Chapter 32

"Of course, if it were just a matter of luck, there wouldn't be so much good luck. Getting beaten up isn't a big deal. If you really managed to easily deal with Bai Liang, I would personally step in and beat you half to death."

Even though Hu Wu noticed Bu Li's slight dissatisfaction, he continued to speak as if it were a great favor. Bu Li remained silent, smoking, lost in thought.

"Those three pages of cultivation techniques were created by the Xishan Divine Remnant Tribes shortly after they were exiled to Xishan after the Human-Demon War. They combined the soul techniques of the Hunlan Continent with the physical attributes of the demon race, resulting in a great success. Unfortunately, after all these years of collecting, I only managed to obtain the first three pages," Hu Wu said with a hint of regret.

"Does that mean these three pages of cultivation techniques are the most suitable for me?" Bu Li asked.

"Of course, there's no other. However, I'm not sure how to use them. Perhaps you need to leave these mountains and learn the cultivation techniques of the sects," Hu Wu replied.

"Even if there's no other, I've practiced for so many years, and it hasn't been very useful. The spirit beasts are more practical. Once engraved, they can be summoned at will and are ready for battle," Bu Li said.

"Without soul power, the spirit beasts are like trees without roots. Your weak soul power is only enough to cultivate the old vine to the skin stage. To advance to the flesh, bone, marrow, and soul stages, you need a large amount of soul power," Hu Wu said. "Moreover, in the battles between the true powerhouses of the Hunlan Continent, spirit beasts are rarely used. They only absorb the power of the spirit beasts to strengthen themselves. There are many treasures on the continent, like your broken sword, that can penetrate spirit beasts. What truly matters is your own ability. As for the rest, I'm not sure. When you eventually leave, you'll see. I think that even if you can't handle it, nothing will be able to stump him."

"Who?" Bu Li immediately asked. The opportunity was fleeting, and perhaps he could ask something while Hu Wu was talking about the thousands of years of history of the Xishan Remnant Tribes.

"Why ask so much? You'll know in time. Sometimes knowing too much can bring disaster," Hu Wu said casually.

The scene of "one plus one equals two, you know too much, bang!" suddenly appeared in Bu Li's mind. Damn it, even in my dreams, you won't let me know what's going on?! What kind of logic is this?

As he was thinking, Hu Wu, like a pork tapeworm in Bu Li's brain, sensed Bu Li's dissatisfaction and anger and coldly said, "Not letting you know is for your own good. Does he need you to ask questions about his affairs?"

Bu Li smoked in silence with the black bear. He still dared to express his anger, but Cai Xiaoxian seemed not to hear what Bu Li and Hu Wu were saying, looking confused at the two. As for Dahu, sensing the change in Hu Wu's aura, he began to move his bulky body slowly towards the tent's entrance, his perception of danger having become incredibly sharp.

To be so afraid of death to this extent is also a form of strength.

"First, get through the Remnant Tribes' Grand Trial. Not only do you need to survive, but you also need to eliminate the other scum," Hu Wu said coldly, his words filled with ruthlessness.

"Why?" Bu Li was still not used to killing. It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, but a habit left over from his past life. On the Tianci Platform, he held back against Yang Cance, not wanting to kill her, which was an instinctive action.

Hu Wu glared at Bu Li and scolded, "Useless brat, a true man in this world, who doesn't wield a sword and accumulate countless corpses, with blood flowing like a river? Being overly sentimental won't get you anywhere!"

"Even if I'm not a dragon, I don't need to kill my way through. Besides, being unfeeling doesn't necessarily make one a true hero. What you say isn't necessarily right," Bu Li chuckled, countering. With a firm mind, Bu Li wouldn't be easily swayed by Hu Wu's words.

Not wanting to argue about these trivial matters, Bu Li asked, "I saw Yang Cance using very pure spirit engraving techniques. What's the reason for that?"

Hu Wu had once said that the spirit engraving techniques of the Xishan Remnant Tribes were not pure, with many flaws, and if practiced, they wouldn't have the power of the Hunlan Continent.

Although Yang Cance only had one spirit beast and Bu Li wasn't injured, it seemed she wasn't as strong as Bai Liang. In reality, Bu Li knew the difference was that he had become a spirit hunter, allowing him to use cunning to defeat Yang Cance. If he hadn't held back, he wouldn't even need to summon the old vine.

"It's nothing. The land bridge is about to reconnect. Now, the major sects of the Hunlan Continent have become corrupt and decadent, with no outstanding figures. They came up with the ridiculous idea of destroying the Xishan Divine Remnant Tribes. Originally, it was done gradually, but now they are in a hurry." Hu Wu didn't care about the lives of the Xishan Divine Remnant Tribes, perhaps only the powerful existence in Bu Li's dream was what Hu Wu truly cared about. "The ancestors of these fools created the Remnant Tribes' Grand Trial to stifle the talented young people of the Xishan Divine Remnant Tribes. Now, they are directly buying off some powerful tribes to accelerate the internal strife of the Xishan Remnant Tribes. Over the years, the Xishan Divine Remnant Tribes have indeed declined. In the hundred years I've been here, looking for a place for him to settle, I've seen countless things. What's the point of talking about these things? Is it meaningful?"

Hu Wu suddenly asked, looking up at Bu Li's eyes, as if trying to read Bu Li's thoughts.

"Then what? Haven't some of the Xishan Remnant Tribes already left these mountains?"

"Yes, most of them have become slaves, scattered across the Hunlan Continent." The truth Hu Wu revealed made Bu Li's back hair stand on end, and a surge of killing intent rose in his heart.

"Surprised? Angry?" Hu Wu saw the anger in Bu Li's heart and laughed, "Isn't the world like this? Either you kill or be killed. Talking about principles and showing mercy is foolish. If you hadn't shown mercy, you wouldn't have exposed your spirit beast, and you would have had a greater advantage in the Divine Remnant Mountains."

"I don't think so," Bu Li said, neither bowing his head nor arguing.

"Anyway, the seal on the land bridge is already loosening, and the sects of the Hunlan Continent are becoming restless, eager to solve the problem of the Divine Remnant Tribes. They find a few powerful tribes to act as their dogs, teaching them genuine soul techniques and spirit engraving techniques. In the end, when the birds are gone, the bow is put away. This has been the same for thousands of years, and it's not interesting."