Time passed by, and eight months had passed since Su Ming came to Evil Spirit Sect. With the large amount of medicinal cores and the power of the world in this place, his level of cultivation had finally recovered to five-tenths!
However, the further he went, the slower his recovery speed became. Zhao Chong had already given him three different types of medicinal cores, and Su Ming had devoured a large amount of each of them. Three days ago, when he went to get more medicinal cores, Zhao Chong told him that he had temporarily run out of medicinal cores.
He still looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old. He might have grown a little, but the change was not great. In fact, Su Ming had a feeling that he had returned to the past and could no longer return to his previous self. He could only slowly grow up in this Destiny.
To others, there was still not a single ripple of power coming from his body. Only those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm would be able to find some clues.
However, there was only one person who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm keeping watch over Evil Spirit Sect, and he was in isolation all year long, not bothering himself with the matters of the world. That was why no one could tell Su Ming's level of cultivation.
Zhao Chong was naturally the same, but he began to doubt Su Ming. During the past eight months, the medicinal cores he had spent on Su Ming had practically drained his pockets dry, causing him to nearly go mad and kill Su Ming multiple times in the midst of his heartache.
None of the disciples he had met in the past had been as strange as Su Ming. If he had not checked him multiple times and confirmed that Su Ming had indeed eaten them and was just a mortal, then he would have used an Enchanted Treasure to confirm whether Su Ming was hiding his level of cultivation, the answer he obtained in the end did not reveal anything about Su Ming possessing any cultivation base.
However, the answer he obtained in the end did not reveal anything about Su Ming possessing any power. No matter how he looked at it, he was just a teenager … who could eat a little.
Otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to bear with the constant pain in his heart.
A few days ago, he had almost used up all his medicinal cores. He could not bear to use the remaining ones on Su Ming, so he could only tell him in resignation that he did not have any medicinal cores for the time being.
However, his heart did not ache entirely because of this. During the past eight months, he had frequently observed Su Ming, and his heart ached in pain but also looked forward to the matter of him eating so many medicinal cores.
As for Su Ming, his cultivation base had recovered during the past eight months, causing his divine sense to become much sharper than it was eight months ago. He might not have left the courtyard, but everything in Evil Spirit Sect's Outer Sect had been scanned through it in secret with his divine sense, and he knew everything clearly.
As for Zhao Chong, Su Ming would naturally not let him go. However, he could only see a thick layer of fog in Zhao Chong's room with his divine sense. That fog was filled with the stench of blood. He could also vaguely see a person sitting in his room, unmoving.
In Su Ming's eyes, Zhao Chong's level of cultivation was also a little strange. At first glance, his level of cultivation seemed to be similar to that of Transcendence, but if he took a closer look, he would find that there was a hint of ripples in him that belonged to Berserker Soul Realm.
It was especially so since the other party had not done anything wrong during these eight months. Instead, he had given Su Ming a large amount of medicinal cores. If he did not have these medicinal cores, Su Ming would have needed to spend a lot more time to restore all his Berserker Bones.
That was why Su Ming did not take the initiative to attack Zhao Chong. He wanted to see what this person would do once he crossed his bottom line and ran out of medicinal cores.
On this day, eight and a half months after he came to Evil Spirit Sect, it was winter outside. Snow fell from the sky, and the ground was covered in a silver sheen. Even the moon shone with a silver light.
The entire mountain was covered in a white coat of snow, and it was the same for the black halls. The perfect combination of black and white gave people the illusion that they were looking at an ink painting.
The black smoke that seemed to exist eternally in the air was a permanent feature of this ink painting.
On this night, Su Ming looked at the snow outside the window, and the image of Ugly Little Thing and her family during winter appeared in his head …
"Big brother, let's make a snowman, okay?"
"Big brother, you're such a bully. You even broke the snowman."
"Big brother, why do you think there's snow? I asked Dad and Mom, but they don't know either."
A smile appeared at the corners of Su Ming's lips. There were countless ghosts floating about in his room at that moment, causing his smile to look completely out of place.
Su Ming was already used to these ghosts. In fact, he even noticed that the ghosts that came to his room every single night were different. They moved in and out of his room, and once most of Su Ming's divine sense recovered, he also saw that these ghosts were not just in his room. Besides a few spots in the entire Outer Sect, all the other places were occupied by ghosts.
He looked at the snow outside the window, and after a long while, a freezing glare suddenly shone in his eyes. He let out a cold harrumph in his heart and closed his eyes. Even though his eyes were shut, he could still sense his surroundings clearly with his divine sense.
He saw the door to the house open without a single sound. When a gust of cold wind blew in, a person walked in. That person's entire body was surrounded by black fog, and his face could not be seen clearly. However, as he walked in, the ghosts in the room froze for a moment before they slowly dissipated and left the room.
That person walked to Su Ming's bed and looked at him, who had his eyes closed as if he was sleeping. A dark light shone in the black fog.
"You little bastard, you ate so many of my medicinal cores! It's time for you to pay me back!" That person was naturally Zhao Chong. He waved his arm, and a layer of black fog immediately swept up Su Ming. With a single move, it followed him out of the room and into his house.
A chilling glare was hidden in Su Ming's closed eyes. Zhao Chong did not notice his divine sense at all. Su Ming watched the man sweep him into his room, then step into a Rune hidden by the black fog in the room.
As the light from the Rune shone, Su Ming and Zhao Chong appeared in a dark mountain cave. Based on the ripples of power from the Relocation, Su Ming could tell that they had not been Relocated far away. They should still be within Evil Spirit Sect's territory.
The area might be dark, but when Zhao Chong waved his hand, a dark light immediately shone on the area. This was a karst cave, and there were hundreds of dried up corpses around it. All of them had their mouths wide open, and their eyes were lifeless. They were all skin and bones, as if they had lost all their flesh and life.
Their appearances were different, but their actions were the same. They were all sitting cross-legged.
"Little bastard, you're about to meet your big brother!" Zhao Chong was clearly still brooding over the medicinal cores Su Ming had eaten during the past half a year. Once he cursed him, he no longer bothered with Su Ming and instead sat down cross-legged on the ground. As he formed a seal with his hands, the fog around him immediately tumbled back into his body, revealing his face for the first time.
It was a middle-aged man. His face was pale, and he looked incredibly weak. Once Su Ming saw his face with his divine sense, a thought formed in his heart.
He looked incredibly similar to Ugly Little Thing's father! If it was not because their ages were different, they would have looked like father and son!
Four chapters and eleven chapters. I feel like I'm about to break after continuously releasing these explosive points. Don't blame me for missing a thousand words in the last chapter, because even if I have to grit my teeth and persevere, I won't die of exhaustion. I'll continue releasing them tomorrow!
For the first place, for the sake of widening the distance between us, I'll release them! Monthly votes! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
