Chapter Seventeen: The Abnormality of the Left Hand

  I'm going to cry, after uploading for a week, the collection is only 800, and the recommendation votes this week are not as many as last week. The new book ranking is getting lower and lower, kneeling down to beg for collection and recommendation.

  "Friend, this is my business card. I'll never forget the favor you've done me today. If there's ever a chance to repay it in the future, just give me a call and I'll do everything I can." A few moments later, after the thin man had made several trips to carry out the three corpses and the blood-stained soil in bags, the old house was quiet once again. As they walked out of the tile-roofed house with Guo Zhengyang, Zhang Jiuyun finally pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it over warmly.

  Although Guo Zhengyang's attitude has been very cold from the beginning to now, it does not hinder his gratitude, because after all, he owes his life to Guo Zhengyang, who saved him from being brutally murdered.

  Guo Zhengyang glanced at Zhang Jiuyun with a hint of amusement, then took the business card and smiled, "I'd rather hope that we don't meet again in the future."

  With a smile, Guo Zhengyang turned around and left.

  He stayed behind just to see how Zhang Jiuyun would handle the body, and mainly to see if he would hand it over to the police or deal with it himself. As long as the other party handled it themselves, he could rest easy.

  He really didn't need to stay anymore, after all, there was still a thread of guilt in his body waiting for him to study. If it weren't for the situation here, he would have left long ago.

  Getting up and taking steps, Guo Zhengyang quickly followed the road back to the wall and walked out. It was only when he went out that he saw a car parked in the alley outside the old house, which was the one driven by the thin young man, and now it was used to load the corpse.

  Guo Zhengyang took a glance and still didn't stay, soon he walked along the alley towards the street.

  He walked out for about a thousand meters, making sure there was no one following him, before stopping in a secluded alleyway to think.

  He is now penniless, because his wallet was left in the school dormitory, so even if he wants to find a quiet place to study the strands of gray air in his body, he can't go to a hotel to open a room, and can only casually find a deserted street corner to stand and study.

  "Sin, the sin of intention, I actually think it's beneficial to me, as long as I refine it... This thing emerged from the corpse of the long-haired man after he was killed. Even if it's really beneficial, why do I still feel that this gray gas emanating from a dead person is a bit strange? And according to the intention guide, shouldn't I have obtained the fate that my target is about to encounter if I had killed him? Why did I get this gray gas instead?"

  With his eyes closed in contemplation, Guo Zhengyang also had many doubts in his heart. The last time the thought appeared, from start to finish, he judged that the thought was helping him guide and find opportunities for others to obtain, but this time it really killed the target, rather than secretly following the target, and finally killing it, but getting only a wisp of gray gas.

  This is indeed very different from what was initially thought.

  After some thought, Guo Zhengyang still felt that it was better not to refine the gray gas circulating in his body for the time being. After all, this thing came out of a dead person's body. Even if he felt that it was beneficial to him, it wasn't necessarily true.

  "Let's try and see if we can't coax it out of me."

  A moment later, Guo Zhengyang's mind surged and quickly operated the Gongfa method, absorbing the thin spiritual energy from the outside world, operating the Gongfa method to urge the absorbed spiritual energy to suppress the gray gas. This gray gas that emerged from the dead person's body kept swirling around his body, giving people a strange feeling. Even if his limbs felt it was good stuff, feelings are just feelings after all, and who knows, maybe it's an illusion.

  If we can get this thing out of the body, it's better to study it outside than inside.

  Just as Guo Zhengyang was about to infuse his spiritual energy into the gray gases, a sudden change occurred. The gray gases that were originally floating around in his body like arrows of gas suddenly surged back and merged with his spiritual energy, then autonomously sank into Guo Zhengyang's body along with the spiritual energy, intending to fully merge with his flesh.

  Guo Zhengyang's face changed, and he hastily stopped his cultivation technique.

  It's too late anyway, those spiritual energies that had merged with the gray gas were still rapidly merging into his body, and he was indeed blinded.

  He had originally only wanted to use his qigong to force these things out of his body, but who would have thought that as long as he didn't move, everything was fine, yet the moment he moved, it completely catalyzed these things to merge into his body.

  "Damn it, what the hell is this?" Muttering to himself, Guo Zhengyang quickly regained his composure and once again attempted to manipulate the spiritual energy that had merged with the gray gas to flow towards his left arm.

  If he didn't move, the fusion of grey and spiritual energy would thoroughly merge into his body in all directions, almost merging into every part of his body. Since he was powerless to change this situation, he might as well try to see if he could drive these things to a certain place in his body.

  If this is highly toxic, it's better to merge into a certain part of the body, such as all merging into the arm, than to disperse throughout the body. If this is highly toxic and only merges into the left arm, he can cut off his arm to save himself at critical moments.

  He didn't know if it would work or not, but he had to try anyway. He couldn't just sit there and watch those things merge into every part of his body.

  And this time, in the midst of his cultivation, those lingering spiritual and vital energies that were about to merge with his body finally stirred, albeit with great difficulty, and reluctantly flowed towards his left arm under his urging.

  Even if this process is slow, it has indeed moved.

  Piece by piece, the spiritual energy that had merged with the gray gas gradually flowed into Guo Zhengyang's left arm, accumulating at the end of his arm and eventually gathering entirely in his left hand. When he continued to circulate his energy to force it out, he found that he could no longer do so, for outside of his left palm was already outside of his body. These things couldn't be forced out, and instead began to settle and dissolve, dispersing within his left hand.

  As these things dissipated, Guo Zhengyang's left hand was suddenly covered with a layer of faint gray gas that was almost invisible to the naked eye. There were also weak electric currents buzzing and crackling, causing Guo Zhengyang's left hand to gradually feel numb and painful, until it eventually lost all sensation.

  And below what was visible to the naked eye, his left hand had been trembling involuntarily all along.

  The trembling lasted for almost a few minutes, and the numbness in his palms gradually dissipated. Then, a piercing pain came from his palm, like someone was holding thousands of small knives to cut his left hand bit by bit. The pain made Guo Zhengyang bend down and clench his left fist, leaning against the wall and panting heavily.

  Fortunately, his physical strength had increased many times over, and the nervous system inside his body had also been tempered by the spiritual energy, otherwise he didn't know if he could endure such pain.

  This situation lasted for several minutes, during which Guo Zhengyang's brow was tightly furrowed in pain, and he bit his right hand hard to prevent himself from making a sound.

  Until the back of his right hand was bitten and bleeding, he felt a salty taste in his mouth, and the pain on his left hand gradually subsided. Then, suddenly, a refreshing sensation spread, so refreshing that he felt all the pores on his body burst open, as if his entire body was bathed in a rich spiritual energy, undergoing a transformation.

  He let out a soft and comfortable sigh.

  It was refreshing, and after continuing for about a minute, all the strange symptoms disappeared again.

  As Guo Zhengyang gradually adapted and stood up again, his body was once again drenched in sweat. Standing still for a few breaths, he suddenly raised his left hand to his eyes, but at this moment, his left hand seemed exactly the same as before, with no apparent change.

  "What's going on? Not a single change?" Amidst his astonishment, he suddenly clenched his fist and Guang Zhengyang's eyes widened, Power!

  This clenched fist clearly made him feel a power beyond his imagination being transmitted from his left hand.

  That surging power, even surpassing the power his body gave him when he just advanced to the True Person realm.

  Peng~

  He was stunned for several breaths, and then Guo Zhengyang clenched his left fist and punched the wall beside him. With one blow, the original blue-brick courtyard wall was directly smashed to pieces by his left fist, and the bricks on the wall were crushed into debris. However, his left hand didn't even have a scratch on the skin.