Chapter 214: Peerless Martial Art!

By the time Jiang Ye returned to the Tiankui Herb Garden, the setting sun had already begun to sink behind the distant mountains, and the final rays of afterglow dyed the entire field of crimson Tiankui grass a dark, ochre hue.

He sat cross-legged in the open space of the herb garden, the complex thoughts he had brought back from the Liu residence still lingering in his mind.

"Master Liu..."

After a long silence, he murmured softly, then closed his eyes, centered his mind, and prepared to draw the heaven and earth spiritual energy into his body to continue tempering his Wood-Element True Qi.

Suddenly—

A steady yet slightly hesitant sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the herb garden.

"Hmm?!"

He opened his eyes.

A moment later, a young man dressed in dark red martial attire with a refined and handsome face walked slowly to the entrance of the herb garden.

It was none other than Zheng Feng.

Zheng Feng looked at Jiang Ye, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the clearing, and a look of apology appeared on his refined face: "Elder Jiang, I apologize for disturbing you so late."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly and stood up slowly, "It is no matter. Please come in, Disciple Zheng."

He had vaguely guessed why Zheng Feng had come.

Sure enough, after Zheng Feng stepped into the herb garden, he was silent for a moment. A flash of final struggle and conflict crossed his refined and handsome face, but then he raised his head, his eyes filled with unshakeable resolve:

"Elder Jiang, I have thought it through!"

"I..."

"I want to go to the Linzhou Upper Sect!"

Jiang Ye looked at the resolute Zheng Feng, a subtle, hidden look flashing in the depths of his eyes, and he nodded slightly: "Good!"

He was not a meddlesome person.

Although he was somewhat curious about why Zheng Feng was so conflicted about the Linzhou Upper Sect.

However, if Zheng Feng did not say, he would not ask.

Zheng Feng then seemed to think of something and spoke with some embarrassment: "Elder Jiang, could you include my younger sister as well? Little Hui, she..."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly: "That goes without saying."

Hearing these four words, Zheng Feng clearly breathed a sigh of relief. He bowed solemnly to Jiang Ye with cupped hands and thanked him.

Jiang Ye took the opportunity to invite him into the small wooden house for tea, and Zheng Feng gladly accepted.

After a cup of clear tea, Jiang Ye took a jade porcelain bottle from his bosom.

This was the elixir he had obtained from looting the corpse of that Primordial Realm martial artist from the Seven Kill Sect earlier.

He had wanted to find Zheng Feng to identify these elixirs as soon as he got them, and now that Zheng Feng had come to him, it saved him the trouble of making a trip.

"Disciple Zheng, you are knowledgeable; help this old man see what kind of elixir this is."

Jiang Ye handed the jade porcelain bottle to Zheng Feng with a smile.

"Elder Jiang, let me see."

A look of curiosity flashed across Zheng Feng's face. He took the jade porcelain bottle with both hands and carefully pulled out the stopper.

Inside the bottle lay a few dark red pills. A faint, fishy scent drifted out—not foul, but rather carrying the overbearing aura unique to the essence blood of some fierce beast.

He brought his nose close to the bottle mouth and sniffed carefully, his expression gradually growing solemn.

After a moment of silence, he replaced the stopper, looked up at Jiang Ye, and said in a serious tone: "Elder Jiang, this should be a Blood-Burning Pill."

"Oh? A Blood-Burning Pill?"

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly; he had indeed never heard of this name: "What are the effects of this elixir, and what is its value?"

Zheng Feng took a deep breath and gently placed the jade porcelain bottle back on the table:

"This Blood-Burning Pill is quite precious; it is my first time seeing one as well..."

He paused to collect his thoughts:

"It is said that after consuming this pill, the medicinal power accelerates the circulation of blood and Qi within the body, allowing a martial artist to significantly boost their strength in a short period."

"What is even rarer is that it has an effect that ordinary elixirs do not possess..."

"When suffering from severe injuries, the Blood-Burning Pill can forcibly stimulate the remaining life force of the injured, holding onto that final breath and buying precious time for subsequent treatment."

He looked up at Jiang Ye, his tone filled with emotion:

"You must know, this kind of effect can usually only be achieved by martial arts secret techniques that come at a great cost, yet the Blood-Burning Pill can replace that with just a single pill."

"The value of this elixir can be imagined..."

"Just this one bottle of elixirs is worth at least a million taels of silver, and it is priceless—ordinary people simply cannot buy it."

Hearing this, a flash of hidden joy crossed Jiang Ye's eyes.

Although he had guessed that the elixir carried by a Primordial Realm martial artist should not be of common grade, he had not expected it to be this precious...

It could boost combat power and save a life.

No wonder that black-robed man, after being beaten like that by Luo Song and subjected to repeated bombardments by his Five Elements World-Suppressing Seal in the dense forest, was still able to hold on until he struck his final blow before dying while suffering from fire poison—it must have been the work of this Blood-Burning Pill.

Zheng Feng carefully replaced the stopper and handed the elixir back to Jiang Ye.

He was a smart man and naturally would not be so indiscreet as to ask Jiang Ye where the elixir came from.

After Jiang Ye put away the elixir, he took out the ink-black long blade from under the wooden table—the very trophy he had seized from the hands of that black-robed Primordial Realm martial artist.

The blade was long and slender, pitch black all over, with dark red blood light faintly flowing across it. It felt extremely heavy in his hand.

"Disciple Zheng, help this old man look at this blade again to see what material it was forged from."

In his eyes, Zheng Feng was practically an expert in appraising treasures.

Zheng Feng responded, but did not reach out to touch it immediately; instead, he leaned in and examined it carefully for a moment.

The fine, dark red patterns on the blade seemed to squirm slightly under the candlelight like living things, and the cold light at the edge was restrained, yet it faintly exuded a heart-palpitating murderous aura.

Just staring at it for a long time made one's heart tighten inexplicably.

His expression gradually grew solemn. He reached out, grasped the hilt, and lifted it, his expression suddenly changing: "So heavy!"

He was a martial artist at the late stage of the Embracing the Pill Realm, with arm strength of at least a thousand jin.

Yet this blade felt like holding a solid iron anvil in his hand. The blade barely left the table before it fell back heavily, emitting a dull thud.

He took a deep breath and channeled his Fire-Element True Qi into the blade.

Dark red firelight suddenly lit up on the blade, spreading rapidly along those fine patterns with almost no resistance.

The speed of True Qi conduction was shockingly fast—this was definitely not a characteristic possessed by ordinary metal.

"To be able to conduct True Qi so quickly... and have such shocking weight..."

Zheng Feng frowned, moved his fingertips away from the blade, lifted the hilt again to weigh it, and pondered for a good while before speaking solemnly:

"Elder Jiang, I fear this long blade was forged by mixing in the legendary Tungsten Gold."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye's eyes lit up.

Tungsten Gold—this was a rare material of heaven and earth, as famous as Geng Metal...

Even in the records of the Profound Heaven Sect, there were only a few sparse words. It is said that this material can only be mined in the deepest depths of the earth's veins, and its trace cannot be seen in ordinary mines.

Seeing Jiang Ye's expression, Zheng Feng knew he had heard of Tungsten Gold, but he still thoughtfully added:

"Tungsten Gold as a material is naturally extremely heavy and unusually hard in texture. Not only can it conduct True Qi rapidly, but like Geng Metal, it has a certain armor-piercing effect."

"Ordinary protective True Qi is like a mere decoration before it."

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Ye with burning eyes:

"Elder Jiang, if this blade were to be auctioned, its value would far exceed that bottle of Blood-Burning Pills."

Jiang Ye remained calm on the surface, but his heart was already surging with waves.

Such a treasure, he would naturally not take it to be auctioned.

Melting it down and reforging it into another weapon would be far more practical than keeping a blade that did not suit him.

Although his Blood Moon Blade was sharp, he could not display it in public due to the moniker "Head-Chopping Demon."

Now that he had Tungsten Gold as a base material, he could take advantage of this trip to the Linzhou Upper Sect to learn a blade martial art that he could openly display.

As his thoughts turned, he suppressed his excitement and asked Zheng Feng casually: "Disciple Zheng, you come from a prominent family in Linzhou and are well-informed. Do you know of any famous blade martial arts in the Linzhou Upper Sect?"

Zheng Feng was slightly startled, then put down his teacup and smiled:

"The most famous martial arts of the Linzhou Upper Sect are naturally the three peerless martial arts that suppress the sect."

"They are..."

"The 'Spirit Monkey Shaking Heaven Staff'! The 'Spirit Snake Wind Spirit Sword'! And the 'Spirit Ox Shaking Mountain Blade'!" ===== CHAPTER 215 =====