Chapter 170: Dragon Blood

The third day arrived.

Shang Hongxue, this little girl, was again sent onto the alchemy furnace; after resting one day, harmonizing another, and properly digesting the energy her body had obtained, and after the Wild Dragon Snake blood was completely absorbed by her body, Chen Chuyang began the second refinement of her.

After her heart was triggered, the little girl's body became even better; that much energy was absorbed in just two days. According to previous speed, Chen Chuyang thought she would need at least five days, or even longer, to fully digest it. With the speed increased this much, Chen Chuyang had no choice but to change his plan and quickly prepare the second batch of medicinal liquid for her.

The alchemy furnace was taken out again; the pill fire burned, various spiritual medicines were melted into medicinal liquid, all poured in. This time the Wild Dragon Snake blood was used double. Chen Chuyang never lacked Wild Dragon Snake blood—these ordinary Wild Dragon Snake blood filled his storage bag completely, inexhaustible. The little girl's body had strengthened, so naturally the dosage of Wild Dragon Snake blood needed to be increased.

"We're about to start the refinement; you just need to endure a bit—it'll be over soon."

"Hmm."

"It's also estimated to take one day; this time I increased the dosage, so it might be more painful than last time. If you can't bear it, just call out."

Shang Hongxue: "……"

"If I call out, can you let me go, Brother Chuyang?" she asked weakly.

Chen Chuyang laughed and closed the lid, then transmitted his voice: "Of course not—either you don't go in, or you must absorb all the medicinal liquid before you can come out; we can't waste it, this medicinal liquid is precious."

The value of this batch of medicinal liquid cannot be bought outside; just the Wild Dragon Snake blood alone is something ordinary people cannot find or possess, and even those great sects cannot have such blood.

The blood of other demon beasts might be found, but there is only this one Wild Dragon Snake blood—this level of Wild Dragon Snake is unique.

Shang Hongxue rolled her eyes; if she could, she'd want to bite Brother Chuyang—she doesn't know how to pity others, even tricking them once would be fine. In her heart she complained about Chen Chuyang several times, utterly lacking charm.

Chen Chuyang naturally didn't know the little girl was complaining about him; he started the alchemy furnace according to procedure, the pill fire burned, and soon a wave of heat quickly covered the surroundings. The people working down the mountain all lifted their heads and looked up the mountain.

Liu Yuer was already accustomed; she glanced at it, then kept her head down and continued working.

Zhang Nongqian was no longer as worried and tense as at the beginning; she said to her mother: "Mother, look, Brother Chuyang has started again—poor Sister Hongxue."

"Silly girl, Brother Chuyang is helping your sister Hongxue cultivate—what's there to pity? This is for her own good."

"Then why do I always hear Sister Hongxue screaming in agony?"

"……"

Such treatment, this refinement, is good for the body. Through Chen Chusheng's explanation, Liu Yuer learned its benefits: it helps one better align with cultivation and can also improve one's fundamental aptitude, though not by much, it is still an improvement.

Moreover, this improvement is permanent and good for the body; people with weak physiques cannot enjoy such treatment.

For example, Zhang Nongqian, this little girl, is still young and cannot withstand the burning of the alchemy furnace.

Having said much, Chen Chusheng hid nothing; they ought to know these things, and should take precautions in advance, in case they too need such treatment someday.

"They've started again—only two days have passed, and it's already the second refinement; they're really in a hurry."

"Older brother, you're really impatient—can little sister Hongxue's body hold up?"

Chen Chusheng couldn't help but feel a little worried; soon he continued working.

Even the younger brother isn't worried—what is he worried about?

That day.

Uncle Chen Shen went up the mountain again; as soon as this uncle arrived on the mountain, his first act was to visit Liu Yuer. After enjoying time with her, he didn't care at all that there were other people on the mountain. Having finished his enjoyment, he went straight to find Chen Chuyang.

"Nephew Chuyang, Uncle has come to see you again."

Chen Chuyang glanced at Uncle and said that claiming he came to see himself would be better said as coming to see Liu Yuer.

"Are you sure you came to see me? Uncle."

Uncle scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Even though he's thick‑skinned, his face turned red at this moment.

"Cough cough cough, Nephew Chuyang, what's this look? Uncle is indeed here to see you; this time Uncle has good news to tell you."

"Then I'll listen to Uncle's good news."

Recently, Longshe Shan seems to have had no major events, nor any good fortune.

It is very quiet.

Longshe Cheng is the same—very quiet, somewhat excessively quiet.

"Nephew Chuyang, your matter with Hongxue seems to be coming to fruition."

"Oh?" Chen Chuyang raised his brows: "Why do you say that?"

Chen Chuyang was also paying attention to this matter; the Shang Clan side had shown some willingness to loosen up, but it was still one step short.

The final step—no one had … brought it up.

Or perhaps, because Hongxue and he are still young, the two families are not in a hurry either.

After the father condensed his golden core, the matter between them actually gained a push forward.

"When I went up the mountain, I saw Shang Yingnian and them going to find the elder brother and sister‑in‑law to chat; I guess they came for your matter. This time they were very formal—Shang Yingnian came in person, and nothing else could make him personally come to the Chen Clan."

"These days, the elder sister‑in‑law has been running back and forth to the Shang Clan; without looking, it's certain she's pushing this matter forward."

"Nephew Chuyang, you will soon have your wish fulfilled."

"By the way, what about Hongxue?"

Uncle looked everywhere but didn't find Shang Hongxue's figure; this time coming up the mountain, he knew Shang Hongxue was on the mountain, so he deliberately came to ask them, and also to make fun of them.

"She's inside."

Uncle looked at the alchemy furnace before him and blinked.

The scorching heat made him feel uncomfortable; standing nearby, he could sense the terror of the pill fire.

"Hongxue is inside?" Uncle was dumbfounded.

"Are you sure?"

Chen Chuyang nodded: "She's right inside; if you don't believe me, go take a look."

Uncle Chen Shen, doubtful, went over to look—turns out it really was Hongxue, inside.

The alchemy furnace was burning, and inside Shang Hongxue let out a shrill, miserable scream.

He also heard Hongxue's cries for help.

"What … is this for?"

Pill refining, you didn't see that?

Chen Shen naturally knows pill refining, but why is there a person inside?

You're talking about this? It's just refining Hongxue.

You want to refine Hongxue into a pill? Uncle Chen Shen exclaimed: "You want to eat Hongxue?"

You really treat her as a pill to refine, then eat her?

Eating a person?

This is too terrifying, right?

When did my own nephew become so terrifying?

Chuyang nephew, quickly release Hongxue—you can't do this, you absolutely cannot eat a person; she's your future wife, how could you do this? Hongxue is such a good girl, you absolutely cannot.

Hurry up and let her out—what are you standing there for, what are you laughing at? Hurry up.

No, what exactly are you laughing at? Hurry up and act—are you trying to make me angry to death?

Saying that, Uncle Chen Shen was about to act, to release Hongxue.

Chen Chuyang grabbed him, comforting: "Alright, just teasing you—this is to help her cultivate, not to refine pills."

Uncle Chen Shen gazed at Chen Chuyang half-believing, half-doubting; at this moment he somewhat didn't believe his nephew's words—indeed, the scene before his eyes was too frightening.

He was very worried that his nephew would really do it; then, it would be irreparable.