Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2435 - 2425: Demon Beast Mountains

Regarding the matters happening to the Emperor Clan, Long Yan truly knows nothing at all. It’s been four or five days since separating in the bamboo forest, but Old Madman seems completely uninterested in resting in the town, heading straight to the distance.

Even though Long Yan is a cultivator, he can’t handle traveling at such a pace, yet seeing the composure of Old Madman beside him, Long Yan grits his teeth and keeps looking at him. Although cultivators can go without eating or drinking for several days compared to normal people, not even resting once during these four or five days, even a Daluo Golden Immortal wouldn’t last, yet the unwillingness to admit defeat drives Long Yan’s determination.

"How’s it going kid, can’t take it anymore?"

Old Madman’s teasing voice came from beside him; Long Yan turned his head away and didn’t look at him. However, a feeling of fatigue kept creeping through his body, but his strong willpower supported him. freёnovelkiss.com

"Not bad."

Old Madman’s eyes flashed with a bit of appreciation. Compared to other geniuses, Long Yan was simply outstanding, lasting so long without relying on that strange strength, which made Old Madman somewhat admire him.

His martial arts are somewhat unique, differing from traditional Martial Path cultivation. His methods, at the time, were sometimes labeled as unorthodox, though later on, he had been rehabilitated; yet Old Madman remained a half-good, half-evil cultivator, and fellow cultivators preferred to keep their distance from him.

"Alright!"

Seeing the distant, continuous mountain ranges, Old Madman clapped his hands; this is where he wanted to find the first training method.

"From now on, you have to live in the jungle for a week."

Long Yan had a full thought of questioning, wondering if this counts as training. Not just for himself, even if you randomly found someone, who knows, they might succeed here.

"Don’t underestimate this forest!"

Old Madman puffed his chest as if the forest were planted by him, Long Yan truly didn’t understand where his pride came from.

However, Old Madman’s words held some truth. From the distant shrubs came a rustling sound, and a black figure darted from the woods; Long Yan’s gaze focused, was this a wild boar?

It was clear the tusks hadn’t fully grown, yet this wild boar was as large as an ox, its entire body pitch-black with bristles upright like steel needles; this must be a Demon Beast.

The right-hand giant sword sounded with a series of sonic booms in the air, Old Madman’s greatsword was twice as fast as the wild boar.

The wild boar’s head was directly split off by the greatsword, its entire body exploding into a cloud of blood mist, twitching on the ground from time to time as Old Madman lifted his sword without any concern, as if purely out of instinct. The speed left Long Yan in awe.

"The Martial Path is about developing the body to its limits. I’ve seen plenty of current martial arts, but they’re focused on techniques instead of the physical body, which is foolish. What I want to teach you is to deal the greatest harm to the enemy at the fastest speed."

Old Madman shook off the fresh blood on his greatsword; once you cultivate to a certain realm, you don’t need eyes to see, the martial path instincts will allow you to counterattack directly, but this is premature for Long Yan, so Old Madman plans to let Long Yan begin by training his physical endurance.

"This forest borders the Demon Realm, acting as a buffer area after sealing. This endless mountain range is mostly populated by Demon Beasts, even ones that would require me to battle diligently. But now, I need you to survive here for a week."

Old Madman said while looking into Long Yan’s eyes, even the lowest monsters demand vigilance; in this Demon Beast Forest, the survival of the fittest plays out constantly, requiring readiness at all times for the future challenges, a slip in caution will cost one’s life.

Seeing Long Yan didn’t say anything, Old Madman felt a bit more delighted. Only those who can accept hardships have the qualification to become Strong Ones. If Long Yan disagrees, Old Madman will leave and let Long Yan choose his own path without any master-disciple bond between them.

"But I want you not to use any True Qi or mystics, relying solely on physical power. Your peculiar power must not be used either."

"I’ll leave a Seal on you; after seven days, it will automatically unlock. No matter what attacks you face, even if killing you, I won’t unravel the seal."

Long Yan nodded in firm agreement; with True Qi, though difficult, escaping from the beasts would be feasible for him. Using the Ice Secret alone, whenever he wanted, would serve as a weapon.

"Well then, rest tonight. Starting tomorrow morning, once you open your eyes, I’ll disappear. After seven days, I’ll return. Oh, take this."

With these words, Old Madman handed Long Yan a yellow talisman. It served no practical function, merely allowing Old Madman to track Long Yan’s location, ensuring he finds him after the seven-day span.

"And a warning, the deeper you go towards the sealed area, the stronger the beasts become, with some Evil Cults hiding in these mountains. If you don’t want to die, don’t venture deep."

Long Yan gazed at the distant sky, where black talismans shimmered. This represented the Seal binding the Demon Clan. Since Long Yan soared up, he hadn’t been here; yet the black talismans clearly revealed the weakening of the Seal, strands of dark qi leaking from mirror-like cracks.

"There’s one more thing, the depths of the forest house lone demons who differ entirely from your lower realm’s demons, so you mustn’t dive deep into them. If encountered, flee quickly rather than engage."

The two lit a bonfire, as Old Madman took out a jug of wine, drinking by himself. Lighting a fire is a reflection of human habit, given beasts instinctively fear flames.

"By the way, Old Madman, earlier I saw quite a large town, and wondered what it’s for. In this plagued area, shouldn’t everyone avoid living here?"

Reflecting on the flight here, witnessing the town’s bustling scenes, Long Yan was indeed surprised. Reasonably, under constant invasion of Demonic Qi, few would choose to reside here.

"Oh, it’s quite renowned, a mercenary town. Regularly, hunters come to hunt beasts and exchange for money at the town over there."

Old Madman said after a sip of wine, noting the mercenary town fascinatingly offers occasional exchange of treasures found in the mountains. Once Long Yan’s week-long training concludes, he can settle there.

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