Running under the Sunset, that is My Lost Youth

But, I just followed my own intuition instead of the instructions in the pill formula for the last few steps!

So, did I succeed or fail?

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and stared at the medicinal liquid for quite a while.

Or should I just taste it?

After all, he spent more than three and a half hours on it.

He hesitated for a moment and then made up his mind.

The fear of tasting an unknown medicinal liquid was defeated by the anticipation of confirming the existence of 'cultivation'.

At the worst, he would be sent to a hospital and have his stomach pumped.

Of course, Song Shuhang was not a reckless person.

He first pulled out his cell phone and made the screen show the phone number of one of his roommates—Tubo. If there was anything wrong, he could call Tubo by simply moving his finger.

At first, he planned to make the screen show the number ‘120’, but he was afraid that he might lose the strength to speak. If he couldn’t speak a word even if he managed to make the call, the telephone operator of 120 might take it as someone messing around. In that case, he would end up with a tragedy. So, he’d rather call his roommate. When something went wrong, even with a few screams of his, they would be able to tell something bad happened to him.

Let me have a try. If I only take one sip… then I probably won’t die, right? Shuhang thought.

Finally, he scooped a spoonful, then blew on it to cool it down. Gosh, with forty-five kinds of herbs, there are only about five spoons of medicinal paste left.

The five spoons of medicinal paste are probably valued at one million dollars?

‘It's just sesame paste, it's just sesame paste…’ trying to hypnotize himself, he closed his eyes, held his breath, and swallowed it.

To his surprise, though the paste stunk, it tasted good and had a medicinal fragrance beyond expression.

But then came two sensations from his throat… painful and spicy!!!

It felt very spicy. Strangely, while the medicinal paste was not hot when being put into his mouth, it immediately emitted heat ceaselessly as if it just exploded in his throat and was going to blast his throat open!

I’m doomed. I’m gonna have my stomach pumped.

Shuhang grabbed his throat with one hand and pressed the screen of his phone with the other. He tried to call Tubo!

However, before he could even move his fingers, the sense of explosion in his throat suddenly disappeared!

To be exact, the exploded medicinal liquid turned into a warm blob of heat, slipping from his throat to his stomach. He only felt something warm in his belly. He felt so comfortable that he almost wanted to **.

However, as a man, it would be sick if he really **, so he tried to hold it back.

But it was not the end yet. Centered on Shuhang’s belly, the heat flowed through all the vessels and channels of his body. He felt warm and comfortable in the belly in the beginning, but then, he felt extremely comfortable in every corner of his body.

Finally, Shuhang couldn’t resist it. He opened his mouth and wanted to **. It felt so good. He just couldn’t hold it back!

However, when he opened his mouth, he felt as if he was gagged. He could not make a sound, not even a little bit!

Just, at that moment, he felt he had to get it out.

So, he was holding his breath and opening his mouth wide, trying to get the sound out of his belly and then his throat!

He was holding it... holding it for quite a while.

"Fart~ ~"

It echoed very loudly, but pitifully, it didn’t come from his mouth. Instead, it came from his a*ss. He farted after holding his breath for such a long time.

Fortunately, if one could release air from below, then he would be able to release air from above. Shuhang opened his mouth and burped.

It was as if the burp released all the heat in his body.

After all, after growing to adulthood, with the accumulation of various kinds of acquired toxins in the body, people often felt like there was a fire in their hearts, and sometimes they felt their throats hot and dry when breathing.

But, at this moment, after Shuhang burped, he felt as if his internal organs had been cleansed. He felt cool and refreshed. It was just so comfortable! With every breath, he felt like he was walking in a forest on a morning. The cool breeze entered his mouth and nose, and all the way into his heart.

With this burp, the medicinal liquid in his body began to take effect as if it had exploded. It impacted every part of his body and a ceaseless stream of power was coming up!

The medicinal effect in the body was still erupting... erupting!

Shuhang felt itchy all over his body, and the fatigue from refining pill for three and a half hours had been long gone.

This body tempering liquid is real! Song Shuhang was sure that the black liquid he just swallowed was really the body tempering liquid.

The strength in his body was still full, and the heat was still exploding. His body was full of it, and it wouldn’t cease accumulating even if his body had been overflowed with it. Shuhang felt he was almost about to explode.

At this time, Song Shuhang’s mind was suddenly filled with wild imaginations. He remembered that in Xianxia novels, heroes who took a magical medicine would have some technique or fist technique to practice, so as to assimilate the medicine’s effect.

However, he didn't know any fist technique.

While one of his primary school teachers had taught him and his classmates shadowboxing to kill time, the only thing Shuhang vaguely remembered was the formula ‘cut a big watermelon in half, one half for you, and the other half for him1'.

Aside from that, he was skeptical about the version of that teacher who was his sports and math teacher back then. Maybe it was quoted from some outdated textbook of XX Press.

I have to volatilize the medicinal effect, otherwise, what if I just explode like what is described in Xianxia novels? Song Shuhang felt he had to move.

Perhaps I should go out for a run? Looking at the scorching sun outside, Shuhang felt that maybe it was not a good idea. Still, the constantly erupting flow of power and energy in his body made him feel that he had to do something.

Gritting his teeth, he ran towards the school’s sports field.

Running and running, Shuhang was moving faster and faster. The more he ran, the more comfortable he felt. He almost got the feeling that he was floating in the air.

He almost sprinted to the sports field.

The weather was so hot that even the most energetic students chose to play basketball or something else, and no one would ever run a few laps under the hot sun.

There was only Shuhang on the broad track. He let go of everything, and was running down the track like a mad horse. Speed up! And then, speed up even more!

In the end, he felt that his feet had been moving too fast to control.

Every time the runway turned, he felt as if he was drifting!

With no effort at all, he had run a full three laps at a sprinting speed. And that was a thousand and a half in meters. But, he didn’t feel tired at all. Instead, as the heat on his belly was being emitted, he felt his body was getting lighter and lighter. The more he ran, the more relaxed he felt.

With such a strenuous exercise, even the ice bead on his chest couldn’t keep Shuhang’s body temperature normal. Sweat poured from every pore of his body and soon wet Shuhang’s clothes.

But, he felt so comfortable!

With each drop of sweat shed, he felt his body get lighter. With each breath that came out of his mouth, he felt cooler inside.

Body tempering liquid was not something with which you could temper your body by just lying down and sleeping. Each cultivator would prepare some technique or fist technique to help assimilate the liquid to its maximum effect.

Song Shuhang did not have any technique or fist technique of that kind. At this time, all he could do was running wildly!

One lap after another, Song Shuhang seemed tireless.

At first, he counted how many laps he had run, but in the end, there was no meaning in counting anymore, for he felt he could afford to run around the earth as long as the exploded medicinal effect still remained in his body, just like his current state.

So, he was just sprinting one lap after another. He would not stop until his body was no longer overflowing with the medicinal effect.

Without counting, he himself didn't know how many laps he had run. Thirty laps? Forty laps? Maybe even more.

Song Shuhang finally stopped.

Even running at a sprinting speed for such a long time, he breathed smoothly and seemed not tired at all.

Fortunately, the continuously erupting medicinal effect in his body was finally mitigated. The remaining medicinal effect gathered in Shuhang’s belly and started to strengthen his body in a milder way.

Looking at his sweat-soaked clothes, Shuhang just took off his sticky shirt and held it in his hand.