Trafford's Trading Club Chapter 660 Chapter 73 Whose Lifespan

660: Chapter 73: Whose Lifespan 660: Chapter 73: Whose Lifespan “Chuanxiong, Honghua, Shudihuang…”

Zhuifeng lowered his head, reciting the names of those medicinal ingredients that Zi Xing had written for him in front of the old master at the herbal medicine shop.

Of course, he couldn’t possibly know what these ingredients were used for, but since Zi Xing could write them out herself, she must be quite knowledgeable in medicine.

Soon after, he left the herbal medicine shop and hurried to another place—a riverside area within Riverside Park.

This was what Zi Xing had asked him to do, to check on the situation there, and perhaps meet some of her friends.

—As a token for recognition.

Zhuifeng looked at the Pisces Jade Pendant that Zi Xing had given him, and he suddenly got lost in thought.

This must have been something that Zi Xing kept close to her…

Even though it had been in his possession for a while, it seemed to still bear Zi Xing’s body warmth.

It felt like it carried her scent.

A passing car on the road suddenly honked, snapping Zhuifeng out of his daydreaming state.

He shook his head vigorously, then hurried towards the location of Riverside Park.

…

In a long-abandoned small wooden hut among the dense bamboo forest, Nero, who had collapsed directly onto the ground since entering, suddenly opened her eyes wide and sat up.

She turned her neck, making a crisp crackling sound from her bones.

Nero habitually pulled out a piece of chewing gum to chew on before checking the time on her phone.

She had been unconscious for a whole day and night.

“Luckily, that boss brought me back here, otherwise…” Nero got up and continued stretching her muscles and bones.

If she had passed out outside instead of in this place, she would have no sense of security—an urgent need, even if the actual safety factor was higher at clubs.

Even though that place is safe, it offers no sense of security at all.

Nero then placed the Yama Sword on a small wooden table in the hut, pushed open what served as the foyer door of the ‘living room,’ and walked into the inner quiet room.

Her parents used to live in seclusion here, and she was born in this place…

at least, she could still recall some details these days.

Nero, who had to remain optimistic, smiled as she reminisced, realizing she had a relatively plete childhood.

In the quiet room, Nero sat directly on the floor and took out several items.

One was a box obtained from the club used to preserve soul quality, and another was used to track the mutated ‘Prometheus’ iron whistle.

And while tracking the iron whistle, Nero encountered the Greedy Wolf Tribe from the Siberian plateau—and there, beside the small pass used for tracking, was a supposed secret treasure obtained from the Greedy Wolf Tribe.

A pletely black bead, but unlike jade in material, and holding it in her hand, it produced no reaction—yet it was of such importance to the Greedy Wolf Tribe.

Perhaps it required some specific methods unique to their tribe to activate it?

e to think of it, since this thing was already in her possession, if she were to use it as a trading currency, would that boss accept it?

It seemed like she was plotting something unusual again, her eyes narrowing.

Not long after, Nero gathered some ingredients from around the bamboo forest and independently whipped up a very simple dinner here.

In the evening, Nero turned off the lights, hummed a tune while closing the door, and softly said towards the uninhabited small wooden hut, “I’m leaving!”

As before, perhaps she would have added: Dad, Mom, I’m leaving!

As it was back then…

She wore stars and moonlight and eventually left this place.

…

…

Zhuifeng soon took a stroll around the riverbank at Riverside Park, then quickly returned to his home set up on a building rooftop.

In the past few days, he didn’t even contact Cheese Nini and the others, temporarily avoiding revealing anything about Zi Xing—not deliberately hiding it, just feeling that fewer people knowing about Zi Xing might be better… a cautious habit developed during his wandering days.

Using the simple tools here, he brewed those herbs into a potion and drank it.

Although he couldn’t immediately get up and walk around, his plexion seemed to have improved a bit.

Seeing Zi Xing meditating, the surrounding Spiritual Energy began converging around her, making Zhuifeng feel somewhat envious…

This situation suggested Zi Xing had a special cultivation technique—due to successive declines, many monsters in the demon world couldn’t use the highly efficient cultivation methods of ancient times anymore.

Most used basic breathing techniques, and some could only rely on instinct to absorb Spiritual Energy from nature—for example, Zhuifeng used a self-developed basic breathing method.

But Zi Xing’s highly efficient technique…

probably only those ancient demon clans with heritage possessed it?

Or perhaps she had a very powerful elder or something.

Although he once had very strong power…

that power disappeared after the boss extracted the Magic Wolf Soul from him, leaving him as ordinary as before.

For a noble demon like Zi Xing, someone as ordinary as a little Earth Wolf might not stir any special feelings?

“Is there something on my face?” Zi Xing suddenly opened her eyes, noticing Zhuifeng staring at her, and asked in mild curiosity.

“No, no!” Zhuifeng flusteredly waved his hands, “I…

I just noticed how fast you absorb Spiritual Energy!

It’s really amazing!”

Zi Xing responded with a faint smile and then, moved by a thought, softly said, “Zhuifeng, try absorbing some Spiritual Energy for me to see.”

“Huh?

Now?” Zhuifeng was taken aback.

“Is that not possible?” Zi Xing asked softly.

“No, not at all!” Zhuifeng quickly shook his head, sitting cross-legged with some embarrassment, “But my efficiency is poor…

I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.”

Saying this, Zhuifeng stopped hesitating and closed his eyes—truthfully, the best time for absorbing Spiritual Energy is during the midnight hour, and doing it at daytime, with originally subpar results, would probably be disappointing.

Yet Zi Xing silently watched, feeling the change in density of the Spiritual Energy clinging to Zhuifeng, eventually speaking slowly, “Zhuifeng, listen, I’ll only say this once, so remember as much as you can…

Consider it my thank-you gift for saving me.

This is a pretty decent technique from my clan, and I hope it will be of some help to you.”

Several segments Zhuifeng couldn’t prehend seemed to engrave themselves into his mind—as if, even though he couldn’t understand the words, when Zi Xing recited the technique, the originally slow-moving Spiritual Energy suddenly became active.

His body, almost out of his control, began to undergo some change…

a change not perceptible from the outside.

As Zi Xing recited the technique, Zhuifeng gradually entered a state of perfect harmony between self and environment.

Watching the changes in Spiritual Energy flow, as Zi Xing finished the technique, her eyes brightened involuntarily…

She certainly couldn’t carelessly reveal the Greedy Wolf Tribe’s important techniques, but considering she owed him for saving her life, this was the best she could offer.

In fact, it was a simplified version of a major cultivation technique from the Greedy Wolf Tribe’s heritage, something even wild demons in today’s demon world would fight over.

“I didn’t expect such good understanding from merely an ordinary Earth Wolf bloodline…” Zi Xing’s surprise grew, but finally, she sighed, “It’s a pity that with such understanding, if it weren’t for this small Earth Wolf bloodline…”

But how could that be changed?

Zi Xing shook her head, destiny, destiny…

the fate determined by heaven, who can break it?