The Divine Elder who created this nest must have visited Earth.
This nest looks more like a particularly rudintary laboratory, with countless drawers lining the walls, resembling a traditional Chinese dicine counter.
It's truly astonishing.
Su Yue roughly glanced around, noting there were about several hundred small drawers.
In the center of the nest, there was a large tal furnace, primarily made from Source Mine.
This is what the Yangxiang Race uses for alchemy.
Let's call it a Pill Furnace, but unlike the delicate and luxurious pill furnaces seen on TV, this one looks more like an iron ball.
It's simply convenient for the Yangxiang Race to control fire.
At the deepest part of the nest, there stood a stele three people tall.
It was covered with inscriptions in the language of the Yangxiang Race.
It's chaotic.
And the arrangent of the inscriptions is utterly disorganized, with no discernible pattern.
It looks like computer garble.
Headache-inducing.
The ordinary Yangxiang Race would find the stele so headache-inducing that they'd tire of looking at it.
But Su Yue's fingers trembled slightly, before quickly feigning disinterest.
The inscriptions on the stele... are martial arts.
Yes!
They are the martial arts of the Yangxiang Race.
And there's more than one.
But it's strange.
These martial arts are jumbled together without any apparent order.
The creator of this stele seemingly had no intention of passing it on.
If it were ant for inheritance, it would certainly be written neatly for subsequent generations to comprehend.
But now it seems like the sequences are intentionally scrambled, with various martial arts intertwined, making it impossible to learn.
"The tunneling technique I know cos from this stele."
Black Jin calmly said as he slightly recovered.
He looked at Su Yue's bewildered expression with a sneer inside.
The martial art from the stele is sothing others can't comprehend.
This is also Black Jin's proudest achievent in life.
"What does it say? Despite being literate since childhood, I find it hard to understand."
Su Yue focused intently on the stele, frowning with curiosity.
In truth, in Su Yue's mind, he had already begun to unravel the chaotic inscriptions.
It requires so ti, but it's not exceedingly difficult.
The martial arts contained within should be of an outstanding level.
Challenging, yes.
But not beyond the current Su Yue.
If he had not comprehended the Grandmaster Chain, Su Yue would undoubtedly be lost.
It might take him eight or ten years to decipher a martial art, and even then it would not be safe.
Now it's much simpler.
Indeed, learning is endless.
It requires opportunity, and one must work hard to learn.
"This stele is a treasure, and its creator, a Ninth-Grade Divine Elder.
"Twenty years ago, I was just slightly stronger than you, but still an ant. I was at the peak of Fourth Grade, yet couldn't break through to the Fifth Grade.
"Once, I was chased by beasts from the Blood Boiling Race and accidentally fell into a tunnel.
"Then, fortune smiled upon , and I inadvertently entered this Grandmaster's tomb, discovering this stele."
Black Jin was in such pain he couldn't stand up.
Already on the brink of death, yet he still had to dig tunnels despite his injuries. The fact that Black Jin didn't die is a miracle.
But as he gazed at the stele, his face was full of pride.
Su Yue stared at Black Jin in astonishnt.
It's shocking.
The scenario of falling off a cliff in martial arts novels actually happened to Black Jin.
Lucky.
I never experienced that.
"It took three years to comprehend the tunneling technique from the stele, and then one more year to master it.
"With the tunneling technique, I could sneak into the Demon Beast Jungle undetected and steal Spirit dicine guarded by the beasts, then trade it with the Divine Elders for pills.
"In this way, I broke through to Sixth Grade in just ten years, becoming a Grandmaster of the Yangxiang Race."
Black Jin's pride intensified.
In the entire Yangxiang Race, only I have this ability.
Others simply can't comprehend it.
In a decade or so, it's neither long nor short.
Who else would have such determination?
Of course, Black Jin didn't ntion his failures.
Although the tunneling technique is undetectable, it cos with great risk.
Though one can tunnel into the Demon Beast Jungle, actually stealing the Spirit dicine guarded by beasts is an art, not to ntion that so beasts can sense things deep within the soil.
Several tis, Black Jin narrowly escaped death.
There's no need to ntion those past events.
"Master, you're amazing. The inscriptions on the stele look like a ss to , I can't understand a thing."
Su Yue's expression conveyed admiration.
Though in his heart, he looked down on Black Jin.
This is sothing I could summarize in a day, and you took three years to do it.
And you're still proud.
Su Yue felt fortunate for saving Black Jin.
If he could successfully comprehend the martial arts on the stele, it would be a huge gain.
"After breaking through to Grandmaster, I spent several more years figuring out how to refine the Divine Vein Pill.
"Afterwards, at all costs, I painstakingly gathered more than 700 types of Spirit dicine.
"Now, I'm only missing these few human hearts for my two Divine Vein Pills to be complete."
Black Jin looked at the Pill Furnace, seemingly wanting to stand up, but unfortunately, he simply couldn't.
Su Yue stepped up to support Black Jin.
"It's a pity that the thod of refining the Divine Vein Pill is derived from a certain pill from the Divine Land, and the Divine Elder never fully understood it before passing away.
"Ultimately, this Divine Vein Pill has so flaws.
"Because it requires the pure Qi Blood from a Fifth Grade heart, the finished pill will reject the Yangxiang Race. If you dare to take it recklessly, it will cause your body to explode.
"Therefore, although there are two Divine Vein Pills, neither you nor I can use them.
"I can only wait until I've recuperated from my injuries and then go to Earth to capture a female Martial Artist to bear two sons.
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