killed Dao Er, Dao Zun would definitely appear.Now, he would never be a match for the Daoist Sovereign, so he didn't dare to take the risk.Unfazed by the thunderstorm and the greetings of the two powe...The hut was like a fairyland at this moment, with steam swirling and the scent of incense filling the air. In the center sat a large wooden barrel resting over a fire, within which could be vaguely seen a pile of herbs and animal bones floating.

This is not an ordinary bath, it's a medicinal bath.

An old man with white hair stood beside the wooden bucket, his back slightly hunched. He squinted, holding a wooden stick in his hand, stirring the steaming water inside the bucket constantly.

Looking at the elder's figure, Jiang Yun's heart was filled with warmth. This was his grandfather, Jiang Wanli. Thanks to his grandfather, he was able to live to this day.

"Grandpa!" Jiang Yun shouted at Jiang Wanli, then took off the animal skin from his body and walked towards the wooden tub on his own.

Without the pelt's cover, one could clearly see that Jiang Yun's sturdy body was covered with hundreds of wounds, looking gruesome and terrifying.

Especially the several scars on his back, from afar, seemed to vaguely form a word - cloud!

In the deep mountains, ferocious beasts roamed in herds, danger lurked everywhere. Having lived there for years, it was inevitable that he would fight these beasts. That’s why Jiang Yun had so many scars on his body. But the few on his back were not scars, but birthmarks he was born with. It was precisely because of this birthmark that Jiang Wuli named him Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun was no stranger to soaking in a bath, as he had been doing so every few days since he was a child.

It sounds like taking a medicinal bath would be a relaxing experience, but in reality, it's quite the opposite.

Not to mention the various medicinal properties that herbs, animals, and bones used in bathing possess—their intense stimulation of the body alone would be daunting. Simply stepping into that roiling hot water is not something an ordinary person could manage.

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Jiang Yun clearly remembered the first time she took a herbal bath. She was so scared that she cried and screamed, thinking her grandfather was going to boil her and eat her.

Fortunately, he persisted because he knew it was his grandfather's painstaking effort to strengthen his body.

Although I can't cultivate myself, all these years of soaking in medicinal baths have made my physique not only not weak, but far surpass many people of the same age.

Jiang Yun closed his eyes, burying his entire body, even his head, in the water. He felt the scorching water temperature and the various medicinal properties constantly stimulating his body.

Until several hours later, a clear voice suddenly rang in Jiang Yun's ear: "Yunwa, do you want to cultivate"

With a splash, Jiang Yun practically leaped out of the water, his face full of astonishment as he stared at the grandfather before him. For a moment, he was so overwhelmed with emotion that he couldn't even speak.

Although Gingercloud had never left the Ten-Wan Mang Mountains, he knew that beyond the mountains lay a vast and boundless world. In this magnificent world, there were human races, demon races, ghost races, and countless other tribes. No matter what race they belonged to, all of them revered cultivation.

Even the village of Ginger, this almost isolated hamlet, from young to old, is all diligently practicing cultivation.

Cultivation, speaking from a small perspective, can strengthen the body and improve health; but on a larger scale, it can overturn mountains and seas, take a single step to reach the heavens, and even achieve immortality, living alongside heaven and earth.

Of course!

I’ve asked my grandfather this question many times, but he always said that he couldn't cultivate because his constitution was different. But today, why did he suddenly ask me this question

Could it be that Grandpa found a way to cultivate himself

Looking at Jiang Yun's shocked face, Jiang Wanyi's eyes narrowed even smaller, leaving only a slit.

"I think!"

As soon as Jiang Yun finished speaking, Jiang Wanli immediately followed up and asked, "Then what are you cultivating for"

Jiang Yun fell silent.

Because I don't understand myself either, why am I so obsessed with cultivating and becoming stronger Is it for a healthy body For immortality It doesn't seem like it.

From the moment I became aware, even before I understood what cultivation meant, there seemed to be a yearning in my heart to cultivate.

Born with it! 天生自帶！

Ginger Wanli obviously knew what Ginger Yun was thinking, so he didn't need his answer at all. With a kind smile, he said, "Alright, Yunwa, if you really want to cultivate, then..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud boom echoed in the distance, abruptly cutting off Jiang Wanli's words.

"The people from the Wind Village are here again!"

Jiang Wanli seemed to know what had happened outside, his face turned cold, and two sharp lights flashed in his narrowed eyes. After dropping that sentence, he immediately turned around and walked out.

Compared to Ginger Wanli, Ginger Yun's face turned even paler. He wasn't angry because his grandfather's words were interrupted, but because he knew this Feng Village had come specifically for him.

There are ten thousand mountains, stretching wide across the land. Besides those who live in Ginger Village, many other villages of various sizes also reside here. Though they aren't exactly harmonious with one another, they mostly stay out of each other's way. Occasionally, there might be some minor conflicts.

Fengcun is the village closest to Ginger Village. Overall, its strength surpasses Ginger Village.

Both sides had constant minor conflicts due to their proximity. However, sixteen years ago when Jiang Yun arrived in Jiangjia Village, their conflicts escalated dramatically.

When Jiang Yun was young, the people from Feng Village would almost come to Jiangjia Village every once in a while to start trouble. Their true purpose was to take Jiang Yun away.

As for why the other party wanted to capture him, Jiang Yun had no idea. He just felt that he seemed to be like some rare treasure in the eyes of the people from Fengcun, because every time he saw someone from Fengcun, Jiang Yun could clearly see the greed in their eyes.

Later on, no one knew what methods Ginger Wanli had used. After Ginger Yun turned ten, the people from Feng Village never came to their door again. However, they unexpectedly arrived today.

Jiang Yun hurriedly jumped out of the wooden tub, put on his animal skins, and rushed out.

At this moment, all the women and children in Jiang Village were locked inside their homes. Only about thirty adult men gathered at the village entrance, their eyes fixed on the opposite group of burly strongmen—the people from Feng Village.

Men and women who survive in the Mangshan Mountains are mostly extremely strong, but the people of Fengcun, besides being strong, have a few more points of bloodiness and ferocity.

Through the gaps in the crowd, Jiang Yun also saw the broken gate on the ground.

This made his heart clench. A village was like a family, and to shatter someone's doorstep was a declaration of war in the most blatant way possible.

It is clear that Fengcun came prepared this time!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun secretly clenched his fist and squeezed into the crowd.

"Fengling!" Jiang Wanli stood at the front of the crowd in Jiang Village, his narrowed eyes still fixed on the towering man before him. He spoke coldly, "Six years haven't made you any braver. Do you dare disobey Liu Tianren"

Hearing this, Ginger Cloud in the crowd suddenly realized. Because he had heard that within these 100,000 Mang Mountains, the strongest village was Willow Village, and its village head, Willow Tianren, was the strongest person in the mountains.

Clearly, Jiang Wànlǐ borrowed the name of Liú Tiānrén, so he suppressed the people of Fēngcūn for six years, preventing them from coming to Jiāngcūn to stir up trouble.

Feng Ling stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Old geezer, I used to be a bit afraid of Liu Tianren, but now, his reputation is useless. Tell you what, either hand over Jiang Yun; or else, I'll bloodbath your entire Jiang Village!"

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