Free Web NovelChapter 464: Chapter 236: A Group of Little Tadpoles
Han Dong was resting on the side.
With the help of Jiang Feng’s spiritual power, she fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Feng took out the red book.
At the same time, he summoned the Qinglong Cauldron.
The first time he looked at this book, his eyes were almost blinded by the bright light.
The second time, with a Sixth-Layer Qi Condensation cultivation, even under the protection of the Qinglong Cauldron, Jiang Feng’s eyes were still damaged.
Now, having reached Eighth-Layer Qi Condensation, with no cultivation technique able to further increase his level, Jiang Feng pinned his hopes on the red book.
But to be safe, he still took out the Qinglong Cauldron as a shield.
He then slowly opened the book.
The dazzling rainbow light he imagined did not appear.
Jiang Feng poked his head out from the side of the Qinglong Cauldron, squinted his eyes into slits, and kept a shield of spiritual power in front of him, then saw words jumping on the red book.
To be precise, Jiang Feng saw a bunch of black tadpoles running around on the book.
He had no idea what these tadpole scripts meant.
But he could confirm that his eyes could now focus on the red book.
So, he opened his eyes completely, put away the Qinglong Cauldron in front of him, and tried to flip through the pages of the red book.
However, all he could see were tadpole scripts running around.
Jiang Feng couldn’t help but rub his eyes.
He wondered if he was hallucinating.
But he found that the content on the book hadn’t changed, always those tadpole scripts, which slowly stopped moving.
"Could there be a restriction array on here?"
Jiang Feng again summoned the Qinglong Cauldron, allowing it to collide with the red book to check for a restriction array and see if he could unlock it using the Qinglong Cauldron.
The result was the same unintelligible tadpole scripts on the book.
"What on earth is this thing?"
Jiang Feng couldn’t fathom it.
"I’m not Shi Potian; how am I supposed to understand these tadpole scripts?"
Jiang Feng scratched his head.
"Never mind, I’ll just look through all these tadpole scripts and see if I can record them into the panel."
Cure the dead horse as if it were alive.
Jiang Feng ignored the meaning of the tadpole scripts and tried to read them, examining each one.
As he continued observing, the tadpole scripts began running again, and Jiang Feng’s eyes grew blurry, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
"How did it become like this again?"
Jiang Feng quickly closed the book.
"Hmm, what do these two tadpole scripts mean?"
When the book was closed, Jiang Feng was surprised to find two previously absent tadpole scripts on the red book’s cover.
The tails of these two tadpole scripts swayed and then slowly calmed down.
"This is really strange."
Jiang Feng put down the book to rest for a moment. When his vision cleared, and his mind was no longer foggy, he continued to open the red book to see the tadpole scripts.
Upon looking, the tadpole scripts remained motionless.
Jiang Feng did not let any escape his scrutiny, carefully examining each tadpole script.
After continuously flipping through two pages, the tadpole scripts slowly started moving again. Learning from last time, Jiang Feng quickly closed the book and shut his eyes to prevent dizziness and confusion.
After an hour, Jiang Feng resumed inspecting the red book, picking up where he left off, and continued examining it.
This went on repeatedly.
For Jiang Feng, every two pages he looked at, the tadpole scripts would start moving again, and his vision would start blurring, making him dizzy and nauseous.
Each time, he had to rest for an hour before continuing.
Jiang Feng roughly estimated that at this rate, it would take about seven days to finish viewing the entire red book.
Scouring over each tadpole script.
He tried using his spiritual sense to cover it, but the feedback he got was all the tadpole scripts rushing toward his face, seemingly intent on gnawing off all the flesh, frightening him into quickly closing the red book.
"How long have I been asleep?"
Just then, Han Dong awoke.
"A few hours, how do you feel?" frёewebηovel.cѳm
Jiang Feng helped Han Dong up and handed her half a cup of spiritual liquid.
This spiritual liquid was refined by Jiang Feng from spirit stones he had stolen from the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall’s treasure vault. After drinking it, Han Dong wouldn’t feel hungry for days, and her Qi and Blood Power could be enhanced.
Unfortunately, the spiritual liquid could not heal Han Dong’s internal organs.
"Much better, I’m fine."
Han Dong drank the spiritual liquid.
"What’s that book you’re holding?"
Han Dong noticed the red book.
She took it and began to open it to read.
"Don’t touch it, it will harm your eyes."
Jiang Feng hurriedly stopped her.
"It’s just a book, could it have traps inside?"
Han Dong looked puzzled.
Out of idle curiosity, she opened a small gap and saw nothing on the page.
"There’s nothing inside."
Han Dong didn’t dare to open it fully and returned the book to Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng felt strange and said, "Didn’t your eyes sting when you looked?"
Han Dong shook her head. freeweɓnovel.cøm
"That’s strange because the first time I got this book, just a glance almost blinded me."
Jiang Feng scratched his head and tossed the book aside.
As the book landed, it bounced up, opening wider than before. Han Dong saw it clearly and couldn’t help picking it up and flipping it open directly in front of Jiang Feng.
"Sister Dong."
Jiang Feng was startled.
He quickly pressed his palm against the page.
He saw the palm beneath was flooded with tadpole scripts.
"Why are you blocking it? There’s nothing on the book."
