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The next morning, Ye Tian woke up early. The first thing he did was use his Divine Consciousness to scan his surroundings and found that his injuries had improved significantly. He put on his shoes and got out of bed, walking without any difficulty.
However, when he tried to circulate his Martial Origin Power, he still felt a piercing pain in his meridians. Moreover, the vibrations of his Martial Origin Power were clearly out of sync with the vibrations of his body, meaning he could hardly use Martial Origin Power on a large scale for an extended period.
Continuing his exploration, Ye Tian directed his Divine Consciousness to his Spirit Pouch and saw that all three Spirit Pouches were dim and empty, devoid of any spiritual energy, as if they could extinguish at any moment.
This situation did not trouble Ye Tian too much because he understood that the Spirit Pouch had the ability to automatically distribute energy throughout the body for healing. When his Divine Consciousness fell silent, the Spirit Pouch would nourish his body according to the severity of his injuries. This time, his injuries were among the worst he had ever experienced; if it weren't for the full power of the Spirit Pouch, he likely wouldn't have survived until now.
"Sigh..." Ye Tian let out a soft sigh. The current situation meant that he would be unable to utilize his cultivation for at least another month, and with the lack of spiritual energy in the Spirit Pouch, it wouldn't be easy to replenish it to full capacity.
In fact, his recovery speed wasn't slow, but accustomed to relying on powerful Spiritual Pills to enhance his recovery speed, Ye Tian felt quite lost without them.
Thinking this way, Ye Tian secretly decided that once he recovered, he would gather more Spiritual Materials for future needs.
At that moment, he heard the sound of chopping wood outside; the axe rose and fell, splitting the logs with a crack.
Ye Tian lifted the curtain and stepped out of the inner room. Steam was billowing from the pot on the stove, and the fire was burning brightly in the hearth. It seemed Elder Lin had risen early.
Upon entering the courtyard, Ye Tian indeed found Elder Lin chopping wood with quick movements, showing no signs of age or frailty.
"Hey, you're up?" Elder Lin pretended to wipe sweat from his forehead, but Ye Tian could see clearly that he wasn't sweating at all.
"I'm up. Let me help you, Elder Lin," Ye Tian said as he reached for the axe.
Elder Lin insisted on pushing him away, but in the end, Ye Tian couldn't argue with him. After saying he would go for a walk outside, Elder Lin stepped out of the courtyard.
Looking back, Lin the Elder's small courtyard was in a state of disrepair. The entire area, including the courtyard and the thatched house, did not exceed five zhang, truly cramped and narrow.
Ye Tian walked slowly along the country path, with slightly yellowed grass on either side. In the distance, the leaves of the trees in the mountains began to show mottled colors. The morning mist had yet to dissipate, dampening his clothes and seeping into his skin, creating a chill.
"I didn't realize it was already autumn..." Ye Tian murmured. It was still summer when he fell unconscious, and he didn't expect to wake up in autumn. Although it was the transition between late summer and early autumn, it still made him feel as if time was flying by.
The scenery here was quite nice; the distant mountains and nearby waters were peaceful and serene, making it a suitable place for recuperation.
Ye Tian found a flat spot to sit down. His injuries had not yet healed; although he could walk without issue, he could not sustain it for long periods.
The sunlight began to filter down onto his face, warm and gentle.
Ye Tian couldn't help but think of Yun'er and the others. He wondered how they were doing. With Fang Xiong's help, they should be fine.
But what about Cold Yang? He had jumped off the cliff after him; what would happen to him? Would there be a kind-hearted person to rescue him as well?
Of course, Ye Tian knew very well that Cold Yang was not like him. If he fell to the bottom of the cliff, there would be no chance of survival. He just didn't want to face that reality.
The most important thing remained Xiaoshuang...
One must see people alive and corpses when dead. Ye Tian held no hope for her being alive, but at the very least, they should die together.
"Xiaoshuang, wait for me. Once I get better, I will come find you, and then we can be together forever."
As he thought this, time slowly passed until Lin the Elder's figure appeared outside Hundred Zhang, waving and calling out something.
Although Ye Tian was severely injured, his senses had not dulled; he clearly heard Lin the Elder calling him back for a meal.
Ye Tian got up and brushed off the dust, returning home with Lin the Elder.
Breakfast was still oil-splashed noodles, and Ye Tian naturally devoured them quickly. One must say, Lin the Elder's culinary skills were truly exceptional. If it were Duan Liu, that foodie, he would probably lick the bowl three times after finishing the noodles.
Seeing Ye Tian eat so heartily made Lin the Elder happy as well. Regardless of any schemes or manipulations, at this moment, he felt genuinely pleased.
Being recognized by others is something that sounds simple to say but is incredibly difficult to achieve...
After finishing breakfast, Lin the Elder said he was going to the mountain to chop firewood. Ye Tian insisted on following him, and in the end, Lin the Elder had no choice but to compromise.
Before leaving, Ye Tian took out a Dan Pill to swallow. Of course, Lin the Elder also got his share, but since he had already given him the best quality one last time, this time he could only use a lower-grade Dan Pill.
Fortunately, Lin the Elder didn't mind. He wrapped it in an oilcloth and hid it close to him while explaining, "There are plenty of wolves and leopards in the Mountain."
Ye Tian chuckled lightly but didn't respond. The injuries from wolves and leopards could be treated with ordinary herbs; what Lin the Elder was likely worried about were the demon beasts.
For normal people, encountering a demon beast usually meant certain death. Yet Lin the Elder was prepared to heal himself with a Spiritual Pill after being injured, which indicated that he had the strength to fight against demon beasts—meaning he was a Martial Practitioner.
Of course, Ye Tian did not press for details on these matters. What did it matter if Lin the Elder was a Martial Practitioner? His intentions towards himself were inconsequential; what mattered was that he had saved his life, which was an undeniable fact.
After taking the Spiritual Pill, they chatted casually for another half hour until the effects of the medicine were fully digested. Ye Tian's mobility increased once again before they set off.
Following Lin the Elder towards the West of the Village, soon the path became narrower. After walking for a while longer, the dirt road completely turned into a mountain path.
This was not a particularly high peak; the Mountain was lush with vegetation. Occasionally, one could see wild rabbits and badgers scurrying about, and now and then they could hear low roars from demon beasts—deep and powerful.
"Lin the Elder, do you chop firewood here every day?" Ye Tian casually picked a Crimson Herb and placed it into his Storage Ring while seemingly asking without much thought.
"Um... no, most of the time I go over there." Lin the Elder stammered, realizing that he had been careless; this area was inhabited by beasts, which did not align with his identity as a reclusive old man.
"Oh." Ye Tian casually replied, once again finding a peculiar plant to put into his Storage Ring. Although opening the Storage Ring required Martial Mastery, or Martial Origin Power, it only took a tiny bit each time, so it did not affect Ye Tian's injuries.
The two walked and stopped intermittently, and Lin the Elder's thoughts seemed no longer focused on chopping wood; instead, it appeared he was searching for something.
Ye Tian certainly did not pay much attention to Lin the Elder's strange behavior, as he was currently filled with excitement. This place was remote, rarely visited by practitioners. While it might not be picturesque, the good environment had nurtured a large number of spirit herbs, and their quality was not too low.
With significant gains, Ye Tian felt less fatigued. After an hour had passed and after a rough count, he had gathered at least seventy to eighty spirit herbs, including some Yellow Rank Nine varieties that were decent and could help him recover his Spirit Pouch.
"If only I could find an Earth-Level Spirit Herb," Ye Tian muttered in dissatisfaction.
Lin the Elder was no fool; he naturally noticed that Ye Tian seemed very interested in these bizarre plants. He had learned about Ye Tian's identity through the Cloud Token earlier and wondered if perhaps the Cloud Sea Sect had some alchemical methods. Wasn't that something only the Spirit Sect possessed?
However, Lin the Elder did not wish to pry too much into these matters. After all, if Ye Tian succeeded in refining Spiritual Pills, it would benefit him as well. If he put in a little more effort and played his cards right, this kid might even share the method of refining Spiritual Pills with him.
Thinking of this, Lin the Elder couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He pretended to chop wood on the surface while secretly helping Ye Tian search for spirit herbs.
"Xiao Ye, come take a look at this," Lin the Elder eagerly called Ye Tian over to a half-person-high dark green plant, hoping to see excitement and gratitude on Ye Tian's face.
Ye Tian glanced at it and smiled, "Lin the Elder, this is just a mugwort."
Seemingly aware of Lin the Elder's thoughts, Ye Tian did not hide anything and explained carefully: "Spirit herbs are generally not this robust and tall; look at this..."
After several explanations and identifications, Lin the Elder gained a general understanding and became even more enthusiastic. He indeed helped Ye Tian find a few useful spirit herbs; however, their quality was quite low but better than nothing.
Truly high-level spirit herbs typically grew indistinguishably among weeds; unless one was an expert, they would be difficult to find.
Of course, this was not a problem for Ye Tian, who had thoroughly read the Spiritual Treasure Compendium. However, he was troubled by the fact that although there were many spiritual herbs here, none of them were of good quality.
"Xiao Ye, come take a look at this!" Lin the Elder exclaimed excitedly again. This time, he faintly felt that he had found something Ye Tian needed.
Ye Tian had already gotten used to Lin the Elder's dramatic reactions and casually walked over. He glanced at it and immediately couldn't take his eyes off it.
What Lin the Elder had found was actually a spiritual herb from an Earth Level Two Beast!
What does an Earth Level Two Beast spiritual herb mean? If refined into a pill, it could replenish at least half of the First Spirit Pouch!
The two were overjoyed. Ye Tian said to Lin the Elder that he had really helped him out.
Lin the Elder was also inexplicably excited, thinking that helping Ye Tian was helping himself. He hoped Ye Tian would recover quickly; his revenge still awaited him!
Ye Tian crouched down carefully to collect the spiritual herb. Lin the Elder watched from the side, occasionally asking about the name and uses of this herb.
"This is a spiritual herb from an Earth Level Two Beast called Mingxuan Seven Leaves. You see, it has seven stalks; after a year, leaves will grow on top of the stalks, and these leaves are extremely valuable to me..."
Ye Tian spoke eloquently while Lin the Elder listened intently. The two were so focused on their discussion that they completely failed to notice a pair of sharp eyes watching them closely from behind the bushes.
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