Hou Qing was shocked by Fang Xing's sudden attack and hurriedly summoned his flying sword to defend himself. At the same time, he raised his hand to swallow the pill.
However, his spiritual power was insufficient, so the silver flying sword couldn't display its full power. Adding to the fact that the Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword was a mid-grade magic tool, the sword Qi intertwined with the silver flying sword and produced strange clanging sounds. Although the main body of the Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword was blocked, the nine small snakes on the sword immediately flew out. Like nine golden bolts of lightning, they quickly pierced through Hou Qing's body.
Hou Qing let out a blood-curdling scream as nine terrifying wounds appeared on his body. Three of the golden snakes, under Fang Xing's deliberate control, slashed at his left arm and right leg. In an instant, both his arms and his right leg flew out of his body.
With a miserable howl, Hou Qing fell to the ground with a thud. The pill in his left hand also flew out of his hand and rolled into the grass.
"My guess was right. A bastard like you, even in this predicament, you still have a backup plan! What is this pill used for? " Fang Xing walked over with a sneer and picked up the pill. After looking at it for a moment, he said in shock, "Qi Burning Pill? Good fellow, even at the risk of losing a level of cultivation, you still want to fight me. Fortunately, I'm not stupid, I'll cripple you first … "
At this moment, Hou Qing wanted to cry but had no tears.
He lay on the ground facing the sky. The only intact left leg was the one that had been splashed by the Python Withered Toad's venom.
He even suspected that the kid had intentionally left his left leg behind.
"You're not stupid, I'm stupid …"
"Just now, before the Python Withered Toad appeared, I should have immediately killed you …"
"Who would have thought that it would be the only chance to kill you …"
A wave of despair drowned Hou Qing. Looking at Fang Xing, who was dirty but had a smug smile on his face, Hou Qing suddenly became angry and roared, "Bastard, you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am? You dare kill me? I, Hou Qing, am a peerless genius. I am destined to rise in the cultivation world. You dare kill me … you dare … "
"In this world, there is nothing I don't dare to do …"
Fang Xing stood up with his dagger and sneered at him.
"You … How can you kill me like this? Didn't you want to torture me? Don't you want to make me feel good? "
Sensing Fang Xing's murderous intent, the anger in Hou Qing's eyes suddenly turned into fear.
"Only a fool would torture you. Big Uncle once said that turning your enemy into a dead man is the smart thing to do!"
Fang Xing sneered and ruthlessly stabbed the knife into Hou Qing's heart.
Hou Qing's eyes suddenly became lifeless. They were filled with deep despair and unwillingness … and even some regret...
His lofty sentiments and lofty ambitions vanished just like that!
If there was one last thought in Hou Qing's mind, it would have been, "I wouldn't have died if I had waited in line for so long …"
"There's one more!"
Fang Xing drew his saber and looked at Hou Qing's eyes. His pupils gradually dilated as he thought to himself.
Qian Tong had been tied up by Hou Qing and thrown down the cliff, so naturally he couldn't let him live.
Thinking so, he quickly took out Hou Qing's waist pouch and flying sword, and then simply fixed his left arm before rushing towards the cliff. But when he arrived, he was stunned. Qian Tong was already dead. Yang Kai didn't know what kind of Monster Beast had dug out his internal organs, but his body had already turned cold. Presumably, the smell of blood from his wound had attracted a bloodthirsty Monster Beast.
Since that was the case, there was no need to worry about it. Fang Xing put away Qian Tong's magic tool and returned to the monster toad's side. Gritting his teeth, he set the broken bones in his left arm and then used his dagger to cut two wooden sticks and firmly tied them together before sitting down to rest. He was also a bit exhausted. From the time he left the Dao Sect until now, every step he took could be said to be filled with trepidation. The slightest carelessness could have led to his death.
Although he had relied on his ruthlessness and experience in the Jianghu that was beyond his age to turn defeat into victory and avert danger, the psychological pressure he had to bear was also very great. His nerves had been stretched taut, and it was only now that he had slightly eased up.
He didn't need to worry about his broken arm. He had learned the bone setting technique, and with his current cultivation and powerful physique, under the nourishment of his Blood Qi and Spiritual Qi, his broken bones wouldn't affect his movements in about two or three days, and he could recover in about seven or eight days.
After sitting for a while, he felt his stomach was empty and he was really hungry. He got up and chopped a large oily vine. Cutting it into small pieces, he piled them up and lit a fire. Then, he went to the side of the Python Withered Toad and used his strength to pry open its skin that was covered in scales and poisonous sores. Cutting off a piece of tender meat, he cut it into several pieces and skewered it on a branch to slowly roast it.
Although there was no oil, salt, or cumin, when the fat slowly seeped out, the fragrance still made Fang Xing's appetite rise.
Seeing that the outside had been roasted to a golden brown, Fang Xing couldn't help but tear it off and eat it directly with his mouth.
It was a little hot, but the meat was tender and incomparably fat. It almost made Fang Xing eat his tongue.
After eating a piece, Fang Xing only felt that it was not enough, but he was a little hesitant to eat another piece.
The meat of a monster contained a lot of Blood Qi essence, which was comparable to elixirs. It was easy to eat too much.
However, before Fang Xing could make a decision, there was suddenly a strange feeling rising from his lower abdomen.
It was a kind of hot feeling, rising from his abdomen and gradually filling up, which seemed a little violent.
"Huh …"
Fang Xing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his brows wrinkled.
He was very familiar with this feeling. It was the feeling he had when he swallowed the Essence Transforming Grass. When the essence in his body was too abundant, he would feel like this. However, he didn't swallow the Essence Transforming Grass now. Could it be that the monster toad's meat had an aphrodisiac effect?
Fang Xing frowned, sat cross-legged, and refined this abundant Blood Qi.
He was very familiar with this method. After all, he had used this method to refine essence into Qi, which was how he embarked on the road of cultivation.
However, after refining it, he felt hungry again. Fang Xing hesitated for a moment, and then cut a big piece of monster toad meat to roast.
He already had a vague guess. It might not be the monster toad's meat that had an aphrodisiac effect, so he wanted to test it out.
After eating this piece of monster toad meat that was twice the size of the previous one, the feeling of exuberant essence appeared again.
Even Fang Xing's crotch was erected a little tent. To an eleven year old child, this was not a normal phenomenon.
Fang Xing frowned, and once again refined this excess energy, and then ate an even bigger piece.
As he ate this piece of monster toad meat, he carefully felt the changes in his body, and gradually found an answer.
"Could it be that this monster toad's meat … has been digested by me so quickly?"
Fang Xing's face was immediately filled with shock.
He had already discovered where the problem was. It was not the monster toad's meat, but his own body's problem. The monster toad was a fourth rank monster, and its meat contained a large amount of essence. An ordinary person would not be able to digest it so quickly. Even if it was Hou Qing and the others who were a level higher than him, if they ate this piece of monster toad meat, they would probably need two to three days to slowly digest it.
However, he, unexpectedly, used less than the time it took for a stick of incense to completely digest each piece. Moreover, he had turned it into pure essence, which rolled around in his body. He only needed to use the mantra and he could refine the essence into spiritual energy.
As mentioned before, the cultivation speed of the method of transforming essence into Qi was much faster than using Spirit Qi or Spirit Stones. However, this method harmed one's own foundation, so it couldn't be used frequently. Fang Xing had also used the method of transforming essence into Qi, injuring his own foundation. As a result, a lot of his hair had turned white at a young age, becoming known as "Little White Hair".
However, with this discovery, didn't it mean that as long as Fang Xing could eat the meat of demonic beasts, he would be able to use this method to cultivate without fear of harming his own source?
This discovery caused Fang Xing's eyes to light up, and he immediately cut another piece of monster toad meat to eat. However, this time, the changes in his body were even more profound. This was because he knew that before, he didn't have this kind of fast digestion ability. If he ate too much chicken, duck, and fish, he would still feel bloated. Now that he ate this monster toad meat, which was even more precious than chicken and fish, was able to digest it so quickly, there had to be a reason.
"Three Thousand Feet White Hair … High Spirit Transformation Scripture …"
Slowly, Fang Xing remembered what happened after he swallowed the Demon Spirit Pill a month ago.
After the Demon Spirit Pill entered his stomach, he experienced a strange, painful, and somewhat beautiful dream.
After one night, his cultivation level increased greatly, but the Demon Spirit Pill he swallowed disappeared. He couldn't feel it at all.
It was also from that day onwards that he gradually felt his digestion ability become very strong.
Could it be that his current change was related to that night's dream?
"Three Thousand Feet White Hair, High Spirit Transformation Scripture …"
Inexplicably, a phrase that was like a song but not a song, like a poem but not a poem appeared in Fang Xing's heart...
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