In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 628 Inspiring

Zhong Sheng had also heard from others that, in addition to its blood, the meat of the Crimson Blood Chicken was also a highly nutritious food that could slowly increase a martial artist's qi and blood.

So Zhong Sheng went straight to the kitchen and started cooking.

Fifteen minutes later, the chicken was cooked.

At this moment, Zhong Sheng's wife also returned.

Seeing Zhong's joyful expression, his wife couldn't help but ask, "Brother Sheng, have you broken through to the seventh rank?"

"That's right!"

Zhong Sheng replied with a smile, "This Crimson Blood Chicken is truly miraculous. Just one bowl of its blood allowed me to break through the bottleneck that had been holding me back for five years!"

"Great!"

His wife cheered. Zhong Sheng's martial arts skills were a guarantee that their family could live a wealthy life.

Ordinary families couldn't even afford a few copper coins, yet Zhong Sheng's family had 500 taels of silver in savings, all thanks to Zhong Sheng's martial arts prowess.

Now that Zhong Sheng has broken through to the seventh rank, his earning power will definitely be stronger and his status will be higher, which is naturally a great thing for Zhong Sheng's wife.

"daughter in law."

Zhong Sheng placed the cooked Crimson Blood Chicken on the table and said to his wife with a smile, "I've heard that the meat of this Crimson Blood Chicken is extremely nourishing, and it's effective for both martial artists and ordinary people. You should try some!"

Because of their relatively high standard of living, Zhong Sheng's wife rarely suffers from serious illnesses, but she does occasionally experience minor ailments, which are perfect for nourishing her body with red-blooded chicken.

"to make!"

So the couple sat down at the table and began to enjoy the red chicken.

To be honest, the red chicken didn't taste very good because it had less fat and Zhong Sheng didn't add any seasonings.

However, after taking a bite of the chicken, Zhong Sheng's wife's eyes lit up: "Honey, I feel it!"

Zhong Sheng's wife has always had a minor problem with being sensitive to cold. In autumn and winter, her limbs would feel cold, and even wearing thick warm clothes would not help.

As soon as she swallowed the bloody chicken, a warm current rose in her lower abdomen, and then spread from her stomach to her whole body, dispelling the coldness in her limbs.

"I feel warm all over now and I'm not afraid of the cold at all."

Zhong Sheng's wife looked at the Crimson Blood Chicken on the table. This Crimson Blood Chicken not only helped her husband break through to the seventh rank, but it could also improve her minor ailments. It was truly miraculous.

“As long as it works!”

Zhong Sheng smiled and said, "I've heard that eating Crimson Blood Chicken can slowly improve one's constitution. If you, my wife, could eat Crimson Blood Chicken regularly, it might even cure all your minor health problems! As for me..."

Zhong Sheng sensed the condition within his body. As a martial artist, he had a clearer understanding of his own situation.

Unlike chicken blood, red chicken meat has a gentler effect; after eating it, one's own blood and energy will slowly increase.

Of course, although it was slow, in the few minutes from eating to speaking, the increase in Zhong Sheng's blood and qi was equivalent to a day of hard training!

"At this rate, I might reach the peak of the seventh rank very soon!"

A glint of ambition flashed in Zhong Sheng's eyes. No martial artist doesn't want to break through to a higher realm. Zhong Sheng didn't dare to hope to become a mid-grade martial artist before because he was limited by his own talent and resources.

But now...

With the Crimson Blood Chicken, Zhong Sheng felt that becoming a mid-level martial artist was no longer a pipe dream.

Of course, to become a mid-level martial artist, mid-level martial arts techniques are also indispensable, so...

Zhong Sheng was already thinking about how to obtain a mid-grade martial arts technique.

…………

…………

It is no coincidence.

Just as Zhong Sheng and his wife were marveling at the miraculous effects of the Crimson Blood Chicken, other martial artists in Dingjun County who had also experienced the miraculous effects of the Blood Feather Chicken and the Crimson Blood Chicken also exclaimed in amazement.

"This blood-feathered chicken is truly miraculous; just one bowl of its blood is equivalent to half a month of my arduous training!"

Inside a house, Cai Ying, who had already finished a bowl of blood-feathered chicken blood and had absorbed all the effects of the chicken blood through martial arts practice, had a burning gaze.

Although he used to cultivate quite quickly, that was relative to martial artists with average talent. In fact, Cai Ying was not satisfied with his own cultivation speed.

Since becoming a ninth-rank martial artist, Cai Ying's progress has been very slow, even though he practices diligently every day. According to his previous estimate, it would take him two months to break through to the eighth rank if things went smoothly, and it could take up to half a year if things didn't go smoothly.

However, at this moment, after drinking a bowl of blood-feathered chicken blood, Cai Ying immediately felt that his bottleneck had loosened a lot, and he was only a step away from the eighth rank.

"At this rate, I can break through to the eighth rank in just two days, not even two months!"

After assessing his own condition, Cai Ying's eyes lit up with excitement. He could feel that reaching the eighth rank was within reach; he didn't even need to drink another bowl of chicken blood, he only needed...

Cai Ying turned her gaze to the side, where the blood-feathered chicken carcass had been bled out.

"I've heard that the meat of the Blood Feather Chicken also has nourishing effects. Perhaps, the meat of this Blood Feather Chicken can help me break through to a higher realm!"

So, Cai Ying carried the blood-feathered chicken carcass to the kitchen and started cooking.

Meanwhile, in various corners of Dingjun County, many martial artists expressed the same amazement as Cai Ying.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing! This Blood Feather Chicken is truly incredible. One bowl of its blood is more effective than a month of arduous training!"

"Hahahaha! I've broken through to the eighth rank! This Blood Feather Chicken is truly a divine chicken!"

"The Crimson Blood Chicken is really effective! I was stuck at the peak of the eighth rank for two years without making any progress, but now, a bowl of Crimson Blood Chicken blood has allowed me to break through to the seventh rank!"

"Hahaha! With this Crimson Blood Chicken, I'm confident I'll become a mid-grade martial artist in less than six months!"

"Me too!"

"Although this blood-feathered chicken is expensive, it is definitely worth the price, and its effects are hundreds of times better than medicinal herbs!"

"..."

At this moment, the martial artists of Dingjun County cheered and praised the effects of the Blood Feather Chicken and the Crimson Blood Chicken.

…………

…………

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The city of Liangzhou was originally the residence of the prefect of Liangzhou.

Yang Zheng and Yang Erlang stood in the courtyard, watching the snowflakes falling from the sky, their faces grim.

For writers and poets, the falling snowflakes might be a source of romance, inspiring their poetic inspiration.

But don't forget that most literati and scholars are well-off, so they have the leisure to write poems praising the beauty of snowflakes.

But for the people of Liangzhou, snowfall is a disaster.

Of the four basic human needs—clothing, food, shelter, and transportation—clothing and food rank first and second, demonstrating their importance to humankind.