Chapter 881: Rare Materials to Assist Cultivation

A bright light bloomed in the forest after nightfall. Chen Chuan's figure stood in the dazzling light, and around him was a darkness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

There seemed to be countless twisted and invisible things rolling and squeezing inside, and all kinds of weird and strange noises were heard. Even the ground below seemed to come alive, giving off a heavy and suppressed gasp as if it could not bear the burden.

Chen Chuan ignored the noise and focused on the situation in front of him while guiding his breathing.

He started practicing in the afternoon and has not stopped until now.

This was his first time standing in the wilderness of the fusion land at night without any cover, but he did not feel too much discomfort. The fighter's biological field and the Great Light Style he was practicing at the moment could resist these external invasions and the fusion from the spiritual world.

It was just that due to the influence of another world, his own consumption also increased exponentially, and every time he felt that the energy was consumed too much, he would swallow a large piece of rusty honey, and then come back to continue. Anyway, if these things were not eaten, they could not be taken away, so he did not feel sorry for using them at the moment.

The surrounding rust bees continued to swarm towards him, and at night, these insects became more ferocious, but it was useless. The difference in life levels made the two incomparable. As long as his own biological field could be maintained and his spiritual power was not exhausted, it would be impossible to break through that layer of outer protection.

So he did not try to drive it away deliberately, but instead devoted himself to practice.

Around him, the corpses of insects gradually piled up on the ground, but soon, under the tide of the spiritual world, they merged into the darkness, transformed into wisps of black smoke, and vaguely condensed into something, but when illuminated by the bright light, they quickly melted and disintegrated like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Chao Ming fell from the sky before nightfall. At this moment, he was holding a piece of honey, curled up in the protection of his biological field, and sleeping there peacefully.

In the darkness and all the intertwined night, he was like a torch that could never be extinguished, and it was getting brighter and more dazzling.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a moment. The darkness surrounding him suddenly dissipated, and a ray of light from the sky passed through the trees and fell from the top of his head.

Its daybreak.

Chen Chuan paused for a moment, then slowly stopped, and the flashing light on his body gradually faded.

In this night and half a day, he became familiar with most of the Great Bright Light Style. He believed that he would be able to master it in a few days. This was entirely supported by these high-energy honeys.
Theoretically, as long as there is sufficient energy replenishment and the fighter's own body can withstand it, the speed of practice can become extremely fast.

He was able to persevere because his own foundation was much deeper than that of other fighters at the same stage. In addition, the remains of the incense burner made it easier for him to find the right path in his practice.

The remaining rust bees disappeared after dawn, probably because they had given up. There was not a single bee corpse left on the ground.

At this moment, he glanced at the beehive that was as tall as a giant tree not far away. Even after a night of continuous consumption, only the honey at the bottom had been used. This thing may have the longest shelf life of all high-energy ingredients. It is said that it can be stored for more than a hundred years without losing its nutrients.

But he couldn't bring much back by himself, and there might be better ones later. Moreover, he regarded this place as his hunting ground and had no intention of completely eradicating it, so after thinking about it, he cut some honey and put it in the gap of the suitcase, preparing to take it back and enjoy it slowly, and left the rest untouched.

Then he called out to the bird that had climbed up the tree and Ming, who flapped his wings and flew into the sky, making a chirping sound.

He picked up the suitcase and Xuejun Knife and continued to move deeper into the area.

Although he had practiced for a whole night, he did not feel tired at all due to the abundant nutrients. Instead, he felt very energetic.

He did not have a fixed route this time, but chose the direction based on the terrain and water sources. After walking for more than three hours, he stepped into a hill. When he got here, he felt that the situation here was a little unusual.

The surroundings were a little too quiet, and he soon felt that there was a trace of very violent spiritual power remaining, and it was this spirit that suppressed the surrounding creatures.

A creature with spiritual powers?

Something interesting.

He pulled down the brim of his hat and strode towards the source of the spirit. More than half an hour later, he came to a mudflat. In a large open space, he saw a creature with a donkey's body and a sheep's head.

It was large, about three or four meters tall when on all fours, with a single, hard hoof that was pure white, a bulge on its forehead, a pair of slightly curved, sharp horns on both sides of its head, and muscles under its smooth, shiny dark brown skin. This creature happened to be the creature recorded in the illustrations, called the Zhengyang, with a very straightforward and violent temper. It would rather die than retreat when it encountered an enemy, and attached great importance to its own territory. In the first half of the fusion, this creature had basically no natural enemies.

The current situation has indeed confirmed the records, that as he came along, many creatures would flee on their own after sensing his field. Sometimes, in order to find some valuable creatures, he would deliberately restrain his field. But this creature would not leave even if it clearly sensed his field. Instead, it spread its legs slightly, lowered its head, placed its horns in front, and emitted an unusually hot breath from its nose, making an offensive posture.

Seeing the creature rushing towards him, he chose to help it. He leaned to the side and lightly punched the side of its neck. A force instantly penetrated into its body. After rushing forward a few steps, it staggered a few steps, knelt on the ground, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, fell to the side, and was completely dead.

Chen Chuan walked up to the front of Zheng Yang and reached out to touch the bulge on its forehead. The most important thing about this creature is this piece of alienated tissue on top of its head, which is also the source of its spiritual concentration.

He clenched his five fingers together and reached out to grab it, tearing off the thin film covering it, revealing long, fibrous strips of white flesh inside.

He ate all the white meat, and the light in his eyes could not stop overflowing, flashing a few times before disappearing.

He clenched his fist and felt an endless stream of warmth flowing to every part of his body. After consuming this tissue, it not only brought great benefits to his body, but also provided certain benefits to his spirit.

This is firstly because the ingredients are fresh and eaten right after they are taken out, so there is no loss of nutrients. Secondly, the life level of this thing itself is also very high, and it is only a step away from being a fighter. Its own spirit has begun to contact that world and grow instinctively, so this kind of tissue is generated on the forehead.

Since most creatures in the fusion land do not know how to make good use of these powers, they just pile and increase them blindly until one day they achieve a qualitative transformation. This leads to an extreme enrichment of high-energy nutrients and substances that are beneficial to fighters.

If he eats these tissues, even based on his consumption, it would be enough to last him ten days of normal consumption.

It's a pity that this creature is relatively rare due to its temperament, and it is even rarer to grow to this size. According to the illustrations, it will be hunted by fighters almost as soon as it appears. It is also because this place has rarely been used as a hunting ground by fighters, so he ran into it this time.

He thought to himself that he had come to the right place this time.

Looking at the ram again, he changed his mind, pulled out his short blade, and cut off the pair of horns from it, because the illustration said that some fighters like to collect this thing very much, and are even willing to exchange some alienated tissues and food for it, so he planned to take it with him.

After tying the thing to the suitcase, he looked down the hill and then... continued to look for the next one.

After walking down the hill for more than an hour, he found that the surrounding grass and trees were becoming increasingly sparse, and various living things were becoming increasingly scarce.

This situation is very abnormal. If there are no special circumstances, the creatures in the fusion land will grow wildly.

At this time, he smelled an extremely fragrant odor. Following the smell forward, he saw piles of earth that were about three or four meters high. They almost filled the entire field of vision, and the fragrance was so strong that it was almost indissoluble.

In the pile of soil lies a large number of snow-white and plump grains like rice. They look like food, but are actually ant eggs, which are extremely nutritious food.

Because it is difficult to store, it is usually supplied to fighters in small plates, but here it is everywhere.

For ordinary creatures, this thing is actually very difficult to digest. After being eaten, the ant eggs will hatch inside the organism, and then the larvae will feed on these organisms and their alienated tissues to grow. After becoming adults, they will break out of the body and then lay eggs.

If there is no certain control and creatures capable of digesting these ant eggs, then sooner or later they will turn the entire area into a nest for breeding ant eggs.

But it was not a problem for a fighter to absorb these things. So for him, this place was like a granary.

Moreover, this thing tastes very delicious, soft, glutinous and sweet. When eaten with other ingredients, the nutritional value can be better absorbed. Otherwise, it would not be specially selected as a food for fighters.

However, he needed to be efficient in his actions here, and there was no need to eat them one bite at a time, so his biological field moved, and all the ant eggs within the range floated up, and then shattered in an instant, turning into wisps of white mist, which gathered towards him and merged into his body.

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(End of this chapter)

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