Ancient Barbarian Technique

"Su Ming, these are things not found in the Barbarian Statue's inheritance, yet they are matters every Barbarian Warrior must know and keep in mind! Perhaps in this life, Grandpa will never be able to reach the Dust Opening Realm...

The Barbarian Duke of the Fengzhen Tribe was inferior to me before he turned twenty. It wasn't until he was thirty-four that he could barely stand against me in battle. At that time, Grandpa was known to every tribe in the surrounding eight directions!" Grandpa spoke slowly, a flush of vitality flashing across his aged face, his eyes holding a trace of distant pride.

That pride, however, seemed sealed away, covered in layers of dust...

"Back then, I had already reached the eighth level of the Blood Condensation Realm..." Grandpa sighed softly, murmuring with a bitter tone as if lost in reminiscence, a hint of sorrow gradually revealing itself in his expression.

"Su Ming, you must remember: there is always a heaven beyond our heaven, and people beyond our people. Never become complacent..." Grandpa shook his head, seemingly unwilling to speak further of his own past.

"In this life, Grandpa has ventured out three times. I have experienced much, and though I have lost just as much, I learned a Barbarian Technique. This technique is far beyond what the Fengzhen Tribe could know; even within some larger medium-sized tribes, it is difficult to obtain. It is an Ancient Barbarian Method that only large tribes can master...

The true Barbarian Awakening Technique... it can only be performed once in a lifetime, a blessing prepared for one's descendants." Grandpa's gaze sharpened. He raised his right hand, and his entire palm turned bright red in an instant, slowly pressing down upon Su Ming's crown.

"Su Ming, Grandpa's only Barbarian Awakening in this life is used upon you. Grandpa blesses you, hoping you can fulfill my wish and let our Wu Mountain Tribe see the Dust Opening Realm once again!!

Circulate your blood energy and fuse with the Barbarian Blood that Grandpa has refined for eighty years!" The red light surrounding Grandpa's entire body surged violently, especially his right hand, which seemed as if it were about to drip blood. Across his body, a vast number of blood lines emerged—there were, shockingly, over seven hundred of them!!

This was Grandpa's true strength. With over seven hundred blood lines, even though he was only at the ninth level of the Blood Condensation Realm, he was capable of battling someone at the tenth level!

Su Ming's body trembled. Within the blood energy circulating in his body, a massive, warm sensation suddenly appeared, pouring in from his crown and merging into his entire being. It caused his blood flow to surge abruptly, and a large amount of pitch-black filth began to seep out from the pores of his skin. His body gradually gained a sense of clarity, as if with every breath, his countless pores were simultaneously absorbing the essence of the world.

Cracking sounds echoed. Su Ming's body stopped trembling; instead, his face turned ruddy, as if he had consumed a potent tonic. The blood lines on his body even began to undergo a strange transformation!

The illusory seventh blood line instantly solidified, and following its formation, the eighth blood line emerged, while the ninth flickered in and out of existence.

The speed at which the blood energy circulated within Su Ming reached a terrifying degree. Every cycle felt as if all his blood were being refined; he even had the illusion that his blood was becoming something incredibly viscous.

"This is the true meaning of the Blood Condensation Realm! Refining one's own blood until, eventually, Barbarian Blood is condensed!"

In his past training, he always felt that his blood was insufficient after only a short while. But now, under the massive warmth pouring in from his crown, that feeling vanished, and he even fell into a trance.

Grandpa, surrounded by red light, seemed to have become a massive ball of crimson radiance. Su Ming was also a ball of red light, but compared to the other, he was like a firefly beside a bright moon. Yet, this firefly was currently absorbing the moon's light, growing rapidly.

"This... is what Grandpa called the true Barbarian Awakening of our tribe, an Ancient Barbarian Method that only large tribes can possess!!"

The ninth blood line solidified with a jolt. A sense of power flooded Su Ming's entire body, and the large amount of black filth on his skin seemed to have been completely purged, replaced by an indescribable, faint fragrance.

Su Ming was immersed in this sensation; it was very warm.

Grandpa observed Su Ming's body the entire time. He knew that the true Barbarian Awakening of this Ancient Barbarian Method was not focused on raising a descendant's cultivation level, but on forcing out all the impurities within their body to forge a suitable vessel, allowing the descendant to walk a much smoother path in their cultivation.

This was not merely forcing out filth; it was using his own Barbarian Blood as a catalyst, conducted in a way he did not fully understand, and it could only be done once in a lifetime!

If one were to attempt it a second time, the practitioner would immediately explode and die, their soul scattered into nothingness.

As the fragrance on Su Ming's body grew more intense, a smile gradually appeared on Grandpa's face. He did not stop, however; he took a deep breath, raised his left hand, and slammed it onto his own right hand. Immediately, an even more massive wave of warmth surged into Su Ming's body.

Su Ming's body jolted violently. Although the black filth had stopped seeping out, the influx of warmth caused his body to emit a thumping sound, and once again, a significant amount of black filth was expelled.

At the same time, the tenth blood line on Su Ming's body rapidly solidified from its blurred state. In just a moment, it was fully formed, and even the eleventh blood line began to flicker into view!

Once this eleventh blood line solidified, it would mean Su Ming had become a Barbarian of the third level of the Blood Condensation Realm!

However, this eleventh blood line seemed extremely difficult to fully manifest. By the time no more black filth seeped from Su Ming's body and he was covered in a faint fragrance, the eleventh blood line remained in a flickering, half-formed state.

"Su Ming, Grandpa cannot forcibly raise your cultivation level; that would do you no good. But with your diligence, it won't be long before you reach the third level on your own." Grandpa's voice echoed in Su Ming's ears.

Su Ming took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the world he saw was different. It seemed infinitely clearer than before, and many subtle details he had previously failed to notice were now perfectly clear to him.

The world had changed.

His eyes were as clear as water, but if one looked closely, they held a depth like an abyss, making one unable to help but sink into them, unable to pull themselves away.

He looked at Grandpa, only to see that Grandpa's face had aged significantly, faintly revealing exhaustion. The eyes looking back at him held a deep, gentle affection.

Su Ming stared blankly at Grandpa. In the silence, he knelt there and bowed his head to Grandpa.

"Alright, you have grown up; you are no longer Lasu. Grandpa is a bit tired. Go back now and let me rest."

"Grandpa..." Su Ming bit his lip, looking deeply at Grandpa, engraving everything into his heart. For all eternity, he would never forget that there was such a person who, during his youth, accompanied him for so many years, letting him know what family affection was, and letting him understand that this kind of affection was something he could never repay in a lifetime...

"In a few days, you will accompany me to the Fengzhen Tribe. We will pay a visit to the Fengzhen Barbarian Duke and see the Barbarian Warriors of the Fengzhen Tribe. At that time, the Black Mountain Tribe, the Black Dragon Tribe, and other small tribes nearby will all go... to participate in a stroke of fortune for you children of this generation..." Before he left, Grandpa's voice echoed in Su Ming's ears.

"I have already used a Barbarian Technique to hide the blood energy and the fragrance on your body. Unless their cultivation is higher than mine, no one will be able to detect it. Do not tell anyone else that you have become a Barbarian Warrior... Everything else will be decided after I find that traitor."

Su Ming nodded. He watched as Grandpa sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, immersing himself in cultivation, before he quietly left the place.

He knew of the Fengzhen Tribe; it was the only medium-sized tribe in the surrounding eight directions, acting as the overlord of this region. Su Ming had heard rumors that the Fengzhen Tribe's Barbarian Duke was a powerhouse of the Dust Opening Realm, possessing not only an incredibly long lifespan but also heaven-defying power.

"Dust Opening Realm... I wonder if I can reach it in this life... if I can personally draw my own Barbarian Mark..." A longing appeared in Su Ming's eyes. To him, the Dust Opening Realm was like a legend, far too distant.

"So, Grandpa's true strength is actually this formidable... Then, does the Black Mountain Tribe's Barbarian Duke, whom I've heard of, also harbor secrets? Otherwise, they could not have survived until now..." Su Ming shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it.

Arriving at his home, where he had not returned for several months, Su Ming looked at the familiar space and felt his heart calm down. It was very tidy, with no dust. Su Ming knew that Chen Xin must have visited during the days he was away.

Chen Xin was the only Barbarian girl among the Wu Mountain Tribe's youth who had much contact with Su Ming. She was the daughter of the tribe leader and would only marry the future tribe leader to ensure the tribe's continuation without branching off.

Su Ming had known this for a long time and felt nothing much about it. In his heart, Chen Xin was like a younger sister; there were no other feelings involved.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, Su Ming touched the fragment around his neck, lost in thought.

When the sky gradually darkened, Lei Chen arrived at Su Ming's place with questions, but upon seeing Su Ming, he was stunned. His simple, honest expression made Su Ming laugh.

He took out the herb he had obtained from the remains of the Black Mountain Tribe Barbarian Warrior. Su Ming naturally recognized this Sky Rock Grass; it was a very rare type. In all his years in the mountains, he had only found one once, and that was merely a seedling. Unlike the one before him, which had fully matured and possessed six leaves.

"Six-leaf Sky Rock Grass. I need quite a bit for alchemy, but I can give you one leaf; it might increase your cultivation by quite a margin." Su Ming plucked off a leaf and handed it to Lei Chen.

Lei Chen scratched his head with a silly grin, took it with a bashful expression, and then patted his chest.

"Su Ming, I don't know much, but I told you back when we were kids: one day I'll be the Grandpa of our tribe, and as long as I'm around, I'll protect you forever!"

Su Ming laughed heartily. After chatting with Lei Chen for a few moments, he noticed Lei Chen clutching the leaf of Sky Rock Grass with a distracted look, clearly eager to return and swallow it for cultivation immediately.

He then feigned exhaustion, and Lei Chen immediately perked up, hurriedly rising to take his leave.

By now, the sky had turned completely dark, and the tribe had gradually fallen silent. Su Ming propped the door shut with a chair, sat cross-legged on the bed, and took a deep breath. His right hand touched the fragment at his neck, and the strange place he had seen that day surfaced in his mind.

"I have already prepared enough Dust-Clearing Powder... I wonder if there will be more gains this time..." Su Ming closed his eyes. He had long since figured out the method to enter that strange place: it required him to concentrate all the blood lines in his body toward his chest while in deep meditation, which would allow him to step into that peculiar sensation.

He had attempted it many times during his previous cultivation sessions, but this time, he would put it into action.

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