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Chapter 4 Plunder
"Hello!"
"That's enough!"
"Damn it, stop! It's dead!"
Li Hui's reprimands rang out one after another, and the impatience in his tone was gradually replaced by genuine anxiety.
Seeing this, he no longer hesitated. His voice exploded in Li Ai's mind, and a cool sensation rushed to her brain, which made Li Ai suddenly come back to her senses.
She gasped for breath, collapsing to the ground, utterly exhausted, staring down at her hands, which were a mixture of black and red, with torn and bleeding skin.
The black blood was the foul-smelling blood of a vile beast, and the red blood was her own bleeding wound. Sharp pain surged from her fingertips into her mind, so clear it made her tremble.
Martial arts have always been a completely different path from spiritual cultivation.
As a spiritual genius, she used to be pure and virtuous, killing filthy beasts as easily as crushing ants, and could kill them with spells from several feet away. When had she ever been so disheveled? When had she ever felt the threat of death so closely, and had torn flesh and blood and become filthy with her own hands?
And all of this is thanks to "Lin Weiwei"!
A cold hatred instantly filled Li Ai's eyes, and her teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.
That person came from a noble family, was gentle and well-mannered, and was once her most admired senior and her closest friend...
If Lin Weiwei hadn't stabbed her in the back, she wouldn't have had her spiritual foundation destroyed, wouldn't have endured endless bullying and humiliation, and wouldn't have been forced to abandon spiritual cultivation and become the mad dog she is now, rolling in the mud and fighting to the death with vile beasts!
Seeing the hatred almost overflowing in her eyes, Li Hui's lips moved, and after a moment's hesitation, he changed his words, saying, "Don't linger here; the smell of blood will attract more vile beasts."
Li Ai took a deep breath, wiped the blood off her face, gripped the spear on the ground, and slowly stood up.
The miasma blurred her face, but it couldn't hide the fierce resentment in her eyes.
Meanwhile, Zhou Siyu's battle had also ended.
If you can't defeat a wounded and sluggish beast, there's no point in continuing your training. You might as well drop out of school and go farming.
She patted her chest, still shaken, and hurried towards Li Ai, her voice filled with gratitude: "Senior, thank you so much for saving me!"
Li Ai, panting heavily, glanced at her, her brows furrowing slightly, and pointed to a carcass of a ravenous dog not far away: "That one, yours."
Without saying a word or dawdling, she went forward, gathered the two dog corpses she had killed together, grabbed their tails, and tried to drag them to a secluded spot.
"Wait!" A hint of annoyance flashed in Zhou Siyu's eyes as she quickly caught up with him, her tone pleading, "Senior, I want to team up with you! You've seen it yourself, it's really dangerous here! Everyone else thinks I'm too weak and doesn't want to take me along."
"It'll be good to look out for each other if we act together, thank you!"
"No, thank you." Li Ai gave her a deep look, then quickened her pace and left.
Li Hui floated beside her, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "You figured it out?"
"Hmm." Li Ai nodded slightly: "Faced with the attack of three filthy beasts, she was panting but not sweating, and she was unharmed."
"And her appearance was completely inappropriate."
A new student, separated from the main group and acting alone, also encountered a moment when she was besieged by filthy beasts.
Even if there's a 99% chance it's a coincidence, Li Ai isn't willing to gamble on that 1% chance—a conspiracy.
"Not too stupid." Li Hui snorted lightly, which could be considered a 'praise'.
Li Ai responded with a cold laugh, her steps unwavering.
Soon, she found an abandoned building covered in thorns and began to do 'evil' things.
"I'll demonstrate this time, and you can try it yourself next time."
Crack!
Crimson lightning shot out from Li Hui's fingertips, outlining intricate magical patterns beneath the body of the Wormtooth Dog.
"laugh--"
A strange sound exploded, and the two corpses of the worm-toothed dogs began to contract violently. The bluish-black rotten flesh collapsed at a visible speed, and the black blood stopped flowing. Instead, it surged against the texture of the flesh towards the wound, like countless wriggling black snakes drilling into a hole.
Soon, the two beast corpses completely melted and boiled, turning into a thick pool of blackish-red liquid, carrying a pungent, putrid stench, which suddenly surged towards Li Ai, completely enveloping her.
The fluid seeped wildly into her body through her pores, mouth, and nose, filling her throat with a strange taste that was a mixture of putrid and sweet. It was as if she had swallowed a mouthful of mud mixed with blood, making her feel nauseous and wanting to vomit but unable to.
She could clearly feel that sticky, cold sensation coursing through her veins to her limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, her skin and flesh felt as if they were being gnawed by thousands of rotting insects, and excruciating pain swept over her entire body like a tidal wave.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
The girl cried out in pain and fell to the ground, writhing and rolling around in agony. Her fingertips, having exerted too much force, dug shocking bloody marks into the ground.
Li Hui simply floated quietly to the side, watching, his voice carrying a hint of indifference: "The blood energy of the filthy beasts is not as pure as that of humans; absorbing it will only cause a little pain."
It's just a little bit of pain? You call this "a little bit of pain"??
Li Ai knelt on the ground, her body bent over, her eyes blurry with tears, and she kept pounding the ground with her fists.
The excruciating pain, as if her body were about to break apart and rebuild itself, made all the torment she had suffered in the past seem trivial.
But every inch of flesh and blood, tempered by the rolling blood, becomes increasingly refined and as solid as a rock.
Click!
The sound of bones cracking echoed through the empty building. The girl let out an extremely shrill scream, which gradually turned into a barely perceptible beastly roar, filled with heart-wrenching pain and a resolute determination to rise from the ashes.
His aura swirled, and a red light flickered, casting an uncertain glow on Li Hui's face, his golden eyes revealing a complex and unreadable emotion.
..........
squeak--
Armored vehicles crushed the thorns, and a convoy of six armored off-road vehicles came to a steady stop in a forest clearing. The bullet holes and stains on the vehicles revealed their ferocity, having traversed dangerous areas for many years.
Beside the bus, the driver, Old Wang, was smoking with his legs crossed. Upon seeing this, his expression changed, and he quickly ran into the bus: "Teacher Zhao, someone's here!"
Team leader Teacher Zhao leaned against the window, a cigarette burning to its end between his fingers, ash falling softly. He glanced indifferently out the window, his tone completely calm: "Never mind them, just a hunting party from the Black Street."
"But...but the students are still inside!"
Old Wang wrung his hands anxiously, "You know what kind of people those gangsters in the underworld are. They kill and rob like it's nothing. How could students possibly stand a chance against them?"
Teacher Zhao stubbed out the cigarette butt with his bare hand, his gaze cold and stern: "Life and death are predestined. In the end times, assessing the situation and seeking advantage while avoiding harm is a more important lesson than gathering resources."
"This..." Old Wang hesitated, looking at the armed personnel getting off the convoy one after another with a worried expression.
Black Street, the uncrowned king of Hanchuan City's underworld, is an alliance of countless gangs and outlaws.
On the surface, they were in the business of hunting and killing wild animals and selling animal supplies, but in reality, they collected protection money, robbed and killed people, and committed all sorts of evil deeds.
Although they dare not provoke powerful families and the Dragon Court, they are enough to strike fear into the hearts of ordinary people—they have guns, and there are many martial artists and spiritual cultivators among them. A group of students who are not even good at killing evil beasts will not hold back if they are encountered.
While I was thinking, thirty armed men dressed in fierce tiger outfits got off the bus, carrying hunting rifles and short knives at their waists. They whistled and laughed as they stepped into the depths of the jungle.
Old Wang watched their retreating figures and sighed heavily. He could only pray in his heart that the students would be smart enough not to fight back even if their supplies were stolen, because staying alive was the most important thing.