Chapter 20: Have You Ever Fought for Beast’s Milk in Your Life?
After the ceremony concluded, the elders of Stone Village gradually dispersed. The children, however, were gathered together by the old village chief.
“The medicinal bath is over; now it’s time for you to study diligently!” the old chief began guiding the many children of Stone Village in learning the Bone Script.
The Bone Script was a formidable legacy from the ancient primordial breed, naturally manifesting as symbols on the bones themselves, possessing mysterious and unfathomable power! It was the foundation of cultivation.
In the past, Shijian’s understanding of the Bone Script had also come from the old chief, though his knowledge was rather crude and superficial. This had resulted in Shijian’s weak foundation in this area of cultivation, which was why he had to relearn it.
Now, having cultivated the Original True Interpretation, Shijian had developed a much deeper understanding of the Bone Script, especially after he had rebuilt his Blood Relocation realm. After listening for a while, he found it unbearable to continue—the old chief’s grasp of the Bone Script was indeed too rough. But this was understandable; Stone Village had no legacy in this field. These insights were all the old chief’s own musings.
Without hesitation, Shijian took the old chief’s place and began explaining the Bone Script to the children. The children, who had been frowning earlier, immediately brightened with excitement when Shijian took over. He was now the idol of all the children in Stone Village, so naturally, they listened attentively.
As Shijian taught, he also refined his own understanding of the Bone Script, gaining new insights with every explanation. Thus, the children gathered around him until the night fully descended before they finally stopped.
The children’s enthusiasm lingered, and even the old chief occasionally showed expressions of sudden comprehension. After the children dispersed, the old chief, feeling somewhat wistful, approached Shijian.
“Little Shi, your understanding of the Bone Script has surpassed my decades of research!” The old chief felt both pride and loss—pride in Shijian’s excellence, and loss because after decades of study, he was now outpaced by him.
“If not for your guidance, I wouldn’t have achieved what I have today!” Shijian respectfully replied. It was true; without the old chief, even with his innate talent, he would have been lost in his studies. Though crude, the old chief’s teachings had indeed set people on the path of cultivation. His decades of tireless research were intended to create conditions for the village children not inferior to those outside.
“Ah!” The old chief sighed. Then, somewhat embarrassed, he said,
“Little Shi, could I trouble you to teach these kids Bone Script from now on? Not every day, just once every seven days?”
The old chief blushed slightly saying this. He had already asked Shijian to hunt fierce beasts for the children before, and now he was asking him to teach Bone Script. The problem was, Shijian himself was still a child, which made the old chief feel awkward. But for the sake of giving the children proper education, he swallowed his pride.
Shijian, expecting something serious, laughed upon hearing this and said, “Of course! I will compile a basic book on Bone Script. Even if I leave Stone Village in the future, you can use it to enlighten the children!”
The idea to write a book on Bone Script had just occurred to Shijian. Although the old chief’s knowledge was rough, it was enough to guide beginners but not to cultivate geniuses. While Shijian could temporarily take over teaching, he would not remain in Stone Village forever. Better to teach them how to fish than to give them fish, after all.
This presented a perfect opportunity for Shijian to organize his insights gained from the Original True Interpretation—a win-win situation. He had already decided on the title: “Three Years of Bone Script, Five Years of Blood Relocation!”
This would surely ensure a happy childhood for the children of Stone Village.
“That sounds wonderful!” The old chief was instantly overjoyed at the prospect of a basic book on Bone Script. His own teachings were scattered and unstructured; if Shijian could write a foundational text, it would be a hundred times better.
“If you really write it, I’ll make sure those little rascals memorize it by heart!” The old chief promised excitedly.
Shijian smiled slyly. With such encouragement, he would make “Three Years of Bone Script, Five Years of Blood Relocation” thick and substantial!
After receiving Shijian’s promise, the old chief hummed happily as he went home. Meanwhile, Shijian returned to his stone hut with the little one.
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“Did you remember the Bone Script I just taught you?” Shijian produced a jar filled with fragrant beast’s milk, infused with some precious blood and rare medicine. The enticing scent caught the little one’s eyes, which fixed eagerly on the jar.
“If you master the Bone Script I just taught you, this jar of milk is yours!” Shijian’s voice was like a devil’s whisper.
Undoubtedly, he was giving Shi Hao special treatment.
“Alright!” The little one didn’t take his gaze off the jar for a moment, but his hands moved decisively. He stretched out both small hands, and a faint glow appeared in his palms. Then, a peculiar character materialized there.
“Good, this is your reward!” Shijian was very pleased as he placed the jar before the child.
“Beast’s milk!” The little one exclaimed excitedly and then hugged the jar, gulping it down eagerly. He finished the entire jar in one breath before collapsing drowsily onto the bed.
Shijian laughed softly. The beast’s milk contained a portion of true blood, making it extraordinarily potent. After the medicinal bath earlier and now drinking such a large jar, no matter how strong the little one’s constitution, he couldn’t absorb it all at once and needed time to process it. Hence, he passed out immediately—truly intoxicated by the milk.
Shijian recorded the entire session through the chat group, planning to show it later to the Wilderness Sovereign.
After placing the little one on the bed, Shijian couldn’t help but marvel at the child’s incredible aptitude. The knowledge about the Bone Script he had shared earlier in the square, and the special lessons he gave just now, the little one had grasped everything after just one hearing! Such comprehension was terrifying.
The little one was naturally diligent, had terrifying aptitude, and was tempted by beast’s milk—this triple buff would surely let him grow rapidly.
In the future, when the Wilderness Sovereign suppresses the eternal ages and looks back on this day, he might well ask, “Have you ever fought tooth and nail for beast’s milk in your life?”
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Once the surroundings quieted, Shijian returned to his own bed and reopened the chat group.
[Shijian: “Brothers, today I got hold of an extremely powerful cultivation technique, the Original True Interpretation. Take a look and see if it benefits your cultivation!”]
[Shijian: “In my world, the Original True Interpretation is called the Source of All Methods. It is the carrier of the Great Dao and the origin of all Bone Scripts. It is not a single powerful technique per se, but it contains profound explanations and understanding of the essence of cultivation, the rules of heaven and earth, and the ultimate principles of the Dao.”]
[Shijian: “Although your world lacks Bone Script, this should help with your comprehension of the Dao!”]
The previously silent chat group suddenly erupted with excitement.
[Xiao Yan: “What’s this? The carrier of the Great Dao, such a powerful technique? Sounds thousands of times stronger than my Flame Art. Is it a technique beyond the Heavenly Rank?”]
[Fang Han: “Original True Interpretation? Source of All Methods? Such a cultivation technique really exists?”]
[Yang Qi: “How does it compare to my Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Skill?”]
[Meng Qi: “No, guys, I still haven’t fully digested the benefits of my previous techniques. I’m about to burst!”]
The once quiet members were all suddenly blown away by the news.