The Inevitable Will Eventually Come!

With a series of popping sounds throughout his bone marrow, Shuhang felt that his physique had actually improved slightly, albeit only by a tiny bit.

Not only his physique, but his height also seems to have increased a bit?

Despite being unconscious for the past few days, her physical condition has not weakened but rather strengthened?

Could it be a result of using the 'Appraisal Technique' last time? While continuously bleeding myself out, my physique has also been strengthened?

However, he would rather not have this level of enhancement; the cost and the gain are completely disproportionate! It would be an absolute losing proposition.

"You slept for several days straight, and I had to carry you every time we changed rooms," Chu Chu said.

As she spoke, she took out a few Grain-Repelling Pill from her small package and handed them to Song Shuhang: "Want some? I have all sorts of flavors. You've been sleeping for so many days, you must be hungry, right?"

"What flavors are available?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

The Grain-Repelling Pill that Su Clan’s Sixteen sent him were all tasteless, and he had always thought that Grain-Repelling Pill were all tasteless.

Chu Chu explained, "We have fruit flavor, barbecue flavor, tomato flavor, and chicken flavor."

"Please give me a chicken-flavored one to try," Song Shuhang replied.

He and Chu Chu stayed in this 'Time City' for nearly a month, and all they did Grain-Repelling Pill. Just thinking about the taste of chicken made his mouth water.

Chu Chu handed him a pale yellow Grain-Repelling Pill.

Shuhang took it and sniffed it gently. He could actually smell a faint aroma of roasted chicken, and his mouth watered involuntarily. "It smells amazing! Where can I buy this Grain-Repelling Pill? And it even comes in different flavors!"

No sooner had Song Shuhang finished speaking than his expression suddenly changed.

The next moment, more than twenty knife wounds of varying depths appeared out of thin air on the arm that was holding the Grain-Repelling Pill.

Blood spurted wildly.

Not again?!

This ridiculous "Appraisal Technique" secret method is still active?

Don't joke around, I'm not a blood bank! I've bled more blood in the last few days than I've bled in my entire previous life.

Chu Chu: "Oh no, Fellow Shuhang... you've spat out blood again."

"Yeah, I'm looking at it right now." Song Shuhang stared at the wound on his arm—so much blood, just wasted like that.

Speaking of which, should he consider keeping a cute vampire or something similar as a pet? That way, he wouldn't waste his blood. As far as Song Shuhang knew, vampires and similar creatures actually existed in this world. He just wondered if they were all like the ones in the movies, handsome men and beautiful women?

Chu Chu: "Is it not just bleeding?"

"It'll stop flowing eventually. I feel like I'm getting used to it," Song Shuhang said calmly. It looked like there was a lot of blood, but that was just because there were many wounds. In fact, the wounds were very shallow and would heal in no time.

However, due to his wounds repeatedly opening and closing, he now has many scars on his body.

They say 'scars' are a man's medals... Song Shuhang guessed that if things continued like this, a month later, he would be covered in medals.

Chu Chu asked, "Is the curse still in effect?"

"Hmm, it's probably not completely resolved yet." Song Shuhang sighed—but there has been progress. At least the 'Appraisal Technique' secret method, which used to activate no matter what he came into contact with, is now activating randomly, which is already an improvement.

As he spoke, the runes in his eyes flowed onto the Grain-Repelling Pill like water, then transformed into the shape of a clock. The hour hand on the clock rapidly reversed direction...

A moment later, the runes receded back into Song Shuhang's eyes like a tide.

[Chicken-flavored Grain-Repelling Pill, crunchy and crispy, enough to sustain First-Grade Cultivator for a month -- Produced in April 2018, shelf life 20 years. Origin: Southern China, from the Food Immortal Cave. One Second-Grade costs 20 second-grade Spirit Stone. Bulk discounts available.]

Song Shuhang: "..."

This Appraisal Technique even served as advertising for the Food Immortal Cave? Did the Food Immortal Cave pay for the advertising?

Wait a minute!

[When I received the chicken-flavored Grain-Repelling Pill just now, did I ask Chu Chu, "Where can I buy these Grain-Repelling Pills?"]

[Then, the Appraisal Technique was activated. It not only identified the effects of the Grain-Repelling Pill, but also highlighted Grain-Repelling Pill 'origin'. Perhaps it was because of my curiosity that the Appraisal Technique was activated?]

Song Shuhang fell into deep thought—if his guess was correct, it would mean he had grasped the pattern of how the 'Appraisal Technique' was activated.

"What good habits are there when it comes to wounds?" Chu Chu said, both amused and exasperated, as she took out the bandage again and bandaged the wound on Song Shuhang's hand.

With bandages wrapped around both of Song Shuhang's hands, he looked remarkably like a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) master.

Looking at his twin tails, Song Shuhang murmured, "Perhaps I should try again!"

Chu Chu: "Try? Try what?"

Song Shuhang looked around, and finally his gaze fell back on the new bandages on his hands—if the diagnosis was bandages, it would at most result in another wound on his fingers!

Then give it a try!

Song Shuhang a deep breath. "Where is this bandage made?"

Before Song Shuhang could even activate his 'Appraisal Technique,' Chu Chu quickly replied, 'These are products made by our Chu Household. Our Chu Household has a company in China that produces medical supplies for our disciples to use during their cultivation. After all, cultivators often get injured during the Body Refinement stage.'

Chu Chu girl answered beautifully!

Song Shuhang: "..."

Perhaps because 'Chu Chu' answered first, the Appraisal Technique was not activated again this time. After waking up from his coma, Song Shuhang's Appraisal Technique seemed to have become much more flexible.

Fine, let's see what we have that can be authenticated and that's relatively inexpensive to obtain.

So, Shuhang began to take out his Inch-Shrinking Bag.

Suddenly, he remembered something—oh dear, before he fainted last time, when he took out the 'Dao-Harmony Pill,' didn't he first touch this Inch-Shrinking Bag? And then he touched the Dao-Harmony Pill?

At that time, the Appraisal Technique Secret Art, which was out of control, did not appraise the Inch-Shrinking Bag first, but instead chose to appraise the Dao-Harmony Pill first—which was equivalent to him escaping a calamity without even realizing it!

It's obvious which is more troublesome: this mysteriously originating "Inch-Shrinking Bag" or the Star-5 Dao-Harmony Pill produced by the Ancient Lake Taoist Temple.

Having lost his memories of the 'Mysterious Island,' Song Shuhang had no idea where his 'Inch-Shrinking Bag' came from. If it weren't for the note inside the Inch-Shrinking Bag, he probably would have given away or abandoned this cute, rabbit -Inch-Shrinking Bag.

So, how did I manage to get this Inch-Shrinking Bag from the Mysterious Island?

I have amnesia; I can't remember anything at all.

Not good!!!

Oh no, oh no, oh no! What dangerous thoughts were I having just had!

Stop this foolish idea immediately.

[A calm mind brings coolness, let him be strong, be without desire or want. Empty my mind—equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, industry, integrity, friendliness, prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony, freedom... and so on, all for protection!] Song Shuhang desperately tried to empty his mind.

But it was too late!

And people are strange sometimes; the more you try not to think about something, the more disgustingly it will linger in your mind and refuse to leave.

Song Shuhang could already feel a stinging sensation on his body.

[I'm doomed, I'm going to die.]

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

The next moment, thousands of cuts of varying depths appeared all over Shuhang's body, and blood gushed out as if it were free, turning him into a blood-soaked figure once again.

"Aaaaaah, it hurts, it hurts, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken.

Song Shuhang shed large tears again... not from pain, but from regret for his own careless mistake.

"Shuhang!" Chu Chu panicked, not knowing what to do.

Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and gave Chu Chu a bitter thumbs-up. "It's okay, they're just small wounds, just a few too many, but it's nothing serious."

"This isn't a small wound anymore, you're bleeding profusely." Chu Chu quickly pulled out bandages, but didn't know where to start bandaging Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was bleeding profusely. If she really wanted to bandage him, she would probably have to wrap Song Shuhang up like a mummy, but she didn't have that many bandages!

Song Shuhang: "It's alright, the wound will heal in a few minutes."

"You don't look alright at all! What's with this curse on you? Where did you encounter it? Let's work together to figure out how to break it first," Chu Chu said quickly.

With this curse in effect, Song Shuhang would frequently cough up blood and was unable to do anything.

"Don't worry, I've figured out the pattern to the spurting blood." Song Shuhang grinned.

As he spoke, the runes in his eyes flowed like water onto the 'Inch-Shrinking Bag' before receding back into Shuhang's eye sockets.

[This adorable, Inch-Shrinking Bag, shaped like a rabbit, is made from the shed skin of One-Inch Finger Snake. It was made by 'Wengwengweng,' Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal Realm who loves rabbits. She personally crafted it and gifted it to Fellow Song Shuhang.]

"Buzz buzz buzz" is a censored sound. Originally, "buzz buzz buzz" should represent the Daoist title or name of that Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal who liked rabbits.

However, that Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal deliberately concealed her past, present, and future. Even Song Shuhang's 'Appraisal Technique' could not identify her Daoist title or name.

Fortunately, the senior on that Mysterious Island concealed his secrets—otherwise, the price Song Shuhang would have paid to identify a Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal would have been far more than just spitting blood.

He might die from ruptured blood vessels all over his body.

[When I was on the Mysterious Island, I actually encountered a Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal?] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Then I recalled the last time Dream Entry of myself, when I met the 'Miss Jiudeng' on the Mysterious Island, and the Little White Dragon in the Ancient Tomb.

Mysterious Island, that's no ordinary place.