Chapter 4 Tiger Bone Ointment

"Martial Artist?"

Wang Sheng, who wanted to become a Martial Artist, was extremely sensitive to this term. The moment Li Wenguang mentioned it, his attention was instantly captivated.

At the same time, he felt a bit strange.

Hearing the term Martial Artist from Li Wenguang's mouth wasn't unusual, as everyone in this world wanted to become a Martial Artist.

The key was that Li Wenguang was the one suggesting he could become a Martial Artist.

Because of the progress bar, he now had hopes of becoming a Martial Artist.

But Li Wenguang didn't know about this!

Or had he already seen through him?

"Uncle Li, are you sure you didn't misspeak?"

"I certainly didn't misspeak. The conditions for a Martial Artist are Cultivation Technique and resources, right? Your aunt and I discussed this, so we prepared this for you."

Saying so, Li Wenguang placed the book in his hands onto the ceramic jar and passed it over.

"The book on top is a Cultivation Technique that my father came across when he was young. It's called Plum Flower Step. Although I, your Uncle Li, haven't made much of a name with it, you very well might. After all, Martial Arts are all about the right opportunity and talent. Before you try, no one knows what will happen. As for what's in this ceramic jar..."

The ceramic jar looked well-preserved, not shabby at all, slightly moist with some soil still clinging to the bottom.

However, from the rope tied around the neck of the jar, one could tell the jar was quite old.

"The item in this jar is called Tiger Bone Ointment. Take a small spoonful, dissolve it in water, and consume it. It was left by my old man, hoping our descendants could become Martial Artists. Unfortunately, I didn't make it, and your Brother Li didn't either. We used up half of the Tiger Bone Ointment without achieving any results, although it did enhance our physique a bit, barely enough to make a living as Hunters."

Li Wenguang seemed somewhat melancholic mentioning this. Was becoming a Martial Artist really so difficult?

This kind of item, in theory, should be a treasured family heirloom. Seeing someone who has grown up before you possibly heading to such a place, he ultimately couldn't help but soften his heart.

Of course, this was after discussing it. Even though he was the head of the family, he did not like to act alone in such matters; otherwise, he would only create estrangement within his family.

He himself had struggled with the decision for two days, discussed it with his wife for a day, and even sought his son's opinion. Ultimately, the whole family agreed unanimously to give these items away.

Wang Sheng was someone their family had watched grow up; they simply couldn't bear it.

Wang Sheng didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Regardless of the authenticity of these two items, just the sentiment alone was enough to make one jealous.

"Having gained your body, I accept your karma."

Wang Sheng suddenly understood the true meaning of this phrase.

Having gained this body, he had entered the "net" in which this body was caught.

Seeing that Wang Sheng made no move to accept, thinking he was embarrassed, Li Wenguang said, "Go ahead, take it. I can't vouch for the Cultivation Technique, but this Tiger Bone Ointment was made by my father from tiger bone herb he found himself. Even if you don't practice Martial Arts, it can still improve your constitution... Even if you don't succeed, you should at least be able to protect yourself if you need to flee."

It was just like the longtime neighbor he was; he understood the original Wang Sheng very well, who would never accept Sun Family's propositions.

However, he also underestimated that Wang Sheng's pride was much stronger than imagined, choosing to die on the spot.

As for Li Wenguang's Cultivation Technique and Tiger Bone Ointment—

His choice was to accept.

He didn't have the strong pride of the original person; he only wanted to survive.

For anything that could aid in his progress, Wang Sheng wouldn't pass up.

"Uncle Li, thank you!"

He directly accepted the ceramic jar.

Seeing Wang Sheng accept the Tiger Bone Ointment, Li Wenguang's sense of loss suddenly vanished.

"Also, here are the chrysanthemum seeds you wanted. Although I don't know what you plan to do with them, it's best if you still focus all your thoughts on becoming a Martial Artist. Your chances of becoming a Martial Artist within a month are less than one percent, but not zero."

Wang Sheng clenched the pocket holding the chrysanthemum seeds and said, "I will, Uncle Li!"

"All right, there's still work to do in the fields, so I'll be going now. I hope you succeed!"

Li Wenguang left, and Wang Sheng returned to his house with the three items.

He knew the importance of having a reason; many things, just by having a reason, could be simplified greatly.

But Li Wenguang was right about one thing.

That was to make Martial Arts the focus.

The logic of reason is one thing, but fists are another, and in this world, fists are decidedly more important.

So Wang Sheng immediately opened the "Plum Flower Step."

With the help of the progress bar, Cultivation Techniques were no longer so crucial, but he still wanted to see what Cultivation Techniques in this world were like.

However, after flipping through a few pages, he gave up.

This "Plum Flower Step," just as its name suggested, was merely a Step Technique, not a true Cultivation Technique.

How could practicing Step Techniques transform Li Wenguang and his son into Martial Artists?

This was the consequence of not having a legacy; they knew of Martial Artists, knew of Cultivation Techniques, but didn't understand the details, so they couldn't possibly succeed.

Wang Sheng was able to notice this due to the influence of his past life.

Then there was the "resource," the Tiger Bone Ointment!

He had high hopes for this item, knowing the physique of Li Wenguang and his son Li Yongfeng—they were as strong as bulls.

He initially thought it was hereditary, but now it seemed it was the work of the Tiger Bone Ointment.

He opened the lid of the ceramic jar, and a fragrance burst forth, invigorating the spirit.

Inside, there was a white, lard-like substance, its origins unknown.

Wang Sheng didn't hesitate; he wanted to try this good stuff right away.

Following Li Wenguang's instruction, he scooped a small spoonful into a bowl, then dissolved it in water.

Something miraculous happened—the white substance turned red when mixed with water, and the original fragrance intensified.

Wang Sheng downed the entire bowl of red liquid in one gulp.

Upon drinking, he only felt a warm sensation throughout his body which gradually intensified to a scorching heat.

He didn't hesitate and immediately began performing Ba Duan Jin.

The Ba Duan Jin that broke through limits was indeed useful. After several sequences, the intense heat in his body was somewhat relieved, and he could distinctly feel his body becoming stronger.

Thud!

Before long, Wang Sheng heard a sound like a drum.

This was a sign of the reactivation of Qi-Blood, but unlike before, he didn't feel hungry. This was the effect of the Tiger Bone Ointment; just a little bit could support one training session.

About fifteen minutes later, feeling the effect of the medicine wearing off inside, he ended his exercise session.

Looking at the Tiger Bone Ointment after his workout, his eyes were filled with fervor.

The effect was even better than he had imagined.

The jar wasn't small, and with such an ample amount of Tiger Bone Ointment left, it was enough to make him a Martial Artist, and even to advance further among them...