Superior Kui Ox Fist

For sixteen years, you re-compared the medicinal ingredients and found that removing the Hei Gu Grass slightly improved the neutralization effect.

For thirty-three years, you reduced the eleven medicinal ingredients to eight. When the tribesmen used it, they exploded.

"...exploded."

For seventy-nine years, the number of medicinal ingredients in the prescription was reduced to seven.

In the eightieth year, after improving the seven ingredients, three tribesmen used the neutralized beast blood from the prescription and all successfully advanced to the Mountain Opening Realm.

In the eighty-fifth year, three more tribesmen tried it. Two advanced, and one failed.

For the next decade or so, no matter how you adjusted the proportions, you couldn't achieve any further effects.

You had an epiphany. You realized you were a fraud. Your foundation as a Witch Doctor was shallow, like a castle in the air, a tower built on sand. Ultimately, you had to start learning from the basics.

"Ah Can."

When Shen Can opened his eyes, he saw Huo Xian looking at him.

"Are you sick? Why do you look so tired?"

As Huo Xian spoke, he reached into a clay pot on the wooden shelf and took out a medicinal pellet.

It was about the size of a baby's fist.

It was pitch black, rough on the surface, and most importantly, not round.

"Here, eat it."

A strong, fishy, and dry smell wafted from the pellet, instantly energizing Shen Can. For some reason, it brought back memories of taking pills.

"Master, I'm fine. I might just be tired from practicing my punches."

He didn't refuse to eat it. Instead, he took the pellet and tucked it into his embrace.

The Witch Doctor's methods had to be improved. He'd rather be a dog than eat this pellet again.

"Master, I'll handle the rest," Shen Can said, reaching for the clay pot, intending to secretly reduce the dosage.

But Huo Xian directly took one of them and placed it on the stone grinder. The amount of medicinal ingredients wasn't reduced. In the end, Huo Xian hadn't dared to tamper with it.

When the first portion of medicinal herbs was ground into powder, Shen Can quickly said, "Master, I can pound the medicine."

Huo Xian nodded, scooped up the medicinal powder, and walked out of the ear cave.

Shen Can glanced outside before starting to pick out the medicinal ingredients.

Fortunately, his nimble hands had been honed during the nearly a hundred years of deduction. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to finish this task so quickly.

He sorted the removed medicinal ingredients and put them back in their respective places.

He couldn't explain it yet, so he decided to keep it a secret for now.

Before Huo Xian could speak, he poured the ground medicinal powder into two blood troughs and began stirring with a copper rod.

By the time Huo Xian came to look, the medicinal powder and beast blood had already fused into one, making it impossible to tell that he had skimped on the ingredients.

As he stirred, the beast blood seemed to boil.

It took more than half an hour before it finally returned to a relatively calm state.

Beast blood extracted from wild beasts also had its violent aura eliminated after a period of standing. However, the longer it stood, the less effective it became.

To ensure its efficacy, the Blazing Flame Tribe would only let it stand for one night.

After stirring, Shen Can noticed that his Master Huo Xian had returned to the ear cave and was holding a beast skin scroll, deep in thought.

The beast skin scroll was clearly worn out from being flipped through so many times, with bald patches where the writing was.

After a period of contemplation, Huo Xian began to write, seemingly having a new idea.

This scroll was pieced together and, when fully unfurled, was about ten feet long.

It was densely packed with text and illustrations, all records of improvements to the neutralization witch medicine prescription.

From the beginning of the scroll to the part Huo Xian was currently writing, there were thirteen recorded hypotheses for improvement.

Huo Xian then took two more beast skin scrolls from the wooden shelf behind him, which also contained records of improvements to the neutralization Witch Medicine Prescription.

However, the handwriting was different, indicating they were written by previous temple scribes of the tribe.

All these improved prescriptions remained only on paper.

Each improvement was merely a hypothesis.

"I don't dare to try," Huo Xian sighed.

"Two hundred years ago, the Bi Shan Tribe had a Witch Doctor who improved the tribe's neutralization prescription. The tribe's attempts to advance to the Mountain Opening Realm twice subsequently failed."

As a tribe possessing Heaven Vein Warriors, this wouldn't be an extinction-level disaster. However, in this land ravaged by natural disasters, the Bi Shan Tribe lacked a bit of luck.

The tribe's Mountain Opening Realm warriors fell one after another, and there was no one to replace them, which ultimately led to the disintegration of the entire tribe."

In the Great Wilderness, where success rates are not accurately described, it takes several experiments to judge whether an improved method is effective.

What's more, beast blood is not easy to obtain, and each time requires a period of accumulation. If several experiments go wrong, it will affect more than ten years before and after.

Encountering a bit of natural disaster then becomes an extinction-level disaster for the tribe.

Although the current formula is less efficient, it has stabilized the tribe's three-hundred-year heritage.

Just like Shen Can secretly improved the witch doctor's formula this time, whether the tribesmen can succeed also involves the tempering of the Kui Ox Fist, and even requires a bit of luck.

With the right timing, location, and people, there's no guarantee of a hundred percent success rate.

Not to mention, the Blazing Flame Tribe is currently experiencing natural disasters and the predicament of suspected powerful desolate beasts appearing.

Huo Xian rummaged through the wooden rack and took out another roll of shed animal skin.

"According to ancestral records, after a great disaster comes a great plague, with pestilence running rampant.

This rain has been falling for so many days. Who knows how many living beings have drowned and become nourishment for the plague insects."

Soon, seven or eight rolls of animal skin were piled up in front of Shen Can.

Huo Xian, however, was still rummaging through the wooden rack, as if he wanted to stuff a lot of things into his brain all at once during this opportunity.

This made him feel a sense of déjà vu. He was overworked before his transmigration, and now he was overworked again here, making him feel like his transmigration was for nothing.

"Take your time. It takes time for a Witch Doctor to get started."

Shen Can didn't want to get started; he just wanted to cheat. In this environment of the Great Wilderness, only cheaters could survive.

If all the tribesmen were Heaven Vein Realm warriors, and they hunted Tier 3 desolate beasts every day, wouldn't his temple be ecstatic?

Although Huo Xian wanted to stuff all the witch doctor's inheritance into Shen Can's brain, he ultimately retained some rationality.

Late in the night, he still sent Shen Can back to rest.

Back in the West Ear Cave, Shen Can was a little excited and couldn't wait to deduce further.

This damn environment offered no sense of security at all. He needed to become a warrior as soon as possible.

[Lifespan: 272]

After plundering the lifespan of the He Luo Fish, deducing the intermediate Tier 2 neutralizing witch doctor formula consumed 98 years.

When deducing, Shen Can didn't think too much; he just felt that this matter had to be done.

"Continue deducing the Kui Ox Fist."

"Directly give me two hundred years."

As the thought emerged, a phantom image appeared in the three-legged small cauldron. He started with a Kui Ox Charge stance.

[You have invested two hundred years of lifespan to cultivate the Kui Ox Fist.]

[Even a pig living for two hundred years could develop some spiritual essence. You practiced diligently for forty years. A pig crashed into a tree, and you crashed into the pig, and you actually managed to grasp some of the essence. The third stance of the Kui Ox Fist was mastered by you inadvertently.]

[The quality of the Kui Ox Fist has been upgraded to intermediate grade. During the practice, sixty percent of your muscles and bones, and flesh and blood were activated.]

[You were still not satisfied with the intermediate grade Kui Ox Fist and became obsessed with practicing diligently.]

[You became possessed and called out 'moo moo' every day.]

[A year later, you finally recovered and stopped calling out like a cow.]

[In the one hundred and eighth year, while practicing the fist technique, you suddenly heard a bone-cracking sound from within your body. Although it was very faint, you keenly grasped this change and named it Kui Ox Thunder Sound.]

[You held onto the thunder sound and gradually mastered it. The quality of your Kui Ox Fist has been upgraded to superior grade.]

[During cultivation, over eighty percent of your muscles and bones, and flesh and blood can be activated.]

[You vaguely felt that the thunder sound had greater mysteries, but you were too tired. This deduction has ended, consuming a total of one hundred and seventeen years of lifespan. The remaining lifespan has been returned, with a total remaining lifespan of 155 years.]

On the stone bed, Shen Can opened his eyes. His first feeling wasn't excitement, but rather, "Moo."

He immediately covered his mouth and stared blankly at the cave ceiling for a long time. After contemplating "Who am I? Where am I?", he finally came back to his senses.

His head hurt.

He reached into his embrace and gnawed on the earthy-smelling pills.

The medicinal balls that Master Huo Xian made were not very tasty, but they should have some effect.

After lying down for a long time, Shen Can felt that the pain in his head had lessened, and his mental fatigue had recovered somewhat.

"Superior Kui Ox Fist!"

"Hehehe... Woof woof woof..."

Shen Can lay on the stone bed without getting up. The improvement in the quality of his cultivation technique couldn't directly translate into his strength.

But it was not a big problem; the temple could steal food.

Although the Blazing Flame Tribe was not large, it never starved its ancestors.

As long as the ancestors had food, he would have a basinful.

"Tomorrow, some tribesmen will be soaking beast blood. This fist technique..."