Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

After this incident, Chen Han rested briefly to adjust to his body, which had now reached a new level.

Then, he turned his gaze to the haphazardly lying corpses of strange frogs in the swamp, most of which had become rotten after all this time.

However, Chen Han did not use the rotting corpses again. Instead, he found a few more to kill and placed the larvae of the Broken Life Butterfly on them. This way, they could always be kept in a normal blood sac.

The most recent one was three days ago. The temperature inside the mountain is extremely low, so it hasn't started to smell or spoil yet. The larvae of the broken-life butterfly have already formed cocoons and are motionless in their blood sacs.

Chen Han did nothing; now he just had to wait for it to emerge from its cocoon and become a butterfly.

As for the butterflies that had laid eggs earlier, they died two days later, leaving only a small number of those that had not laid eggs still surviving in the wooden box.

Clearly, this die-off butterfly is a species that dies after laying its eggs once.

Chen Han felt both reluctant and nervous about this.

He was reluctant to part with it because it was the first Gu worm he had almost raised himself, and he was nervous because the mutation of Gu worms was random, and the Gu worms that were born could turn into anything.

It might even lose its original toxicity and become a harmless worm.

Chen Han naturally did not want to see such an ending. Without cultivation to pass the time, every moment of waiting felt like torture.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, Chen Han saw that one of the cocoons reacted, so he quickly went to it and observed it carefully.

The original green color in the milky white cocoon has disappeared, replaced by a blood-red hue, making it seem even more dangerous than before.

Chen Han waited a while longer, and the cocoon broke open, from which a butterfly stood up. It paused for a moment, and then slowly opened its wings.

The next moment, Chen Han saw a black and red ghost face.

That was the new appearance of the Broken Life Butterfly, which was absolutely breathtaking. Coupled with the crimson color on its head, it looked even more eerie and dangerous.

Then, just like before, the second and the third emerged from their cocoons one after another, flying in the air and dancing gracefully.

Looking around, it was dazzling, but the number had decreased. Many of the larvae of the Broken Life Butterfly died halfway through. Chen Han didn't know if it was because they couldn't adapt to the blood sac or because of the original constitution of the Broken Life Butterfly.

Between the two, Chen Han preferred the latter. After all, according to the book, the Broken Life Butterfly was a very rare creature. If its reproduction were so simple, it would not have been given the name of rarity.

Chen Han waited a while until their wings hardened, then conveyed his will, instructing them to release the poisonous mist.

Then, Chen Han saw the crimson mist spreading out, some of it even drifting towards him. Startled, Chen Han took several steps back to create distance.

Although the poison-avoiding pouch could prevent him from being poisoned, it was a new species mutated from that strange frog. If he came into contact with even a little bit of that blood miasma, he would definitely suffer. How could he dare to get too close?

In the end, for the purpose of testing, Chen Han randomly found a poor little mountain mouse in the mountains. The little mountain mouse wanted to turn its head and hit Chen Han's hand, but unexpectedly, it was thrown into a blood-red fog the next moment.

Chen Han observed intently, and within three breaths the mountain rat reacted, foaming at the mouth and convulsing. After five breaths, its skin and fur began to ulcerate and rot, and it emitted a squeaking scream.

Seeing that his expectations had been met, a smile appeared on Chen Han's lips.

This dangerous crimson mist is not only poisonous, but if it comes into contact with the skin for more than five breaths, it can cause ulceration, decay, and even burn flesh.

In this way, there's no need to worry about the martial arts master holding back his anger and killing him.

However, there's still one thing that needs to be verified.

Chen Han's gaze was serious as he slowly approached the poisonous fog.

I wonder if this little poison-avoidance pouch will allow him to move freely in this poisonous fog. If it will, then it will be a double blessing, a double good thing.

However, the outcome neither brought Chen Han joy nor disappointment.

This little pouch is useful against this new type of toxic fog, but not much.

It can repel the poisonous fog to a certain extent, but only to a certain extent. If Chen Han moves too much, he might come into contact with the poisonous fog.

Therefore, it now seems impossible to fight someone in this poisonous fog.

However, even without this advantage, it is still a powerful tool.

Everything is now complete, and it's time to get back to business.

That is inheritance.

Chen Han never forgot his ultimate goal, which he had painstakingly planned.

He climbed the rock wall, his body resembling a spider, and moved at an extremely fast speed across the mud in the direction he had already decided.

He dared not step in; who knew what might suddenly pop out from below?

Before long, Chen Han crossed the mud and stepped onto the ground again.

The interior of Eagle Mountain is intricate and complex, with countless caves of all sizes scattered haphazardly.

Chen Han still had some concerns, because he felt that he had been wandering around the area near the inheritance, and if Lu Tianren and the others were not dead, he might run into them.

It would be alright if they ran into Lu Tianren, but if they ran into those two women, it would be a real life-or-death situation.

He had previously feigned ignorance and almost killed them, but now they probably wish they could skin Chen Han alive. Of course, the bigger reason is that his steel-like body has reached a perfect level.

If he doesn't die, it will be a huge variable for the two women.

In the blink of an eye, another half day had passed. By this time, Chen Han had walked for an unknown amount of time and was parched.

Finally, at a certain moment, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting not far away, which immediately piqued his interest, and he cautiously crept over.

At that moment, he saw a familiar figure, tall and middle-aged, with a beard standing on end. It was one of Lu Tianren's martial arts instructors, a man surnamed Chen.

He was the one who had previously given him monster meat pies in an attempt to win him over.

At this moment, he was fighting a large number of strange beasts. His clothes were tattered, and he didn't have time to treat his wounds. There were countless beast corpses lying on the ground, indicating that he had been fighting for an unknown period of time.

This man's moves were fierce and ruthless, each punch carrying unparalleled power, and he would occasionally unleash terrifying killing moves, causing these black wolf-like beasts to suffer greatly, with many dead or injured.

Although the man surnamed Chen seemed to have the upper hand, he had already lost when he decided to fight.

There are hundreds or even thousands of these black wolf-like beasts, and each one has the fighting power comparable to a martial artist. It is inevitable that two fists cannot defeat four hands.

But what could he do? These tireless beasts, like a stubborn donkey, had been chasing him for two whole days. He was now cornered with nowhere to retreat. Rather than a pointless escape, he decided to fight to the death and try to find a way to survive.

However, just as the battle was raging, an unexpected change occurred!