My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Chapter 19: That is A Great Loss!

Yang Yi was not bothered by their reactions.

Why were they gathered here instead of cultivating?

As he subconsciously glanced into the distance, he noticed someone cultivating under the devil suppression tree!

It was the same person he saw the last time he was here.

"Has that person been sitting there cross-legged for a month?!"

Yang Yi could not believe it.

The other person's posture was exactly the same as before.

He resembled a meditating old monk!

"Senior Brother Zhao Heng is handsome."

"You're so shallow. He's much more than that!"

"I heard from a certain Court Master's evaluation that among this batch of disciples, the first one to enter the Sati Transformation might not be Senior Brother Liu Yang, but Senior Brother Zhao Heng, who's catching up to him."

"But Senior Brother Zhao Heng is still at the second level of the Strength Entry realm, the Cauldron Assembling stage. He's still far from breaking through to the Sati Transformation realm."

"There's nothing to be worried about. With Senior Brother Zhao Heng's aptitudes, breaking through would be as easy as drinking water."

The girls had infatuated expressions on their faces.

Yang Yi got the information he wanted.

So, this person was Zhao Heng!

He found the name familiar, but he had never met the person before.

"So, the Crimson Afterglow Technique ended up with obstructed meridians after cultivating with him?"

Yang Yi frowned slightly. There was nothing unusual about Zhao Heng at the moment. He continued up the mountain.

He found the spiritual medicine that Zhuang Chenglu needed from the herbal field, and hurried back to the pill room.

"Senior Sister Zhuang, here's the medicine you wanted."

Yang Yi handed over a cloth bag.

The money for picking the medicine was paid for with his contribution points.

As long as he could get the dragon blood pills, this amount of money was nothing.

"What took you so long? You almost ruined it!"

Zhuang Chenglu opened the cloth bag to check.

"About my pills..."

Yang Yi moved his lips.

"Can't you see that I'm cultivating them? I haven't slept for three days and three nights while cultivating the dragon blood pills."

Zhuang Chenglu glanced at him. She did not seem to be in a good mood.

Because of this, Yang Yi did not say anything more. He bowed and waited quietly outside the room.

Zhuang Chenglu closed the outer door of the pill room.

"Hey, Big Brother, there you are!"

Yang Yi was waiting for his pills when a child suddenly appeared beside him.

It was Zhang Xiaohu!

"Are you alright?"

Yang Yi was surprised.

It had only been five days!

It seemed that Zhuang Chenglu's methods were indeed impressive.

"Sister Zhuang's pills were very effective. I feel much better now."

Zhang Xiaohu was as thin as a monkey, but his spirit was much better than before.

As he spoke, he took out a black pill from his pocket and swallowed it, just like eating candy.

"Sister Zhuang said that I mustn't stop taking my medicine."

Zhang Xiaohu saw that Yang Yi was staring at the pill, so he explained.

"Can you show me the medicine?"

Yang Yi remembered Zhuang Chenglu's condition of agreeing to save Zhang Xiaohu.

"Here!"

Zhang Xiaohu tossed one toward him.

"You're not going to hit me anymore?"

The first time Yang Yi met Zhang Xiaohu in Wumei Village, the boy attacked him with a bamboo knife.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother. I wanted to apologize to you for that."

Zhang Xiaohu scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "At that time, I was thinking that if you had not appeared, my grandfather wouldn't have brought me up the mountain, so I vented my anger on you."

"Then do you hate your grandfather now?"

Yang Yi was not so petty that he would hold this against a child.

"Of course I don't hate him. On the contrary, I feel rather sorry for him. He originally had the chance to break through to the Blood Refining stage, but in the end, he spent all his money on me. I can't blame him for listening to that Taoist and for making me drink the dew of the ghost weed."

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head, and then looked at Yang Yi. He said softly, "You might not know this, Big Brother, but I was the one who took the initiative to drink the dew. It was grandpa who hesitated. At that time, I thought that it would be best if I could treat my illness. If I died from the poison instead, then my grandparents wouldn't have to work so hard! I'd also be relieved!"

"Uh..."

Did he get the wrong idea about the incident?

However, Zhang Xiaohu's eyes were clearly filled with hatred back then.

Yang Yi shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

If Zhang Xiaohu drank the dew willingly, then Zhang Jiu did not deserve that kick from Zhuang Chenglu.

"Well, it's good that you're recovered now. Your grandfather will be very happy to hear about this," Yang Yi smiled and comforted him.

"But Sister Zhuang said that I should stay behind to test her medicine and repay her for saving my life." Zhang Xiaohu shrugged.

As he spoke, he took out a pill from his pocket and swallowed it.

"Do you know what it means to be testing medicine?" Yang Yi asked blankly.

"It means that whether it's good or bad, it's all up to the heavens' will. I'm someone who died once anyway. I'm lucky enough to live another day. It's Sister Zhuang who saved my life. I'll do whatever she wants me to do."

Zhang Xiaohu had a cheerful disposition that transcended his age.

Yang Yi sighed.

They dropped the topic.

In the evening, a bright yellow lantern was lit in the Harmony Court.

Zhuang Chenglu opened the door of the pill room and walked out.

Her lips had lost the color of blood, and there were stains of sweat on the lapels of her clothes.

"Here are dragon blood pills. Take them!"

She stuffed a warm wooden box into Yang Yi's hands.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhuang."

Yang Yi noticed that Zhuang Chenglu's eyes were bloodshot.

Just as the rumors said, the cultivation process of the dragon blood pills was complicated.

"I have never broken a promise. These dragon blood pills are fresh out of the cauldron. They need a day to rest and lock in the medicinal effects. Don't be impatient," Zhuang Chenglu reminded him.

"Understood."

Yang Yi had always been a patient person.

After thanking her again, he left in a hurry.

"Sister Zhuang, I was taking the medicine seriously just now!"

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and jumped in front of Zhuang Chenglu.

Zhuang Chenglu watched Yang Yi leave.

"Okay, here's the next medicine! After you finish this, you can leave the mountain tomorrow!"

She took out another wooden box.

"Huh? Wasn't I supposed to be testing medicine forever?"

Zhang Xiaohu was very confused. It had only been five days. He thought that he would not be able to leave without 20 to 30 years.

"Your physique is too weak for any medicine to work on you. Why do you still want to test the medicine? I'm going to suffer a great loss!"

Zhuang Chenglu finished her sentence angrily and locked herself inside the pill room.

...

Yang Yi returned to the wooden hut.

He opened the attribute panel.

Host: Yang Yi

Realm: Blood Refining (417/500)

Spirit accumulation points: 1,200

Learned martial arts: Crimson Afterglow Technique, Mountain-hugging Fist

Pending martial arts: None

Number of scans: 1

He did not request any feedback from the Crimson Afterglow Technique in the past few days, so the increase in his experience points was limited.

However, in order to create the illusion that he was talented in cultivating the Mountain-hugging Fist, he requested feedback reports from the technique 10 times a day for the past five days. To Xu Menghua, the fruits of Yang Yi's cultivation were visible.

"I need to wait a day before I can take the dragon blood pills. Should I request feedback from the Crimson Afterglow Technique today?"

Yang Yi touched the warm wooden box. He was very tempted, but in the end, he held it in.

He practiced punches in the courtyard for a while.

The countdown for the martial arts' auto-feedback had reached zero.

[Your Mountain-hugging Fist has improved after a day of hard work. Experience +1.]

[When your Crimson Afterglow Technique was cultivating on the cliff, it was disturbed by the external environment. Its cultivation did not improve at all. After some investigation, it found traces of Demonic Qi leaking from the bottom of the cliff!]

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