Chapter 292 - 241: The Secret Letter Arrives, Time to Return

Chapter 292: Chapter 241: The Secret Letter Arrives, Time to Return

The housekeeper watched from the corner, worried but helpless.

THUMP THUMP THUMP. Tang Wen’s heart began to pound, pumping blood faster through his body.

The housekeeper could clearly hear his heart, which sounded like a war drum, even through the iron bucket.

Fortunately, he had only drunk a single drop.

Before long, the temperature began to drop.

The medicinal power spread through his body, slowly repairing the damage.

Ten minutes later, Tang Wen leaped out of the ice bucket and began to practice the Eight Vajra Techniques. He moved quickly at first, then slowed his pace, repeating the sequence ten times until his entire body felt at ease. Only then did he stop.

[Constitution: 27.9 → 27.95]

So much suffering for such a meager increase.

But Tang Wen didn’t see it that way.

He took out his pocket watch. From the moment he had consumed the drop until now, a total of half an hour had passed.

An increase of 0.05 to his Constitution in half an hour.

On top of that, he had practiced the Vajra Technique ten times and gained a few hundred experience points.

’Two birds with one stone.’

"Bring some fresh ice."

Tang Wen gave the order and preemptively jumped into the bucket. The housekeeper promptly handed him the ice.

CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH.

The sound of him chewing the ice was enough to make one’s teeth ache.

After chewing and swallowing a bellyful of ice, he downed another drop of Blood Marrow.

The Sixth Grade Blood Marrow landed in his ice-cold stomach, its effects delayed by a few seconds.

Still, Tang Wen felt his insides burn with unbearable pain.

The temperature rose and fell within minutes, but for him, every second felt like an eternity.

Having barely endured the ordeal, he began to practice the Eight Vajra Techniques once more.

It was strange, really. Tang Wen knew several Visualization Techniques and countless Body Refining Techniques.

Yet, whenever he pushed his limits like this by consuming Sixth Grade Blood Marrow...

...he would subconsciously choose to practice the Eight Vajra Techniques, an orthodox Taoist Cultivation Technique.

’No need to even try the others. I know they wouldn’t be as effective.’

[Constitution: 27.95 → 28.01]

This drop of Blood Marrow was slightly larger than the last, and its effects were a bit stronger after absorption.

After consuming two drops of Blood Marrow, Tang Wen paused. He sat on a straw mat and prepared to practice the Spiritual Meditation Method.

The housekeeper, who had been worrying all this time, brought him some warm water and muttered, "Young Master, this training method is too damaging."

It was damaging, of course.

If an ordinary person were to train this way, the tyrannical medicinal power would ravage their internal organs, blood vessels, and meridians. They would likely die a violent death long before mastering any technique.

But Tang Wen had no such concerns.

Thanks to the blessing of his Experience Panel.

An increase in his Attributes meant any damage was repaired and his Constitution was enhanced.

Although his Realm was currently Veteran Extraordinary, the toughness of his body was no less than that of a Senior Sixth Grade Exotic Beast, and he was even stronger than a top-tier Sixth Grade Martial Artist.

By the end of the day, Tang Wen had consumed six drops of Blood Marrow.

In addition to his Constitution increasing, his root marrow was stimulated, causing a slight increase in his Dark Awakening progress.

[Constitution: 28.10]

[Martial Arts Realm: Veteran Extraordinary (Dark Awakening Progress: 50.1% → 50.19%)]

Reviewing his progress before bed, he noted that the medicinal power from the six drops of Blood Marrow had increased his Constitution by 0.2 and his ability’s progress by 0.09%.

’To improve so much in a single day is divine speed.’

’And I have plenty of Sixth Grade Blood Marrow.’

「The next morning.」

After four and a half hours of sleep, Tang Wen woke up on schedule. The sound sleep had allowed his body to adapt to its recent enhancements.

"Why are you here?"

"Ha! And why couldn’t it be me?"

The person outside the tent, who had brought several women to help Tang Wen with his morning routine, was Li Zi.

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and eating breakfast, Li Zi acted like a curious child, looking left and right, fascinated by everything in the underground space.

When they entered the secret chamber, it was just the two of them.

Without even waiting to acclimate to the gravity, Li Zi pulled a small bamboo tube from her clothes.

"The Blood Crow has returned."

’Come to think of it, it’s been some time since the Blood Crow left with General Zhao for the camp.’

’It should have been back long before now.’

Tang Wen didn’t rush to take the tube. Extending his consciousness slightly, he could sense the Blood Crow, with which he shared a spiritual link, fast asleep in the conservatory of the Beast Taming Garden.

The bamboo tube was perfectly sealed. He took it and, with an impatient squeeze, crushed it.

Inside was a single folded piece of paper.

The handwriting was the same as last time—the message was brief, containing just eight words.

This way, even if someone were to intercept the Blood Crow and find the note, they wouldn’t understand its meaning:

[Destroy neighbor by night, ten days before New Year]

Tang Wen memorized the message. A faint, golden-red light glowed from his hands, and with a pinch of his fingers, he disintegrated the note into fine dust.

’There are still over two months until the New Year.’

’Destroying Black Mountain Camp... for something this important, I’ll have to go back myself, won’t I?’

At this thought, a restlessness took root in his heart, and he could no longer contain his impatience...