Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 398: Chapter 129: I, Lin Chen, Do Not Kill the Old or the Young

In this case, replacing ”All the Way Black” with ”Unparalleled in the Same Sect” should be considered a gain.

There has been no change in the Life Chart; it remains the same as before.

”Having gained two titles is already quite good, especially this ’Medicine Jar Ill Body,’ allowing me to persist while refining the remaining Flood Dragon True Blood.”

Just as Lin Chen was finishing his observation of the panel, he suddenly clutched his chest, and his face instantly turned pale.

Beads of sweat the size of beans instantly covered his forehead like raindrops!

At the moment he felt intense pain coursing through his body, Lin Chen clenched his jaw against his tongue, utilizing his last trace of consciousness, and forcefully stomped his right foot, propelling himself like an arrow towards the edge of the valley.

The last bit of consciousness sensed that his body had exited the valley, and Lin Chen could no longer hold on, falling into a painful faint.

It was too painful!

The debt owed by the ’Medicine Jar Ill Body’ finally came due, and it was a doubled agony.

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The next day!

Lin Chen sat on the ground, face pale, even though it had been a two-hour cycle since the agony had passed, he still felt lingering fear.

During the half two-hour duration of the pain onslaught, even though he fainted, he was jolted awake a dozen times, each time staying conscious for less than ten breaths before passing out again from the intense pain.

This pain was very strange, as if the body had truly endured inhuman torment, yet somehow his body remained undamaged.

”The pain from the soul is even harder to endure than physical pain!”

Rubbing his slightly heavy head, Lin Chen tried to relax. Although the side effects of the ’Medicine Jar Ill Body’ were terrifying, if given a chance, he would still choose to activate this title.

The increase in strength belongs to his present self, while the pain belongs to his former self.

What does the pain of my former self have to do with my current self?

To live, one must be ruthless to one’s former self so that the present self can enjoy happiness.

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Five two-hour cycles later, Lin Chen, having taken a nap, fully recovered, and at this moment, the mist in the valley began to slowly descend again.

Lin Chen, once more stepped into the valley, heading into the mist.

No one can block his desire for improvement in strength.

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Twice!

Three times!

Four times!

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Thus it continued until the eighth day. Lin Chen only felt that the twenty-four acupoints within his body and the accompanying seventy-two small acupoints had at this moment completely integrated. Though he couldn’t see his qi and blood on the panel, he was certain that his true blood must have increased significantly.

This is evident from the Mountain Suppressing Chart’s progress in the Second Layer of Body Tempering increasing from the original 2.11 to 2.32, and what’s more, he could feel that his body had significantly strengthened.

According to the ancestor of the Huang Family, enduring seven days of body tempering here marked the beginning of the body tempering path, but what if one endured a few more days?

The Huang Family ancestor didn’t mention that continuing beyond seven days was impossible.

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Eight days!

Nine days!

Ten days!

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Lin Chen stayed for half a month; if he became hungry, it was easily solved by catching some wild game in the mountains.

He could now freely enter and exit this Land of Clouds and Mist.

”I’ll stay for another three days before leaving.”

In these days, the body tempering effect of the Earth Evil Qi became weaker and weaker. As the value reached 2.75, it went from increasing by 0.1 points originally to 0.05 points, and now only increases by 0.01 points each day.

At this rate of weakening, three days later it might not even increase by 0.01 points.

He wasn’t a self-abusive person; the supposed pain of his former self was merely self-comforting psychological triumph.

On this day!

Lin Chen, with bow and arrows in hand, walked out of the Land of Clouds and Mist, as he normally prepared to hunt some game.

There were plenty of rare birds in Huang Mountain. With a light shout from Lin Chen, numerous birds in the forest ahead were startled into flight toward the sky. Just as Lin Chen prepared to notch an arrow, the next moment, he abruptly turned his body, and the arrow shot out with a terrifying whoosh, aiming deep into the mountains and forests.

With the arrow shot, Lin Chen’s figure also pursued in the direction of the arrow, but when he reached the point where the arrow fell, he frowned.

On the ground amidst the weeds were a few drops of blood, but there was no sign of prey.

Just now, when he startled the birds, his perception caught that something seemed to be watching him from this direction, prompting him to change the direction of his shot.

”With my current strength plus the power of this Dragon Shadow Bow, it’s impossible for any rare bird to escape.”

Staring toward the direction the blood traces vanished, Lin Chen didn’t hesitate too long and directly chased after where the blood traces led.

At the entrance of a cave deep in the mountain forest, Lin Chen stopped.

The blood trace extended all the way to the cave entrance.

So, the prey that had been struck by his arrow was hiding inside the cave.

Lin Chen had no plans to enter the cave, instead drawing the bow and shooting again.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Three successive arrows flew into the cave, and Lin Chen heard faint sounds. Moments later, a white fox emerged from the cave.

The white fox had two bloody holes on its body, currently bleeding profusely.

”Mighty Human Race warrior, I am willing to sacrifice my life, but please spare my wife and children.”

The white fox spoke in a human voice, but just as it finished its words, another fox came out of the cave, also a white fox, though it was obviously a vixen, holding two fluffy little foxes in her arms.

The two kits curled up in the vixen’s arms, their naïve big eyes gazing innocently at Lin Chen.

”Mighty Human Race warrior, please spare our family. We have not descended the mountain to cause harm; we’ve only remained here at Huang Mountain.”

The vixen spoke, and Lin Chen furrowed his brows.

”Mighty Human Race warrior, I am already injured and won’t live much longer. My flesh and blood are of some use to human martial artists; please spare my wife and children. I am willing to die here, and you may take my corpse.”

The male fox spoke again, his face showing a pleading expression.

”In consideration of your lack of evil deeds, I’ll spare your wife and children.”

Lin Chen spoke, and upon hearing his words, the male fox’s face lit up with joy, hastily kowtowing on the ground: ”Thank you, mighty warrior of the Human Race, thank you exceedingly.”

”I’m just not one to kill the old, the young, or the females; otherwise, even if you’ve done no evil, I wouldn’t spare you. Hmph! End your life, and I’ll take your corpse, but if your wife and children cross my path again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

The male fox nodded: ”Please, mighty Human Race warrior, wait a moment.”

He spared a reluctant glance at the vixen and then at the two kits in her arms, both sharing the same sorrowful gaze. Tears rolled down the vixen’s eyes.

”Take care of our children.”

After leaving those words, the male fox turned, crashing into a side wall of the cave, his brains splattering, eventually sliding slowly to the ground.

Seeing the male fox fallen, the vixen let out a mournful cry, but in the next moment, her body bristled, darting into the cave.

Unfortunately, just as she reached the cave entrance, Lin Chen’s arrow fell, piercing the vixen’s body.

The vixen fell, her eyes filled with disbelief as she stared at Lin Chen: ”Human... You... Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kill the old, the young, or the females?”

”Indeed, your two kits are neither females nor the young, and you’re neither old nor young.”

Lin Chen responded briskly; he was not one to kill the old, the young, or females, but the vixen didn’t count as young, and the two little foxes didn’t count as females, so naturally, he did not violate his principles.

Realizing she had been deceived, the vixen’s eyes turned venomous: ”We’ve never harmed humans, why treat us like this?”

”Because you are demons!”

Upon encountering this family of foxes, he had no intention of letting them go. Not to mention the two kits, even if the vixen was pregnant, he would still kill without hesitation.

Lord Kong came to Linhu Village, traveled to Jiangnan Dao for years to pay respects, honoring those victims harmed by the Demon Race and the martyrs who died fighting the Demon Race, specifically visiting Huang Mountain.

During the previous Great Chu dynasty, the White Foxes of Huang Mountain relished in consuming the brains of human children, even creating a method of boiling off the skin for a more exquisite taste.

In the 110th year of the Liang Calendar, sensing Liang’s intent to eradicate demons, the White Foxes of Huang Mountain fled, abducting tens of thousands of children from Huizhou Prefecture and massacring an entire city...

Today, the Huang Mountain shows no sign of White Foxes, but officials of Huizhou Prefecture still frighten children by mentioning White Foxes.

Stop crying, or beware of being taken by the White Fox!

For this reason alone, he could not possibly let the White Fox escape.