In the open space in the center of the camp, Ren Tianlan was pacing back and forth. From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the woods in the north. He looked both anxious and expectant.
His pace was very brisk. Ever since he swallowed Ding Meng's bottle of blood, he had begun to recover in just two days. The tentacles that stretched out of his wounds had miraculously retracted. Although the wounds had not healed, at least they no longer had pus. What surprised him the most was that a part of the origin in his body could slowly operate. The origin energy could already suppress the spread of the poison …
"Old Ren, don't worry."
Beside him, Xueyan said with a smile, "Mr. Ding Meng is still recuperating. It's best not to disturb him."
Of course, she had seen the changes in Ren Tianlan's body these days. Ren Tianlan was the most severely poisoned one here. If Ding Meng could detoxify most of his poison, then it would be easy for him to detoxify everyone. Recovery was only a matter of time.
"There's no hurry."
Ren Tianlan grinned. "I've endured seventy or eighty years. One more month won't make a difference. By the way, Doctor Xue, is Brother Ding the origin of the mutated poisonous spirit you mentioned?"
Xueyan smiled and said, "I don't know whether he is or not. Anyway, you just need to know that he can save all of us."
Ren Tianlan rubbed his hands excitedly. "Hey, if we all recover, how should we thank Brother Ding?"
The happiest person in the entire camp would probably be him. Originally, he was already at the age where he was on the brink of death. However, now that he could still operate his origin ability, his chances of survival were very high. If he could completely recover and cultivate normally, once there was hope for a breakthrough, he would be able to live for another seventy to eighty years.
Once a person struggled on the edge of life and death many times, they would develop a strong desire to survive.
Xueyan said, "If Mr. Ding Meng has any errands in the future, we will be at his service. I just don't know what he plans to do. Little Yan said that Mr. Ding Meng is an interstellar refugee and is not a citizen of the Holy Grail Federation."
Ren Tianlan was startled. "If we're not citizens of the Federation, wouldn't it be more difficult for us to return to the Federation?"
Xueyan sighed. "Old Ren, it's still too early to think about those things. Let's wait patiently for Mr. Ding Meng to recover …"
Before she could finish her sentence, a figure appeared in the forest path. Xiao Wei was carefully running toward them with a backpack in his arms.
He obviously came from the northern jungle. Ren Tianlan immediately stopped him. "Xiao Wei, what's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Xiaowei seemed very excited. "I just saw Mr. Ting."
"Is he alright?" Xueyan asked with concern.
Xiaowei said, "It's fine. Mr. Ting is practicing his boxing over there."
"Practicing boxing?" Xueyan and Ren Tianlan's eyes widened. "Are you sure he's practicing boxing?"
The two of them were surprised for a reason. Ren Tianlan's backpack was filled with the best preserved and highest quality exotic fruits and herbs in the camp. These things had one thing in common, which was that they could greatly reduce pain and accelerate the absorption of Origin Energy.
The principle behind the cultivation of things like crystal berries was actually similar to that of poppies. Both of them put a person in an extremely comfortable state of numbness without feeling any pain. Of course, they didn't have the same side effects as poppies.
Ren Tianlan stuffed five high-grade crystal berries into his backpack. Then, he sensed that Ding Meng was an advanced warrior. He guessed that Ding Meng was probably collecting poison in the northern jungle and using some kind of mutation-type secret manual to recover. If he wanted to use crystal berries, he estimated that Ding Meng only needed one. He should be able to recover in about two months.
Now that a month had passed, Ding Meng was actually practicing boxing. Could it be that his Origin Energy had returned to normal?
Or did he not eat any crystal berries at all?
This question instantly piqued Ren Tianlan's curiosity.
However, Xueyan's focus wasn't on this. She looked at Xiao Wei and asked, "What's in this backpack?"
Xiao Wei hugged the backpack tightly like a newborn baby. "These are Mr. Ting's blood potions. There are twelve bottles in total. Mr. Ting specifically told me to distribute them to everyone. He said that we shouldn't rush to use them all at once. Instead, we should take them one drop at a time according to each person's symptoms. Consuming too much might be harmful …"
Xueyan took the backpack. She was afraid that she would accidentally break it, so she hugged it tightly to her chest. "Did Mr. Ting say anything else?"
Xiao Wei scratched his head. "Mr. Ting also said that he could only provide so many bottles for now. He still needs time to recover."
"Of course."
Xueyan nodded in agreement. The blood of an Origin Energy user was incomparably precious, and Ding Meng's blood was even more precious. To everyone, it was no less precious than the blood of a Battle Saint-level Origin Energy user. Its rarity was comparable to the purest natural Inverse Source Crystals in the universe. Let alone a month of recovery, even ten months, or a year or two of recovery would be worth it.
"Did he say anything else?" Ren Tianlan couldn't help but ask.
Seeing that he was the one asking the question, Xiao Wei hurriedly said, "By the way, Mr. Ren, Mr. Ting also specifically asked if we still have any Crystal Berries and Cedar Leaves.
He doesn't need anything else. He only wants these two. "
Ren Tianlan sucked in a breath of cold air. "Don't tell me he used up all five Crystal Berries and twelve Cedar Leaves?"
Xiao Wei scratched his head again. "I don't know about that. In any case, that's what he told me. He wants as many as he has."
Xueyan also had an incredulous look on her face. Xiao Wei's words made one thing clear: Ding Meng's cultivation was different from ordinary people's. It wasn't something that they could imagine. However, Ding Meng had his own secrets, and the only thing they could do was not to pry into his secrets.
After a long time, she sighed and murmured, "If that's really the case, I can only say that God is fair after all. After so many years, he finally sent us such a benefactor to help us. What's a little 'Crystal Berry' and 'Cedar Leaf' worth?
Old Ren, give all your stock to Mr. Ding Meng. "
Ren Tianlan smiled bitterly. "He gave me my life. Even if he wants me dead, I'll be a coward if I blink. I'll give them to him personally later. I don't know how much he's recovered. I really hope he's fully recovered …"
Ding Meng's seven origin points had been able to function normally ten days ago. At the same time, he had also used the smelted essence to strengthen the seventh origin point twice. If he met Cheng Rifeng again in the future, Ding Meng was confident that he could beat the crap out of him.
Since 'Crystal Berry' and 'Cedar Leaf' had been used up, Ding Meng was practicing his martial arts on the grass. 'Bright Fist', 'Nine Styles of Swallow Strike', 'Seven Stars Ghost Kick', 'Fiery Rushing Fist', 'Fiery Penetrating Force', and 'Fiery Sky Style' were all skills that he had to practice. During the trip to the Flying Stars City, Little Rascal had copied another three martial arts: Ren Zhan's' Holy Brilliance Array ', Dai Yi's' Seven Stars Fist ', and Jia Mao's' Holy Tiger Yang Palm '.
Ding Meng basically knew all of these martial arts, but he still couldn't understand the essence of many of them and couldn't use them to their full potential.
The key reason was not that he didn't want to work hard to practice them, but that he didn't like most of them.
He didn't like those complicated and flexible martial arts, because in his opinion, those were all flowery and impractical moves. They were good at intimidating people with their imposing manner, but in fact, they were just nice to look at but useless. What he really liked were those moves that could defeat the opponent in one move, such as his own "Hand Blade Back Cut" and "Overlord's Mountain-Crushing Energy". These were the ultimate moves that if he didn't kill the opponent, the opponent would die.
There was also the 《Scorching Rushing Fist》 and the 《Flame Energy Penetrating Force》. He had received a lot of inspiration from Long Ming. These two martial skills could be combined into one. As long as you had enough foundation, few people would be able to block your punch.
Jia Mao's Holy Brilliance Tiger Yang Palm was actually not bad, but he couldn't learn it for the time being.
As for Elder Zhao's Solitary Sword and Heavenly Sword Thirteen Styles, they were still too profound. He could only study them slowly.
After practicing for a while, Ding Meng returned to the starting point — Listin Academy's Bright Fist. There was nothing special about this martial art. It was simple, clear, and easy to learn. If he practiced it for a long time, his physique would improve very quickly. He was now in the Fusion Realm, and there was hope for him to break through to the Peak Realm.
Now, when he punched out, the air would explode, and the bushes and vines within a one-meter radius would be shaken into powder by the force of the fist.
Ding Meng was happily practicing when he suddenly felt an aura coming from the side. The aura was still strong and much more stable.
She turned her head and saw Ren Tianlan walking towards her with a new backpack in his hand.
Ding Meng greeted him. "Mr. Ren, you've recovered well."
Ren Tianlan laughed heartily. "Haha, Brother Ding, it's all thanks to you. I've brought you Crystal Berries and Cedar Leaves."
As he spoke, he put the backpack on the grass and asked with a smile, "Brother Ding, if I'm not wrong, your current strength should be at the level of a War Elder, right?"
Ding Meng nodded. He also knew that this could not be hidden from people who were stronger than him. Besides, Ren Tianlan had recovered a lot, so his perception naturally became sharper.
In fact, when Ren Tianlan came over and personally came in contact with Ding Meng's current aura, he was really shocked. He did not know why Ding Meng had such a high cultivation at such a young age. He only knew that as long as Ding Meng did not experience major disasters in his life like he did, his future achievements would be unimaginable.
So he began to give a friendly signal. "Brother Ding, forgive me for being blunt, but your martial art is really not that good."
Ding Meng finally became interested. "Oh?
Mr. Ren, can you give me some pointers? "
In his opinion, people who had fought in real battlefields would definitely have a different understanding of martial arts compared to ordinary people. Perhaps, Old Mister Ren knew the essence of some martial arts techniques and the secret behind them.
Although he was modest, Ren Tianlan thought, "I don't dare to give you pointers." However, he still pointed out earnestly.
"Brother Ding, I don't know the name of your punching skill, but according to my experience, it should be a basic punching skill. Your basic punching skill hasn't reached the peak yet. It can be imagined that although your energy strength is strong, your martial arts must be relatively weak. If you encounter a single opponent, you can crush them with your strength. If you encounter a group of opponents besieging you, you can only parry …"
"Mr. Ren is really right." Ding Meng was suddenly overjoyed. The fact that he was chased by a group of mercenaries and armor on the Meteor City was a clear proof. "Mr. Ren, please give me some detailed pointers."