Chapter 4

Putting on a coarse cloth robe, Xu Yi took a wooden hairpin to secure his bun, and his gaunt, hard face exuded a killing intent never seen before.

His gaze suddenly fixed on two pieces of ginger on the broken wooden table, and Xu Yi’s thoughts couldn’t help but wander with the wind.

Two years of humiliation, two days of inhuman torture, scene after scene, like a film reel, floated before his eyes.

Only he knew how much he had suffered over these two years.

On one hand, he had to undergo the most rigorous training, and on the other, he had to suppress his true feelings and deal with the Zhou family.

The two pieces of ginger in his hand were used to dye his skin yellow.

He could practice martial arts, but he must never reveal his achievements.

The Zhou family would be delighted to see a stupid donkey make a fool of itself, but they would never allow a martial arts genius to grow!

Two years of being cautious and meticulous, heh heh, it ends here!

Raising his hand, Xu Yi threw the two pieces of ginger, which drew a stunning arc in the air and flew out of sight.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of a wooden clapper came from a distance, signaling the second watch of the night.

After standing by the window for a long time, Xu Yi moved.

He gently stroked the old yellow dog sleeping by the bed, reached under the low bed, and pulled out two roosters.

Holding the necks of the two roosters, he quickly dashed into the forest to the south.

Huayin Mountain was the only large mountain in Guang'an Prefecture. It stretched for thousands of miles east to west and covered five thousand miles north to south, spanning three prefectures. In the vast territory of the Great Yue Dynasty, it was also somewhat famous.

The Huayin Mountain at night was terrifying, with owls hooting and ghosts wailing, making it hard to see one's hand in front of one's face. Not to mention traversing the forest, just standing in it for a moment would make one feel cold and uncomfortable all over.

Xu Yi, however, ignored the darkness and the cold, skillfully avoiding every large tree and sprinting forward. Along the way, he even encountered a python as thick as a bowl, which pounced down from a towering tree.

But Xu Yi, who was prepared, punched the python's head, sending the thousand-pound snake flying and crashing into a tree, dazed and no longer daring to pursue.

The immense strength brought Xu Yi an unparalleled sense of exhilaration. The forest wind howled, making his wide robe flutter like a flag.

After running for nearly the duration of a joss stick, he had entered the forest for over thirty miles and stopped at the edge of a grove of locust trees.

Silently estimating the time, it was nearly the third watch. Xu Yi took out three black incense sticks from his chest, lit them, and planted them in the soft soil at the edge of the grove in a "pin" shape.

Soon, a dense black mist emerged from the largest locust tree, forming a human shape above the three incense sticks.

He had a high nose and deep-set eyes, a robust build, a large head with no hair, and a necklace of large beads around his neck, each as big as a chicken egg, making him a fearsome foreign monk.

Seeing this terrifying transformation, Xu Yi was not frightened but delighted. Just as he was about to call out, the human shape formed by the black mist began to dissipate.

Xu Yi was greatly alarmed and immediately cut the necks of the two roosters, spraying a large amount of chicken blood at the dissipating human shape, which finally stopped dissipating.

Xu Yi then noticed that the fearsome monk had a bowl-sized hole in his abdomen!

"Master!"

Xu Yi exclaimed.

"Layman, I have said many times that I am already a dead man. How can there be a master-disciple relationship? You protect my soul, and I teach you the method to forge your body. This is the layman sowing good seeds and reaping good results. Moreover, the layman's six roots are not pure, and you have no connection with Buddhism, so you cannot enter the Buddhist door."

Liao Chen placed his hands together, transmitting a divine thought.

Xu Yi said, "Master taught me the technique, solved my problems, and bestowed me with great kindness. Even if Master does not recognize me as a disciple, I will always respect you as my master!" As he spoke, his face was full of sincerity.

It was quite amusing that in this world, the two people Xu Yi was closest to were a dog and a ghost.

His connection with Liao Chen began on the third evening after he arrived in this world.

That night, the weather was gloomy, with thick clouds covering half the sky, and a strong wind was howling, with a heavy rain imminent.

Xu Yi sat on the threshold, staring blankly at the mountain mist dancing in the wind. At that moment, Liao Chen's soul stumbled past Xu Yi's door.

At the time, Xu Yi didn’t realize what was happening and called out, "Master, a heavy rain is coming. Would you like to rest for a moment?"

After he called out, Liao Chen stopped and exclaimed, "You have a natural Yin eye!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yi was startled and suddenly realized that the big monk in front of him was not a person of the living world, but a ghost, with a translucent body floating in the air.

Fortunately, Xu Yi had died once before and was not afraid of Liao Chen. He invited Liao Chen to take shelter from the rain again.

After the rain, Xu Yi had a preliminary understanding of Liao Chen.

Liao Chen said he was from the Western Regions, an outer disciple of Tian Chan Temple, and had traveled the world, reaching Guang'an Prefecture, where he met with a disaster and died in a foreign land. Relying on a secret technique, he managed to escape as a soul, hoping to return home to settle his affairs and then go to the underworld.

However, a soul cannot exist for long in the living world. By the time he reached Huayin Mountain, Liao Chen's soul was already weak and about to dissipate.

Fortunately, Xu Yi called out to Liao Chen, and following Liao Chen's instructions, he used rooster blood to help Liao Chen slightly recover his soul every day.

Liao Chen, with nothing to offer in return, taught Xu Yi a method to forge his body, which led to Xu Yi's current achievements.

Three months ago, Liao Chen's soul was barely stabilized, and he had the idea of setting out again. However, he knew that a soul was not like a physical body and could not last long in the living world.

To avoid any accidents, he made an appointment with Xu Yi for today. If his soul could not return home, he would come back to this place to meet Xu Yi.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Yi came as agreed today, Liao Chen's soul was already damaged.

Before Xu Yi could ask, Liao Chen said, "It is fate. Liao Chen was mistakenly caught in a peach blossom calamity. Although I barely escaped, my soul is already damaged and will dissipate today. Fortunately, heaven was kind to Liao Chen, and I met the layman."

"Master, there must be a way, there must be a way!"

Tears streamed down Xu Yi's face.

Liao Chen reached out to pat Xu Yi's shoulder, but his translucent hand passed through, unable to touch anything. He sighed and said, "Layman, there is no need to be sad. Life and death are predestined. Liao Chen is a sinner and deserves this calamity. Time is running out, so let Liao Chen see the layman's progress over these few months!"

Xu Yi wanted to say more, but Liao Chen looked at him gently, full of expectation.

Xu Yi said no more, opened his stance, bent his waist, clenched his left hand into a fist, and curved his right hand, releasing a burst of energy from his dantian and starting his movements.

Devil Bull Treading the Sky!

Furious Collision with the Heavenly Gate!

Free and Easy Heavenly Demon!

There were only three moves, but in the vast forest, it seemed as if a bull demon was fiercely raging. In an instant, dozens of small trees as thick as bowls were broken and scattered!

After completing the sequence, Xu Yi stood still, his face not flushed, his breath not panting, as steady as a mountain.

Liao Chen's eyes widened, and his pale face was filled with shock.

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