The hot porridge was still emitting thick steam, with bubbles erging one by one from the bottom.
But the bowl of porridge was a deep green color, the ingredients mixed in were bizarre and odd, unrecognizable as plants or vegetables, so resembling finely chopped tree roots, and others like flattened pieces of cassava, slling very strongly of herbs, and looking unspeakably eerie.
Such Laba Porridge completely surpassed Wang Yuyan’s imagination, one might say it lacked any appealing color, aroma, or flavor at all.
It even appeared to be a bowl of deadly poison rather than appetizing Laba Porridge.
Wang Yuyan couldn’t help thinking, could it be that the Long and Mu Island Masters had not given up and still intended to poison them?
But such an obvious "poison," isn’t it too foolish to treat others as simpletons?
At this mont, the Long Island Master, with his arm bandaged after setting the broken bones, introduced to Jiang Dali:"Our island’s Laba Porridge uses special ingredients, the most important being ’intestinal rupture bone corrosion heart grass’, which only becos effective after flowering. Please rest assured Village Chief, and enjoy!"
"How... how can one feel assured?"
Wang Yuyan looked at the scarily green bowl of porridge, feeling resistant within her heart.
Jiang Dali, however, laughed and said, "Good, good, this porridge indeed is a fine thing. I’ll drink your porridge not for nothing, I’ll drink an entire bucket and teach you and Old Man Mu a Martial Arts technique from the ’Supre Mysterious Scripture’.
However, afterward, you two Island Masters must hand over all the materials and recipes for making this Laba Porridge to this Village Chief."
Hearing this, the Long and Mu Island Masters were overjoyed and imdiately cheered in agreent.
What was the purpose of their painstaking efforts to create Hero Island?
Wasn’t it to study the Martial Arts engraved on the island’s stone walls?
This had nearly beco an obsession for both of them, the last pursuit and dream before they died.
Other than this, they had no other desires.
What’s the point of becoming the supre master of Martial Arts or the number one in the world?
For people over a century old like them, those ant nothing. It was better to do sothing they desired.
Hence, as long as Jiang Dali was willing to clarify the ’Supre Mysterious Scripture’, aside from refusing to commit evil deeds, the Long and Mu Island Masters were almost willing to agree to anything.
Jiang Dali laughed heartily and "guzzle, guzzle" downed a bowl of Laba Porridge in one gulp.
Instantly, he felt a warmth throughout his body, fiercer than the burn of liquor, and soon felt a ball of fire rise from his lower abdon, warming his limbs and bones, as the True Qi in his Dantian beca active.
This was reflected on the panel, as his Inner Strength directly increased by a whopping 50 points.
"What a Laba Porridge!"
Jiang Dali, with Wang Yuyan staring in disbelief, then ordered the Master Mu next to him to scoop up another bowl of porridge, finishing it in one gulp.
While drinking, he began to recite a Swordsmanship technique recorded in the ’Supre Mysterious Scripture’.
"Can this porridge really be drunk?"
Wang Yuyan, curious, picked up a bowl of porridge and covered her cherry lips with her sleeve.
She first licked it slowly, then, as her eyes brightened, began to sip the porridge in small mouthfuls, feeling a hotness throughout her body and unconsciously breaking into a sweat on her nose and smooth forehead.
anwhile, Jiang Dali, not yet satisfied, simply picked up the bucket and ladle and began to drink wildly, sweating profusely, sweat beads forming on his shiny bald head.
The Long and Mu Island Masters stood by eagerly, waiting for Jiang Dali to recite each Martial Arts technique before imdiately morizing and pondering it, looking every bit the obedient disciples, complete images of Martial Arts fanatics.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
The wooden bucket was empty.
Jiang Dali slapped the ladle away with a "thump", patted his round belly, and laughed with satisfaction, "This Laba Porridge is excellent, from now on I want to keep a stock of this porridge in my Black Wind Village to be consud regularly."
In just this short while, a whole bucket of Laba Porridge had been consud, and his True Qi had increased by a staggering 1300 points.
Almost equivalent to the arduous cultivation of an ordinary person for five years.
Had he not drunk too much, causing his Qi-Blood to plumt due to excessive supplentation being harmful rather than beneficial, he would have had to drink another two barrels.
Mainly, this growth of Inner Strength was extrely pure, created through Refining Essence into Energy, fitting into and rging with his entire body, limbs, and hundreds of bones as well as the extraordinary ridians, belonging to himself.
Unlike other people’s Inner Strength absorbed through the Absorption Skill, which had to be refined and purified.
Even the Inner Strength cultivated by others, no matter how refined, would always retain so of the original person’s breath imprint, causing the use of it to be sowhat sluggish, affecting the reaction speed and the strength exerted, having much room for improvent.
Therefore, the Inner Strength Jiang Dali absorbed from the beginning to the end was only used for extravagant strengthening of his body and during combat consumption.
This also led him to beco increasingly stable on the path of Cross Training Martial Arts, with a physique and strength much greater than that of an ordinary person.
Seeing Jiang Dali so satisfied as if the Laba Porridge was even better than the "Supre Mysterious Scripture," both the Long Island Master and Master Mu couldn’t help but silently laugh and marvel.
Had they known earlier that this Evil Star was so easily satisfied, they would have greeted him with several bowls of Laba Porridge upon his arrival on the island; then they wouldn’t have ended up with severed hands and nearly taken apart in their old age.
Half a day passed in this manner.
After transmitting the portion regarding "Killing a person within ten steps" from the Swordsmanship Chapter of the Supre Mysterious Scripture to the two Island Masters, Long and Mu, Jiang Dali stayed overnight with Wang Yuyan on Hero Island.
And it was not until a little after the third period of the night, the coldest ti of night.
That the last group of Players reluctantly exited the stone chamber.
By now, all of the more than eight hundred Players who ca to the island had finished observing the Divine Skill.
Just as Jiang Dali expected, not a single one could learn the "Supre Mysterious Scripture."
Even the understood Swordsmanship and martial techniques were beyond them, not to ntion figuring out the Heart thod Chapter written in Tadpole script.
The Players were sighing and extrely depressed, feeling a profound sense of defeat, like having a mountain of gold before them but being unable to claim it, only able to feast their eyes and suffering greatly.
However, Jiang Dali was not disappointed, for the mont the Players chose to beco the Eight Desolate Disciples and join the Slaughter Pig Alliance, he was already profiting.
Now, all his objectives had been achieved.
He could start preparing hands to dig out the Divine Skill from the stone wall and transport it back to the Mountain Village.
Jiang Dali only planned to dig out the Tadpole script stone wall that recorded the Supre Mysterious Scripture’s Internal Cultivation thods and bring it back.
As for the other Supre Mysterious Four Extres Martial Arts, he had already learned them, so there was no need to expend manpower and resources to carry them away.
After all, Demon Hawk could not carry so many stone walls.
After returning, he could himself transmit the Four Extres; only the Heart thod Chapter still required study.
Moreover, this Heart thod Chapter still held great resource value, capable of attracting more Players and even well-known NPCs to the Mountain Village.
But just as Jiang Dali was preparing to remove the Supre Mysterious Scripture written in Tadpole script and leave, a number of large ships began to appear around the Yan Bugui Sea Area.
At this mont, dawn broke in the east, a red sun tore through the clouds, shining on the sea surface and casting light through the dense fog, presenting a magnificent spectacle of light and colors.
One after another, the gigantic ships flew their flags, appearing like ghosts, bobbing up and down; the flag bore a startling "Shark Head" —
The Sea Shark Palace!
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