novelraw Chapter 398 - 344: Zhong Ming’s Gift (Part 2)
Chapter 398 - 344: Zhong Ming’s Gift (Part 2)
As Zhong Ming continually unleashed his wild power, the surrounding temperature began to gradually drop.
Black mist began to emanate from his body.
The sweat beads forming on his skin were actually black, seeping out from his pores.
This made Jiang Zhi furrow his brows tightly.
And after about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a black mark began to appear at Zhong Ming’s brow.
This mark seemed to move as if it were a living creature.
It looked like an oddly shaped tadpole.
With the appearance of the black mark, the black sweat beads on his body began to increase in quantity and become more viscous.
The old man’s cries turned increasingly heart-wrenching.
Eventually, he simply clutched his head with both hands and wailed incessantly.
Clearly, aside from his physical condition, most of the problem lay within his Sea of Consciousness.
Jiang Zhi and the others continually reinforced the restriction, Xiang Yan and Tai Tingbai were already nearly exhausted.
Towards the end, only Jiang Zhi alone was holding on with difficulty.
"Fifth Senior Brother has been mad for so many years, how has his cultivation still improved so much?" Jiang Zhi was greatly shocked in his heart.
He estimated that the opponent had already touched the bottleneck of the Ninth Realm Fifth Heaven.
He could break through to the Sixth Heaven at any moment!
But strangely, Zhong Ming was either going mad every day or making Victory Cake.
He hadn’t cultivated a single day!
For a cultivator entering the Ninth Realm, each step forward was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Even if one cultivated diligently day and night and sought enlightenment with effort, breakthroughs were extremely difficult to achieve.
Like Luo Tian Valley’s Tian Luo, who was already advanced in years, he hadn’t made any progress in a whole decade.
According to his own words, he feared he would be stuck at this point for the rest of his life.
"How on earth did Fifth Senior Brother do it?"
"Or is his situation actually very special?" Jiang Zhi couldn’t figure it out.
Although he deeply revered Zhong Ming, this undoubtedly defied the cultivation system.
Time passed, and nearly half an hour went by.
The black mark at Zhong Ming’s brow suddenly transformed into wisps of black smoke, dispersing into the world.
The black sweat beads flowing from his body instantly evaporated cleanly, also turning into black smoke.
The pain on the old man’s face seemed to ease at this moment.
His chaotic aura began to gradually calm.
He stumbled backward a few steps, then fell to the ground, half-leaning against the cabinet behind him.
Jiang Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to check his condition.
"He’s actually fallen asleep?" he exclaimed in shock.
Tai Tingbai, the Alchemy Grandmaster, immediately began to check on Fifth Martial Uncle’s condition.
"The body shows no abnormalities; there’s no need to take an elixir."
"It’s just that his spirit is somewhat depleted. If you insist on using medicine, you could take a Rejuvenation Pill," Tai Tingbai said.
Jiang Zhi, however, raised his hand and said, "No need!"
"Let Fifth Senior Brother sleep a while longer, deeper and longer; this might be better," he whispered.
Everyone then exited.
As they stepped out of the room, Nangong Yue and others immediately gathered around.
"Junior Martial Uncle, how is it?" Nangong Yue asked hurriedly.
"It’s nothing serious now. From the current situation, Fifth Senior Brother seems to be getting better," Jiang Zhi said. "At least, he had a moment of clarity."
"This really wasn’t a waste of Huaixu’s recent efforts," he sighed.
"Let’s go check on him," he waved his hand.
They quickly flew to the courtyard where Chu Huaixu lived.
At this moment, he was lying in bed, with Han Shuangjiang watching over him with concern.
Li Chunsong was meditating and healing on a mat inside the house.
He had already taken an elixir, and his injuries were somewhat healed.
Zhao Shuqi entered the room and laughed, "Sixth Junior Brother, how many slaps did Fifth Martial Uncle give you to be injured like this?"
"Just one slap!" Li Chunsong opened his eyes and said with annoyance, "Laugh! Go ahead and laugh! If you have the guts, try taking a slap yourself! Tsk—!"
Jiang Zhi glanced at them and said, "Keep your voices down!"
Zhao Shuqi and Li Chunsong immediately fell silent.
Everyone gathered around Chu Huaixu’s bed to check on his condition.
"There doesn’t seem to be any injuries," Zhao Shuqi said.
Chu Yinyin immediately rolled her eyes and said with annoyance, "That’s because the injuries have already healed!"
Indeed, Chu Huaixu had suffered some minor injuries.
His neck was bruised purple-red from being choked.
And just being so close to the chaotic aura of a Ninth Realm Great Cultivator was enough to cause injury!
"Now it seems, indeed, there are no abnormalities."
"He should wake up in a while," Tai Tingbai said.
"It’s just... why did he pass out?" he asked, somewhat puzzled.
Everyone looked at each other, equally perplexed.
That kid Chu Huaixu, his physical body was a model among Body Refiners.
Moreover, he had a high pain threshold and strong self-healing ability.
Now his Sea of Consciousness wasn’t overextended; why did he pass out?
"Sixth Junior Brother, are you sure Fifth Martial Uncle just lightly slapped, and you didn’t detect any spiritual power fluctuation?" Xiang Yan asked.
Li Chunsong nodded confidently.
The pitiful gambler pulled a long face and said, "Junior Martial Uncle, look at me!"
"I too was just casually slapped once."
"I’m injured this badly; if Fifth Martial Uncle really used spiritual power, Chu Huaixu would definitely be a corpse by now, with no chance of survival!"
Hearing this, everyone found it reasonable.
Han Shuangjiang, who was caring at the side, felt his heart tighten at these words.
Nangong Yue, who was perceptively aware of his disciple’s change in expression, immediately comforted, "Shuangjiang, don’t worry, today was just an accident."
"And look, Huaixu actually isn’t hurt at all, just unconscious for some reason."