Resolving Snake Venom

The burning airflow within Fang Chen's body was gradually refined, and the wound on his calf began to ache again.

"So painful!"

Fang Chen grimaced in pain. He hadn't expected to be so unlucky as to be bitten by a venomous snake. He had clearly scanned his surroundings with his Spiritual Sense just now and hadn't found any powerful life signatures. It seemed this snake was no ordinary creature.

He immediately took out the potion Li Yanshan had given him, poured a little onto the wound, and applied it.

A faint coolness spread from the wound, and the intense pain immediately subsided somewhat. However, he noticed black threads spreading across his calf, originating from the snakebite wound.

"The potion Uncle Li gave me isn't working!"

Fang Chen's expression immediately turned grim. At this moment, the spiritual energy that the Floating Immortal Sword had infused into his body was depleted again, and the pain from the wound intensified.

"Right, the Floating Immortal Sword's energy can relieve pain. I wonder if it can also neutralize poison?"

Fang Chen immediately stood up, walked to the venomous snake that was still writhing on the ground, and swung his sword down again.

"Chiss..."

The snake was cut in half again. A surge of hot airflow flowed from the Floating Immortal Sword into Fang Chen's body. Although this airflow was weaker than before, it made the pain in Fang Chen's leg disappear.

Fang Chen continued to swing his sword, chopping the large snake into pieces.

The large snake was over ten feet long and was cut into more than a dozen pieces within ten breaths by Fang Chen.

After more than a dozen consecutive chops, Fang Chen felt that the spiritual energy flowing into his body from the Floating Immortal Sword had also run out.

At this moment, under the effect of the hot airflow from the Floating Immortal Sword, the wound on Fang Chen's calf had actually returned to normal. It had been swollen, black, and painful before.

But now, Fang Chen's calf had subsided, and the two wounds from the snake's fangs had already scabbed over.

Fang Chen reached out and touched the wound on his calf. It didn't hurt at all. He pressed down hard again, and it still didn't hurt.

"It's healed?"

Fang Chen's eyes lit up slightly, and he felt a surge of excitement. He hadn't expected the spiritual energy flowing into his body from the Floating Immortal Sword could also neutralize snake venom. The Floating Immortal Sword was more powerful than he had imagined.

He stared at the Floating Immortal Sword and murmured, "I wonder what else this sword can do?"

"Grumble grumble!"

Fang Chen's stomach rumbled, and a strong sense of hunger washed over him. Although he had eaten Spirit Rice with preserved sausage for lunch, he had expended a lot of energy chopping his way up the mountainside. Even though the Floating Immortal Sword was amazing, the energy he absorbed from it couldn't eliminate his hunger.

He was about to take out a Spirit Wheat Flatbread to satisfy his hunger, but when he saw the large snake he had chopped into more than a dozen pieces on the ground, he put the flatbread back.

"This snake is so big, it should taste delicious roasted, right?"

With that thought, Fang Chen immediately walked to the side of the stone house and dragged out a few wooden beams. These beams were already rotten and useless. Fang Chen planned to burn them all to roast the snake. He now knew that the Floating Immortal Sword couldn't absorb spiritual energy from rocks at night, so he didn't plan to stay on the mountaintop long-term, and he wasn't going to repair the stone house.

He used the Floating Immortal Sword to chop the wooden beams into pieces. While chopping firewood, he specifically whittled out two sticks, which he could use to skewer the snake meat later.

After preparing the firewood, he took out flint and steel to light the dry wood, then began to process the snake meat.

Half an hour later, the sky had completely darkened, and a strong wind howled on the mountaintop. Fang Chen sat by the campfire, eating snake meat.

"It's so fragrant, even more fragrant than the preserved meat Uncle Li cooks. Too bad there are no seasonings, otherwise it would be even better!"

Fang Chen mumbled as he ate the roasted snake meat.

Although all the snake meat was cooked, he only ate half of it because the snake was truly enormous, weighing at least seven catties.

Fang Chen touched his stomach, took a sip of water from his canteen, then climbed onto a giant stone to lie down, gazing up at the starry sky. There was no moon tonight, and the starry sky was exceptionally brilliant. Looking at the vast sea of stars, Fang Chen truly wished he could soar into the sky and explore the depths of the star sea. He had heard that Saints and Great Emperors could traverse the starry sky, and he wondered if it was true.

Although he yearned for Saints and Great Emperors in his heart, Fang Chen also knew that Saints and Great Emperors were powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of this world, and not everyone could reach such a realm.

Even with the Floating Immortal Sword now, he didn't dare to imagine he could reach that level.

He just wanted to live a free and comfortable life with plenty of food and clothing. After all, he came from a poor family, and hunger had been his constant companion since he was sensible. Therefore, his childhood dream was to be able to eat his fill at every meal.

After arriving at the Glazed Sword Sect, he had long suffered bullying and oppression on Dragon Tiger Mountain, yet he still couldn't eat his fill and was often beaten.

Now, Fang Chen's dream was almost within reach.

In the past, Fang Chen had never planned his life because he didn't have the ability to control his own destiny. Now, with the improvement of his abilities, he finally had this opportunity.

Although his strength had improved considerably, he was not yet free. He still owed the sect a large debt, and he was being targeted by Zhang Tieniu's elder brother, Zhang Tielin. If he wanted to go out and earn money, he had to deal with Zhang Tielin.

The most pressing matter was to improve his own strength and overcome the hurdle before him.

After lying on the large stone for a while, the dew began to thicken, and Fang Chen felt a bit cold. He got down from the giant stone. He didn't plan to spend the night on the mountaintop because the wind was too strong, the stone house was dilapidated, and most importantly, there were venomous snakes here. It would be disastrous if he were bitten by a venomous snake again while sleeping here.

He shouldered his pack and used the Misty Turtle Step to hurry down the mountain.

With the help of the Misty Turtle Step and the cleared trees on the mountain path, Fang Chen quickly returned to his residence. He went to the small stream behind the courtyard and took a bath, as he was covered in sweat and grime after chopping wood all afternoon.

After his bath, he returned to his room, spread out his sleeping mat and quilt, and lay down on the bed to rest.

The next morning, as soon as dawn broke and before the sun had risen, Fang Chen woke up. The first thing he did was go to the courtyard entrance, summon the Floating Immortal Sword, and swing it at a rock.

"Clang!"

The rock split in two. The Floating Immortal Sword vibrated slightly, and a warm airflow flowed into Fang Chen's body.

Fang Chen's eyes lit up slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Good, the Floating Immortal Sword is back to normal!"

When he was sleeping last night, Fang Chen had worried that the Floating Immortal Sword might have a problem and that he wouldn't be able to absorb spiritual energy even during the day. Now it seemed his worries were unfounded.

He didn't continue chopping rocks. Instead, he put away the Floating Immortal Sword, washed up, lit a fire in the kitchen, and reheated the snake meat he had brought down from the mountaintop last night. After eating his fill, he stuffed a Spirit Wheat Flatbread into his pocket, slung his canteen over his shoulder, and headed up the mountain.