Chu Mu had no desire to speculate any further.
This wasn't a moment of joy, nor one of yearning, but one of profound helplessness.
He had been studying and practicing martial arts almost day and night, yet his progress was minuscule.
He had no choice but to find another path, painstakingly studying medical texts and learning medical skills, all to give his minuscule progress in Qi and Blood Cultivation a slight boost.
Despite his tireless efforts, what he had learned so far seemed to be of little use.
In fact, it might not even show any results for a long time to come.
And now, judging solely by his body's instinctive reaction, he feared that even several years of hard work couldn't compare to this single stalk of Cyan Calm Ginseng!
The feeling was far more shocking than when he had seen that blood-red Elixir Pill not long ago.
