"William Black's cultivation method is also quite crude and simple. Cultivating the barbarian soul involves drawing true blood essence from one's vital energy and blood to temper the muscles and bones, then either eating or taking medicine to replenish the consumed energy and blood, thereby refining the body to be as tough as divine iron, while the energy and blood also become increasingly pure. Once the first drop of primordial barbarian true blood is condensed and the body's barriers are broken through, the barbarian soul can then draw upon the power of heaven and earth, thus advancing to the Heavenly Barbarian stage..."

Thirty years ago, William Black still had Heavenly Barbarians in existence, so Elder Edward Clark was not unfamiliar with the cultivation of Heavenly Barbarians.

Drawing upon the power of heaven and earth?

Recalling the scene when he first arrived in this world, when countless heavenly thunders in the blink of an eye blasted dozens of towering mountains into dust, Ethan Brooks still felt a lingering fear, thinking to himself, was that the power of heaven and earth?

But he wondered, could a barbarian powerhouse at the Heavenly Barbarian level really have the power to shatter thousand- or even ten-thousand-foot-high stone mountains with a single hand?

Edward Clark continued:

"Although eating one's fill, practicing boxing, and meditating can all nourish and strengthen the vital energy and blood, the effect is still far inferior to that of spiritual medicine. Therefore, when cultivating the barbarian soul, it must be done in moderation. Otherwise, without enough spiritual medicine to supplement, one often ends up weak for many days, making slow and steady cultivation actually more reliable."

Speaking of miraculous pills, Elder Edward Clark sighed deeply again, "This is precisely the advantage of large tribes with more people and greater strength—they can better nurture high-level barbarian warriors and even Heavenly Barbarians. But William Black, even if the whole village works together, can only refine a hundred or so William Black Pills in a year..."

Although the meat broth that barbarian warriors eat daily is mixed with large amounts of herbs that nourish energy and blood, the only true spiritual medicine that can be refined in the village is the William Black Pill, and its production is extremely limited.

Although Ethan Brooks did not injure himself all over as he used to, after visualizing the barbarian soul twice in one night, he did feel utterly exhausted, as if there were countless invisible little mouths in his energy and blood, all wide open and hungry.

Ethan Brooks thought to himself, although cultivating the barbarian soul is indeed much more efficient than his previous method of constantly pushing his physical limits, where could he possibly get so much spiritual medicine for supplementation?

If there is no spiritual medicine, and he relies solely on eating to replenish his consumed energy and blood, the actual progress in cultivation would not be much faster.

Thinking of this, Ethan Brooks sighed and said, "More haste, less speed. I do understand this principle."

"Not only must you cultivate in moderation, but when hunting or fighting others, you also can't easily use barbarian soul battle techniques. If you can't defeat your enemy in one blow and overexert yourself, you'll easily fall into someone else's hands. Also, from now on, come to me every month to receive one William Black Pill..." Samuel Clark added.

One William Black Pill per month means twelve a year, which is more than a tenth of the annual production of William Black Pills.

Grandpa Clark could not possibly make such a decision on his own to privately give him a tenth of William Black's annual William Black Pills. Naturally, this meant he was saving up his own share of the pills for him.

"Grandpa, this absolutely cannot be!" Even though Ethan Brooks was filled with longing for spiritual medicine, he could not allow Grandpa Clark to show him such favoritism and firmly refused.

Not to mention that Grandpa Clark himself was at a critical stage in cultivation where he desperately needed spiritual medicine, and Samuel Clark and Henry Clark, his nephew and grandson, were his direct descendants. If they could get a few more William Black Pills each year, their cultivation would also progress much faster.

Grandpa Clark treated him with genuine affection, but in the end, he was still an outsider. If he were to accept Grandpa's favoritism so openly, he would feel guilty facing Samuel Clark and Henry Clark.

"One William Black Pill a month won't actually help you that much. It's a pity that William Black is just a small tribe."

Edward Clark let out a deep sigh, and after a long while, he slowly put away his inner shock and emotion. The triangular old eyes sunken deep in his sockets became cloudy again, and he said to Ethan Brooks, "At night, during the soul sacrifice, William Black will invite the barbarian idol. With your talent, being able to comprehend the barbarian soul in one night, perhaps you can also gain something by observing the remnant image of the primordial barbarian at night. However, you must remember one thing: try not to reveal anything unusual..."

Then, Elder Edward Clark explained to Ethan Brooks the key points of cultivating after taking the William Black Pill, and then got up to leave.

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In the village, there was no habit of knocking before entering a house. Ethan Brooks, afraid that someone might accidentally barge in and see him cultivating, propped the door with a wooden stick before taking out a William Black Pill from his pocket.

The greatest benefit of barbarian soul cultivation was that there was no need to injure oneself all over to refine the medicinal power.

Following Grandpa Clark's instructions, Ethan Brooks placed the William Black Pill in his mouth, stretched out his arms, assumed the Soaring Strike stance, and entered that subtle state where body and mind were one...

His mind extended along his arms into infinity, and his soul sea suddenly opened up, as if a vast golden ocean was surging with tiny golden waves. The subtle divine essence in his energy and blood was released, and in the next moment, it condensed above the soul sea into a humanoid light figure, spreading its wings and soaring into the sky, just like in a "dream"...

Ah, so this is visualizing a tangible form, this is the enlightenment of the barbarian soul!

For martial cultivators, performing subtle-level boxing stances and battle techniques is a convenient gateway to entering extreme stillness, deep meditation, and visualizing tangible forms.

When body and mind are united, and the boxing stance reaches subtlety, the mind enters the soul sea; and at the same time, because the mind and body are united, there is no need to actively shape it with the mind—the boxing stance and barbarian soul naturally emerge, drawing upon the divine essence of energy and blood...

At this moment, if he were to strike, it would be a powerful barbarian soul battle technique; if he held back, the divine essence drawn from his energy and blood would temper his muscles, bones, and flesh.