Chapter 8: You Didn't Die After All?

Not only him, but even the young man in purple suddenly looked over

"It has been a day and a night, ha, it seems that kid has probably died in there. Brother Hu, should we notify Piaoxue Peak?" A day later, as the bright sunlight hung high in the sky once again, the young man in purple, who had been meditating with his eyes closed in the stone hall outside the Blood Prison, suddenly opened his eyes and smiled as he spoke.

"Damn it, I should have continued your line and bet that he would come out alive, and the stakes should have been ten times higher! What the hell, where did this lackey come from? This is outrageous!" The young man in purple was also taken aback and cursed loudly

The figure that emerged was covered in blood, and its cultivation and aura were significantly weaker, far inferior to theirs. However, the killing intent and murderous aura emanating from it nearly terrified the two outer disciples stationed there to the point of losing their wits.

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This is also nonsense; the Blood Prison essentially has no miscellaneous personnel coming in and out. Both the outer and inner disciples possess storage treasures, and regardless of what they encounter inside, they will tidy up before coming out. Only someone like Jiang Shou, who enters and exits empty-handed, would behave so out of line.

After a long while, Junior Brother Hu finally slapped his forehead and cursed, "This kid is truly a prodigy. Not only did a mere servant survive a day and night in the Blood Prison, but the killing intent emanating from him is almost tangible? Just looking at such a person makes me feel uneasy. If I had known yesterday, I should have made a bet with you on whether he could come out alive; I would have made a small fortune!"

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At first glance, this appears to have crawled out of a sea of blood. Although the aura is restrained, it sends chills down one's spine, as if it has stirred up a layer of cold, murderous energy, threatening to tear their souls into countless fragments, a formidable and unparalleled fiend.

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But in surprise, he suddenly looked back. The buzzing sound behind him was overwhelming and growing closer. After a few dozen breaths, more than ten beast-like creatures, the size of human heads and resembling wasps, flew towards him. Jiang Shou immediately jumped up, ready to unleash the Gale Fist, but his expression froze.

Is it you? You actually didn't die?

Hoo hoo hoo, Jiang Shou's figure flickered in the low-lying dense forest, while several poisonous bees buzzed and darted out from above. However, after a few breaths, Jiang Shou's back and the area around his neck were stung, resulting in five or six fist-sized venomous swellings, from which black liquid oozed, seemingly on the verge of bursting at any moment

Especially for ordinary disciples, they mostly just hunt demon beasts. However, Jiang Shou, while hunting a large number of demon beasts, forces himself to be gravely injured time and again, allowing himself to be covered in wounds, nearly killing himself countless times. The murderous aura that he has yet to restrain is absolutely astonishing.

A day and a night have passed, and the little fellow who entered the first layer of the Blood Abyss yesterday is likely long dead, with not even a trace left. In the Blood Abyss, once one dies, their remains cannot be preserved; they will only be devoured by the demonic beasts until nothing is left. They also have the obligation to notify Piaoxue Peak.

Yet even though his figure had completely vanished near the blood prison, the two guarding disciples remained dumbfounded, standing dazed in the canyon

Perhaps in this way, he might inadvertently die, yet he felt not a trace of fear in his heart

Jiang Shou remained indifferent to this matter, merely evading while practicing martial arts. He had made a decision: he would only seek to capture those blue wolves and consume their flesh to detoxify himself when he was truly on the brink of death

The Spirit Wind Step differs from lethal martial arts, placing the utmost emphasis on small-scale evasive maneuvers and focusing on agility and fluidity

In the midst of fear, the two guarding disciples were taken aback, while Jiang Shou was momentarily stunned, wondering what it meant that he had not died. However, Jiang Shou soon bowed to the two and awkwardly said, "Esteemed seniors, may I ask if there is a place here to wash up?"

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I have finally killed these four green wolves, and I did it all relying on my martial skills. With a single move, "Wind Rising Across the Horizon," I can consider myself fully initiated!

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"It is time to notify him; we still have to walk dozens of miles on mountain roads. That kid is truly looking for trouble," Brother Hu, who was studying ancient texts at the stone table in the center of the hall, also put down his book and muttered under his breath.

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As the wind swept away the remnants of the clouds and several green wolves were devoured, Jiang Shou's excitement did not wane; instead, it grew increasingly intense. He had originally thought that his martial arts aptitude was dull and unremarkable, and that his comprehension was equally poor. With such limitations, it was utterly impossible for him to achieve any significant progress in the realm of martial arts.

They truly misjudged him, and it was a significant misjudgment. This person named Jiang Shou, despite his low cultivation level, is by no means an ordinary individual; he is far from simple. They cannot even begin to imagine what he has gone through to emerge covered in congealed blood and shattered flesh, and to exude such a palpable aura of killing intent.

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Upon catching sight of it, the young man in purple immediately changed his expression dramatically, leaping up like a startled animal. In front of him, Junior Brother Hu also fell to the ground with a thud, his right leg giving way as he landed.

At this moment, Jiang Shou, after tearing off the pelt of a green wolf, had no time to roast the wolf meat. Instead, he took a bite of the raw flesh, chewing and swallowing it vigorously. The unpleasant smell of blood and meat made him frown, yet he remained indifferent.

Half an hour later, after Jiang Shou had thoroughly cleaned himself and borrowed a set of clothes from the young man with the surname Hu, he politely bid farewell to the two and departed

It was not until this moment that Jiang Shoucai put down the raw wolf meat and began to roast the food again

As hundreds of pounds of flesh and blood were swallowed, the numerous gruesome wounds on Jiang Shou's back, waist, and thighs gradually healed. The life-threatening dizziness caused by excessive blood loss also completely dissipated, and he had returned to his optimal state

Although the other party was covered in blood and their features were somewhat unclear, both Junior Brother Hu and his companion recognized that this was Jiang Shou, the person who had entered the Blood Prison on the first floor yesterday at noon

Entry is merely the most basic requirement; thereafter, there are ordinary, proficient, master, grandmaster, and even god-level control... Unfortunately, there are no storage treasures. If there were storage treasures containing some beast blood and flesh, one could consume them at any time when injured, which would be much safer

In the next moment, the two guarding disciples exclaimed in shock, their bodies trembling as they looked towards the figure emerging from the passage. It was a figure wrapped in a layer of tattered beast skin around the waist, with nothing else to cover its body. The entire body was covered in blood and filth, with either chunks of flesh sticking to it or dried blood clots adhering to its skin.

Jiang Shou

Indeed, it is only in life-and-death crises that one can unleash their potential. Given this situation, if I practice here for a few more days and put myself in peril several times, wouldn't the other five forms of the Gale Fist and the Spirit Wind Step be able to be mastered quickly

Although the injuries I sustained earlier were severe, and I nearly died several times, I have also mastered the basics of "Wind Rising Across the Horizon." Not only can I unleash my martial skills without pause, but I can also bring them to a complete stop, all in less than a moment, and the results are far better than those of the previous days and nights

Everyone stared at Jiang Shou in disbelief, and the two guarding disciples felt a chill in their hearts. This young man exuded a terrifying killing intent, and he really came out alive? Although the two had seen martial artists emerge from the Blood Prison before, they had never encountered anyone like Jiang Shou who looked like this.

Yet now he finds a new path, one that is fraught with bloodshed and brutality, requiring him to endure countless near-fatal injuries to continue on. However, he will not hesitate in the slightest.

Killing intent

Life and death; those who have never witnessed the brutality of a warrior may feel fear, yet he had already become accustomed to it long before he became a warrior

Moments later, the broad trees in the forest collapsed and broke apart. Jiang Shou's clothes were torn into ragged strips, and his back bore deep wounds that exposed bone, looking hideous and terrifying. There were also several deep bite marks on his thigh, from which blood continuously oozed out. After a fierce battle relying on martial skills, his injuries had nearly drained him of all strength, and he was on the verge of death at any moment.

However, amidst the jeers, Brother Hu still stood up and stretched, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds from his bones. He then stepped forward with his right leg, but before that leg could touch the ground, Brother Hu suddenly turned to look towards the passage on the right side of the main hall that led to the entrance of the Blood Prison

These bee demons are weaker than the blue wolves; they are fast and possess toxicity. Moreover, their defense is extremely poor, and a single punch can annihilate them. Since I can rely on the blood and flesh of the demon beasts to detoxify and recover, I should not use my fists to eliminate them, but rather focus on practicing my footwork. I will not attack, but will rely solely on my footwork to evade.

Servant disciple? Is the other party really a servant? How absurd!

A flash of light crossed Jiang Shou's mind, and he felt immensely fortunate that the few blue wolves he had slain had not been completely consumed; the remaining flesh and blood were his greatest reliance for practicing the Spirit Wind Steps