Chapter Twenty-One: The Limit

  The barbarian was shocked and stared at Bai Xian'er. The person who was rumored to be taken as a disciple by Danfeng Laozu was actually Bai Xian'er?

  Bai Xian'er shrank her head, seemingly intimidated by Mu Feng's mention of his master. She looked at Man Tian with a pitiful expression and said: "Man Tian brother, I'm afraid I have to go back now, and can only visit Man Zhu next time. This is the dan medicine I've been refining for the past few days, it will be beneficial for Man Zhu's injury. Let him take one pill every day." After finishing speaking, Bai Xian'er patted a storage bag at her waist, took out five jade bottles and handed them to Man Tian.

  The fierce eyes condensed, looking at the storage bag hanging from Baixian'er's waist, which was not eye-catching. He was shocked and thought that Baixian'er must have been favored by Danfeng Laozu to give him such a storage bag! It's worth noting that this storage bag is no ordinary object, but a special item for storing goods from the Eastern Domain cultivators, with a price so high that it's not something an average person can possess.

  Mu Feng saw the expression on Man Tian's face, his eyes were filled with disdain, but in front of Bai Xian'er he couldn't make any sarcastic remarks, so he could only look at Man Tian with a fake smile.

  Taking over Baixian'er's jade bottle, thinking that Manzhu's injury will improve, Mantian's heart is excited and can't help but express gratitude: "Baixian'er, thank you."

  "What's this? From now on, Xian'er will bring Dan medicine to Manzhu brother every month. Although it can't make him completely recover, it can make him the same as a normal person." Baixian'er covered her mouth and smiled.

  Man Tian was overjoyed and whispered: "Really?", nothing could surprise Man Tian more than the fact that Man Zhu's injuries were recovering.

  "Uh-huh. Master said that once I pass the assessment and become a core disciple, I'll be free to leave the mountain. At that time, Xian'er will make pills for Mo Zhu every day." Seeing Mo Tian like this, Bai Xian'er felt an unparalleled sweetness in her heart. Meanwhile, Mu Feng's face gradually darkened on the side.

  Baixian'er didn't notice, but Man Tian had already observed it. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Hm, before that, Baixian'er, you should focus on refining your elixirs. Hurry back now, lest you implicate your Shixiong."

  Bai Xian'er nodded slightly and looked at Man Tian with reluctance, saying: "Man Tian brother, from now on, I'll come to find you here on the first day of every month."

  "Uh-huh." Meng Tian nodded in response.

  Looking at the already distant Baixian'er, who occasionally turned back to glance around, Mo Tian's heart slightly solidified. This Mu Feng was not a good seedling, and he needed to be extra cautious in the future! Mo Tian didn't think much more about it, and instead couldn't help but dash towards Zhan Feng with a burst of energy.

  When Mantian arrived at the door, he heard a low growl coming from inside the room. This made Mantian's heart tighten, and he didn't immediately push open the door. From the sound, Mantian could tell that Manzhu was trying to sit up, but his hands and feet were all crippled and couldn't move at all! Listening to Manzhu's unwilling low growl, Mantian felt a pang in his heart. He slowly pushed open the door and walked inside.

  "Ah, Mantian, you're here!" The previous low growl disappeared the moment the door was pushed open, replaced by Mantian's words laced with a soft chuckle.

  The barbarian king only felt a huge boulder pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. His hand holding the jade bottle trembled involuntarily, and his hatred for the red dragon deepened.

  As he walked into the room, Man Tian's face was filled with a smile. He looked at Man Zhu lying on the bed, staring back at him with a radiant smile on his face. "Man Zhu, do you still remember that little girl who came to visit me when I was ill along with the leader of the Baicao tribe? She has now become a disciple of Danfeng and her status is not ordinary. Today, she sent over some medicinal pellets saying they can help your injuries heal faster." As he spoke, Man Tian sat down beside the bed, opened the jade bottle, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out. He poured out a small pellet about the size of a thumb, which was brown in color, and fed it to Man Zhu.

  "What's wrong with Bai Xian'er?" Man Zhuo looked at Man Tian in surprise and asked.

  "Really!" A warm current swept through Man Tian's heart. It was he who had accompanied Bai Xian'er to search for herbs everywhere back then!

  After swallowing the Dan medicine, Man Zhu was overjoyed, on one hand for his own sake and on the other hand for Bai Xian'er. Earlier, Bai Xian'er had helped Man Tian find herbs, a kindness that Man Zhu remembered deeply.

  Until the arrival of Xiong Hong and Xiong Yue, the two brothers, Man Tian left. He had wanted to chat with Man Zhu for a while, but thinking of Chi Long who was in seclusion made him feel restless. After Chi Long came out of seclusion, he would inevitably enter the realm of Quenching the Body, and before that, Man Tian also had to reach the same level as Quenching the Body in order to have a chance to defeat Chi Long.

  Back to the residence, the barbaric Tian couldn't wait to start forging! Xiao Guzong, every month, each disciple can receive five sword embryos and a small amount of added Xuan Sha and beast blood, iron pen to engrave the blood pattern.

  The heavy and light sounds of hammering echoed, causing Gu Tu, who was thirty feet away in the courtyard, to turn his head. The sound of Ba Tian's hammering lingered in his ears, and Gu Tu's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise. He had some skill in forging, and could tell from the sound alone how skilled someone was. What surprised him was that Ba Tian's skills were not inferior to his own. After a moment of contemplation, Gu Tu didn't look anymore and continued to forge.

  An hour later, Gu Tu inserted the sword embryo into a water bucket. After picking it up and examining it for a while, he nodded slightly in satisfaction. He loosened his hand, and the sword embryo stood upright, inserting itself into the ground. The hilt of the sword was completely submerged in the ground! This showed just how sharp the sword was. As Gu Tu listened to the rhythmic sound of forging echoing in his ears, his brow furrowed in puzzlement as he looked at Man Tian. Logically speaking, with Man Tian's skills, this sword should have been forged long ago. Why was it still being forged after an entire hour?

  Looking at the barbaric sky sinking into the forging, he kept hammering the sword embryo at an extremely fast speed, as if he had endless power to squander, which made Gu Tu even more astonished! Forging is extremely harsh on strength, and it's said that forging is like fighting, or even more cruel than fighting, testing a person's willpower, strength, and limits. Therefore, the person who forges is actually stronger than a high-level master of the same level.

  Gutu hesitated for a moment, then pulled the sword embryo out of the ground and put it back into the furnace. When the sword embryo turned bright red, Gutu placed it on top of the furnace, picked up an iron pen, and began to carve blood patterns onto the sword embryo with the beast's blood. His speed was extremely fast, and within ten breaths, he had infused the entire sword embryo with the blood patterns. He didn't stop immediately but quickly put the sword embryo back on the iron anvil and started striking it fiercely.

  This process is a test for every blacksmith, to merge the blood pattern into the sword embryo without damaging it, which tests a person's strength and skill. But Gu Tu had long been familiar with this step, and after striking the sword embryo fiercely ten times, he threw the finished sword into the water bucket. Gu Tu didn't check the quality of the finished sword, but instead turned his head to look at Mo Tian, whose speed was getting more and more frantic. His face became serious, because he couldn't see any sign of fatigue on Mo Tian's face.

  He asked himself how he couldn't be like Mo Tian, who had been tempering for so long without stopping, and yet still felt no fatigue. The gap between them was already very obvious.

  After a moment of contemplation, Gu Tu sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and seemed lost in thought.

  In the late afternoon, Gu Tu opened his eyes to find that the sound of "clang clang clang" was still echoing in his ears. He was thoroughly shocked and slightly lifted his eyelids to look at the barbaric sky in front of him. Gu Tu could hardly believe his eyes - was this barbarian still forging? Was his power endless? Even if he had infinite strength, wouldn't his body be exhausted from swinging a heavy hammer for so long?

  Taking a deep breath, Gutu's eyes flickered and his pupils constricted, it seemed that this barbarian sky was not as simple as he thought. Immediately, Gutu stopped paying attention to the barbarian sky and went into the house to prepare some food to fill his stomach! Xiao Guzong also distributed food every month, but most of them were dried meat, although they were cold and hard, the taste was good.

  By nightfall, Gu Tu did not appear, but instead studied the blood patterns alone.

  The next day, early morning!

  When Gutou woke up from his intense focus, he heard the sound of hammering in his ears. He was shocked and stood still on the spot. He quickly walked out of the room and looked at Mantian, who was still swinging his iron hammer with a slightly tired expression. Gutou took a cold breath!!!

  At this point, he couldn't help but admire Mo Tian's strength!! From the conditions of his own forging, Mo Tian had already surpassed himself by a huge margin! He took a deep breath and began to forge with all his might, refusing to be outdone.

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  Today I'll add one more chapter, tomorrow is Monday, and the ranking battle begins again. This week was a failure, only entering 21st place, but this week Han Li still wants to fight for the new book chart, brothers, help me!

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