Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 365: Jade Snow Spiritual Ginseng!
Indeed, healing injuries and curing diseases do not solely rely on rare and precious treasures; it's all about finding the right remedy. Similarly, when it comes to defeating the enemy, it's not just about super moves or killing techniques, but rather about identifying and exploiting the opponent's weaknesses. Even ordinary techniques can work wonders!
As Chu Yang thought this, he felt his understanding of martial arts deepen even further. He flew through the forest, deftly leaping among the towering trees, moving like the wind.
The tip of the Nine Calamity Sword rested on his index finger, stretching out eagerly to probe the surroundings.
It seemed that the sword knew this was a life-and-death moment for its master, showing no signs of complacency. Thus, regardless of what herbs it discovered, it guided Chu Yang towards them with a hunger that refused to be picky, absorbing everything in its path without letting anything slip by.
Poisonous or non-poisonous, useful or useless; even common herbs like polygonatum, angelica, and others were entirely consumed. As for ginseng, reishi, and fo-ti… none of them were spared either…
Sometimes, whenever he absorbed an ordinary herb, Chu Yang could sense the sword's grievance and resentment.
It had probably been tens of thousands of years since the Nine Calamity Sword had been this indiscriminate in its hunger. This sword had always only absorbed rare and precious materials… It was like a person used to fine delicacies now having to eat nothing but vegetables and tofu every day…
No wonder it felt wronged.
Behind him, the rustling sound had already grown distant. Along with the vague sounds of angry shouts, the pursuers were not far behind.
Chu Yang frowned slightly; amidst the rapid dash, he quickly seized a few inconspicuous blades of grass and traversed three miles in the blink of an eye. In his hands, he had already gathered a sizable bundle of grass.
He crushed it fiercely, silently forming it into a ball, and with another forceful squeeze, drops of thick green juice dripped down. Chu Yang caught them in his palm, applying it all over his body, face, and head…
He smeared a layer on his skin, then also stained his clothes.
Then he kept repeating the same motion, extracting grass juice into the Nine Calamity Space until he had collected nearly a barrel's worth, enough for a dozen uses, before stopping.
This was a necessary consideration for survival in the mountains. The scent emitted by a human's body was inherently different from the fresh mountain air. Moreover, during vigorous running… and considering that his blood could emit that deadly fragrance of orchids at any moment…
The smell of grass, on the other hand, was the most natural aroma in the world. Whether it was tree sap or medicinal herbs, none could compare to the natural scent of grass. Moreover, it could mask all other smells.
As Chu Yang was running, the tip of the Nine Calamity Sword suddenly trembled with excitement, almost wanting to break free from his fingers, pointing in one direction.
He looked and saw a canyon just a dozen zhang away. He couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Little fellow, the pursuers are right behind us. Even if there are good things there, if we go down and then try to come back up, we won't be able to escape!"
The Nine Calamity Sword ignored him, insistently pointing towards that direction.
Feeling restless under its insistence, Chu Yang had no choice but to change his course and raced towards the canyon. When he arrived, he was taken aback: this wasn't a canyon at all; it was clearly a sheer cliff! Fog engulfed it, and he had no idea how deep it was.
From behind, the rustling noises drew closer. Suddenly, a voice shouted, "Who goes there? Halt!" Following that, several figures rushed towards him. Before they even arrived, a few flashes of cold light sliced through the air.
The force was urgent; it seemed to be experts from the Golden Horse Knights Hall.
Chu Yang snorted coldly and countered, deflecting the flying daggers with two quick slaps. In the next moment, his body leaped up, a cold light flashing in his eyes. A beam of sword light erupted in a thousand glimmers of cold radiance, howling forth!