The Great Wild God - Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Dazzling Potential
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Different youths had different endurance under the invisible force field emitted by the Barbarian Remnant Statue.

Zong Ya had already comprehended the Barbarian Soul, and he had absorbed the True Blood of the Sly Beast and the medicinal power of the meat soup to the fullest extent.

Among his peers, Zong Ling had endured much longer. The others had retreated, and he was in a state of mystery and madness. He raised his spear dance song around the altar, his face solemn, devout, and his naked body glowed faintly.

Looking at Grandpa Zongtu, Zong Sang, and the others, there was joy in their eyes as they looked at Zong Ling. Chen Xun thought to himself that Zong Ling should be currently enlightening the Barbarian Soul …

Zong Ya stopped and didn’t rush out to drink meat soup. Instead, he waited for Zong Ling to enlighten the Barbarian Soul.

Chen Xun had a dark feeling that he would work even harder in the future. When he opened his spiritual sea, he could only visualize a phantom of the Nine Nether Barbarian Soul. At this time, Zong Ling, who was only twelve years old, had extraordinary talent. No wonder Zong Sang’s mouth was about to smile.

After a while, Zong Ling’s pace gradually slowed down, as if he was under 10,000 jin of pressure. Blood and sweat seeped out from his face, neck, and chest. It seemed that he was still a long way from reaching the last step.

Seeing that Zong Ling was about to lose support, Wu Gong Zong Tu, who was standing on the altar watching everything closely, raised his bone staff and knocked on Zong Ling’s forehead, waking him up.

Zong Sang anxiously walked over and asked,

“What do you see in your heart?”

Zong Ling weakly said, “Light, blinding light, you can’t even open your eyes …”

“Enough. Since you have sensed everything, cultivate for a period of time and you will be able to truly cultivate the Barbarian Soul.” Zong Tu picked up Zong Ling, who was paralyzed into meat paste, and asked Zong Sang to feed him the meat soup.

Chen Xun thought to himself, so Zong Ling still couldn’t possess a savage soul. The illusion he had seen in his sea of consciousness was much clearer than the dazzling light that Zong Ling had seen in his heart.

“Your kid is amazing. Whether or not the Black Python can leave the Heavenly Wildlands will fall on your kid and Zong Ya.” A group of barbarian martial artists couldn’t help but surround Zong Sang with admiration and joy.

Zong Sang’s big mouth had already grinned to his ears, “Hehe, hehe, this brat is also this stupid. If it weren’t for the fact that he had taken a few drops of True Blood from the Dark Scaled Sly’s body this time, I don’t know when he would have been able to enlighten the Barbarian Soul …”

“Bless me first!” A group of barbarian martial artists said.

Chen Xun was speechless when he saw the devout expressions on the faces of these barbarians.

The people of the Black Python Tribe truly worship Xian Man to the extent of blind faith. I used my old nose to drag Wu Lin Sly back, alright?

After drinking the meat soup, Zong Ling quickly regained his composure. After resting with Zong Ya for a while, he walked up the altar with the other children and underwent the tempering of the invisible force field.

Evidently, Zong Ya, Zong Ling, and the others had absorbed more and more of the medicinal power of the meat soup.

At that moment, Chen Xun had the illusion that Zong Ya and Zong Ling had grown taller.

Maybe it’s not an illusion.

Then, some of the elementary-level barbarian martial artists who had already reached adulthood but had yet to comprehend the Barbarian Soul stepped forward to receive the tempering of the Remnant Elephant Battle Flag.

Their growth space was limited. They only ate one or two bowls of meat soup. After refining the medicinal power, they walked out of the beast pen.

“Come, drink a bowl and then go to the altar.” Zong Sauna took a bowl of meat soup and handed it to Chen Xun. He pointed at his head and said to him, “Let your mind be empty. Don’t think about anything …”

Chen Xun naturally knew that when his body and mind were in sync, he had no thoughts or thoughts. Even if he didn’t possess a barbaric soul, he could refine his body in an invisible force field and temper it more effectively.

Ordinary people would not be able to casually enter the Realm of Silence without thinking, but it would still be helpful if they tried their best to keep their bodies and minds empty.

Chen Xun saw that Zong Sang had kindly reminded him not to say anything, and the bowl he handed over was obviously bigger. He smiled gratefully at him. He didn’t expect that he still had such a delicate mind.

Chen Xun took the pottery bowl and drank the fragrant meat soup. When he entered his throat, the medicinal power transformed into a surging heat stream that scattered into the bones. He stepped onto the altar and felt as if he was walking into a lake filled with viscous liquid, making it difficult for him to walk.

Unexpectedly, the altar was the core of the invisible force field. The pressure on the edge was still light, and the more he walked towards the center of the altar, the greater the pressure on his body.

The muscles, bones, flesh, and blood in his body were all being squeezed at the same time. The medicinal power scattered into the hundred bones was about to boil. Indeed, he did not need to possess a savage soul to temper his muscles and bones, and his qi and blood had also vaguely become purer.

Chen Xun saw Zong Ya sitting under the animal skin remnant statue looking at him with his eyes open, and walked towards him. He felt that the invisible force field beneath the animal skin remnant statue was more than ten times stronger than the edge of the altar. He sat beside Zong Ya, letting the invisible force field released by the afterimage flag help him absorb the medicinal power and temper his body.

The feeling of being in an invisible force field caused Chen Xun to feel that this beast skin resemblance wasn’t just as simple as enlightening the savage soul and tempering the tendons and blood.

To be able to absorb beast souls, release invisible force fields, and help unenlightened savage souls attract the medicinal power of meat soup, it was clearly a treasure that had many wonderful uses.

Chen Xun raised his head to look at the Barbarian Statue hanging above his head, but he didn’t dare to try to see the Nine Nether Barbarian Soul that seemed to possess unparalleled might in front of everyone’s eyes …

Chen Xun’s unintentional actions shocked the Southern Liao, Zong Sang, and the others who were standing on the outskirts.

Zong Sang said in surprise, “Ho, this brat’s endurance is really strong. He even walked to the Barbarian Battle Elephant’s banner. He still has time to look around. It’s much easier than Zong Ya!”

“If he was a black python man, how good would he be? His future achievements will definitely be above yours and mine! I’m afraid he’s not any worse than your kid!” Nan Liao didn’t like this outsider youth very much, and he had to admit that Chen Xun’s cultivation potential was even stronger than the youngsters in the clan.

Chen Xun waited for the warmth of the medicinal power in the hundred bones to cease. He thought that the medicinal power should have already been refined. Seeing that Zong Ya was still meditating with his eyes closed, he walked down the altar first.

At this moment, Nan Liao, Zong Sang, and the others were even more surprised.

“So quickly, you managed to suck all the medicinal power out of a bowl of meat soup?” Nan Liao saw that the bowl of meat soup Zong Sang handed Chen Xun was obviously much bigger. However, the Dark Scaled Sly was dragged back by this foreign youth, so he didn’t say anything. However, he didn’t expect that this foreign youth would be able to withstand it so easily as if he was tempered. He didn’t expect that he would be able to absorb the medicinal power of the meat soup so quickly.

With him and Zong Sang, even if they tried their best to enlighten the Barbarian Soul, they wouldn’t be able to absorb the medicinal power of the meat soup so quickly.

Zong Sang also found it hard to believe. He beckoned Chen Xun over and asked, “Why did you come down so quickly?”

“Drinking the meat soup, my entire body is warm. I can’t feel the warmth at this moment. I think staying here won’t be useful anymore, right?” Chen Xun said. He secretly compared the effects of a large bowl of meat soup on his lower abdomen and absorbing medicinal power to temper his body. It was about the same as half a Black Python Pill. With the help of the Barbarian Statue, he was able to refine medicinal power extremely quickly.

Seeing that the meat soup cooked from the skeleton of the black python, the skeleton of the black python, and countless spiritual herbs in the copper cauldron could probably hold two to three thousand bowls, which was equivalent to more than a thousand black python pills, he thought that no wonder Grandpa Zongtu and Nan Liao were so ecstatic when they saw the skeleton.

This was equivalent to allowing the entire Black Python Village’s barbaric martial arts to increase their strength by 89 years overnight.

Zong Sang did not know what Chen Xun was thinking. His eyes were as wide as copper bells.

“You’ll feel warm! There’s still heaven’s will!”

When he drank such a large bowl of meat soup that was filled with the essence of exotic beast life, his blood would boil. When Chen Xun drank it, it was actually just a “warm feeling”?

Dad Zongtu said that he would exchange a big bowl for Chen Xun, but he was worried that Chen Xun would not be able to withstand such a powerful medicinal power.

Nan Liao’s group of barbarian martial artists also shook their heads and smiled bitterly. In the past three years, they had also seen Chen Xun’s anomalies, but at this moment, they were still unable to suppress the shock in their hearts.

With such a strong ability to withstand and absorb, even if he didn’t enlighten the Barbarian Soul, as long as the Barbarian Elephant Force Field could last for one night, allowing him to drink bowls of meat soup continuously, wouldn’t his body’s strength be able to temper to the peak of the ninth level of the Barbarian Martial Arts overnight?

A barbarian martial artist started to beat his head off with his fist.

“Why isn’t Ah Xun a member of the Black Python Clan?”

“No, the rule that barbarian martial arts are not passed on to outsiders must be changed!”

“Duke Wu said that after sacrificing his soul, Ah Xun will join the clan. Ah Xun will be a genius of our Black Python Tribe in the future!”

“That’s right, we don’t have to suffer the anger of those farts from the Montenegro Tribe anymore. Gui Xi has taken over our stronghold, so he has to get it back!”

Wu Gong Zong Tu was still standing on the altar, watching the youths meditate and temper themselves. Zong Sang looked at Nan Liao at this time.

Nan Liao raised his head to look at the sky, hesitated for a moment, and asked someone to bring another two bowls of meat soup over.

Chen Xun also knew that a bowl of meat soup was comparable to half a Black Python Pill. It was extremely precious. If he missed this opportunity, he shouldn’t have another chance to eat until he took the pottery bowl. Xie Nanliao said, “Thank you, Uncle …”

Nan Liao was a little embarrassed.

He had always treated this outsider youth coldly, but no matter what, Chen Xun had dragged that crafty beast back. Hearing him say “thank you”, he deserved it.

Chen Xun drank two bowls of meat soup in a row, and the medicinal power scattered into the bones surged with warmth. He then climbed onto the altar and sat down under the barbarian statue to receive the tempering of the invisible force field.