Everyone’s hearts were involuntarily on edge, deeply afraid that any sudden movement would cause that youth’s breathtaking, extraordinary posture to fail at the last moment.

Chapter 009: The Purple Strange Herb

Henry Spencer’s body arched backward like a drawn bow, both hands forming a snake shape and suspended in midair, one foot hooked up off the ground, the other seemingly rooted, planted firmly in the soil.

This was the first half of the combination of the two most difficult moves in the second transformation of Dragon Snake.

Whoosh!

As his body bent backward, he felt a gust of wind brush past the tip of his nose, following Tommy Spencer’s fist.

That was close!

The first half of the combination, by a margin of half an inch, dodged Tommy Spencer’s fierce strike.

Henry Spencer’s blood surged, a vigorous strength rising within him, and with an unprecedentedly sharp momentum, he unleashed the second half of the move.

Bang!

The foot hooked in midair kicked upward fiercely, almost tracing a semicircle from below, sending Tommy Spencer flying.

The force of that kick unleashed all the power stored in his arched body, making it one or two times stronger than an ordinary full-strength kick.

“Ah…”

Tommy Spencer let out a miserable cry, his body flipping in midair before crashing to the ground face-first, blood streaming from his nose.

As he landed and cried out in pain, Henry Spencer followed the momentum of the upward kick with a backflip, barely landing on his feet, swaying slightly in place, his breathing a bit rapid.

After the final two-move combination, his blood and energy had erupted, leaving him somewhat exhausted at this moment.

Meanwhile, Tommy Spencer lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up. Not only was blood flowing from his nostrils, but one of his front teeth had also been knocked out.

The onlookers from the main Xu family were all shocked and incredulous.

Among the younger generation in the village, the notoriously fierce Tommy Spencer had actually been knocked down by the small and seemingly weak Henry Spencer.

Henry Spencer’s chest heaved, his breathing rapid, his mind a bit dazed. He could hardly believe that the one who had just turned the tables with an almost perfect combination of moves and knocked down Tommy Spencer was himself.

He remembered that ever since childhood, he had been bullied by Tommy Spencer, and had never imagined that one day he would turn the tables and knock him down.

“Kid, just you wait, I won’t be a man if I don’t get my revenge…”

Amid Tommy Spencer’s cold and hateful roar, Henry Spencer picked up his medicine basket and left with a calm expression.

The other villagers watched the thin youth’s departing figure, their opinions of him already beginning to change.

After giving Tommy Spencer a beating, Henry Spencer felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Meanwhile, in the main Xu family courtyard.

On the third floor of the pavilion, a heroic man of about thirty, tall and powerfully built, his eyes shining with a piercing light.

Beside him stood a young man in a blue robe, fair and handsome—none other than the Xu family’s young master, Edward Spencer.

“Mr. Clark, I didn’t expect the always fierce Tommy Spencer to lose to Henry Spencer.” There was a hint of unwillingness in Edward Spencer’s eyes as he frowned slightly and said, “His moves just now looked so strange…”

“Strange? I thought so too.” Samuel Clark smiled faintly, but then suddenly changed the subject. “I’ve seen many body refinement styles around Pinghua Town, but never such a bizarre set of moves. And these moves are far more difficult than usual. This Henry Spencer might…”

“Mr. Clark, are you suspecting that Henry Spencer encountered a hidden master who taught him some body refinement techniques?”

Edward Spencer asked, both surprised and uncertain.

“Think about it. Without someone’s guidance, how could a poor, untalented boy break through to the second level of body refinement in such a short time, and even learn such difficult techniques?”

Samuel Clark said solemnly with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Edward Spencer had absolute faith in his teacher’s words.

After all, Mr. Clark was a martial instructor his father had hired at great expense to teach him body refinement techniques. Even the several uncles in the family who had reached the fourth or fifth level of body refinement respected him greatly.

…

“Kid, just you wait, I won’t be a man if I don’t get my revenge…”

Amid Tommy Spencer’s cold and hateful roar, Henry Spencer left the village with a calm expression, following the mountain path deeper in.

After climbing for several hours, Henry Spencer finally reached the depths of the mountains.

In the past, climbing to this place would have left him gasping for breath.

But now, with his second-level body refinement and the aid of the breathing technique, he didn’t even break a sweat.

Even an average adult at the third level of body refinement might not be able to do this. It seemed that even gathering herbs required stamina—at least, reaching this spot was no easy feat for most people.

Finally, reaching a certain cliff, Henry Spencer saw a type of unusually vibrant purple herb, its surface faintly glowing under the sunlight.

The color and shape of this purple herb were at least eighty to ninety percent similar to a “Ziyang Grass” described in his previous life’s “Herbal Fragrance Manual.”

According to that manual, Ziyang Grass was a low-grade spiritual pill ingredient, used to refine low-grade spiritual pills.

Spiritual pills!

For Henry Spencer, living in this remote and impoverished place, this was something he had always dreamed of.

Staring at the purple herb glowing faintly in the sunlight, Henry Spencer’s heart began to race.