Cultivation: Starting from a Fighting Cock

Chapter 122 It’s done
Not content with eating more than a dozen chickens, Da Huang went to a villager's house and stole a sheep, asking Ji Cheng to help roast it.

Ji Cheng exhaled a cumin-flavored flame, and soon the aroma filled the air.

It has a strong gamey smell, but Dahuang likes it. If it didn't have the gamey smell, it would think it was eating pork.

"Big Yellow, you can't eat like this. If you keep eating like this, demon hunters will come to catch you soon."

Ji Cheng reminded him that Da Huang's appetite had obviously increased significantly after breaking through to the late stage of a first-tier demon beast.

He told it to take it easy, saying that Wuzhen was such a small place that it couldn't withstand a few of us monsters eating like that.

Upon hearing this, Da Huang had a sudden inspiration and barked a few times.

It means that in the future, we should occasionally visit the neighboring villages and towns, and try not to take advantage of Wuzhen alone.

Ji Cheng laughed and said, "The best way is for us to leave Wuzhen."

"Wuzhen is a small place with limited resources, enough to support living demons and first-tier demons. Once they break through to the second-tier demon beast, they should go out and explore the bigger world."

To be honest, if it weren't for the presence of the fifth-tier demon master Niu in Wuzhen, who could provide Ji Cheng with demonic energy, and the presence of acquaintances like Zhao Yan and Cui Sheng, he would have left Wuzhen long ago.

"Wang Wang!"

Big Yellow shook its head; it didn't want to leave the Zhao residence.

After a while, it told Ji Cheng that even if it didn't steal the chickens, sheep and cattle to eat, it could survive by eating leftovers at the Zhao residence every meal.

"Yes, we can survive. Just surviving like this is so easy. We've all become demons, so how could any demon beasts starve to death?"

"It's just too miserable to live like this. You'll be a dog in the Zhao family your whole life, and you'll never break through to the second-tier demon beast even when you die of old age."

Ji Cheng sighed. He guessed that although Da Huang had become a demon, it still had dog DNA in its bones, and its nature of guarding the house was engraved in its bones and blood.

As for how deep the bond was between Dahuang and the Zhao family, Ji Cheng didn't think so. He felt that it was more Dahuang's instinct that guided it to do so.

"Wang?"

Big Yellow stopped eating and looked at Ji Cheng. "Brother Chicken, are you leaving Wuzhen?"

Ji Cheng nodded: "Wuzhen is not a place to stay for long, but I am not sure when I will leave. When I do, I will try my best to say goodbye to you all."

Upon hearing this, Da Huang became dejected and suddenly found the roasted lamb leg in his hand unappetizing.

It thought, perhaps it should also think about where it should go from here?
Two days later.

Ah Niu and Xiao Hua also came out and met a chicken and a dog.

Both of them consumed and refined the Blood-Patterned Serpent Eye Fruit, reaping considerable rewards. Among them, Little Flower successfully broke through to become a first-tier demon beast.

Ji Cheng flew to Python Mountain alone to look for it, but the python demon was still in seclusion, so he did not disturb it.

……

Before we knew it, the weather was getting hot, and it was already mid-April.

With the aid of daily medicinal baths, Ji Cheng finally broke through to the perfect Qi and Blood Realm.

"The vitality of my blood and qi is at least ten times that of other martial artists at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm!"

After carefully experiencing it, Ji Cheng found that the "Thick Chicken, Thin Release" technique was beginning to show results, and he was now invincible in the Qi and Blood Realm.

He is preparing to begin the blood transfusion.

Since consulting with the owner of the cattle shop about blood transfusions, Ji Cheng has read many books.

He read in some books that some people compared the current martial arts cultivation system with the ancient blood-changing cultivation system, saying that if modern martial artists want to catch up with ancient martial artists, they need to complete a blood-changing process in the Qi and Blood Realm, a blood-changing process in the Inner Strength Realm, and a blood-changing process in the Meridian Opening Realm.

In other words, a martial artist needs to undergo three blood transfusions to reach the level of a martial arts genius from ancient times.

If you fall behind in a certain level, there is no possibility of catching up.

Therefore, the ability to complete a blood exchange at the Qi and Blood Realm is of paramount importance and is a manifestation of a martial artist's talent.

The next day, Ji Cheng went to the martial arts school and told Zhao Yan about his upcoming blood transfusion.

The two had previously agreed that if he kept it a secret from Zhao Yan, she would be difficult to appease when she got angry.

"That's great, but is the blood transfusion going tonight? Or, when Uncle Cui comes back, I'll ask my older brother and the others to come and help?"

Zhao Yan meant that it would be safer to have two martial artists, Zhao Qian and Uncle Cui, watching over things, in case something happened during the blood transfusion.

Moreover, Cui Sheng had repeatedly told Ji Cheng to wait for him to return, as blood transfusion was no small matter and he shouldn't mess things up on his own.

Ji Cheng thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Such important matters should be handled with utmost care.

Two days later, Cui Sheng returned.

Zhao Yan and Zhao Qian, along with all the servants of the Zhao family, gathered at the Cui family's old residence to busy themselves with the matter of Ji Cheng's blood transfusion.

Zhao Yan brought Da Huang along too; it was Da Huang that barked and wanted to come along.

Da Huang thought to himself, "Hehe, if Tu Er Gou's blood transfusion fails, won't I have bathwater to drink again?"

Ji Cheng had no idea that a silly dog ​​was secretly hoping his blood transfusion would fail. After a busy morning, the medicated bath for the blood transfusion was ready. Before Ji Cheng entered the room, Cui Sheng wiped his sweat and advised:

"Ergou, are you really not going to consider waiting until the middle stage of Inner Strength before undergoing a blood transfusion? Look at your brother Zhao Qian, he failed repeatedly even in the early stage of Inner Strength. You're only at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm, what are your chances of success?"

Although it was too late to persuade them now, the medicinal herbs had already been prepared.

These words merely reflect that Cui Sheng was overly worried about Ji Cheng.

Zhao Yan was also worried, but she chose to trust Ji Cheng.

"Uncle Cui, Er Gou wants to complete one blood exchange in the Qi and Blood Realm and another in the Inner Strength Realm. He wants to emulate the martial arts geniuses of ancient times."

Zhao Qian spoke up, saying he understood Ji Cheng's ambition and supported him in boldly trying new things.

Although he believed that Ji Cheng's chances of success with the blood transfusion were less than one percent.

Cui Sheng understood, and said nothing more, looking worried.

Soon, Ji Cheng entered the room, took off his clothes, and gradually immersed himself in the medicinal bath.

The medicinal liquid being simmered in the bucket was as red as blood, with many precious medicinal herbs of considerable age floating on top. The aroma of the herbs was so strong that just one whiff of it would invigorate one to the core.

When Ji Cheng's body first came into contact with the medicinal bath, it reacted violently. His blood and qi circulated on their own, frantically absorbing the medicinal power.

Before long, he felt the blood in his body become scalding hot, as if it were very excited and undergoing violent changes.

Hot blood circulated throughout Ji Cheng's body, cleansing his meridians and stimulating every inch of his flesh.

The next second, Ji Cheng used the Blood Transformation Technique to gather all the energy in his body into his blood.

With a large amount of medicinal power absorbed, it should now be distributed throughout the body via the bloodstream, stimulating every inch of Ji Cheng's flesh and blood, making his body stronger while generating a large amount of internal energy.

However, Ji Cheng's blood-changing technique essentially sealed all the energy within the blood, continuously compressing it and causing violent collisions between blood cells.

Blood transfusion is a method that causes a qualitative change in the blood within the body.

Soon, Ji Cheng felt the temperature of his blood rising higher and higher. About half an hour later, the medicine in the bucket boiled over.

Ji Cheng's body was naturally scalded red, and it was clear that the blood in his body was circulating along his meridians like molten iron.

This feeling was truly unbearable. Ji Cheng's teeth were practically grinding to powder; he was in excruciating pain and felt as if his body no longer belonged to him.

In the courtyard, Zhao Yan, Cui Sheng, and the others waited anxiously, every little sound coming from inside tugging at their hearts.

The Zhao family's servants gathered together to rest. Although they dared not say anything discouraging in front of Zhao Yan and the others, judging from the way they exchanged glances, it was clear that none of them thought Ji Cheng could successfully undergo the blood transfusion.

Another long hour passed.

"what--"

Ji Cheng could no longer hold back. He roared and his powerful qi and blood suddenly erupted, shattering the bathtub into pieces.

"Ergou, how are you?"

Zhao Yan stepped forward and pressed her face against the door, anxiously asking, "I'm so worried!" But knowing that Ji Cheng wasn't dressed, she didn't dare to rush in.

"The bathwater is so pale and tasteless, all the medicinal effects have been absorbed. Er Gou... has successfully undergone a blood transfusion?"

Cui Sheng and Zhao Qian looked at the bathwater flowing out from under the door, exchanging bewildered glances, unable to hide their shock.

A short while later, Ji Cheng finished dressing and went out.

Looking at the concerned, worried, surprised, and bewildered faces, Ji Cheng smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said, "Thanks to everyone's blessings, I have successfully undergone a blood transfusion."

Zhao Yan was stunned for a long time, completely dumbfounded.

She felt that Ji Cheng had undergone a complete transformation. Not only was the coordination of his limbs and the distribution of his muscles almost perfect, but even his facial features were sharp and distinct, without any flaws.

More importantly, his demeanor had changed drastically, and he seemed somewhat unfamiliar to her when he stood before her.

Ji Cheng reached out, smiled, and patted Zhao Yan's head, asking, "What's wrong? Have I changed a lot?"

In fact, he himself could feel that he had changed a great deal; each blood transfusion was an elevation of his life level.

Zhao Yan looked into Ji Cheng's eyes and tried to force a smile, but before she could laugh out loud, she suddenly burst into tears.

She was crying tears of joy, happy that Ji Cheng had successfully undergone the blood transfusion, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, could finally be put down.

"This is a blood transfusion!"

Zhao Qian stepped forward, extremely excited. He pinched Ji Cheng's muscles and bones, his hands trembling with envy.

He exclaimed in awe, "What a powerful body! Every inch of flesh and blood contains immense strength!"
Zhao Qian's loss of composure stunned everyone, but Ji Cheng smiled, understanding Zhao Qian's feelings.

Cui Sheng laughed heartily and exclaimed, "Er Gou, you really are a martial arts genius! No wonder Brother Situ took you as his disciple!"

He was also extremely happy. Having lived most of his life, this was the first time he had seen someone successfully exchange blood at the Qi and Blood Realm. What a genius!

"Wang!"

Da Huang was completely dumbfounded. Dude, how did you manage to get a blood transfusion? What am I supposed to drink now?

The servants of the Zhao family were dumbfounded. Tu Ergou was just a worthless man, but they never expected that he would actually succeed in getting his blood transfused.
(End of this chapter)