God-Level Special Forces Soldier

Chapter 940: Chapter 936: In High Spirits!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tian understood why Fujiwara Daisuke was particularly anxious about whether there were any problems with the well after Fujiwara Akita fell into the water, instead of immediately worrying about the safety of the person who fell.

”What’s the reason?” Xiao Tian continued to ask.

”Because newborn babies have no concept of good or evil. Using a baby’s blood for experimentation won’t provoke the Demon Blade to rage and harm, even if it reacts abnormally.”

Fujiwara Daisuke explained, ”But adults are different. No matter how good a person is, they will have evil thoughts. When their blood touches the Demon Blade, it draws out its malicious energy and ultimately completes the awakening.”

”Moreover, our ancestor killed countless people; those vengeful souls harbor deep hatred toward the members of the Fujiwara Clan and naturally won’t let things rest easily!”

With these words, most of the doubts were resolved. Xiao Tian took a long breath, feeling a bit sentimental, not expecting that a secluded village like this would hide such a clan and a Demon Blade worthy of being called a Demon Soldier!

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Not much time passed before villagers gathered around, peeking and sneaking when they saw that Fujiwara Daisuke and the others were unharmed, finally daring to approach boldly.

Moments later, the crowd parted to reveal Xiang Yiting and Adison Claire, whose expressions of relief showed as soon as they saw Xiao Tian safe and sound.

With this, matters have finally reached a resolution. Xiao Tian’s righteous intervention removed suspicions from the three and earned him the status of a lifesaving benefactor.

However, when Xiao Tian mentioned his departure, he was unsurprisingly met with strong pleas to stay, and reluctantly agreed to stay one more night, planning to leave officially the next morning.

Regarding the Demon Blade, Xiao Tian no longer planned to worry, leaving Fujiwara Daisuke and the others to figure it out themselves.

Having done all he could, he had fulfilled his obligations and could not possibly carry the burden of the matter entirely.

Returning to the small courtyard, Xiao Tian felt a sense of helplessness. He originally stayed to concoct an antidote for his own matters but inadvertently helped Fujiwara Daisuke and the others solve a big problem, and yet the antidote was still not progressing.

However, as he stepped past the knee-high wild grass, his heart skipped a beat, as if he missed something important.

This feeling rarely comes without reason, a certainty he gained from experience over many years, never failing.

So, with this feeling striking again, it meant he missed something crucial.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tian immediately paused, his gaze keenly examining the surroundings with precision.

When his gaze landed on the smoldering wood fragments on the ground, it was as though he had discovered a new world. He immediately crouched down next to them, a look of undisguised delight on his face!

Xiao Tian was at the exact position where he had attempted to concoct an antidote the previous evening, with the knee-high wild grass directly in front of him, neither too far nor too close.

After inspecting the area, Xiao Tian closed his eyes and began to recall everything from the previous night, from fetching the crock to the failed concoction and the tossing of the white floating substance...

Wait!

Tossed it out?!

Xiao Tian’s eyes abruptly opened, sharp as if they could pierce through everything, staring unerringly at the knee-high wild grass — where he had tossed the floating substance the night before.

Realizing this, Xiao Tian’s mind suddenly birthed a daring idea, perhaps he had been mistaken all along.

The formula was correct, the antidote was correct, he simply misinterpreted how the antidote presents itself; maybe the foam-like white substance... was in fact the antidote!

This notion was incredibly brave, breaking past conventional understanding, for medicine is commonly presented as soup, a universal truth, who would think that the concocted soup was useless while the seemingly insignificant thing was useful?!

With judgment made, Xiao Tian considered the medicinal soup, feeling increasingly that something was amiss, yet the white foam on the soup appeared more and more like the antidote.

Looking at the knee-high wild grass, Xiao Tian couldn’t help but think, if this grass indeed sprouted overnight due to the unintentional act last night, then the white foam on the soup is most likely the true antidote!

However, he lacked sufficient herbs to reproduce the scenario, preventing him from conclusively proving their connection.

After some contemplation, Xiao Tian thought perhaps he could confirm it from another angle, namely by examining the soil’s change.

Xiao Tian grasped the knee-high grass, pulling it forcefully, uplifting the roots along with the soil.

Grabbing a handful of soil and comparing it with the surrounding earth revealed subtle differences, with the area of difference approximately the size of a bowl, resembling the volume of the white foam he tossed last night.

With seventy to eighty percent certainty, Xiao Tian felt jubilant, having emerged from a lengthy period of suppression. The long-standing conundrum was resolved, stirring in him a desire to laugh aloud, smoothing his mood significantly.

Behind him, Xiang Yiting and Adison Claire exchanged glances, puzzled by Xiao Tian’s odd behaviors, yet with Xiao Tian not behaving excessively, the two wisely refrained from voicing their curiosity.

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Xiao Tian’s cheerful mood lasted until dinner, where Fujiwara Daisuke hosted a feast in his honor. Xiao Tian almost indulged openly, drinking cup after cup, soon finishing nearly two jars of wine.

Only when Xiang Yiting and Adison Claire, anxious about his behavior, stepped in to persuade him did he cease this seemingly unreasonable quest for intoxication.

”Sir, this time we survived the calamity thanks to your assistance!”

Fujiwara Daisuke stood, holding a bowl of wine in both hands, saying to Xiao Tian, ”I toast to you!” With that, he drank the entire bowl in one go, then displayed the empty bowl, triggering a round of cheers.

”Certainly, I promised earlier that I would richly reward you, and I’ll hold true to my word!” Fujiwara Daisuke gestured, prompting nearby attendants to deliver a small green porcelain bottle, its neck wrapped in red cloth and tied with black cotton thread, sparking curiosity.

”What is this?” Xiao Tian’s gaze shifted, unable to see its contents, yet even its appearance suggested it was no ordinary item.