Chapter 23: Survival of the Fittest (2)
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As he watched the wolf dog's head fall to the ground, Nie Chen's hand holding the Yang Sword suddenly dropped. He stared blankly at the wolf blood on his collar. For a moment, his mind went completely blank, and a wave of intense nausea echoed in his chest. Beside him, Duan Yun was even more unbearable, and as soon as he smelled the strong bloody smell, he leaned against a giant tree and started vomiting violently.
Only Pang Hai was left standing there, wondering what to think. His right hand, tightly grasping the Yayang sword, had already turned pale at the joints, and the force he used could be imagined!
The surroundings suddenly returned to calm, and the bloody smell floating in the air also slowly dissipated, telling that the battle just now had passed for a long time. Chang Sheng and the other three people, except for Duan Yun who was still retching there, were all very calm, at least their expressions were calm.
The breeze blows gently, rustling the leaves on the giant trees, making a soft whooshing sound that is very pleasant to hear!
It wasn't until much later that the turmoil in his heart finally calmed down. His pale complexion also relaxed, and Changsheng pulled out the giant sword embedded in the ground, forcefully shaking off the dried blood on the hilt.
With that, he walked to the side of Pang Hai and the other two, looked at Duan Yun who had already vomited out his gallbladder, then looked at Pang Hai and Nie Chen who were still in a daze, and dryly laughed: "What's wrong with everyone? Didn't we agree before coming that we would kill more spiritual beasts and use their blood, flesh, fur, and bones to exchange for spiritual stones to speed up our cultivation?"
By the side of his ear, he heard Chang Sheng's words. The calm Pang Hai and Nie Chen slowly raised their heads, and their eyes met with Chang Sheng's in mid-air. From Chang Sheng's gaze, the two saw encouragement and determination.
Even Duan Yun, who was squatting on the ground with no strength in his body, couldn't help but stand up. The four pairs of eyes met together and nodded simultaneously. Their pupils changed from being bewildered to becoming resolute in an instant.
Chang Sheng took a step forward, raising his left hand. The three Pang Hai also stepped forward one by one, raising their right and left hands, overlapping with Chang Sheng's left hand. A precious brotherly affection flowed in the hearts of the four people. A firm Dao heart rolled over in the minds of the four people, gradually taking root deep within their minds.
"Ha! Just now, as our first battle since we started cultivating, no matter how the process was, we're able to stand here together in one piece, which means we're the winners of this fight. Heaven has given us the qualifications to cultivate, so we must cherish it well! Although I don't like killing, in the world of cultivation, there's no way to avoid it. In order for us to live longer and walk further on the path of cultivation, we can only accept and adapt. The fittest survive, the strongest are revered!"
"That's right, this is a world dominated by cultivators, and it's also an era full of slaughter! If I want to avoid the painful experiences I had in the past, it's impossible without extremely high cultivation. Although I don't want to kill, sometimes I have no choice but to kill. Once you enter the Jianghu, your life is not your own! Since we can't change it, we can only adapt. If we want to avoid being killed, we must first learn how to kill and adapt to killing." Pang Hai said with a heavy heart.
