Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 348 - 141 Entering the Grey Fog Obtaining

Chapter 348 -141: Entering the Grey Fog, Obtaining Treasures (10,000 Characters Requesting Subscription)_3

Chapter 348 -141: Entering the Grey Fog, Obtaining Treasures (10,000 Characters Requesting Subscription)_3

The power of Energy Transformation is that the Gang Qi can adhere to the palm of the hand. Chen Jie had seen an Energy Transformation Master unleash moves.

When they struck, their palms would emanate a faint glow, which was the Gang Qi.

A type of power similar to Inner Strength, yet different from it, distinguished by its external release.

And Energy Transformation could achieve the adhesion of Gang Qi to the body, such as on the palms, so that they could withstand the blow of swords and sabers.

Of course, if your Gang Qi was strong enough, you could also cover swords and sabers in it.

Creating a protective layer on the sword, and such Gang Qi would differ in color depending on the Cultivation Technique practiced.

That is the formidable aspect of Energy Transformation.

And the third piece of information mentioned something beyond Energy Transformation.

Above Energy Transformation was the Qi Blood Holding Core Realm.

Martial Arts fundamentally differs from Immortal Cultivation and the path of Magic.

Immortal Cultivation harnesses the power of the heavens and earth, while Martial Arts cultivate the power of flesh and blood.

If Cultivators are akin to magicians, then Martial Artists’ cultivation is like that of warriors.

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Cultivating their very life force.

Skin Buff cultivates the meat barrier, Dark Force cultivates the Bone Barrier, and Energy Transformation cultivates the blood marrow barrier.

Seeing this, one can realize that Martial Arts is a process from the outside in.

Skin and flesh, sinew and marrow.

Are all that a person comprises. When a Martial Artist has cultivated until their skin is like cowhide, their flesh as heavy as iron, their sinews and bones like fine steel, their marrow as cold as frost, and their blood like mercury, essentially every part of the body has been trained, meaning the energy of every cell in the body has been awakened.

Then one can enter the next step, the Qi Blood Holding Core, elevating the strength of one’s flesh and blood once more.

Entering another world.

Advancing to a new phase.

This is Martial Arts, cultivating one’s own power to achieve supernatural abilities.

Chen Jie thought to himself upon reading this far. His brother, Ni Wenjun, was he in the Holding Core Realm or even beyond?

Chen Jie did not know, but at the very least, he should be in the Holding Core Realm.

Thinking so, he continued to study the fourth piece of information. Yang Family Town, wasn’t that the town where he bathed? Unexpectedly, he had been seen, a testament to the pervasive power of the Fishing Guild.

He realized he needed to be more cautious in the future.

However, it’s not entirely a bad thing, at least it diverted attention away from the city, reducing the pressure on Yunjin and Sister Hua.

With these thoughts, Chen Jie looked at the most important fifth piece of information.

Inside the gray fog, there truly was a five-hundred-year-old Blood Ganoderma, which was good news indeed.

Though Uncle Zhong mentioned the possibility, there was no guarantee, but now, with the confirmation from the intelligence, combining the two, Chen Jie felt much more assured. Since the Blood Ganoderma was truly within the gray fog, his trip there was unavoidable.

Yet, the gray fog gave Chen Jie an oppressive feeling, signaling that within it lay not a place of goodness.

Regardless, he had to check it out, for his chance at turning his life around depended on this journey into the gray fog.

The intelligence warned that the night was more dangerous than the day, so he would enter the mountain at noon the next day.

Thinking this, Chen Jie once again closed his eyes to rest and sleep. The most important aspect of a fugitive’s life was rest, to recuperate and amass strength. On regular days, one might rise with the rooster’s crow, but while fleeing, conserving physical strength to maintain combat readiness was paramount.

After sleeping for a while, feeling the dawn was near, Chen Jie promptly left the Guild Cao’s quarters.

Street vendors had already set up their breakfast stalls outside, where Chen Jie bought a bowl of wontons and two baskets of steamed buns, and ate them on his own.

With a full stomach, Chen Jie purchased some dry food, packed a Water Gourd, carried a medicine basket, took the necessary items, and picked up a decent Red Tassel Spear, then entered the mountains with the Water Gourd in tow.

The mountain near Xiantao Town was called Dahei Mountain, and the gray fog began halfway up its slopes.

Chen Jie arrived at the halfway point, waited a while until the sunlight was strong, and then plunged into the gray fog.

The fog was thick, and Chen Jie estimated it to be at least five meters deep. After passing through the foggy area, he seemed to have arrived in a new world in an instant.

Tall trees and majestic forests stood before him, not the gloomy and terrifying place one might have imagined.

“Is this inside the gray fog?”

Chen Jie muttered doubtfully, then turned to survey his surroundings, noticing no clear path. He proceeded to move through this primeval forest.

Ten minutes in, suddenly Chen Jie spotted an old ginseng buried among the weeds on the ground not far ahead.

“F**k?”

Had he stumbled upon treasure in just a few steps?

Bending down, Chen Jie drew the Autumn Cicada dagger and dug it out, unearthing a ginseng that appeared to be around thirty-four years old, worth easily one to two hundred silver taels if sold.

Chen Jie brushed off the loose earth and casually tossed it into the large medicine basket he had brought.

He continued forward.

Having just crossed a patch of forest, he lowered his head and suddenly felt a gust beside him. Chen Jie spun around and slashed with his knife.

Crack…

A green snake with a red Chicken Crown atop its head was sliced in two and fell to the ground, still hissing eerily as it died.

Chicken Crown!

That was the name of the snake, with extremely potent venom. A bite from one a meter and a half long could kill a Skin Buff Realm expert on the spot.

This place really was quite dangerous.