Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Spiritual Liquid

In the evening, Hu Yufen had finished preparing the meal, and just as the family was about to eat, the two little black dogs in the yard, who had eaten the Demon Wolf meat, suddenly began to change.

The two little creatures emitted a faint Blood Evil aura from their bodies, and their pitch-black eyes also started to glow red.

Shen Yuan approached, looking at the abnormality of the two little black dogs, his brows furrowed tightly.

Shen Wenxing was secretly relieved; fortunately, he hadn’t directly consumed the Demon Wolf’s flesh and blood.

“Keep a close watch on them; make sure nothing happens that could hurt someone.”

Watching the increasingly fierce eyes of the two little black dogs, Shen Yuan spoke in a deep voice.

The father and son secretly mobilized the Spiritual Power within their bodies, ready to kill the two black dogs at the first sign of madness!

Ooo—

Ooo ooo—

The two little creatures let out slightly painful howls and trembled violently.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Blood Evil aura on one of them slowly dissipated, and its trembling body gradually calmed down.

The other one, however, looked even more painful.

Gradually, the brutality in that little black dog’s eyes grew stronger, and finally, it suddenly sprang out, charging towards Shen Wenxing!

Bam!

Shen Wenxing, quick-witted, wrapped his enlarged fist in Spiritual Power and punched directly, sending the little black dog flying!

Thud!

The little black dog’s body fell to the ground, having lost its breath.

“Ooo oo…”

The other little black dog approached, letting out a mournful whimper.

“Ah Die, what about this one?”

Shen Yuan looked at the remaining little black dog and slowly walked over to pick it up.

The little creature did not struggle and seemed very docile.

“Keep it.”

After putting it down, Shen Yuan sighed and said, “It seems the Demon Wolf’s flesh and blood can’t be eaten.”

“However…”

He glanced at the little black dog wagging its tail in front of him and said, “You can leave it all for it to eat.”

After the little disturbance passed, the family sat together and finished eating. Shen Yuan called Shen Wenxing into the room.

In front of him was still the large cloth bag he had brought back from the Dragon Tamer ruins.

The father and son emptied the contents of the bag.

Looking at the dazzling array of items in front of them, Shen Wenxing smiled faintly and said, “Ah Die, you’ve gained quite a harvest this time.”

Shen Yuan also smiled contentedly, “I found a gap and entered the interior of the ruin secretly.”

“Here are three weapons, pick one.”

In front of them were two long swords and a dark long whip.

Shen Wenxing glanced at them and shook his head slightly, “I’d prefer that spear from last night; it’s easier to handle.”

“Leave one of these swords for Wen’an, and the other one, you can decide whether to use it yourself or give it to Ah Nu.”

Shen Yuan nodded and then looked at the herbs.

“Though these herbs are dried, they still possess strong medicinal power, but before understanding their specific effects, we mustn’t rashly use them.”

“There are also two peculiar items…”

Shen Yuan picked up a blood-colored token carved with the image of a Divine Dragon and a piece resembling a decayed tree root.

If that tree root were not placed together with the token, he wouldn’t have bothered to pick it up if seen outside.

Shen Wenxing took the two items, examined them, and didn’t find anything special.

“Let’s keep them; they might be valuable.”

“Ah Die, there are a few Bamboo Slip scrolls here!”

Spotting several ancient Bamboo Slip scrolls under a pile of junk, Shen Wenxing carefully took them out.

Shen Yuan nodded slightly, “These Bamboo Slips, the token, and the tree root were all placed on one altar.”

“I didn’t examine them closely, just brought everything back.”

Shen Wenxing carefully untied the hemp rope binding the Bamboo Slips and slowly opened them, discovering that the text was in an ancient seal script, which was difficult to decipher.

“Ah Die.”

He handed the Bamboo Slips to Shen Yuan, who glanced at them and said, “Let Ah Nu take a look later and see what’s actually written.”

The father and son opened the remaining Bamboo Slips, finding the script identical and chose not to research further.

“Is this a wine pot?”

Among a pile of junk, Shen Wenxing found a bronze pot resembling a wine pot, shook it gently, and heard a sound of sloshing water.

“Is there wine inside?”

He looked at his father in surprise.

Shen Yuan also felt curious, took the wine pot, shook it gently by his ear, and did indeed hear the sound of liquid.

“Go get a bowl.”

Shen Wenxing stood up immediately, ran to the kitchen, took a porcelain bowl, and placed it on the ground.

Shen Yuan carefully opened the lid of the Copper Pot and poured out a dozen somewhat viscous, transparent droplets!

The moment the liquid was poured out, an intense Spiritual Qi immediately filled the air!

“What is this!?”

Shen Wenxing was slightly shocked; he could feel the liquid in the bowl emanating Spiritual Qi, increasing the room’s Spiritual Qi concentration significantly!

This enticing aura made one want to pick up the bowl and drink it all in one go!

Shen Yuan also felt this urge in his heart, even stronger than Shen Wenxing!

The father and son crouched on the ground, staring fixedly at the half-bowl of transparent liquid before them, their breathing a bit rapid.

Just then, Hu Yufen walked over.

Seeing the messy hall and their peculiar actions, she immediately picked up the bowl.

“What are you two doing?”

“What is in this bowl?”

She held the bowl to her nose and sniffed but didn’t sense any smell, curiously looking at the two.

Shen Yuan stood up, quickly grabbed the bowl back.

“This is a treasure!”

Shen Wenxing also nodded, protecting the bowl with his hands, afraid his mother might accidentally spill it.

Seeing their mysterious demeanor, Hu Yufen didn’t say much.

“The west wing of the backyard has an empty room; you can store these things and the Tuo Dragon Hide, Wolf Hide there later.”

Shen Yuan nodded and urged her to leave quickly.

After Hu Yufen left, the father and son stared at the liquid in the bowl.

“I believe this should be Spiritual Liquid formed from Spiritual Qi.”

Shen Yuan was the first to express his opinion.

Shen Wenxing felt a bit skeptical; he had only heard of Spiritual Qi and Spirit Crystals, but Spiritual Liquid was unfamiliar.

“Ah Die, are you sure?”

Shen Yuan nodded, “Many things in the world exist in three states.”

“Like water, evaporates into vapor, forms clouds, condenses into water, falls as rain, and rain can freeze into ice.”

“Spiritual Qi usually disperses around, in an invisible gaseous state, what’s in the bowl should be a liquid state, while Spirit Crystal is solid.”

Shen Wenxing listened somewhat confused but understood his father’s point.

“Ah Die, should we try it?”

Shen Yuan glanced at the liquid in the bowl, hesitating; though he believed his conjecture was correct, he dared not attempt it lightly.

After some thought, he focused on the well-fed, satiated little black dog lying at the door.

“Shi Tou, bring it over.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Wenxing looked at the little black dog, a slight smile on his face.

The little creature was brought forward; Shen Yuan found a chopstick, carefully dipped a bit of the transparent liquid from the bowl, and smeared it into the little black dog’s mouth.

The little black dog smacked its lips, seemingly having no significant reaction.

Seeing this, Shen Yuan furrowed his brows slightly.

Could he be mistaken in his guess?

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