Chapter 129 Asking Me to Take a Bath?
When I first saw the poachers by the pond, they were using a small device to test the water quality, as if they had come here based on the sample of water quality, which indicates that the water here is distinctly different and very special compared to other places.
Unfortunately, the device was smashed to pieces along with Da Xiong's head by the wild man; otherwise, it could have been useful.
Another aspect was the wild man himself, whose recovery speed was astonishing. On one hand, it was due to his robust physique, and on the other, his spiritual power also played a role, albeit to a lesser extent. But now that I think about it, it seems to be closely related to the water here as well.
After being injured, the wild man struggled to return to the cave, and once inside, he immediately wanted to 'drink water.' Before surgery, he chugged several jin of spring water, and when he woke up, the first thing he did was to fetch some water to 'thank' his lifesaver, me. All of these subtly indicate that the water here is definitely extraordinary.
Beyond that, the size of that baby fish is also quite astonishing! The size of the baby fish is related to its age, which in turn is directly linked to the food and water quality. This baby fish appears to be no less than two meters long, suggesting that the water here is incredibly good, far surpassing that of Shuijun Lake. Suming estimated that it's even likely to exceed national first-class water quality.
The logic seems to make sense, and since the wild man drank it without any issues, getting more energetic with each sip, the animals that drank plenty of the cave water should be safe from poison.
Suming poured some water into his palm and then stuck out his tongue to taste it.
The taste…
Generally, spring water doesn't have much flavor. If spring water has a taste, well, that's bizarre—unless someone upstream is peeing…
Yet this spring water has an extraordinarily faint 'strange flavor.'
Worried that it might be his imagination, or that he had contaminated it with the scent of his palm, Suming bravely bent over the edge of the pond and took a small sip.
Indeed, there was an indescribable 'strange flavor.'
By 'strange flavor,' I don't mean to say it was unpleasant to drink. The water was crisp and initially tasted slightly astringent and sweet, but that sensation almost immediately vanished. After the water flowed down the throat, it even gave the impression of 'merging' into the body.
Overall, the water in the cave was colorless and tasteless, yet drinking it made one feel as if it were very 'fragrant.'
"Could it contain some special nutrients?" Suming wondered, not quite sure.
The wild man saw Suming drinking water and smiled broadly, contented, then he too lay down by the water's edge, plunged his head in, and gulped down the water voraciously, nearly draining the puddle in one go.
Such puddles were common throughout the cave, with water continuously flowing from various parts of the cave and quickly refilling the emptied puddles.
The cave was quite spacious, but aside from the various holes in the stone walls around it, the main space was relatively open and could be seen at a glance. Suming craned his neck and looked around; there was nothing particularly remarkable about the cave.
Stalactites hung from the cave ceiling in all directions, with droplets of water dripping down their tips and falling to the ground.
"Perhaps it's because of the stalactites?" he mused.
Suming was also somewhat uncertain. In ancient legends, consuming 'stalactites' after cultivation was said to lead to asceticism. Of course, that idea seemed far-fetched; eating this stuff daily, Suming wasn't sure if you'd become an immortal, but getting kidney stones was guaranteed.
Stalactites are essentially calcium carbonate and calcium hydroxide which indeed have some medicinal value. Many medical texts record their uses—not for immortality, but in small quantities, they can serve to cool heat, remove fire and nourish yin, and strengthen yang.
Maybe the quality of the water here has something to do with those stalactites hanging overhead.
The savage had his fill of water and saw Suming lost in thought. He looked puzzled, then imitated Suming by plopping down on the ground, tilting his head back, gazing up at the sky with a vacant look in his eyes, not knowing what to see.
Suming couldn't help but laugh. He pointed at the water on the ground and then at the stalactites above, sending a query through his spiritual power.
"Ho! Ho!" the savage shook his head vigorously.
Suming was taken aback, "The water here has nothing to do with the stalactites?"
"Ho ho! Ho!" The savage stood up, leaning on a large stone, and pointed towards the deepest part of the cave, calling out twice.
Seeing Suming was still sitting, he simply reached out to pull Suming's arm, dragging him in that direction.
"Slow down, slow down, don't split your wound open again!" Suming quickly got up and turned to support the savage instead.
"Ho!" The savage seemed a bit anxious, pointed ahead, and led Suming toward the depths of the cave.
Although the savage walked slowly, the cavern wasn't large, and they soon reached the deepest part of the cave.
This place was relatively high within the cavern. One side had a cliff face, and below it, like the waterfalls outside, there was a pool of water.
However, the pool wasn't large, about the size of a twelve-person round table at a hotel. A small stream kept flowing into the pool and then flowed out. Standing here, one could see that most of the water in the cave came through this pool.
The savage led Suming to the edge of the pool and pointed at it, grunting incessantly.
"There's nothing special here..." Suming looked around and was completely puzzled. It wasn't a spring, just a bigger puddle, at most thirty to forty centimeters deep. One could easily see the pale rocks at the bottom of the clear water. There were no fish or anything else; everything looked very normal and nothing seemed unusual.
The savage sat on the edge of the pool, tilted his body, and slid into the water. He lay on his back, with the wounds on his buttocks and thighs soaking in the water. Then with the hand he could move, he scooped up some water and poured it on the wound on his shoulder.
Suming chuckled, "Oh, I get it, this is your regular bathing spot? Are you inviting me to take a bath?"
The water quality here indeed was excellent, and a cool bath on a hot day would indeed be refreshing. However, Suming had no intention of bathing. The cave was already damp and chilly; the water here had a strong cold energy. Suming didn't have the savage's indestructible physique—if he wasn't careful and caught some illness, it could be serious. An ordinary person soaking in such cold water could end up with cold qi entering their body, likely leading to infertility.
The savage didn't respond to Suming, lying in the pool, amusing himself with the water for a while until he was thoroughly drenched and then, satisfied, he turned and took a big gulp from what seemed like a 'large bathtub.'
Suming swallowed hard: "..."
Right at that moment, the savage suddenly opened his palm and grabbed toward the bottom of the pool, where the pale rocks were!
With one grab, the hard rocks crumbled like brittle foam, the savage tearing off a large chunk in his mighty grip and leaving the imprints of his fingers on the rock underneath!
"What the heck, is this some kind of Mighty Eagle Claw Skill!"
Suming's eyes nearly popped out of his head; that was just too exaggerated!