although Yichu was a knowledgeable person, he found this Cong Blood Manual to be abstruse and difficult to understand no matter how he looked at it.

  Condensing one's own blood energy, through the condensation of blood energy, to enhance the body's strength, how can this be so different from the Qigong method of Python Bull Qi? It seems that I have grasped some of the doorways of Easy Chu, but my heart still has some doubts.

  The door was violently kicked open with a loud "bang", and Meng Zhan supported Qin Ming, who had collapsed into a heap, as they walked in.

  "Little brat, have you gone blind? Hurry up and come help me!" Mo Mengzhan's anger flared even more as he saw Yi Chu sitting there motionless, and he shouted loudly.

  Looking at Qin Ming's appearance, Yi Chuxuan immediately understood what was going on. However, he still concealed the sneer in his heart and put on a surprised expression, saying: "Meng Shixiong, Gao Shixiong, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now, how did you become like this?"

  Meng Zhan was about to say something, but with a mouth that seemed to be saying one thing and another, he lightly said: "Master Gao doesn't have anything major going on, it's just that earlier while walking, he accidentally bumped into a big tree! He only got some minor external injuries."

  A master who had cultivated to the fifth rank was knocked unconscious by a big tree, and this dazed brain of Meng Zhan's wasn't easy to use. Yi Chu hurriedly helped Meng Zhan, and together they supported Qin Ming onto the bed.

  After everything was arranged, Yi Chu was driven out by Meng Zhan. No, to be exact, he should say that he was moved to a new place, a dark cave that was ten times more simple than this one, which was originally used for stacking weeds. Now in Meng Zhan's mouth, it had become Yi Chu's room.

  This cave is a world of difference compared to the previous one, but Yi Chu's heart was very satisfied. Because although this cave is broken, it is enough to hide.

  It's broken, so few people pay attention to it, and even fewer come. What Yichu needs now is quietness. After simply cleaning up the cave, Yichu sat down on the pile of weeds.

  To survive, one must have extraordinary strength. While the Blood Soul Scripture passed down by the Blood Soul Child can increase one's power, relying on it to escape from the Blood Soul Child is simply a pipe dream and unrealistic. Yi Chu's only hope now lies in this mysterious gourd.

  He took out the gourd that had not been used for many days from his pocket and gently stroked it for a while. The icy cold feeling made him feel very comfortable. For fear of being noticed by Meng Zhan and Qin Ming, Yi Chu had not taken out this small gourd for several days.

  Put the gourd on the weeds, Yi Chu carefully lay down on the gourd, so if someone came, they would see Yi Chu sleeping, and no one would know what he was doing at this time.

  In the blink of an eye, Yichu's mind had slowly merged into the gourd. At the moment his spirit entered the gourd, Yichu found that his body was now standing on top of the Wild Boar King's soul.

  "How did this Wild Boar King become so much smaller?" Yi Chu looked at the Wild Boar King's seemingly clearer soul, his heart full of doubts.

  The body of the wild boar king walked a few steps in the dark and eerie fog, and Yi Chu suddenly thought of the rooster's soul. When he switched to the rooster's soul, Yi Chu clearly remembered that he was not far from the wild boar's soul, but now, he couldn't see it at all?

  Maybe I remembered it wrong? No way. Yi Chu, unwilling to give up, thought about the direction of the rooster's soul and walked over again.

  No, still no. It seems that the soul of this rooster has really flown to who-knows-where. The space inside this gourd is mysterious beyond compare; it's not impossible that the rooster's soul flew somewhere else. Just as Yi Chu was about to give up, a faint red glow suddenly startled him.

  Twisting the wild boar king's massive pig head, Yichu arrived in front of the red light. Gently stretching out his pig hooves, Yichu discovered a small round ball that looked like a pearl, and the red light was coming from the top of the pearl.

  With a gentle touch of the pig's trotter, Yi Chu wanted to see what the sphere was, but having used the Wild Boar King's soul for not too long, Yi Chu seemed to have forgotten the difference between the Wild Boar King and humans. With just one touch, the little ball rolled into the gray mist with a gurgling sound and disappeared from sight.

  Yi Chu, who was deeply disappointed in his heart, searched everywhere but couldn't find the little round ball again in the thick fog. After dragging the body of the wild boar king for a long time, he still couldn't find the little round ball or the rooster, and Yi Chu only felt a wave of fatigue in his mind.

  Hurriedly recalling his spirit from the Wild Boar King's body, Yi Chu felt that his own spirit was much better than before. Looking at the dark sky outside, Yi Chu took out a small gourd from the weeds.

  What secrets did this calabash hold? How did it become the calabash for Father to store wine in? Playing with the small calabash in his hand, Yi Chu searched his memories about this calabash, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't think of any extraordinary aspects of this calabash.

  "Probably Father would never have thought that this wine-drinking gourd is also a rare treasure."

  Yi Chu let out a long sigh and casually opened the gourd lid. The black gourd, in the instant the lid was opened, "whooshed" as a red light shot out, and a small, round bead-like object fell into Yi Chu's hand.

  PS: New book is running naked, brothers cheer and refuel! Push collection to be more intense!