Chapter 1: Swallowing the Demon Core
In the vast and boundless Eastern part of the Xuantian Continent, at the edge of the ancient Cangshan mountain range, lies the Luohuang City. In the midst of it all, within the Li family's estate, a place of great importance for medicine.
"Li Chen, today is your last time testing the medicine. Tomorrow, Third Miss will take you to Xuan Yun Sect and give you to one of her senior brothers as a medicinal slave!"
Regulatory drug slave Li Mingyun, frowning slightly as he looked at the wall below, a half-person-high water tank, where a scar-faced teenager was locked up with his hands tied behind his back, soaking in a medicinal liquid that emitted a pungent smell.
"Got it, sir!"
Li Chen shrank his neck and lowered his head, his hair covering the flash of humiliation and resentment in his eyes. When he raised his head again, it had transformed into his usual timidness.
Li Mingyun expressionlessly took out a jade bottle, poured out a thumb-sized, crystal-like pellet of medicine, and with a light flick of his finger, it flew straight into Li Chen's mouth.
"Ah!"
As soon as the medicine entered his mouth, dark green veins burst forth on Li Chen's face, covering nearly half of the left cheek's dark red scar. A faint flash of bloodiness corresponded with the blue swelling on his face, causing his entire countenance to twist and adding a few points of malevolence to his appearance.
The iron chain clanged loudly, the shouting lasted for a while, and it wasn't until dawn that it gradually subsided, with a faint pale gray vortex suddenly appearing above his head.
"A cyclone has formed in this desolate land, and it's rare to find a young one with the qualifications to reach the Danxuan realm. Unfortunately, he's a born waste with blocked meridians, unable to condense his inner breath!"
Li Mingyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his face gloomy, as if he had thought of some unpleasant past event.
But his words were astonishing, to know that the strongest in the entire Li family was only that old man who had been hiding for many years, rumored to be a master of the Refining Truth realm.
With an air of superiority, as if the Dan Xuan Jing Wu Zhe didn't even enter his eyes, under Li Chen's hoarse shouting and the continuously rising mist, in the dimly lit pharmacy, Li Mingyun's expression and words suddenly became mysterious beyond compare.
"Your Honor, the medicine tastes a bit strong, I think it's because too much of the Zi Jing flower and Mo Yun grass were added!"
More than half a time later, Li Chen slowly woke up, with a red glow all over his face. The bruise on his face left by the third lady's scolding had also faded a lot. He untied the handcuffs himself and walked out of the water tank.
Li Mingyun casually took out paper and pen to record some notes, waved his hand to let him go down, but just looked at his figure, with deep eyes full of doubts: "This kid's physique is indeed special, he's not afraid of the toxicity in the waste pill, and can even refine his body, for three years I couldn't find any problem with him, if it weren't for his meridian problems, he would be a good choice!"
The next morning, amidst the indifference of the clansmen who saw off Third Miss Li Yuexiang as she left Fengcheng, and under the disdainful gaze of a group of servants, Li Chen stepped into the territory of Xuanyun Sect.
Time flies like a white horse passing through a crevice, and in the blink of an eye, it has been several months since I arrived at the Xuan Yun Sect.
Shhh!
In the dim night sky, five fingers can be vaguely seen. In a secluded mountain valley of Lu Yunfeng, there is a person leaning against the edge of a well and sitting on the ground, with two large wooden buckets beside him.
"It's gone!"
He rubbed his sore shoulders, took a deep breath, and with great effort, heaved the carrying pole onto his shoulder. This was already his seventh trip today. Even with his incredible physical strength, comparable to that of an internal energy cultivator at the third or fourth layer, he was exhausted.
These past few months of work, apart from verifying whether the elixirs were successful and explaining the pharmacology of failed elixirs, was sweeping the courtyard and carrying water.
If it weren't for his physical body having been tempered by the poisonous elixir for many years, an ordinary person without internal energy would probably be exhausted to death.
"Are you looking for trouble?"
A murderous shout, made Li Chen, who was just about to get up, startled and hid behind a wooden barrel, peeking out his head to look into the distance.
Under the pitch-black night light, a pair of eyes flashed with an unusual gaze.
"Liu Qing Shu, don't be too arrogant!"
In the nearby woods, the sound of clashing metal echoed, a true portrayal of the saying "a dark and windy night is perfect for killing".
This place is remote and has trees and piles of rocks blocking it, so the sound can't get out at all.
It's just here at Li Chen, right below, can hear it clearly.
"Ah!"
After a while, another faint cry came from afar, followed by the sound of stumbling and staggering, getting closer and closer to this place, making Lei Chen's heart skip a beat in hiding.
He hid here, not for any benefit of the Fisherman, but because he didn't want to be discovered by the obvious contenders of the Mystic Cloud Sect.
As a slave servant, any disciple can be trampled on at will. If discovered, the only thing waiting for him is to be killed and silenced.
Where there are people, there is struggle. Since childhood, due to facial defects and an inability to concentrate his inner energy, although only fourteen or fifteen years old, Li Chen's heart has been extremely mature. He had long become accustomed to the world's warmth and coldness, as well as human relationships' chilliness.
In Xuan Yun Sect for several months, he had heard a lot. The disciples of the sect were not as harmonious as imagined, and it was common for some disciples to go missing.
"Let's die together!"
"Bastard!"
Rumbling and rolling, a piece of gravel rushed towards the mountain valley with a loud whoosh.
"What? Dead?"
Li Chen stared intently at the place where the black shadow fell, holding his breath for a good while.
No more movement was heard after a while, and Li Chen hesitated for a moment before getting up and cautiously approaching.
Faintly visible, two disciples in green robes were lying motionless among the rocks, and Li Chen recognized that it was the special attire of outer door disciples.
"Cough! Cough!"
One of them suddenly coughed a few times with great difficulty, raised his head and saw Li Chen, "Save me!"
"Ah......oh!"
Li Chen shivered with a chill, hesitated for a moment, and his kind intentions made him cautiously approach and reach out to support the person's shoulder.
Whoa!
A flash of cold light flashed across Li Chen's eyes, that was the blade of a sword. In an instant, Li Chen's hair stood on end, but his reaction, honed from being beaten by Miss Li Yuefang many times, allowed him to remain calm and unflappable. Without hesitation, he leaned back and kicked out with one foot.
Boom!
Two muffled sounds, the man was kicked flying, crashing into the rubble, spitting out a blood arrow from his mouth, the cold light flashing dagger fell to the ground, twitching a few times before losing all sound.
"Huff...huh!"
He took a few deep breaths, swallowed hard, and stared at the silent figure in green, only then did he feel a hint of fear rising from the bottom of his heart.
But immediately, a severe pain struck his heart, and he subconsciously looked down at his chest.
Blood gushed out from under his left chest, and in an instant, a chill spread throughout his entire body due to excessive blood loss.
"No... I won't give up... I still... haven't become a great warrior... let... let Grandfather... close his eyes in peace..."
With a thud, Lei Chen's vision blurred and he fell backwards, muttering to himself, with large amounts of bloody foam gushing out of his mouth.
Entering the Xuan Yun Sect for only a few months, although it's been tough every day, but in this kind of sect, who knows when there will be an opportunity to remove the shackles from my body and cultivate my inner breath like a normal person, fulfilling Lao Li's wish.
But little did I know that today's good intentions would be met with such misfortune, and it really proved the old saying of Lao Li - "The human heart is unpredictable!"
"Must not die..."
His unyielding determination kept him from passing out, and with great effort he rolled over onto his side to reach into the chest of another person lying down.
Got a cool piece, which is two medicine bottles.
Li Chen recognized it as a low-grade Gathering Breath Pill distributed to outer sect disciples of the Xuan Yun Sect, unfortunately, it was useless to him.
Forcing himself to ignore the dizziness, he reached in again and found a palm-sized jade box. With great effort, he pulled it out and opened it, revealing a walnut-sized crystal core that was mottled and emitting a faint, soft glow.
"Ghost Core!"
Li Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, took a deep breath, and stared at this demon core, with a flickering light in his eyes.
Although I knew that both of them would inevitably fight for some kind of treasure, I never thought it would be the demon core.
Looking at the volume of this demon core, it is indeed a first-class late-stage demon beast. With such strength, only a warrior above the seventh layer of the Condensation Realm can cope with it.
This demon core is enough to be compared to several top-grade Gathering Spirit Dan, and can even be compared to more than ten.
Li family's three-year full-time medicine slave, all kinds of waste pills and complete pills, regardless of the medicinal properties, except that his body is much stronger than ordinary martial artists, they are all useless to him.
He had never seen a Youyao nucleus before, let alone try it!
However, the demon core cannot be taken directly, as it contains a unique demonic energy that is extremely violent and destructive.
If taken rashly, one will inevitably be torn apart by the demonic energy and die from exploding meridians. A powerful martial artist can rely on their cultivation to refine and eliminate the demonic energy, or use special means, but this only applies to demon cores with lower cultivation than oneself. If the cultivations are equal, it is extremely difficult to succeed.
For someone like Li Chen who doesn't even have internal energy, let alone a first-stage late Nascent Soul, even an early-stage one would be enough to kill him on the spot, not to mention his current heavily injured state.
"It's all or nothing, life or death, in this one move!"
His increasingly weak body trembling, Li Chen gritted his teeth and opened his mouth wide, stuffing the entire demon core inside.
With a gulp, it slid down his throat, not as hard as he had imagined, but rather a wave of coldness swept through his entire body, causing Li Chen to shiver violently, followed by a sharp pain that spread from his abdomen throughout his whole body.
"Wow!"
Enduring the intense pain inside, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat. Li Chen clenched his teeth and persisted, suddenly getting up and sitting cross-legged on the ground, with both hands grasping at his lower abdomen, running the familiar high-level technique of the Li family, "Rong Yang Jue".
This was when he first became a medicine slave, and in just over a month, he reached the point of condensing his internal energy. The Li family's high-ranking officials tried to win him over by bestowing special favors, even attempting to form an alliance through marriage, only to discover that he was actually a useless body incapable of condensing internal energy.
"Pffft!"
Inside the body, the vital energy surged and churned, spewing out three blood arrows in a row. The intense pain was like tearing apart his soul. Even though Li Chen had endured three years of suffering from the failed elixir and physical refinement, he almost couldn't bear it and scattered his internal energy.
Fortunately, his will had been tempered to be extremely firm and he barely held on, but the wound on his left chest suddenly spewed out a burst of bloody mist under the impact of the violent demonic energy.
His face was covered in bulging blue veins, his eyes were wide open with bloodshot eyes, Li Chen only felt that his whole body was about to burst, no one could see the ugly scar on his left cheek, a flash of dark red blood suddenly appeared.
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"Mo Dao Zu Shi"
The vast and desolate land is home to numerous tribes, where demons and monsters roam free. The human tribe is born with mediocre and weak innate abilities, being raised like pigs and dogs, yet they remain ignorant of their own nature, considering themselves intelligent and superior!
Young Ah Man, dissatisfied with his humble life, accidentally obtained the heavenly creation origin divine object. With an unyielding heart, he went through trials of life and death, and finally created the unparalleled divine ability - Qian Kun Nine Changes!
Storm through the nine hells, destroy the nine heavens, slay the demons and monsters, reverse the flow of the desolate wilderness, control the ancient tyrants, make all spirits bow their heads, turn one's hand into clouds and cover with rain, using the most brutal and savage methods to establish the era of the Wild God!
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