The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 415 - 103 Shennong’s Materia Medica

Chapter 415: Chapter 103 Shennong’s Materia Medica

Nine years had passed, and since Shennong returned to the tribe, he had been diligently organizing the "Hundred Herbs of Huaxia" marked with illustrations.

Throughout these years, Shennong occasionally ventured out, wandering among the various tribes of the Human Clan. According to the symptoms of the tribespeople, he used the Shennong Ding to concoct herbs into elixirs for targeted treatments. This also spread the sacred name of Shennong throughout the entire Huaxia Divine Land.

As time progressed, the "Hundred Herbs of Huaxia" was becoming increasingly complete, and it was near completion. However, Shennong kept feeling restless, and lately, he had no mind to continue organizing the "Hundred Herbs of Huaxia."

Feeling unbearably irritable, Shennong simply walked out of his dwelling, and wandered about in the tribe.

Compared to Fu Xi, Shennong, although he had horns on his head and a crystal belly, seemingly not human-like, was much more amiable than Fu Xi.

Within the tribe, there was a bustling of voices. There wasn’t much deceit among people, and they always greeted each other with smiles. Seeing Shennong, they would also greet him with a smile.

Seeing such a peaceful and harmonious life among his people, the irritation in Shennong’s heart seemed to lessen considerably.

He passed through Chen Capital and came to the banks of the Yellow River. By chance, he found an old man lying askew at the mouth of the Yellow River, unaffected by the roaring waves and the backflow of the river water.

Shennong was startled and flashed to the side of the old man. He saw that this old man was about seven feet tall, probably in his seventies, with hair white as snow and a face full of deep wrinkles, exuding a hint of purple. On the exposed right forearm, there was a bite mark the size of a fingernail cap, with black, foul-smelling blood oozing from the wound.

Shennong was shocked; it was clear that he had been bitten by some poisonous creature. He tried pushing the old man, saying, "Old man, old man..."

The old man did not respond, remaining rigid, only his breathing becoming more rapid.

Shennong hesitated for a moment, then gently bent down to smell the wound. He also smeared a bit of the foul-smelling blood on his fingertip, touched it with his tongue, and then suddenly spat it out, saying, "What kind of poison is this? How can the powers of Leaving Fire, Sharp Gold, and Extreme Yin be so intense?"

Shennong’s expression turned ugly because this poison was as potent as the Intestine-breaking Herb. With his cultivation at the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, he could not resolve it. Forcing his Yuqing True Essence Power into it would only backfire, causing the old man’s body to explode and die.

"Turtle, turtle..." Suddenly, the old man moaned softly, his right hand slightly lifting, pointing towards the water of the Yellow River.

"Turtle?" Shennong was startled and said, "Could it be this wound was caused by being bitten by a turtle inhabiting the Yellow River?"

With this thought, Shennong soared up into the air. His immense Power of Primordial Spirit oppressively covered the Yellow River for a million miles around with his current cultivation at the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal.

While Shennong was fully engaged in searching the Yellow River, he did not notice that the old man lying on the ground had a strange smile on his lips. His right hand then shook slightly, and a streak of golden light sliced through the firmament, reaching tens of thousands of miles away.

"Roar!"

An immense roar filled with fierce energy ripped through the sky. A tremendous amount of Water Spiritual Energy shattered the void, spreading throughout the entire Huaxia Divine Land.

Chaos Outer Heaven, Zixiao Palace.

A green light carrying endless Wood Essence Qi slowly shaped itself within the Zixiao Palace, followed by an excited roar: "Old Loach, do you feel it? It’s Old Turtle, it’s Old Turtle!"

Sitting on a cushion, Hong Jun slightly lifted his eyelids, looked emotionlessly at Yang Mei, and said, "Old Liu Tiao, my Zixiao Palace isn’t a place you can just enter as you wish!"

"What! Who craves to be here!" Yang Mei said frowningly: "There are only a few of us old folks left. It’s a rare occasion for Old Turtle to return, can’t I be happy about it?"

Hong Jun shook his head and said, "There are no longer any Golden Turtle Daoist in the world, only Emperor Shennong!"

East Kunlun Mountain, Three Pure Ones Hall.

"Big brother, could it be that a treasure has appeared?" Tongtian looked towards the morning direction, his eyes shining with golden light.

Laozi calmly calculated for a long while, then said, "No! It is rather that the Human Emperor is about to restore his previous life!"

Western, Four Extremes, Heavenly Court, Nine Nether... Powers from all over the Huaxia Divine Land turned their gazes towards the Sacred City of Chen Capital.

...

"Hmm? Found it!" Shennong’s face showed a trace of joy; he was eager to know what kind of species could be such a potent poison.

"Swoosh!"

A light sound, and a small pill shaped like the Xuan Turtle drifted out from the midst of this golden light, slowly arriving into Shennong’s palm.

"Golden Turtle Hundred Spirit Pill?" Shennong puzzlingly pinched the small pill in his hand and said, "Could this be the elixir that cures the old man’s poison? But where is that poisonous creature?"

With a trace of suspicion, Emperor Shennong flew back to the elderly man’s side. By this moment, the elder was already taking more breaths in than out.

Looking at the elder on the ground and then at the elixir in his hand, Shennong suddenly hesitated about whether to administer it to the elderly man or not.

Indeed, he too had concerns; if it truly was an antidote, all would be joyful, but if not, wouldn’t that be tantamount to harming a life?

With a firm bite of his teeth, Shennong decided to first break off a piece to test the effects of the medicine before attempting to save the elder.

He unhesitatingly broke off a portion of the Golden Turtle Hundred Spirit Pill and swallowed it; immediately, his body convulsed violently, and he fell to the ground, coughing up several mouthfuls of fresh blood. His miserable state was even worse than when he had faced the Intestine-breaking Herb.

At this moment, the elder slowly stood up, looking at Shennong with a smile, and said, "Shennong, your quest to test a hundred herbs and create texts is truly a merit benefiting Hua Xia and a blessing to the Human Clan. But have you ever considered, under the Heavenly Dao, the vitality of all beings follows its natural law. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are normal states; how can they be prevented?"

Shennong forcefully rallied his spirits, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said, "As the Human Emperor, I naturally have to consider the clans of people across the land of Hua Xia. Even if it leads to death and the dissipation of my Dao, I will have no regrets!"

The elder smiled and said, "It seems you are not a foolish man! The laws of Heaven and Earth govern all things. Your intentions are good, hoping for the people to avoid diseases and to live long and carefree lives. But after all, you are but a single force; how can you contend against the power of the Heavenly Dao?"

Shennong began to cough violently, his eyes revealing a faint flash of golden light.

The elder shook his head and said, "Shennong, your former self had already understood the ultimate truth of the Heavenly Dao. I didn’t expect you to be so naive in this life!"

"Who exactly are you?" Shennong’s eyes widened, and his aura began to oscillate violently.

"Hahaha, Shennong, when will you awaken if not now?" The elder did not reply but burst into hearty laughter, flicking the remaining majority of the elixir into Shennong’s mouth.

"Boom!"

Shennong felt a roaring in his mind, as various images began to emerge in his sea of consciousness: "The boundless Chaos World, countless fierce Chaos God Demons, the infinite land of the Four Seas..."

Scene after scene, picture after picture, scroll after scroll... Both familiar and unfamiliar images flooded in. If not for the Martial Tablet deeply embedded within his Primordial Spirit Sea, continuously emitting the dignified power of the Great Dao to suppress his physical body, Shennong would have been completely shattered by the endless transmission of legacy information.

"Crack"

A crisp tearing sound resounded, and Shennong’s body was aglow with radiant light.

In the sky, a gigantic image of a Golden Turtle emerged, surrounded by a pale blue light screen with an overwhelming aura of the Great Dao.

As the light faded, Shennong’s form had greatly changed.

Clad in a light blue Daoist robe embroidered with the dark blue ocean and a large Golden Turtle swimming within it, he stood tall and robust with the build of a tiger and bear, his face rugged and resolute.

Shennong stared at the old man in front of him for a long while, finally kneeling and calling out, "Disciple Shennong pays respects to Master!"

At this moment, the elder had returned to his original appearance, none other than Li Qingming.

Dressed in a green Daoist robe, donning a purple gold and jade crown, wearing brocade cloud boots, and holding a dark purple bamboo joint, his face bore a spring-breeze-like smile.

Sidestepping Shennong’s bow, Li Qingming said, "Golden Turtle elder, with one return to origin, this poor Daoist dares not accept such grand gestures from you!"

Shennong’s eyes, complex in expression, looked at Li Qingming and shook his head, saying, "Having promised Master in my past life to reincarnate as a member of the Human Clan, I naturally won’t go back on my word. Once a master always a master! My previous life as the Chaos God Demon Golden Turtle ancestor is dead, now I’m only Emperor Shennong!"

Li Qingming gave a helpless wry smile and said, "As you insist, Daoist friend, I won’t stop you. But now that your memories from your previous life are wide open, although your cultivation hasn’t returned, your realm remains. Having just understood life and death, you probably understand what I mean!"

Shennong bowed again, "The Heavenly Dao is supremely fair, and the fate of living beings has its own decree. My fixation on the undying path for the Human Clan free from diseases was indeed an obsession; Shennong acknowledges his error."

Li Qingming slightly nodded and said, "Your previous life as the Chaos God Demon Golden Turtle ancestor naturally understood that in this Primordial, this Huaxia Land, there are no eternal protagonists. Writing the ’Hundred Herbs’ as part of your mission to attain the Earth Emperor’s Dao is commendable. But under the Heavenly Dao, a sip and a peck, the Human Clan is doomed to a weak body from birth, not comparable to Huaxia’s hundred clans. However, your robust cultivative body is truly favored by the heavens! Remember this, ’Heavenly Dao is strong, gentlemen never stop self-improvement!’"

Shennong’s eyes sparkled with golden light, and he bowed, "Shennong will adhere to Master’s teachings!"

Having returned to his roots and enlightened by Li Qingming, Shennong no longer doggedly pursued the immortal Dao for the Human Clan free from diseases. Instead, he devoted his time to finding cures and saving people.

Three years later, Shennong finally perfected the ’Huaxia Hundred Herbs Materia Medica.’ The day the book was completed, rainbows enveloped the Chen Capital, and boundless celestial music rendered it a sea of joy.

Later, the Human Clan, in gratitude for Shennong’s boundless merit, renamed ’Huaxia Hundred Herbs Materia Medica’ to ’Shennong’s Materia Medica.’

The appearance of ’Shennong’s Materia Medica’ marked a new journey for Huaxia Civilization! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcomed to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)