Life Nurturing Art: 180 Years

"Dao'er, Dao'er, how are you?"

Seeing Jiang Dao casually tear off the Eerie Youth's head, Jiang Dalong's face turned deathly pale. No matter how anxious he was, he quickly hurried over and asked.

Pang Lin, Fang Biao, and the others also rushed over, each of them utterly shocked.

Jiang Dao's body swayed as his swollen muscles gradually returned to normal, the veins across his body all receding. His face was somewhat pale, while blood streamed down his chest, still dripping poisonous blood without end.

Although he had the Life Nurturing Art, and had forced out most of the poisonous blood, plenty of toxins still remained within him, making it difficult to expel them completely in a short time.

"Father, it's nothing serious."

Jiang Dao shook his head.

"Quick, get someone to bandage Dao'er!"

Jiang Dalong shouted anxiously.

"No need. The wounds are poisoned. No one come near!"

Jiang Dao waved his hand, stopping the people who rushed over. He then borrowed a steel blade from Pang Lin, endured the pain, pinched a piece of flesh corroded by the poison, and cut it off with a slash.

Squelch!

Poisonous blood sprayed out, filling the air with a fishy stench.

Jiang Dao groaned miserably in pain.

Fortunately, his Life Nurturing Art was extremely powerful, circulating continuously within his body.

The blood that had just sprayed out rapidly stopped, and even the wound slowly began to wriggle shut.

"Bring me bandages!"

Jiang Dao said in a muffled voice.

Pang Lin at once hurriedly handed him bandages.

Jiang Dao accepted them and tightly wrapped them around the wounds on his body himself.

The entire wound burned with pain. If not for the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt protecting him, that claw from the Eerie Youth would have already disemboweled him!

Monsters, Malevolent Spirits—none of them were normal humans!

This world was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

"Father, we need to set off early. We can't stay here."

Jiang Dao grunted.

"Alright, alright!"

Jiang Dalong quickly nodded and had someone help Jiang Dao into a carriage.

The servants bustled about in a flurry, hurriedly packing their things and setting off once more.

After that, they encountered no further danger.

Outside the carriage, Pang Lin, Fang Biao, Wang Xing, and the others earnestly led the guards.

The group continued onward, not daring to stop for even a moment along the way.

Inside the carriage.

Jiang Dao looked at the five martial arts before him and ultimately modified the Life Nurturing Art and Eagle Claw Iron Shirt once again.

After fighting the Eerie Youth, he had deeply understood the Life Nurturing Art's usefulness.

At only one hundred and twenty years, it could already force out so many toxins.

If it were modified to two hundred or three hundred years, its effects would be even greater.

More importantly, during the earlier battle, the Life Nurturing Art had also given him an enormous boost in combat power.

When the Eerie Youth had coiled around his body and was about to strangle him to death, he had used the Life Nurturing Art's inner force to blast it into grievous injury. That alone showed how useful the Life Nurturing Art was.

Whoosh!

The entire panel changed once again.

Name: Jiang Dao

Strength: 3.5

Speed: 2.8

Spirit: 1.3

Martial Arts:

Life Nurturing Art (180 years later) Cannot be modified

Eagle Claw Iron Shirt (180 years later) Cannot be modified

Mad Demon Staff Art (120 years later) Cannot be modified

Blood Shadow Soulchaser Blade (120 years later) Cannot be modified

Poison Sand Palm (120 years later) Cannot be modified

...

Feeling the airflow within his body instantly grow twice as thick, Jiang Dao felt waves of comfort from the bottom of his heart.

The airflow, previously no thicker than an earphone cable, had now become as thick as a phone charging cable. As it circulated, his wounds tingled and ached, while his whole spirit became refreshed and vigorous.

"Still only two martial arts can be modified? I can't modify more at once..."

Jiang Dao frowned.

This Eerie Youth was clearly several times stronger than an ordinary Malevolent Spirit, yet it had only allowed him to modify two martial arts, with each gaining merely sixty years of cultivation.

Could it be that this panel could only modify two martial arts at a time?

"Two is two. It's better than being unable to modify them."

Jiang Dao thought to himself.

Even if it was only two, he could accept it.

Looking at the five martial arts above, Jiang Dao began pondering again.

"I wonder whether I can fuse the Mad Demon Staff Art and Blood Shadow Soulchaser Blade. If these two martial arts can be integrated and their strengths used to make up for each other's weaknesses, becoming one, they will surely be even stronger..."

Jiang Dao pondered.

But while it sounded simple, one was a staff art and the other a blade art—two entirely different martial arts.

He immediately closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, beginning to painstakingly deduce and fuse them in his mind.

Time passed swiftly, drop by drop.

A full two days passed.

During that time, the Jiang Family convoy rested for one night in a nearby small town.

Fortunately, nothing happened that night.

It was not until noon on the third day that they finally arrived at Fengzhou City.

Fengzhou City was likewise a place the Jiang Family had operated in for a long time. They had extensive connections here and no small amount of business. Forget the several million taels of banknotes on Jiang Dao; merely relying on the shops here would be enough for them to live well for quite some time.

The Jiang Family's business stretched across four provinces and thirteen commanderies, so naturally Hengzhou City was not their only stronghold.

It was simply their family's largest stronghold.

"Dao'er, we're here."

With a smile on his face, Jiang Dalong got out of the carriage and immediately headed toward Jiang Dao's carriage.

The curtain was lifted.

Jiang Dao's burly, muscular body slowly emerged from within the carriage.

Once both feet touched the ground, he was actually another two centimeters taller than before. His shoulders were broad, his black hair thick, and he wore a clean white robe. Raising his gaze, he looked toward the manor before him.

Jiang Manor Estate.

Four large gilt characters, ancient in style and rich in charm, entered his sight.

Before the gates stood his five worthless younger brothers and his little sister, Jiang Ruyan.

The moment Jiang Ruyan saw her family arrive, her eyes reddened at once. She cried out and swiftly rushed toward Jiang Dalong.

"Father, Big Brother..."

Jiang Ruyan's voice choked with sobs.

"Ruyan, it's all right now. Go find your mother over there!"

Jiang Dalong smiled kindly.

With red, swollen eyes and tears streaming down her face, Jiang Ruyan nodded hard, then looked at Jiang Dao. "Big Brother, are you all right?"

"It's nothing. No one bullied you these past few days, did they?"

Jiang Dao asked, glancing at his five worthless younger brothers.

"No!"

Jiang Ruyan said.

"Mm, go help over there!"

Jiang Dao nodded.

Jiang Ruyan immediately walked to the side to look for her mother.

"Dao'er, this is the estate your father built over more than ten years. From now on, we should finally be completely safe."

Jiang Dalong said.

The other servants were delighted as well, bustling about as they carried the things from the carriages down.

Others rushed into the estate and began cleaning, sprinkling water, and driving away bad luck.

Only Jiang Dao felt weighed down, knowing matters were not so simple.

He had killed one Spirit Child from Spirit Child Palace.

No one knew whether that faction would seek revenge!

After all, it was an inhuman faction!

Their methods could be even more extreme than those of normal people.

If they came for revenge, would he be able to stop them?

"Quick, go buy some firecrackers to set off. And send invitations to every prominent gentleman in the city. The day after tomorrow at noon, I'll invite them to a meal at Yan Yang Restaurant!"

Jiang Dalong suddenly ordered.

Having escaped death this time, he had seen many things in a new light. He wished he could feast with the entire city and celebrate together.

"Father, I want to learn martial arts. Do you have any other connections?"

Jiang Dao suddenly asked, his voice heavy.

"Learn martial arts? You... haven't you already learned?"

Jiang Dalong asked in astonishment.

"It's far from enough. I want to learn more. The appearance of a single Malevolent Spirit caused Hengzhou City such devastating casualties. If one appears in Fengzhou again, can we still escape by sheer luck?"

Jiang Dao asked.

Jiang Dalong instantly fell silent, his heart sinking.

That was right!

Those without long-term worries would surely have immediate troubles!

They had survived this time only by luck.

If it happened again, what then?

"Dao'er, don't worry. I'll write to some friends right away and ask whether they have any connections. I will definitely give you an answer within three days!"

Jiang Dalong said gravely.

"Alright."

Jiang Dao nodded lightly.