Chapter 388: Lost Face

Leaving Shenxian Ling, Chen Wuji's hunting talent, which was usually cheating-level, seemed to have been dulled.

After wandering in the mountains for over an hour, he only encountered a lone wild pheasant.

Bringing this little thing back would only be enough for him to stuff between his teeth; everyone else would just have to stare.

Family Head, I seem to have spotted some medicinal herbs here.

While urinating off the cliff edge with the wind at his back, Chen Wuyi suddenly shouted loudly.

Put that thing away before you talk to me! Chen Wuji shouted.

Chen Wuyi gave a dry, heh-heh laugh twice, quickly tidied his clothes, and jumped down from the cliff edge.

When he came up again, holding a big string of Solomon's seal, he said, "Family Head, is this medicine?"

Yes, and it's still good stuff—did you not just piss on it? Chen Wuji walked over.

Chen Wuyi quickly shook his head, pointed backward, and said, "I just pissed over there; it couldn't have gotten on these. Is it good stuff? There's plenty more below—I'll go dig some more!"

Before Chen Wuji could say anything, he put down the Solomon's seal in his hand and jumped down again.

Chen Wuji poked his head out, took a look, and once again developed a strong interest in martial arts.

Deep skill is good—jumping off such a high cliff like a damn monkey, completely ignoring physics; is there any heavenly principle left?

Chen Wuyi bounced around between the cliffs, then came up holding a big string of wild Solomon's seal, saying, "Family Head, is this medicine the legendary heavenly treasure? The kind that instantly boosts inner energy when eaten?"

You're just dreaming about eating shit. Chen Wuji was speechless.

He knew inner energy was the source of a martial practitioner's power.

He was even clearer about Solomon's seal.

But what's the relationship between the two?

Sorry, he knows nothing about it.

This stuff is wild Solomon's seal over ten years old; its normal main effect is to tonify qi and nourish yin, strengthen the spleen and benefit the kidneys, but I don't know if it can boost inner energy! Chen Wuji said.

If you're curious, you can try it—just gnaw on it raw.

Before Chen Wuji could finish speaking, Chen Wuyi grabbed a stalk of Solomon's seal, rubbed it twice on his clothes, and shoved it into his mouth, crunching it like a carrot.

Is it good? Give me some too! Chen Wushuang reached out.

Delicious! Chen Wuyi said indistinctly, tossing the Solomon's seal over with a flick of his hand.

Seeing this, others also became interested, breaking off some and starting to gnaw on them raw.

Even Chen Li was no exception.

Chen Wuji remained silent for a moment; damn, we've all turned into savages.

So he also broke off a small piece.

Let's try it—just in case.

This stuff is old, pure wild; maybe it really has some other effects.

A group of people crunched their way around to the other side of the mountain.

The mountain isn't big; going around from this side, they'd basically have toured it all.

Family Head, this seems to be another medicinal herb, right?

Chen Wuyi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Not far from him was a patch of disorderly wild party ginseng; who knows how many generations it took to reach this multi-generational scale—wild party ginseng rarely grows in large patches.

Party ginseng—if you like it, dig it up; this one's also very tonic." Chen Wuji glanced and said offhandedly.

He currently isn't interested in medicinal herbs; he just wants to find game.

As the hunting king of Shenxian Ling, he had wandered half the mountain and only bagged a single wild pheasant—truly embarrassing; he even wanted to toss the pheasant and pretend he was just out for a stroll.

Upon hearing "great tonic," Chen Wuyi and the others immediately drew their knives and started digging.

Shortly after, everyone began gnawing on them raw again.

Family Head, this tastes good, sweeter than that Solomon's seal." Chen Wuyi offered a few thick stalks of party ginseng like a treasure, thoughtfully wiping them with his sleeve.

Chen Wuji glanced, took it, and gnawed it raw.

In the treetops, a wild pheasant was suddenly startled and flapped its wings into flight.

Finally, you've come!" Chen Wuji tossed what he was holding, quickly nocked an arrow and drew his bow.

One arrow pierced the air.

It just broke a bit of air.

There were too many obstacles in the treetops; he shot into empty space.

You still dare to run!" Chen Wuji took off after it.

Today's prey is no longer a matter of whether to hunt or not—it's a matter of saving face.

After firing three arrows in succession, Chen Wuji finally pinned that exceptionally flighty wild pheasant to a tree.

Taking down the hard-won prey, Chen Wuji snarled, "With my hard bow, dying under my arrow is your honor—and you still wasted two of my arrows."

The previous two arrows flew too high; retrieving them is impossible.

Family Head, Family Head, another discovery!

Not far off, a clan trooper shouted loudly.

Hearing that, Chen Wuji was overjoyed, picked up the still-warm prey, and rushed over.

But upon arriving and seeing the scene, Chen Wuji was instantly speechless.

These folks followed him out hunting, yet ended up looking for medicinal herbs.

And what they found were all good stuff.

Gastrodia—long-term use boosts strength, but it's slightly toxic; eating too much causes nausea and dizziness." Chen Wuji said casually, "If you want to eat it, just dig it up; this little bit won't hurt."

Although wild gastrodia is a rare treasure, he currently has no interest in it.

At this moment, his mind was filled only with thoughts of prey.

It would be best to have a large prey.

Two pheasants, though only slightly more in number than one, would still be embarrassing to bring back.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, I have experience now." Chen Wuyi volunteered, stepping forward and brandishing his knife, he began to dig up a plant not far from the Gastrodia.

Chen Wuji stared, good heavens, have Gastrodia and Aconite become neighbors?

Could this mountain have previously been someone's medicinal garden?

How come all kinds of medicinal herbs are here!

"Eat, just this stuff, you eat one and not make a sound!" Chen Wuji said, "Each of you take a bite, later you'll all have to lie down here."

"Ah?" Chen Wuyi hastily stopped his movement, "Family Head, isn't this the one that's beneficial with long-term use?"

Chen Wuji pointed at the Gastrodia not far away, "I'm talking about that one!"

"Is this also a medicinal herb?" Chen Wuyi expressed extreme doubt about the Gastrodia, whose appearance resembles mixed flowers.

The appearance of this medicinal ingredient really isn't that special.

"According to the ancients, this and Polygonatum can indeed be considered heavenly treasures. Polygonatum is also called the immortals' leftover grain, and Gastrodia also has another name, Calming Wind Grass." Chen Wuji explained in a sentence.

Chen Wuyi, upon hearing, immediately dug with great vigor.

……

After another hour.

Chen Wuji and the others returned to Daying.

After touring the whole mountain, Chen Wuji successfully harvested pheasants… three.

And, a pile of medicinal herbs.

On the way down the mountain, he changed his approach and found a way to successfully preserve his dignity.

He went up the mountain to gather medicinal herbs, not at all for hunting.

And his twenty-eight personal guards, while descending the mountain, each ate until their faces flushed red, nosebleeds gushing, utterly uncontrollable; the scene was more gruesome than after a battle.

The situation of getting blood-smeared faces from battle is rare, but they managed it on the mountain.