Chapter 45: Chapter 10 First Soul Ring Skill (2)_1

Translator: 549690339

Tang San placed one hand on Grandmaster’s chest, where the Inner Strength of the Mysterious Heaven Method had recently been enhanced; he activated it and, with his left hand, pressed continuously to seal off four meridians at Grandmaster’s chest to prevent the poison from spreading. Meanwhile, his right hand began to lightly knead the area over Grandmaster’s heart, driving his blood circulation with Inner Strength to slowly force the toxins to one spot.

As the highest level of internal strength cultivation method of the Tang Sect, the Mysterious Heaven Method had a very strong detoxifying effect. It was not a fierce type of Inner Strength, but it was extremely delicate, entering Grandmaster’s body like silk threads, ensuring that no damage was left behind.

Having undone Grandmaster’s upper garment, Tang San carefully observed the black qi on his body. Under the effect of the Mysterious Heaven Method, the black qi gradually gathered and flowed towards the direction of Grandmaster’s right arm. At this point, Tang San still did not remove the cloth strips from Grandmaster’s arm.

As the poisoned blood flowed out, Grandmaster’s swollen arm slowly shrunk, and the color of the skin gradually returned to normal. A pained expression appeared on Grandmaster’s face, and he began to moan.

As the purplish-black blood slowly drained away and fresh red blood began to appear, Grandmaster’s arm also had turned somewhat pale. Only then did Tang San open the cloth strips on Grandmaster’s arm, using Inner Strength to swiftly expel the last of the toxins in one go before quickly sealing the blood vessels on Grandmaster’s arm and tying several strips of cloth from his own clothes around the wound.

The reason he didn’t rush to remove the cloth strips on Grandmaster’s arm earlier was because he feared Grandmaster might bleed too much, especially since he had been poisoned for a considerable time.

After eliminating the toxins, Tang San himself was covered in sweat. Although he had entered the second stage of the Mysterious Heaven Method, he was still not powerful, and using Inner Strength to assist in detoxification was the most draining on both Inner Strength and energy. The sense of power he had obtained from absorbing the soul ring had also become somewhat weak.

Tang San cleaned Grandmaster’s arm with clean water, then buried the small pit filled with poisoned blood with soil. With that, he completed all the tasks at hand.

Afterward, Grandmaster remained unconscious for three full days, during which he kept running a fever. Tang San could only feed him some clear water each day. To provide some nourishment to Grandmaster’s body, he even cut a chunk of tree trunk to make a small pot, boiling some meat broth with the dried meat he had brought. Since they were in the Hunting Soul Forest, Tang San dared not venture far from Grandmaster.

Fortunately, their luck wasn’t too bad. Although soul beasts occasionally passed by, most of them were ten-year soul beasts and not very aggressive, causing no trouble for Tang San.

“What happened to me?” Grandmaster awoke on the fourth day at noon.

Too weak to exert any strength, all he felt was dizziness, everything was spinning, making it difficult for him to even lift his hand.

“Teacher, you’re awake,” Tang San exclaimed in surprise, moving closer to Grandmaster and transmitting a stream of pure Inner Strength into him.

With the help of the Mysterious Heaven Method, Grandmaster’s spirits lifted slightly, and his eyes finally began to focus.

“Xiaosan, am I still alive?” Grandmaster looked at Tang San beside him in surprise.

Tang San nodded and said, “Teacher, you’re very much alive. But this time you might need to rest for a long while.”

Grandmaster struggled to turn his head to look at his right arm and said, “It was you who saved me, wasn’t it?”

Tang San scratched his head and replied, “When I was a child, Dad taught me simple ways to treat poison injuries. Seeing you unconscious, I could only try. Trying at all had a chance, like throwing a straw at a drowning man.”

“No respect for your elders, who said your teacher was a horse?” Grandmaster managed a faint smile, but his already stiff and now pale face made that smile look even uglier than a cry.

Being alive is always a beautiful thing, even for Grandmaster, who had devoted his life to the study of Martial Souls and was no exception.

Tang San chuckled and said, “Teacher, you rest for a bit. I’ll warm up some meat broth for you. Now that you’re awake, you can eat some dry food after resting a few more hours. We should also leave the Hunting Soul Forest soon as the environment here is poor, and the humid air isn’t good for your wound’s healing.”

It was as if Grandmaster suddenly remembered something, “Xiaosan, did you succeed?” To him, his research theories were even more important than his own life.

Tang San smiled and said, “Teacher, rest assured. I succeeded. Look.”

As he spoke, Tang San lifted his right hand, a faint white glow appearing on the surface of his skin. Shortly after, the deep blue Blue Silver Grass surged out from his palm. A clear yellow halo rose from his feet, circling up and down around his body, a distinctive feature of a One-ring Soul Master.

The Blue Silver Grass from before was less than half a finger wide, but now its width had increased to three fingers, and the blades were several times thicker than before, with strange patterns. Dozens of Blue Silver Grass rapidly spread outwards, their tips lifting, like many Datura snakes foraging.

There was no fishy scent of Datura snake on the Blue Silver Grass, only a faint aroma of tea, intoxicating yet filled with danger.

Grandmaster’s eyes sparkled with extreme excitement, holding back his thrill, he asked, “How is the toughness?”

Seeing is believing. To answer Grandmaster, Tang San took action. From the over ten strands of Blue Silver Grass that had left his palm, one suddenly rose and coiled around a small tree as thick as an arm, while the other end returned to Tang San’s hand. He pulled hard, and the trunk of the little tree immediately bent down, causing the Blue Silver Grass to be taut, yet it showed no sign of breaking.

“Good, this is truly wonderful. It seems my judgment was absolutely correct; after infusing the Datura snake soul ring, the Blue Silver Grass has become more resilient. If I’m not mistaken, it should also carry a certain amount of the Datura snake’s toxicity. However, what is its skill now?”