Chapter 35: Chai Sang (Third Update!)

  The third watch is over.

  Xiao Hong took out a piece of grass paper and a pencil head, casually found a place, quickly drew a simple diagram of the entire room's layout, completely referencing the Miao Dan Medicine Hall. Then, he listed out the list of items to be purchased, and handed the grass paper over to Li Le.

  "For the next few days, don't go back to Dongcheng Quarry. Buy goods here instead." Xiao Hong instructed Li Le, and then handed over the keys along with six gold coins to Li Le's hands: "I've calculated these things, it's roughly around 50-60 silver, the remaining money will be your first salary."

  After finishing all this, Xiao Hong turned around and walked out.

  "Hey, what are you going to do?" He glanced at the six glittering gold coins in his hand, this was the first time Li Le had ever seen so much money, but he quickly turned his gaze back to Xiao Hong and asked.

  "I still have something to do." Xiao Hong said, then turned around and disappeared outside the door. What Xiao Hong had to do was to continue cultivating during this period of thoroughly moving into Taiwu City, striving to reach the fifth level of driving force within the remaining five days, and incidentally making some medicinal magic tattoos to deal with future medical needs in Taiwu City.

  Back home, Xiao Hong's chest felt a little painful again. He locked the door, quickly took out the hemostatic medicine tattoo given by Sang Hongyun and treated himself once.

  After multiple uses, Xiao Hong has clearly noticed that the effect of Zhi Tong Yao Mo Xian has slightly weakened, although it is very low, but Xiao Hong can still feel it with his good control precision.

  According to this calculation, Xiao Hong can live a normal life for at most 10 months. The remaining two months are estimated to be spent struggling on the verge of death until he finally dies.

  So Xiao Hong must try his best to improve his strength as soon as possible and seek better medical treatment for his illness, which is also the driving force behind Xiao Hong's hard training.

  Fortunately, Xiao Hong still had time.

  As the pain gradually subsided and disappeared, Xiao Hong sat down at his desk without stopping to catch his breath, starting to create a new batch of Yu Xiang magic symbols in preparation for the next training session.

  At the same time, in Xijin Mofeng College, Chai Shuang, who was originally elegant and beautiful, had become disheveled.

  After so many days of analysis and research, Chai Shuang still hadn't made the slightest breakthrough with this seemingly ordinary third-grade magic rune fragment.

  This undoubtedly gave Chaisang, who had already entered the realm of Yu Zhi and was a great talent in Xijin, a solid head start.

  "Damn it, still no progress!" Chai Frost couldn't help but exclaim in a slightly flustered tone as she took the magical fragment out of the analyzer. She began to examine it again, and despite its crude craftsmanship and simple structure, which seemed almost childish, she couldn't figure out what made this magic circle so powerful that it could shatter the loadstone.

  And the simple pattern on the fragment, as if it was also a huge mockery of Chai Frost, as if in an extremely disdainful tone, telling Chai Frost: You're so small-minded, you can't even understand such a simple thing, and yet you claim to be a talented woman.

  "Sigh..." Helpless, Chai Shuang scratched his slightly disheveled hair, let out a long sigh, and leaned back against the soft white chair.

  Dong, dong, dong.

  Just then, the door of Chai Frost's room suddenly made two soft noises, and a gentle voice came from an old man: "Frost, are you there?"

  As the sound rose, the slightly ajar door slowly opened, and an old man appeared outside. He was nearly seventy years old, but his eyes were still clear and bright, with white hair and whiskers that were neatly combed. His white stand-up collar formal attire further accentuated his extraordinary temperament.

  He is the principal of Saichou Academy - Chisami! Second Grade Driver.

  "Grandfather." Seeing Chaisang appear at the door, Chai Frost put on a obedient expression as a granddaughter should have, and respectfully said.

  "Your mentor told me that you've been distracted in class lately and your whole person seems to be lacking spirit. What's wrong?" Chai Sang asked with concern, for she had always regarded this granddaughter of hers as a precious gem.

  "This." For Chaisang, Chai Meng wouldn't hide anything, carefully spreading out his palm to reveal the remaining magical pattern fragments: "These past few days, I've been studying it, but just can't seem to figure it out, it's frustrating."

  With just a glance, Chaisang accurately determined that this was a third-level magic rune of the Yu Tu clan, with crude workmanship that was not even worthy of being called a toy for someone like him who was a master of magic runes. As the leader of the Magic Rune Division, how could he possibly care about such a coarse third-level magic rune?

  "It's just a third-rate magic pattern, not worth studying. Maybe it's just a waste of time under the wrong thought process...” Chai Sang said calmly, but only half of what he wanted to say came out. When his gaze truly fell on the remaining fragments of the magic pattern, his expression suddenly changed, and the calm expression on his face gradually faded away, replaced by a look of shock that quickly spread across his entire face.

  "This is a medicinal crest? The loadstone can't withstand the power of the crest and shatter! How is this possible?" In just an instant, Chaisang relied on his own strong crest technique to analyze the strange place of this crest. At the same time, Chaisang also felt that this was absolutely not a simple ordinary medicinal crest.

  Unconsciously, Chai Sang's expression became serious, and he carefully borrowed the magic fragment from Chai Feng's hand. He mobilized his driving force to feel the power hidden inside the fragment. After the stone was broken, the power had already dissipated, but even so, Chai Sang could still sense that a strong power had left behind a trace.

  Take another look at the remaining fragments of the magic pattern in your hand, the craftsmanship is simple and rough, and the idea is not complicated either. However, why does it contain such a powerful force? The famous Chai Sang, the number one pattern maker in Taiwu City, couldn't even figure it out.

  "How could this be?" Chai Sang couldn't help but exclaim again, his expression filled with puzzlement.

  Chai Feng, who was standing beside him, saw that Grandfather had also made such an expression and couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart. He also determined that this demon mark fragment was not ordinary. However, what slightly comforted him was that Grandfather didn't understand it either at once, so she didn't understand it either, which wasn't shameful, just a self-consolation.

  However, for such a mysterious tattoo, Chai Frost's heart was still filled with boundless curiosity.

  "Where did you find this brocade?" Chaisang asked, after a moment of contemplation. Now, he was almost certain that the clumsy craftsmanship was just a disguise.

  "It was something flying in from outside the school that hit Chai Jing's head." Chai Shuang replied truthfully.

  Upon hearing this response, Chai Sang once again fell into deep thought. In Chai Sang's opinion, the owner of the magical fragment was absolutely extraordinary, but why did he want to throw the magical fragment into the Xijin Magical Academy? Was it to show off to himself? Or did he have other motives? For a moment, Chai Sang couldn't figure it out.

  "This fragment of the demon's robe, I'll take it back first. Judging from your abilities, if you try to study her, you'll only end up misleading yourself." Chaisang said, trying to make his tone as calm as possible, but his heart was filled with doubts.

  "Ah." Chai Shuang did not refuse Grandfather's request and nodded very quickly.

  On the other hand, Xiao Hong naturally did not know that his experimental product would make Chai Sang feel astonished. At this moment, Xiao Hong had already completed the production of the Yu Xiang magic pattern and started his new round of cultivation after driving it.

  In this way, for the remaining five days, Xiao Hong's arrangement was to use most of his driving force for cultivation, and the rest to manufacture medicine magic patterns. Apart from that, he would practice body training methods to train the accuracy of his driving force, which could be called a closed-door bitter cultivation.

  Finally, on the fifth day in the morning, Xiao Hongyu's driving force finally reached 512 points, and his driving level successfully reached the fifth level of driving. This also means that in Taiwu City, he has a bit of competitiveness, at least opening a pharmacy for a living is no problem.

  The body training method, Xiao Hong can barely complete the sixth action, that is to stretch both legs in a "one" shape completely flat, one hand from the shoulder stretches towards the back of the body, and the other hand from the waist stretches towards the back of the body, grasping each other on the back.

  Then mobilize the force, move around in various parts of the body, while improving the accuracy of the force, it also has a great benefit to stretch the ligaments of the body, making the body more flexible.

  By noon, after completing the first six movements of the body training method on one side and thoroughly stretching his muscles and bones, Xiao Hong began to pack up his things in a hurry and prepare to move house.

  Carrying some precious things with him, and leaving behind only a large number of books and a few slightly tattered clothes.

  It only took half an hour for Xiao Hong to tidy up the things, neatly stacked in the middle of the ground. At this time, the small magic van that had been booked in advance also stopped in front of Xiao Hong's house on schedule.

  Moving things onto the truck, Xiao Hong couldn't help but turn his head back once again, taking a look at the somewhat empty room. Xiao Hong had lived here for three whole years. He had suffered and struggled here, had felt despair, and had also experienced loneliness, sorrow, and helplessness on his own.

  The only thing that silently accompanied him was this room, the dilapidated house was like Xiao Hong's dilapidated fate, seemingly strong but already on the verge of collapse. Xiao Hong had also tried his best to repair it, just as he had tried to repair his own fate.

  A faint sense of reluctance is spreading in Xiao Hong's heart as he is about to leave, although it is very subtle, it touches every string of his heart.

  "I'm leaving, I will continue to live on, definitely." Muttering softly to himself, Xiao Hong closed the door and locked it, then climbed into the driver's cab of the Magic Swift cargo truck.