Chapter 123: Super Volcanic Medicine Suppresses Demon Eight Battles
What is this thing? It actually tightens automatically. With a stern brow, the demon-suppressing crab line bursts with force, and the body twists and turns to push both arms outward. Still unable to break open the net by even a hair, instead the more it struggles, the black net shrinks even tighter.
"Don't struggle, this is something I asked Uncle Blake to make for you." Orla walked up with a light step, holding a pale yellow "volcanic potion" that emitted a sweet fragrance and squatted in front of Gan Jing: "I know you'll resist, so I specially customized these from Blake, come..." Open your mouth.
Uncle Blake? The iron master's forging technique was right in front of him, and it was pitch black. He could actually make the metal mesh so soft yet so tough, probably can't figure it out at all.
Qianjin looked at Orlala, who was holding a volcanic potion in one hand and a black but very hard flat-bottomed pot in the other, and wisely chose to compromise by opening his mouth.
Fighter! Qianjin has forged a kitchen knife, and the fighter went to Lukas' place to kick the scene. It feels extremely luxurious. Black actually forged a fighter-level flat-bottomed pot for Orla! This thing is obviously not used for stir-frying. If you don't open your mouth obediently, the bottom of the pot will definitely greet your mouth, and it will keep greeting until you open your mouth.
Pain! Heart-wrenching pain! Dry and taut face suddenly turned bright red, staring at Orlala in shock and seeking answers. This pain is not right! Yesterday's medicine was painful to death, but today's medicine is even more overbearing, several times more tyrannical than yesterday's "volcanic potion"!
"Did you feel it?" Eulala's face lit up with joy: "This is yesterday's volcanic medicine, an enhanced version. I added the essence of explosive fruit to it, and now it seems like I've added just the right amount."
Qian Jin's eyes widened as he stared at Orlala. He didn't have the slightest strength to argue with this crazy mysterious pharmacist, and even if he did, it would be better spent suppressing the pain brought by the "Volcanic Potion". Wasting his energy talking to this woman was just foolish.
Three hours... Qianjin felt like he was being torn into countless fragments, reassembled, and then thrown into a meat grinder for another stir-fry. After recombining, he was put in a lava bath, his physical strength and Dou Qi clearly increased again, but that feeling of dying and living. The iron will of Qianjin also made him think back in fear.
"Come on, be good. Drink this down." After pouring the memory medicine into Qianjin's mouth, Orlala poured a basin of restorative medicine over his body: "Alright, you can go learn from the foolish pharmacist now."
With a weary body, he once again headed to "Adams' Apothecary" and spent three hours reading the first volume of "The Complete Book of Medicinal Herbs".
Woke up, Qianjin brought two girls again, and went to the Extreme Ice Lake once more.
Cycling through the seasons, Qianjin is in the enclosed four-season valley. Every day, he wakes up to go to the Extreme Ice Lake or the Blazing Flame Lake for a soak, then on his way back to the cave entrance, he finds a piece of Doushi from the mine pit. Finally, he returns to the mountain cave, puts on his Ji Fa hat and goes back to the Endless World. There, he undergoes Black's forging training and Orla's strange medicine torture. Every time he approaches the mysterious pharmacy, Qianjin wonders if he will return to the starry sky. Then, he goes to Adams' place to read his "Herbal Plant Encyclopedia".
The self-rising moon falls, two years of time, a snap of the fingers. The winter in the four-season valley is also nearing its end, and the accumulated snow as hard as stone is also constantly melting with the approaching spring of the four-season valley.
The snow that had accumulated at the entrance of the valley due to avalanches was decreasing rapidly every day, and the ground at the entrance of the valley had already become wet and muddy.
Qianjin stood at the mouth of the valley where the snow was melting, silently sighing to himself. Tomorrow, the snow here would probably melt down to his knees. It's really time to leave.
Shui Lianying stood not far behind Qian Jin, gazing at his back with a multitude of emotions in her heart. Two years had passed since they arrived in this mountain valley, and the boy who was once full of vigor but still slightly immature had undergone an unimaginable transformation. Not only had he grown tall and robust, but his strength had also reached the pinnacle of a demon-slaying warrior, as described by the old man - the power of the Nine Wars! And he wasn't even nineteen yet... Bi Luo held the half-human horse's magic core in her hands, quietly continuing her meditation. Although her spiritual power had progressed slowly compared to many talented young mages, she had still managed to cultivate the ability to enter and exit meditation at will, thanks to following Qian Jin on his travels.
Simply comparing the proficiency of entering and exiting meditation, even great mages can't be mentioned in the same breath as Bì Luò. However, she spent a green-skinned three-armed gorilla's magic core and added one-fifth of a centaur's magic core, only to reach the level of a fifth-grade magic student, not even touching the qualifications of a magician, let alone catching up with the great mage Huáng Quán's realm.
"Let's go." Gan Jing turned his back to the mountain valley entrance, carrying a giant sword that was almost as long as his body, and had a "Moon Shooting Bow" on his back, which he had made from iron ore collected around four weeks ago. He quickly walked towards the Flame Extreme Ice Lake: "Today I'll try to see if I can enter the center of the Flame Extreme Ice Lake, and attempt what Teacher said, that half of it is..."
A misty lakeside. The old man didn't make the three of them wait for an hour like usual, but instead changed into a particularly clean set of clothes, his hands clasped behind him as he gazed out at the vast Flame Lake, his entire being emitting an aura that was subtly different from usual.
Qianjin looked at the old man's back, and his heart let out a soft sigh. After being together for so long, he had really come to regard the old man as family. It was truly hard for him to bear the thought of leaving, and he called out to the old man to leave together.
"How is that possible?" Qian Jin lightly shook his head, silently scolding himself for being foolish. If this old man wanted to leave, when couldn't he just leave? Although he didn't know why the old man didn't want to leave, it was clear that he really didn't want to leave this place.
The old man stood facing the fiery lake, his low voice tinged with a hint of melancholy as he said: "There will always be times of separation. Just remember to come back and visit this old fellow sometimes."
"Oh." A low, crisp voice responded, footsteps slightly heavier than usual, slowly walking to a position not far behind the old man. The demonic energy of the Nine Battles exploded with full force, in an instant, his body vanished from its original location. His foot sole tore through the air, making a "pa pa pa" sound like waves crashing against the shore, kicking towards the old man's buttocks!
These years, Qian Jin has been kicked into the lake by the old man countless times. Now that he's about to leave, he wants to give his master some unforgettable memories.
The old man's wrist shook, and the mud on the shore flew wildly under the force. His body swayed to the right, but his left buttock still didn't dodge the dry and powerful kick...
Bang! Splash
The old man's buttocks took the hit, his body did a somersault in mid-air, like a huge boulder falling into water, splashing up a gigantic wave.
"It's boiling hot." The old man emerged from the water with a majestic aura, looking at Qian Jing and saying: "You little brat, you're really an oddball. The highest divine energy conversion of the Nine Battles of Demon Subduing is between 1,280 to 2,650 conversions, but your divine energy conversion just now was probably over 3,000 conversions, right?"
"Three thousand five hundred, fluctuating up and down by about twenty degrees." Qian Jin stretched out his hand to pull the old man ashore and said: "Master, this time I came to tell you that I really have to leave."
"I knew it." The old man looked at his wet clothes and smiled calmly: "From the moment I saw you, I knew you couldn't stay here forever. And having learned my Wind Cloud Fist, how could you die an old man in this place? Kid, wait a bit and I'll give you another gift, then get out of the valley, complete what you want to complete, and tell the world that it's not just those with awakened bloodlines who can become great warriors."
He nodded heavily, and when parting, there is always a little melancholy emotion that makes people not want to say too many words.
"Come with me." The old man shook off most of the lake water from his clothes: "This gift, you've been working on it yourself, I've prepared it for almost two years now. It's about time I gave it to you."
Qianjin furrowed his brow and thought hard, what had he done?
Two years, Qian Jin came to this four-season valley. It was the first time he saw the old man's house, which was just a simple wooden hut with a door in front of it. A tree with golden fruit hanging from its branches swayed gently in the breeze.
"Oh! I remember!" Qian Jin slapped his forehead and pointed at the Magic Copper Chain Tree: "This thing, is something that I almost lost my life to get back."
The old man smiled faintly: "You still remember."
"This can't be forgotten." Qian Jin's head shook back and forth like a rattle drum: "Three months ago, I almost became that thing's dinner. Master, you're really ruthless, making me steal the tree during my third trial to subdue the demon."
Two girls let out a soft laugh at the same time. Three months ago, Qianjin successfully entered the Demon-Slaying Eight Realms. Suddenly remembering that there was still a Moon Demon Flower on the mountain, she decided to go get the demon core for her own use. With excitement, she took up her horse-slaying knife and went up the mountain. As a result, she was chased by the Moon Demon Spider, which never left its territory within 500 meters, for a full distance of 3,000 meters. Her pants were torn with a big hole on her buttocks before she barely escaped.
Until the real fight, Qian Jin only knew that the Moon Demon Spider's strength was much stronger than he had imagined, this demon beast had a special ability to hide its true power.
Even if he had entered the Nine Wars of Demon Suppression, Qian Jin was no longer interested in exchanging pleasantries with Yue Mo Hua, and only occasionally thought about the extremely valuable demon core within her body.
After finishing the first chapter, my daughter pounced on me like an octopus. The three-year-old girl is very lively and we played games together for almost two hours. I'm exhausted with a sore waist and legs, but she's still full of energy. My wife took over to play with her, giving me time to upload this. Later, I'll go accompany the kids in the villa - haha, I'm the high-rise building, and they're the villas!
It's been a long time since I took my daughter to the amusement park. Today, I plan to take her out for a few hours of fun and then come back to work!
Finally, ask for a monthly ticket!

