Legend of the Heavenly Swordsman
Ch.13 - The Gem Bone of the Gods

Later that night Tang Shu began to cultivate one of the three red ginsengs he was carrying. Fu Chen was sitting under the waterfall. The purpose of Fu Chen's training under the falls is to maintain his calm in a stressful and noisy state. Fu Chen should be able to withstand the cold at night and feel every stream of water hitting his body.

This exercise is indeed quite difficult, even in the last week he can only withstand a little cold from the waterfall.

The first thing Tang Shu did to cultivate the red ginseng was to refine it before it began to boil. Swordsman in general will consume ginseng directly because the efficacy of red ginseng will decrease after boiling. But it needed to be done to adjust on Fu Chen's body that had never even consumed resources.

While waiting for the boiling water of red ginseng decoction to boil, Tang Shu played the flute he had brought before. During his departure leaving the Central Continent, playing the flute was one of his habits while resting.

When Tang Shu started blowing his flute, the tone produced from his play was very melodious and soothing. Fu Chen opened his eyes slightly surprised upon hearing a tone that suddenly entered his ears.

When he realized the voice was coming from his father, Fu Chen closed his eyes again. That tone helped him in gaining tranquility, a hint of admiration engraved in Fu Chen's heart heard him.

Long enough for the tone to last before finally stopping, Fu Chen also stopped the seed before drying himself.

Tang Shu had already finished boiling the red ginseng he had prepared. The ginseng boiled water looked slightly golden and viscous, the distinctive aroma of ginger herbs stinging their noses both.

Fu Chen did not understand what differentiated ginger and ginseng from his father, even from the aroma and the way of cooking it alone was the same.

Not wanting to think any further, Fu Chen immediately approached his father who was near the fireplace.

"Did you make this ginger wedang for me?" Fu Chen took out a cupful of glass filled with red ginseng boiled water. His forehead slightly shriveled when he saw the water he thought was ginger not as usual. "Dad, why is it this color? Was the ginger rotten?" Fu Chen had thought ginseng was actually a very old ginger because the resulting aroma was more concentrated and slightly viscous.

"Here it is, there is no need to ask a lot of questions.get a drink immediately and sit down in front of the father, the father will help you digest it," Tang Shu said feeling lazy to argue with his son.

Fu Chen was a little confused but he kept doing his father's orders. The scent of ginseng was too pungent that Fu Chen had to cover his nose before starting to drink the ginseng decoction.

"Drink quickly so as not to taste bitter!" Tang Shu warned as Fu Chen started drinking the ginseng stew.

Fu Chen felt his body more refreshed and powerful the moment after drinking it. Tang Shu then began to drain the qi on Fu Chen's body to channel the properties of red ginseng towards his son's bones and marrow. It would be a pity if it was only used to cleanse the blood.

Tang Shu's eyes were wide open realizing the bone quality of his son was very high in his young captivity. He had guessed if his son had good bone quality, at least in one level with him. But what he saw was something unexpected.

"God's Jewel Bone?" Inner Tang Shu seemed to want to scream out loud. What he saw really surprised him, but he immediately tried to control his expression so as not to raise questions for Fu Chen.

The quality of his son's bones only needed one more level towards the God's bones. The Bone of Gods was the peak of the highest quality of the existing tier. As far as Tang Shu was concerned, only a handful of people had ever reached that level in history. They were all great people who carried the destiny of heaven in his hands.

Tang Shu smiled wryly realizing red ginseng would not help much in improving the quality of her son's bones anymore. But at least ginseng still has strong properties to strengthen the marrow of his son to adjust the quality of his bones.

Despite Tang Shu's shock, Fu Chen recalled the flute his father played while he was training. He was interested in learning it.

"Is this father's flute also heirloom?" Fu Chen asked as he watched the flute in his hand. According to him, what his father had in the past was an heirloom because his father came from a wealthy Clan.

"It's just an ordinary bamboo flute, I can make it for you if you want," Tang Shu replied smiling gently, thinking he could inherit his talent in playing the flute on the sidelines of Fu Chen's break. It can also train Fu Chen in regulating breathing to be more stable.

Hearing Tang Shu's reply made Fu Chen enthusiastic, even though he realized his break time would be less and less for the sake of learning the flute. But that is not a problem as he gets the satisfactory result of playing the flute to relieve fatigue.

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Not far from him was Sin Zhou already and did the same. The hammer used by Sin Lou and his father has a size that is compared quite far.

Sin Zhou deliberately gave Sin Lou a small enough hammer first before he could actually use the hammer in his hand.

Sin Lou has been practicing forging for a month with his father. There he also had to exercise patience because every time he put an iron plate into the water, the iron would warp and it was very annoying for him.

For a month of practice at least Sin Lou has managed to make a small knife even with a curved shape at the end. The muscles of the young man also grew bigger with time, he even looked a dozen years old even though he was only eight years old.

While focusing on forging suddenly his father warned Sin Lou to stop his punch on the iron plate in front of him.

"Pinch the plate and put it in the water slowly." Sin Zhou showed how to form a knife by slowly inserting the forged iron plate into the water.

Sin Lou followed his father's instructions, he slowly put the iron plate into the water. When the iron plate began to enter slowly sounded like boiling water.

Crcfs…!

"Dad, look!" Sin Lou showed the knife in his clamp with a big smile and a severed breath. This is better than the last knife he made, even though the knife has not been sharpened and a little rough. But it was a new achievement for him.

Sin Zhou smiled faintly in response to him "That's pretty decent, but still lacking. Give it to another worker, and make a new one."

The reason why Sin Zhou had not allowed Sin Lou to come with Tang Shu was because he had seen Sin Lou already starting to understand a little trick in forging the previous week. He naturally did not want the opportunity to be lost because Sin Lou went to leave his training and left with Tang Shu, his guess was evident at this time.

Sin Lou did not complain at all, he did everything vigorously lately. All that he did was to be able to train with Fu Chen as soon as possible.

At the Village Chief's own residence Kyoto was currently training together with a mid-level two-stage swordsman. Actually to hire a swordsman is not cheap, let alone a second-rate swordsman of such intermediate stage.

Yoshi Kishimoto has to spend a lot of money to train his son. He had been confused before because most of the warriors rejected the offer he submitted. The fee promised by Yoshi Kishimoto is already very large for people like him, but 10 pieces of gold will not be seen by a swordsman for a fee every month.

Fortunately, there is a traveling swordsman who does not have money and a place for him to live, so he is willing to help Yoshi Kishimoto train his son.

The warrior realized Kyoto was a child with weak physical exertion, so he only focused on increasing the physical strength of the child for one month. Kyoto was also aware of its shortcomings, so he did not complain much during the practice.

The only thing that motivated him was to defeat the son of the blacksmith in his village. According to him Sin Lou is the one who will be his toughest competitor later.

Swordsman named Ni Gang was also not much demand for his payment. As long as he was given shelter and food then it was enough for him. Ni Gang's activities during becoming a warrior without a sect were also less meaningful.

Ni Gang was only able to take the missions announced in every city he visited. Of course it was not easy for him to get the mission because many other warriors who were greater than him would also compete.

At the time of all the shortcomings he experienced, a Village Chief saved him by offering a job to train the Village Chief's child. He gladly accepted the offer of the Village Chief to meet the needs of his life.

Although he was only paid 10 gold pieces every month, it was better for him than nothing. one piece of gold is generally equivalent to 100 pieces of silver and one piece of gold is also equivalent to 1000 pieces of bronze.

While one piece of silver is equivalent to 100 pieces of bronze, this comparison is a provision that has been passed by every empire on every continent.