Running Under the Setting Sun, That Was My Lost Youth

Chapter 29: Running Under the Setting Sun, That Was My Lost Youth

But in the final few steps, I relied entirely on my intuition to refine it, not following the Elixir Recipe step by step!

So, am I successful or have I failed?

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and stared at the medicinal liquid for a long time.

Why not give it a try? It's the crystallization of over three and a half hours of hard work, after all.

He hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind.

The anticipation of confirming the existence of 'cultivation' overwhelmed his fear of the unknown medicinal liquid.

Worst case scenario, I'll just get my stomach pumped at the hospital.

Of course, Song Shuhang was not reckless.

He first took out his phone and brought up the dialer for his roommate, Tu Bo. If anything went wrong, he could call Tu Bo with a flick of his finger.

He had originally intended to go to the emergency call page, but he feared that if he was too weak to speak, the emergency operator might think it was a prank, and then he'd be truly screwed. So, he decided to call a familiar roommate. If something was wrong, even a few screams would let them know immediately.

"Let's try it, just one mouthful... I shouldn't die, right?" Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Finally, he scooped a spoonful, blew on it to cool it. It was pathetic, forty-five kinds of medicinal ingredients, and only about five spoonfuls of medicinal paste were left.

The value of these five spoonfuls of medicinal ingredients was probably over ten thousand gold!

"This is sesame paste, this is sesame paste." He hypnotized himself, closed his eyes, held his breath, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, although the medicinal paste was foul-smelling, it had an indescribable medicinal fragrance when it entered his mouth.

However, immediately afterward, his throat felt two sensations... pain and spiciness!!!

It was an indescribable fiery sensation. Although the medicinal paste was cooled before entering his mouth, it exploded in his throat like a bomb, emitting boundless heat, almost tearing his throat apart!

It's over, time for a stomach pump.

Song Shuhang clutched his throat with one hand and reached for the phone dial button with the other, preparing to call Tu Bo!

Before he could even move his finger, the explosive sensation in his throat suddenly disappeared!

To be precise, the explosive medicinal liquid turned into a ball of warm heat and flowed into his stomach. He only felt a warm, comfortable sensation in his stomach, making him want to moan.

But as a grown man, moaning would be too embarrassing. He forcefully suppressed it.

This wasn't over yet. This heat, centered in Song Shuhang's lower abdomen, spread through his meridians to his limbs. What was initially a comfortable warmth in his stomach now spread to every part of his body, a feeling of extreme comfort.

Song Shuhang finally couldn't hold back and opened his mouth, wanting to moan. It was just too comfortable.

But when he opened his mouth, he felt like his mouth was blocked, unable to make a sound, unable to utter a single noise!

At this moment, he felt an urge to release something.

So, he gathered all his strength, opened his mouth wide, and tried to push the sound from his abdomen to his throat!

He strained and strained for a long time.

Poof~~

A loud sound, but it didn't come from his mouth. It came from below. All his straining resulted in passing gas.

Fortunately, with the release below, his upper body also felt clear. Song Shuhang opened his mouth and let out a loud burp.

This burp felt like it released all the heat in his body.

As an adult, with the accumulation of various acquired toxins in the body, people often feel a kind of internal fire suppressed in their hearts, sometimes feeling a dry throat when breathing.

But at this moment, after Song Shuhang burped, he felt like his internal organs had been cleansed, cool and clear, incredibly comfortable! Every breath felt like being in a forest in the morning, with wisps of cool air entering through his nose and mouth, nourishing his lungs.

With this burp, the medicinal power and heat in his body erupted completely. It impacted every part of his body, and an endless stream of power surged up!

The medicinal power in his body was still erupting, erupting!

Song Shuhang's whole body began to itch, and the fatigue from refining the medicine for three and a half hours had long since vanished.

"This Body Tempering Liquid, it's real!" Song Shuhang was now certain that the dark medicinal liquid he had just swallowed was indeed the genuine Body Tempering Liquid.

The power within his body continued to fill, the heat continued to explode, filling his body, and it didn't stop even when it was overflowing, making Song Shuhang feel like he was about to burst.

At this moment, Song Shuhang's mind suddenly raced. He remembered that in Xianxia novels, protagonists would practice a set of cultivation techniques or martial arts after taking divine medicine to resolve and digest the medicinal power.

But he didn't know any martial arts.

Although his elementary school teacher had taught the students Tai Chi in his spare time, Song Shuhang only vaguely remembered "A big watermelon, cut in half, one half for you, one half for him."

Moreover, he was very suspicious of the Tai Chi version taught by his elementary school sports and math teacher. Perhaps it was the "XX Publishing House's bound edition" of Tai Chi.

"I must dissipate this medicinal power, otherwise, like in Xianxia novels, I might explode from the medicinal power?" Song Shuhang felt he had to move.

"How about going for a run outside?" Looking at the scorching sun outside, Song Shuhang felt this was definitely not a good idea. But the continuous surge of power and energy within him made him feel an irresistible urge to vent.

He gritted his teeth and ran towards the school sports field.

Running, running, Song Shuhang's speed increased with every step. The more he ran, the more comfortable he felt, even having the illusion that his legs were floating.

He reached the track of the sports field at almost a sprint.

The weather at this time made people hot as dogs. Even students with plenty of energy chose to play basketball or something similar. No one would choose to run a few laps on the track under the scorching sun.

On the wide track, only Shuhang was present. He let go of everything, like a wild horse with a broken rein, sprinting on the track. Accelerate, and accelerate again!

By the end, he felt his legs were almost beyond his control.

Every time the track turned, it felt like drifting!

Without much effort, he had already run a full three laps at sprint speed, twelve hundred meters. Yet, his body didn't feel the slightest bit tired. Instead, as the heat in his abdomen dispersed, he felt lighter and lighter, running with increasing ease.

Under the intense exercise, even the ice bead on his chest couldn't maintain Shuhang's body temperature. Sweat poured from every pore, quickly soaking his clothes.

But, it felt so good!

With the first drop of sweat, he felt a bit lighter. With every breath of turbid air he exhaled while running, his body felt cooler.

Body Tempering Liquid, this wasn't something you could just drink and then sleep to temper your body. Every cultivator who drank Body Tempering Liquid would have a cultivation method or martial art to aid digestion, which could maximize the liquid's effects.

Song Shuhang didn't have such martial arts or cultivation methods. At this moment, the most suitable thing for him was running, sprinting!

Lap after lap, Song Shuhang ran tirelessly.

At first, he counted his laps, but later, there was no need to.

Because in his current state, as long as the medicinal power erupting within him lasted, he felt he could run around the Earth.

Anyway, he would just keep sprinting lap after lap until the medicinal power was no longer overflowing.

Thinking this, he didn't know how many laps he had run. Thirty laps? Forty laps? Even more.

Song Shuhang finally stopped.

Even after running at sprint speed for so long, his breathing was still steady, without any hint of fatigue.

Fortunately, the medicinal power erupting within him subsided, leaving the residual power in Shuhang's lower abdomen, gently strengthening his body.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, so Song Shuhang simply took them off and held them in his hand.