Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

Chapter 8 Body Forging
The liquid used for body training can even be used by practitioners who are not fighters.

Xiao Yan is not stupid. Although he doesn't know what level of elixir this bottle of medicine will be evaluated as if it were auctioned by Miter Auction House, it is definitely a valuable medicine.

If you don't have tens of thousands of gold coins, you won't be able to get it at all... In fact, this is still a situation where there is a price but no market.

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, then solemnly clasped his fists at Yao Wan and said, "Miss Wan's kindness today will be unforgettable by Xiao Yan."

"……Humph."

It's just that Yao Wan was somewhat "disdainful" of the promise given by a boy who was not even a fighter at this moment, but who was only at the third level of fighting spirit.

"Say these words again when you surpass me."

Xiao Yan also knew that Miss Wan probably didn't care about his promise, so there was no need to waste any words, he just kept this kindness in his heart silently.

After saying goodbye, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, clenched the small jade bottle in his hand, and returned to his room.

Xiao Yan naturally couldn't turn a deaf ear to Miss Wan's warning.

Although he had once entered the ranks of fighters, his physical strength was no different from that of ordinary people, and Xiao Yan was not so big as to use up the entire bottle of medicine at once.

After boiling a pot of bath water, Xiao Yan opened the small jade bottle in the wooden bath barrel.

Even though he had just opened the jade bottle, Xiao Yan could smell the faint medicinal fragrance that he had smelled in Miss Wan's guest room.

Although the medicinal fragrance lingers on the tip of his nose, it is not strong, just like a breeze. Xiao Yan has not yet fully adapted to the faint fragrance, and the elegant medicinal fragrance quickly dissipates as the medicinal liquid falls into the bathtub, as if Melted into the rising mist of hot water.

Seeing that the amount was almost enough, Xiao Yan put away the jade bottle.

Warm sunlight shines through the gaps in the windows, and tiny spots of light dot the neat room.

He took off all his clothes and hung them neatly aside.

Along with a sound like water, the young man with short black hair sat in the tub, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and entered a state of cultivation.

Xiao Yan's chest rose and fell slightly, and there was a strong sense of rhythm in his breathing. As the practice time went on, the light cyan water in the wooden basin gradually emitted a faint air flow. The air flow was slightly cyan, slowly rising, and finally Following the boy's breathing, he penetrated the body.

Those airflows were like water, or like extremely fine steel needles, piercing the skin and reaching the meridians under the skin.

"Ho-"

Xiao Yan closed his eyes tightly, but he still couldn't help but frown subconsciously. Of course he felt the fighting spirit running through his limbs.

But compared to the embarrassment he felt when he was running Dou Qi, this body-building spiritual liquid has undoubtedly penetrated into every corner of the body, opened up the meridians, and blended into the bones and blood.

However, such a transformation is not particularly easy for Xiao Yan.

At first it was just an illusion like phantom pain, but it soon turned into a tingling sensation like needles. It was not until a moment later that the young man, who had washed away the sweat and impurities from his body, breathed out a breath of dirty air and frowned. It also gradually expanded.

When he opened his eyes again, the clear light cyan water in front of him also lost its clarity.

Xiao Yan stretched his body subconsciously, feeling the relaxation brought about by the initial tempering of his body, and he was also pleasantly surprised to find that as his meridians opened, he absorbed Dou Qi faster.

Just a pity.

If it wasn’t his own problem of not being able to accumulate fighting spirit for some reason——

When he thought of this, he was still reluctant to wipe away the water stains on his body. Xiao Yan casually put on a neat piece of clothing and sat down cross-legged.After countless blows and disappointments, I picked myself up again and practiced quietly.

The practice was spent slowly in the hard work of forgetting sleep and food. The sunlight coming in from the window gradually weakened, and the hot temperature also slowly dropped.

As night fell, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of disappointment flashing through his dark pupils.The fighting spirit in the body still shows no sign of growing...

Even though there is a rare elixir to cleanse the essence and cut the marrow, all this is still inevitably frustrating.

...that's all.

Xiao Yan adjusted his mood a little, then cheered up again, got up and went to Miss Wan's residence.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he saw his old servant walking towards him carrying a lunch box.

"Old man, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yan was slightly startled and couldn't help but ask.

"Third Young Master, the patriarch was worried when he saw that you had been practicing for a whole day, so he asked me to bring some food to Third Young Master."

The old servant's wrinkled face was full of smiles. The old servant had been with the Xiao family for decades. As far as he knew, his father Xiao Zhan grew up watching this old servant. .

Therefore, unlike other outsiders who immediately turned against each other and became sarcastic after their cultivation path failed, the old servant's attitude towards Xiao Yan was as usual, respectful and kind with the kindness of an old man.

Xiao Yan couldn't refuse, so he just said: "Well, I'm just not hungry now, so the old man will just put the food on my table first, and I will eat it when I come back."

With that said, Xiao Yan quickly left his yard.

"Third Young Master——"

…………

For Yaowan, the passage of a day was just a period of time when her eyes were closed and opened during practice. When she felt Xiao Yan walking into the courtyard of the guest room again, it was already getting dark without her realizing it.

Before Xiao Yan could knock on the door and speak, Yao Wan opened her lips lightly and said, "I've used it before. It works pretty fast."

"Thanks to Miss Wan for her generous gift of medicine."

Xiao Yan stood in the yard and said loudly.

Yao Wan thought for a moment, then opened the door, walked out of the guest room, and looked at the young man who was just a silhouette in the candlelight under the night.

Under the hanging black gauze of the bamboo hat, a ray of fire jumped across and disappeared in the twinkling stars.

Then, the embroidered eyebrows hidden behind the black gauze could not help but frown slightly.

"..."

"Miss Wan, what's wrong?"

"...I seem to be a little overconfident."

As he spoke, the medicinal wand was gently tapped on Xiao Yan's eyebrows again, releasing a ray of pure medicinal properties that had merged into his blood. Xiao Yan suddenly felt his body lighten up, even the slight tingling sensation that had just remained. Also disappeared.

Xiao Yan blinked his eyes. All he could feel was that the stinging sensation had disappeared. Other than that, he couldn't say much at the time.

Just seeing the breeze blowing by, Miss Wan slowly lowered her slender jade finger that touched her eyebrows.

Then, the wind became stronger, blowing up the piece of black veil that covered his face.

(End of this chapter)