The Great Wild God - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 It’s So Hard
Click, Collect, Red Ticket-Brother, please don’t be pity, poke fiercely!

It took a long time for the rain to subside.

Rocks that had been washed away by the rainstorm kept rolling down the cliff, causing the cliff wall to pound. It also caused Chen Xun to recover his thoughts from the memories of the past and return to the reality in front of him.

Chen Xun felt unlucky. After delaying this storm for so long, he didn’t have enough time to climb the mountain in front of him and gather the Wuling Seed Grass.

The cliff stones were wet and slippery, bringing with them many unknown dangers. Chen Xun thought to himself that he could only go there another day.

Although the rain outside the mountain stopped, the sound of surging water could be faintly heard from afar.

With such a heavy rainstorm, the mountain torrents formed between the valleys and ravines were bound to be extremely powerful.

As Chen Xun listened to the sound of the water, he thought to himself that the mountain torrent should have erupted not far away.

He was unwilling to return to the stronghold without any harvest, thinking that there might be something good that the mountain torrents would bring out from Python Fang Ridge.

The grass and trees on the cliff were wet. At this time, it was not as cold as when the fog rose in the morning. Chen Xun took off his beast robe and stuffed it into the medicine basket. His upper body was bare.

When he climbed the mountain early in the morning, there were a few bloody wounds on his exposed arm that had been scratched by the rocks. At this time, he had already formed a scar. He removed the scar and revealed a faint imprint, as if he had already healed for several days.

Indeed, the Black Python Tribe’s Man Wu, whose body was stronger than a barbaric bull’s, had not healed as quickly as Chen Xun’s. This was also one of the reasons why Chen Xun dared to go deep into the mountains alone to search for herbs.

Chen Xun thought to himself, this should be the change caused by the drop of blood formed from the heart of the Six-Armed Giant Demon after it was dripped into his body, right?

Apart from the fact that the wound was easier to heal, what surprised Chen Xun even more, or rather, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, was that the drop of blood that entered his body actually had the effect of rejuvenating.

He had been brought into this strange realm by the trolls and walked in the wild forest for more than two months. In the end, he met the members of the Black Python Tribe who had entered the mountains to hunt. His appearance had actually changed to that of a ten-year-old man.

This was also the key reason why he, who pretended to have amnesia and appeared inexplicably in the depths of Python Fang Ridge, was finally allowed to be taken in by the Black Python tribesmen.

Apart from rejuvenating and healing his wounds more easily, Chen Xun’s strength had also increased at an extremely fast rate over the past three years.

He looked like he was only around thirteen years old, but he could carry a weight of two to three hundred kilograms. He didn’t feel tired after crossing mountains and rivers for half a day, comparable to a beginner-level brute force cultivator.

It seemed that the drop of demonic blood that the Six-Armed Giant Demon had given him before he died was truly not an ordinary thing. Chen Xun guessed that his body should have more potential to exploit, but he didn’t know how to do so.

The Blackpython tribesmen did not have complete trust in him, so it was naturally impossible for them to easily pass on the thousand-year-old legacy of the Barbarian Martial Arts to outsiders.

This was something Chen Xun had regretted for three years.

Desolate Wilderness, tribal slaughter, countless ferocious beasts and birds of prey, heavenly might wreaked havoc. If one couldn’t cultivate the Barbarian Martial Arts, ordinary people would find it extremely difficult to survive. There was absolutely no way for them to walk out of the Wanhe Mountains and see the outside world …

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Chen Xun firmly tied the medicine basket to his back, held the short handle in his hand, and slid down the steep cliff. Following the sound of water, he crossed a short ridge and saw a boundless mountain torrent sweeping across the stone valley.

Normally, the valley was only ten meters wide, but now it had increased by more than twenty times. The muddy flood was like a galloping horse, bringing down rocks and broken trees that crashed into the stone walls on both sides of the river with a loud rumble.

Chen Xun had lived in the Black Python Tribe for three years, and he knew only thirty to forty kinds of herbs in the Fanged Python Ridge.

Even if Chen Xun didn’t recognize the many grass trees that were floating and sinking in the turbid flood, he knew that there were many precious medicinal herbs in the shape of branches and leaves.

Occasionally, when he saw drowned beast corpses floating and sinking in the flood, Chen Xun wanted to bring one or two of them back to the stronghold and feed them for several days.

However, the terrain here was too dangerous. If they accidentally slid down the stone slope and were washed away by the mountain torrents, even beginner-level barbarian martial artists would lose their lives.

Chen Xun followed the flood downstream along the ridge. Thinking about the open terrain and places where the flood wasn’t that fast, he might have a chance to catch some good stuff.

On the bare ridge of the mountain, the rocks were rugged. Chen Xun was like an ape, jumping and running between the canine fangs and ginseng mountains. He walked northward for half a day before arriving at the meeting point of several mountains.

Outside the mountain pass was a grassy slope, with several natural mud ditches crisscrossing each other, causing the flood to be a mess. Floodwaters spilled out of the mouth of the mountain, overflowing the grassy slopes and flowing into Wild Horse Stream to the north.

The Wild Horse Stream, which was now three to five kilometers wide, was overflowing along both sides of the river. Some barbarians’ scattered houses had been washed away by the flood, leaving behind only ruined walls that could be vaguely seen. Countless trees collapsed, or were wrapped in rolling water and floated downstream.

Although he had lived in this world for three years, Chen Xun was still extremely shocked whenever he saw such a situation. Looking at the water potential of Wild Horse Stream, Chen Xun could tell that this storm had covered the entire northern mountain range of Python Fang Ridge.

This was a mountain range at the northern foot of the Python Fang Ridge, and the barbarians could choose to live in the high ground to build their own strongholds.

After leaving Python Fang Ridge, to the north was the Lake Wilderness.

Chen Xun thought to himself that with this sudden torrential rain and mountain torrents, the lake plains would probably be overflowing. Thousands of li of lakes might become a vast ocean overnight, and he didn’t know when the flood would recede.

The grassy slope on the south bank of Wild Horse Stream was three to five hundred meters deep. Many broken trees, boulders, and drowning beast corpses were carried down from the mountains and forests. Not far from the mountain pass, they were washed ashore. There was even a roe deer and sheep corpse among them.

Roe deer sheep is Tu Shan’s specialty, its body size is the same as Roe deer’s, peeling off skin and taking fat, healing knife wounds and arrow wounds has a miraculous effect.

Although the roe deer was not a ferocious beast and had a very gentle temperament, it only appeared in the deep valleys of the Tu Mountain Cliff and was hard to find. Python Fang Ridge was only a branch of Tu Shan, and was even rarer.

Large tribes, or merchants who ventured through Python Fang Ridge from Azure Water City, were usually willing to pay a large price for the occasional roe deer sheep that the tribes would hunt.

Chen Xun had only seen the images of roe deer and sheep in the Silk Manual of the Western Desolate Scripture. He hadn’t expected that this storm would drown a roe deer and even allow the flood to rush out of the mountain.

Chen Xun put down the medicine basket and picked up a large tree branch to explore the path. He waded through the rapids that had flooded his chin the deepest, and his body swayed about. It was not easy for him to pass through the two grooves and walk to the roe deer and sheep.

The roe deer had long since died, and following the mountain torrents, apart from the two horns above its head being broken, the damage to its skin and flesh wasn’t particularly serious.

Chen Xun tied the roe deer sheep to his back, and at this moment, another beast corpse rushed down from the mountain pass.

This beast corpse was exceptionally large, causing the flood waters to rush out of the mountain pass like a small boat that flipped over. It crossed a gully and was quickly pushed onto the shore by the swift current.

The gigantic and ferocious head was cut in half by something. It was charred black, and the black scales around its body emitted a cold light, but not the slightest bit of damage. The two intact sharp fangs were even more terrifying. From a distance, one could tell that they were definitely wild mutants that only existed in the depths of Python Fang Ridge.

Such an exceptionally tyrannical savage mutant that even a high-ranked savage martial artist couldn’t avoid would definitely not die easily from an ordinary mountain torrential rain.

Chen Xun saw that the beast’s head was charred black, and he thought that he might have been killed by lightning in the mountains.

When Chen Xun was brought to this world by the troll, he had seen countless exotic beasts and birds of prey in the depths of Python Fang Ridge being instantly smashed into powder by the heavenly might of lightning. He had always been in awe of lightning in his heart.

The black-scaled exotic beast in front of him wasn’t surprised even though its body was tyrannical, and it had lost its life in thunder and lightning.

If the black-scaled exotic beast was alive, Chen Xun thought that it wouldn’t be enough for him to plug its teeth. However, at this moment, the black-scaled exotic beast had long since died, which made him happy to see it.

The higher a savage beast was, the more precious its flesh and blood would be, as well as its skin, teeth, muscles, and bones would be.

Chen Xun walked over and gently tapped his fangs with his short spear. Each piece of black scales was the size of a palm, and when touched, it felt even colder like metal. When peeled off, it was a piece of high-grade armor.

This made Chen Xun even happier in his heart.

Just this exotic beast was worth a thousand ordinary wild beasts!

However, Chen Xun looked at the giant black-scaled beast and was worried.

He grabbed the Dark Scaled Beast’s front hooves and carried them on his shoulders. The Dark Scaled Beast remained motionless on the grass beach, using all its strength to drag it over ten meters away from the grass beach.

Heavens, how is he going to drag this Dark Scaled Beast back?

The Black Python Tribe’s hunting area had already left the Wild Horse Stream’s coast, and the Montenegrin Tribe that had gathered on the north bank was definitely not a good place to live.

Now that the rainstorm was over, the Wildhorse Stream was in a hurry and the flood was overflowing. However, with his toes, he knew that the people of Black Mountain Tribe would soon find a way to cross the Wildhorse Stream and go to the south bank to search for the good things that had been washed out of the depths of Python Fang Ridge by the flood.

The Wilderness tribes that lived in the Western Wilderness had always loved and hated the torrential rain and torrential rain.

Chen Xun pondered for a while, then immediately carried the roe deer sheep medicine basket on his back, took out a rope and tied it to the four hooves of the Dark Scaled Beast, pushed it into the water, and dragged it against the water towards the mountain pass.

Chen Xun wanted to drag the giant beast through the mountain pass and hide it in that hidden stone ditch. After that, he went back and led the members of the Black Python Tribe to quietly carry it away.

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The water potential of the flash flood had not weakened, and the rope tightened tightly on Chen Xun’s shoulder. Every step he took seemed to break Chen Xun’s thin shoulder at any moment.

The Dark Scaled Beast was far more submerged than the water, sinking as soon as it entered the water, but at least it could borrow the buoyancy of the water, allowing Chen Xun to drag it along.

The hooves of the Dark Scaled Beast were tied with four thumb-thick straw ropes. At this time, they were as tense as bowstrings, but they were not broken by the flood.

The rope was woven from Wulingzi. Wulingzi was the product of Python Fang Ridge. It was extremely tough, and the rope the thickness of a finger was comparable to a steel wire rope.

Chen Xun had been in this world for three years, and many things weren’t strange.

He could now lift a weight of five to six hundred kilograms. He was able to carry two to three hundred kilograms of heavy objects, so he wasn’t tired after running for half a day.

He could be said to be a monster on Earth, but compared to the Intermediate Barbarian Martial Arts of the Black Python Tribe, he was still a weak and thin youth.

Chen Xun arched his body like a shrimp, his hands and feet firmly on the ground, grabbing onto the rocks, as if every step he took would drain all of his strength.

His heart was beating like a giant drum, almost jumping out of his chest.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step.

By the time Chen Xun had flipped over the stone beam from the mouth of the mountain, he was already so tired that his mouth was filled with blood. Not only had his entire body’s strength been squeezed clean, the organs in his body seemed to be about to be crushed into pieces.

Chen Xun dragged the Dark Scaled Beast to the shore and stuck it in a crack in the rock to prevent the flood from rushing down. He spat out a mouthful of saliva, and it was bright red and covered in blood.

He struggled reluctantly, flipping out the piece of beast meat from the Trichosanthes seed and swallowing it into his stomach.

Chen Xun wasn’t worried that if he squeezed his body like this, there would be any damage afterwards.

After that drop of demonic blood seeped into his body, his body would need this kind of extreme pressure that was close to collapse, so that he could develop even greater potential.

This was also the only method he had come up with to develop his body’s potential in the past three years.

In a situation like this, as long as there was enough food and medicinal ingredients to replenish his body afterwards, not only would his body not suffer any damage due to excessive strain, his strength would improve significantly and his body would become stronger.

His body seemed to have been tempered by the drop of demonic blood that had seeped into his body, or rather, was being tempered by this method of squeezing the limit.

This was somewhat similar to how the Black Python tribesmen cultivated barbaric martial arts and tempered their bloodline.

He swallowed the beast meat that weighed six to seven kilograms. After a long while, Chen Xun felt that his body hadn’t recovered. He thought to himself. He really didn’t expect that he would drag the beast corpse into the mountains for only three to four hundred meters. The pressure on his body was so powerful.

After his body was squeezed to the limit, if he wanted to develop his potential and temper his body, he had to have enough food or medicinal pills to replenish his consumption. Otherwise, his body would be weak for several days before he could slowly recover.

This was the valuable experience Chen Xun had summed up over the past three years.