Chapter 227 - Chapter 227: Chapter 192: Withering and Flourishing, and Reaching the Required Points_4 (1/2)

Chapter 227: Chapter 192: Withering and Flourishing, and Reaching the Required Points_4

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In the end,

That was all he could come up with.

A single “holy crap.”

A testament to his awe at the beautiful scenery. After gazing quietly for a while,

He felt the heat in his body gradually recede.

His tensed muscles also relaxed in tandem.

Chen Sheng then diverted his gaze to a small house on the far side of the riverside.

Boom!

He pushed off the ground below.

His body soared into the air.

Under the night sky,

Chen Sheng landed back at the riverside after a few jumps.

He cleaned and dried his clothes soaked in sweat, and soaked himself again in the river.

Both physically and mentally refreshed.

Then,

He crawled directly into the tent, ready to restore his energy.

The next day.

At noon.

Boom—

The homemade barbell was thrown directly under his feet.

“Huff.’

Chen Sheng took a long breath and called up his panel.

[Chen Sheng] [Strength: 371] [Agility: 383]

[Constitution: 388] [Skill Bar: Thunder Breath IVI: 3/1000, Profound Martial Arts IV3: 0/500]

[Skill Points: 521]

Having trained again throughout the morning,

Chen Sheng’s skill points had accumulated enough to upgrade his Profound Martial Arts.

Next,

He just needed to restore his body to its optimal state and then proceed with the breakthrough.

With that in mind,

Chen Sheng walked over to the fire pit next to the tent.

Earlier,

Even before he had finished training, he had already set up the iron pot again and began to cook Spirit Medicine Soup. Checking the heat,

It would probably need about another hour.

“Oh right.”

Chen Sheng remembered yesterday’s fish seasoning incident.

Happened to take advantage of this time for a walk to the village to buy some seasonings.

Having thought of it,

Chen Sheng changed out of his sweat-soaked clothes, took a quick wash, and changed into loose sweatpants and a hoodie. Putting on a mask,

His figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Two minutes later.

When he reappeared, he was already by the roadside of Datian Village.

A store entrance displaying many brooms, mops, and basins caught his attention.

Chen Sheng quickly approached.

“Boss, do you have salt here?”

Huh?

An old man in his seventies was tending the shop.

Currently sitting half-asleep in a wicker chair, lightly swinging his Pu Fan while listening to the radio.

Where did he get the mood to listen to this on a harsh winter day?

Hearing Chen Sheng’s voice.

The old man squinted his eyes to get a good look.

Seeing Chen Sheng dressed casually with a mask on his face,