120 Convenient Beast-Speech, Golden Dew’s Exotic Fragrance

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Yun Xiaomei’s treatment of the young elephant was swift and skillful. It seemed that having spent years treating the wilds of Gongshan as her backyard and living closely with these wild animals, she had thoroughly mastered the properties of the herbs and the habits of the creatures.

Yet Chen Jue was somewhat curious. With her innate ability as a mountain spirit to communicate, why was she unable to calm two fully grown wild elephants?

At that moment, the two adult elephants whom Chen Jue had cast into the river were now dripping wet as they slowly climbed out of the water, trumpeting continuously.

Yun Xiaomei had already torn off half a strip of white cloth from a mat in her backpack. She quickly tied it around the young elephant’s wounded leg, where she had applied herbal medicine, then turned and stood atop a protruding ridge of the mountain ravine. She called out a few trumpeting sounds toward the approaching adult elephants.

Perhaps cooled by the icy river water, which served as a form of physical cooling, the two tempestuous wild elephants gradually slowed their pace upon hearing Yun Xiaomei’s voice. They trumpeted twice in response, as if entering a special form of communication.

When Yun Xiaomei fell silent, she wiped the sweat from her brow and turned to Chen Jue, who stood vigilantly nearby. “Brother Chen Jue, they won’t cause any more trouble. I’ve already calmed them down.”

Hearing this, Chen Jue nodded in relief, exhaled sharply, and a visible white vapor surged from his mouth, forming an arrow-like stream of white air that shot several meters before dissipating. At that moment, his pores, which had been tightly closed, relaxed, releasing the tension he had been holding.

In the next second, sweat burst from his body as the white vapor rapidly heated the cool mountain forest around them.

The explosive effort of hurling the elephants into the river had been tremendously taxing. Were it not for Chen Jue’s strength attribute reaching 3.06, his constitution at 3.40, and the combined force of his light and dark internal power, which pushed his physical explosiveness to an incredible level—along with his mastery of Tai Chi’s technique of using minimal force to overcome great strength, leveraging the momentum of the charging elephants—he would never have been able to lift and throw these two adult wild elephants weighing two to three tons each.

With his current strength attribute of 3.06, pulling his household dumbbells weighing 200 kilograms each with one hand was effortless.

But lifting these adult Asian elephants, which can weigh around three tons, was nearly impossible by brute force alone, even for Chen Jue. Unless his strength attribute rose another two points to above five, he could not hope to lift an elephant purely by raw power without relying on martial arts techniques.

It is worth noting that the historical anecdote “Throwing the Elephant” originated from the “Records of the Western Regions” compiled after the Tang monk Xuanzang traveled through the Western kingdoms.

It tells of how Shakyamuni, before becoming a Buddha, once encountered a giant elephant blocking his path during his days as a prince worshiping the Buddha. He lifted the elephant by its trunk and hurled it away; the elephant fell after three days, creating a pit on impact, giving rise to the legend of “Shakyamuni Throwing the Elephant.”

However, this story is likely exaggerated, intended to emphasize the miraculous nature of the Buddha’s power.

Whether the historical Shakyamuni truly possessed such strength, Chen Jue dared not conclude, as he could not travel back in time to converse with the Buddha.

Yet, beside him stood Yun Xiaomei, a woman equally sacred by birth, with forty perfectly aligned white teeth and an extraordinarily strong bone structure—rare in this world.

Yun Xiaomei, having learned Xing Yi Quan through self-study and living harmoniously with the forest’s beasts, was such a miraculous being that in ancient times, she would have been revered like a living Bodhisattva.

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Yet even such an extraordinary woman, a living Bodhisattva, at their initial meeting had not dared to confront those two adult wild elephants directly. She had to retreat three steps using the ape-like body movement technique.

This contrast alone shows just how terrifying Chen Jue’s earlier display of brute “elephant throwing” really was!

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After calming the two adult elephants, Chen Jue sat down on a pile of grass and began to circulate his qi and blood, employing the micro and macro circulation techniques to dissipate the internal heat.

The recent exertion of throwing the elephants was the greatest force he had managed since beginning his cultivation.

Thanks to his rigorous training and hard conditioning, he had taken a mother elephant’s kick head-on without injury, though he felt a slight overexertion inside. His blood surged turbulently, and the usual technique of closing pores with pure qi could not dispel the restlessness; only Daoist internal alchemy could help regulate it.

Meanwhile, Yun Xiaomei, having soothed the two wild elephants, checked the young elephant’s bandaged wound again. Seeing no further bleeding, she gently lifted the wailing calf and whispered something into its ear. Then she guided it down the more than three-meter-high mountain ravine to reunite with its parents.

After a while, Chen Jue finished his internal adjustment and opened his eyes to find Yun Xiaomei watching his practice with admiration shining in her eyes.

Upon his awakening, she blushed faintly and explained why she had not immediately calmed the two adult wild elephants earlier.

It turned out that this family of three elephants were not regular inhabitants of the nearby forest but had migrated from beyond the border.

The elephants had never encountered anyone with communication abilities like Yun Xiaomei before, and unfamiliar with the terrain, the mischievous young elephant had accidentally stepped on a sharp branch while crossing the ravine. Mistaking Yun Xiaomei’s approach as a threat to the calf, the two adults misunderstood and went into a rampage.

A wild elephant rampage is extremely dangerous; ordinary people would flee in terror. Only exceptional individuals like Chen Jue and Yun Xiaomei dared to intervene in such perilous situations.

“The misunderstanding is cleared up, that’s good!”

“By the way, you wrapped that cloth around the young elephant’s leg—aren’t you worried it might tighten and injure its skin later?” Chen Jue’s mind wandered to the tragic images he had seen online of whales, seals, and turtles caught in fishing lines and nets, and he asked.

“No, I told them not to wander too far. Once the wound heals and no longer hurts, they will come back here to see me. At that time, I’ll check the wound again and remove the cloth!” Yun Xiaomei’s eyes curved into crescent moons, feeling that in this regard, she was at least a bit stronger than this impressive older brother in front of her.

Although Chen Jue’s physical strength and explosive power were comparable to a superhuman’s, he could not communicate in animal language. At best, he could use the innate breath of primordial energy emanating from him to get close to animals.

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“I see... Seems like knowing an outsider language can really save a lot of trouble these days,” Chen Jue sighed silently. Truly a born mountain spirit, Yun Xiaomei’s ability to communicate with animals was incredibly practical in such a primeval forest.

Unfortunately, Chen Jue had no talent for learning foreign languages since childhood. He felt mastering the so-called “devil’s tongue,” the Wenshi dialect, had already exhausted his language aptitude. Learning this animal language, with no clear starting point, would be impossible unless he greatly increased his intelligence attribute. Perhaps then he might explore the mysteries of animal language with Yun Xiaomei.

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After chatting a while with Yun Xiaomei, they noticed it was nearly noon. The two set off together to a cleaner riverside shallow area to sit and have lunch.

Chen Jue retrieved his backpack from the grass pile and took out compressed biscuits and an energy drink.

Yun Xiaomei’s backpack was like a treasure chest. Besides a stainless steel lunchbox filled with roasted barley noodles, another container held dried meat, roasted potatoes, and grilled fish.

Compared to Chen Jue’s meager rations, which resembled those of an ascetic, Yun Xiaomei truly understood mountain life.

“These were all prepared by my grandmother!”

“By the way, Brother Chen Jue, yesterday you mentioned needing that golden elixir. Grandma also asked me to bring a bottle from our household supply for you to try.”

“If this bottle doesn’t work, I’ll have to refund you the money spent on the medicine,” Yun Xiaomei smiled gently as she watched Chen Jue munch on his biscuits, eyes gleaming with anticipation at her lunchbox. She pulled out a bamboo tube wrapped with golden cloth and handed it to Chen Jue.

Chen Jue was momentarily stunned, thinking the golden elixir would take another month before use. He hadn’t expected such thoughtfulness from Yun Xiaomei. He hastily accepted the bamboo tube and, upon opening it, a strong herbal fragrance immediately filled his nostrils.

Just by smelling it, Chen Jue knew this golden elixir was extraordinary. His previously calm qi and blood stirred slightly. A lingering fragrance filled his lungs and nasal passages, clearing his mind considerably.

It reminded him of ancient monks chanting and meditating in quiet rooms, lighting a stick of sandalwood incense to calm their spirits and deepen their meditation. The aroma emanating from this bamboo tube was as potent, if not more so, than the finest aged sandalwood.

Thank you all for waiting for the fourth update! This chapter was added by the second digital league leader who simply couldn’t hold back. The third league leader’s update won’t come today; Pianfeng has gone to sleep. We will continue tomorrow (bowing in thanks).