Chapter 100 Two Methods

Putting away his thoughts, Tang Yan continued admiring the scenery beyond the pavilion. In the distance, the lake shimmered with rippling light. Countless small boats drifted leisurely across the water, while faint strains of silk and bamboo music came from all around.

Moved by the beautiful scene, Tang Yan casually recited, "I walk until the water ends, then sit and watch the clouds rise..."

The old man, who had merely been gazing at the scenery, trembled when he heard those words. The sorrow on his face also eased by several degrees.

Shen Shan was inwardly astonished.

I walk until the water ends, then sit and watch the clouds rise.

In those two short lines was a breadth of mind that made one's heart suddenly feel vast and open.

This young man had been staring at his grandson earlier. Could it be that he had seen the problem and had recited this poem to comfort them?

"So Young Master has also seen my grandson's symptoms. Such talent is truly admirable!" Shen Shan stood and cupped his hands toward Tang Yan.

Tang Yan was rather stunned by the old man's words. He had only casually recited a line of poetry.

Of course, from the old man's words, Tang Yan also understood that the old man's grandson had yet to find a suitable cultivation method.

"Old sir, there is no need to lose heart. As long as matters have not reached the very end, there may still be a turn for the better. As the saying goes, When the cart reaches the mountain, a road will appear; When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally pass straight through. After mountains and rivers block the way, willows shade and flowers brighten another village."

Tang Yan tossed out two more lines, and Shen Shan's eyes shone even brighter.

"Little brother's open-mindedness truly commands admiration. This old man is Shen Shan. May I ask little friend's esteemed name?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Tang Huohuo." Tang Yan gave a false name.

"Young Master's words just now indeed eased the heart. Unfortunately, the world is fickle. Some matters, once one is trapped within them, cannot be put down simply because one wishes to."

The old man sighed, took out a silver dagger from his robes, and handed it to Tang Yan.

"If little brother leaves Tingxiang in the future, you may come to my Artifact Pavilion to find me."

Tang Yan's heart jolted.

So this grandfather and grandson were not people of Tingxiang Kingdom?

The old man did not say where he was from, and Tang Yan did not ask. If he had the chance to hear of the Artifact Pavilion in the future, he could make inquiries then.

"I have rested enough, so I will not disturb Young Master's refined mood any longer. Farewell!"

Shen Shan cupped his fists toward Tang Yan, then prepared to leave with his grandson.

Tang Yan toyed with the dagger in his hand. Its entire body was an aged, dark gray. At first glance, it did not look valuable, but in truth, the surface had been specially treated to reduce reflected light and make it easier to conceal.

The blade was extremely sharp, the workmanship was fine, and the hilt fit the hand with surprising ease. Tang Yan knew at once that it was no ordinary object.

After pondering for a moment, Tang Yan said, "This Ice Marrow Body is not an incurable condition. This Junior happens to know two methods that can resolve these problems."

The grandfather and grandson, who had just been about to step out of the pavilion, both trembled when they heard him.

An exceedingly terrifying aura erupted from the old man's body. Tang Yan felt his breath catch, as though a mountain had pressed down upon him.

So strong!

Tang Yan's heart shook.

The strongest person he had ever seen was Zi Yun. Yet compared to this old man, even Zi Yun's aura seemed far inferior.

Could this person's strength have already surpassed Heaven Rank?

"You know of the Ice Marrow Body?" Shen Shan asked in a deep voice.

"Every three months, the body becomes like ice. Cold Qi enters the body, and ice poison accumulates. This young master's meridians are close to sealing shut. If my guess is correct, he has at most one year left," Tang Yan said slowly.

A deep shock flashed through Shen Shan's eyes.

He had thought this boy merely understood a little medicine and had noticed that his grandson was gravely ill, which was why he had recited poetry to console them.

But after hearing these words, Shen Shan finally understood.

Tang Yan had long since seen through everything.

Though Shen Shan's heart was already as steady as stone, he still could not hide his excitement. His body trembled slightly as he asked urgently, "Little brother, are your words true?"

When the young man heard Tang Yan, a glimmer also appeared in his eyes.

Could this youth, who was about the same age as him, truly have a way to treat him?

One had to know that his grandfather had brought him to countless renowned physicians and Alchemy Dao Masters, yet every one of them had been helpless before his body.

"There are two methods. The first is to take a Pill with an intense fire attribute, using it to neutralize the ice poison. But in that case, he will never be able to cultivate in this life, and his lifespan will only be seventy or eighty years," Tang Yan said after considering it for a while.

For the sake of his grandson's illness, Shen Shan had traveled all under heaven in search of famous physicians.

None of them had been able to explain his grandson's illness clearly. Now that he had suddenly heard of one method, his heart was already wild with excitement.

"Little brother, can you refine this Pill?"

"As long as there are enough medicinal ingredients, I can!" Tang Yan nodded.

"Little brother, this old man begs you. No matter what conditions you ask, as long as you can refine this Pill, I will agree to them!" Shen Shan's aged eyes filled with tears.

After crossing countless mountains and rivers, the grandfather and grandson had long since fallen into despair over this illness. Forget seventy or eighty years of life-even if there were only ten years, Shen Shan would already thank the heavens for their grace.

Tang Yan looked at Shen Shan with a somewhat strange gaze.

I haven't even mentioned the second method yet. Aren't you being a little too anxious?

Seeing that Tang Yan still did not speak, Shen Shan's heart tightened, and he asked anxiously, "Are the medicinal ingredients very difficult to find?"

"The medicinal ingredients are indeed difficult to find. Gathering them all would be far from easy." Tang Yan nodded.

"Little brother, write down all the medicinal ingredients for me. I will go back and search for them at once. Once they are gathered, I will immediately come find you," Shen Shan said urgently.

Looking at Shen Shan's anxious manner, Tang Yan scratched his head.

Just how much despair had this grandfather and grandson suffered to lose their reason the moment they saw a single thread of hope?

"Little brother, little brother, say something!"

Seeing Tang Yan remain silent, Shen Shan finally grew anxious.

"You wouldn't be deceiving us, would you?"

"Senior, what I said just now was that there are two methods..." Tang Yan finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

Shen Shan was a clever man. After a moment of daze, he immediately reacted, and shock flashed through his eyes.

"You mean the second method is better?"

"The second method is to find a cultivation method suited to an ice-cold physique. As long as such a cultivation method is found, the cold Qi will no longer be poison, but a Peerless Spirit Pill that drives cultivation forward. It can help one's cultivation advance a thousand Li in a single day!" Tang Yan said solemnly.

Boom!

Shen Shan felt his body sway.

Cultivation?

Not only could his grandson's symptoms be cured, his cultivation could even advance a thousand Li in a single day?

Even though Shen Shan had weathered great storms, he still could not help pinching his own thigh.

Only after feeling that piercing pain did Shen Shan recover from his shock.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Shan finally calmed down.

He had traveled to countless places, yet no one had even been able to clearly explain his grandson's symptoms. Where could he possibly find such a cultivation method?

"I fear this cultivation method exists only in legends." Shen Shan smiled bitterly. "This old man is not greedy. As long as my grandson can live safely, I will be fully content. Little brother, please tell me the medicinal ingredients required."

"I also have the cultivation method..." Tang Yan said weakly.

Hearing these words, Shen Shan once again wondered whether he was dreaming.

This Tingxiang Kingdom was only a tiny corner of the continent. He had come here merely thinking to bring his grandson through mountains and waters, so that his life would not be in vain. They had only happened to pass by.

Yet in this little backwater of the Eastern Region, not only had he found someone who could recognize his grandson's symptoms, he had even found a way to resolve them?

"Little brother..."

"Do you have paper and brush?" Tang Yan asked.

"Yes, yes!" Shen Shan answered.

Brush, ink, paper, and inkstone appeared in his hands, not a single item missing.

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the ring on Shen Shan's finger. A trace of surprise flashed through his gaze.

If his guess was correct, this was a space used for storing objects, was it not?

What Tang Yan did not know was that this was actually not the first time he had seen a storage Dharma Treasure. The bracelet on Zi Yun's wrist was one as well; Zi Yun had simply never revealed it.

Dipping the brush in ink, Tang Yan's writing flew across the paper like dragons and phoenixes...

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