Though the sect had various martial dao facilities and true stones, Ye Xingchen still chose to go train, because the path of the strong must experience life and death.

Strangely enough.

When he left the sect and stepped into a forested area, feeling the fragrance of green grass, his heart actually became considerably calmer.

Clearly, this was due to his bloodline.

At this moment, if Ye Xingchen suddenly crouched down to eat some grass, everyone needn’t be surprised. After all, his true form was a large azure ox—isn’t it normal to eat some grass when hungry to supplement nutrition?

“Where should I go?”

Taking out a map, he thought left and right.

Ordinary wilderness training definitely couldn’t satisfy Ye Xingchen. He needed to pursue extreme excitement—for instance… forbidden lands.

“Hm?”

“Bull Demon Mountain?”

Ye Xingchen saw a forbidden land on the map, so he made his decision: “I’ll go here.”

Just from the name, one could tell this place should be related to bovine beasts, which perfectly matched his newly awakened azure ox bloodline.

“Swish!”

Opening his Seven-Colored Brilliant Wings, he flew away as a streak of light.

Several days later.

Ye Xingchen appeared at the outer perimeter of Bull Demon Mountain.

At this moment, a large number of wandering cultivators had already gathered at the entrance. Some formed teams and were rubbing their hands together preparing to enter, while others were still recruiting teammates.

“Little brother.”

A thin, weasel-faced martial artist came over with a smile and said, “Interested in teaming up?”

“Scram.”

Simple. Clean.

Truly worthy of being our Brother Society Ox.

“…”

The thin martial artist met rejection and could only leave awkwardly, thinking unhappily: “Acting all high and mighty.”

Ye Xingchen’s arrival made the atmosphere at the forbidden land entrance somewhat colder, because he himself hadn’t released any martial dao aura, yet invisibly radiated a special imposing presence.

“Very strong!”

Everyone gave this evaluation in their hearts.

“Little big brother.”

Just then, a beautiful woman walked over, batting her eyes as she said, “Can you take this little woman inside?”

“Are you talking to me?” Ye Xingchen said.

“That’s right.”

“Boom—”

Catching her off guard, a cold fist directly struck the woman’s abdomen. Her entire body flew explosively backward, then fell inverted against a distant wall with disheveled hair.

“Remember.”

Ye Xingchen withdrew his fist and said, “Don’t bother me.”

If Jun Changxiao’s previous behavior was called being a steel straight man, Ah Niu’s current behavior could be called being a steel beast.

“Too ruthless!”

Various martial artists began discussing in low voices, their gazes showing wariness.

In the high martial world, women also belonged to a vulnerable group. To attack so viciously—he would definitely be even more brutal toward men. Must not provoke him!

“You…”

That woman clutched her stomach in pain: “You… just you wait!”

“Roar!”

“Roar!”

Just then, roars came from the mountain, sounding like ox bellows.

“We can go in now!”

“Let’s go!”

Various martial artists surged in as groups.

As a third-class forbidden land, Bull Demon Mountain was different from other places. Only when the bull demon beasts inside appeared would everyone’s interest be piqued—otherwise, they normally couldn’t be bothered to enter.

Why?

Because the mountain had no heavenly treasures or earthly treasures. The greatest wealth was the bull demons—their fur, flesh, and bones could be sold for a good price, especially the crystal cores which could be used in defensive equipment forging.

In the past, when everyone went to forbidden lands, they would describe it as “exploring,” because the resources inside needed to be carefully searched for.

Martial artists going to Bull Demon Mountain, however, described it as “hunting,” because the more you killed here, the more resources you obtained.

“Swish!”

Ye Xingchen walked in.

Other martial artists were all in groups, with at least five people. But he went in alone.

“Detestable fellow…” The pretty woman who had been punched gritted her teeth: “This grudge, this old woman will definitely repay sooner or later!”

With that, she turned to leave.

“Oh?”

Just then, a group of martial artists came from the distance. The bald middle-aged man in the lead grinned and said, “Isn’t this Sister Wei? How did you get injured?”

“Brother Biao!”

The pretty woman’s eyes lit up.

She was just worrying about how to take revenge on that guy, and immediately ran into an old acquaintance!

…

Bull Demon Mountain.

A fairly sizable mountain forest where hoof prints in sunken impressions could be seen everywhere—from their shape, they were clearly hooves.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Demonic beasts resembling yaks charged in groups, smashing down thick trees and shattering boulders into fragments.

“Block them!”

“Don’t let them escape!”

“Quick quick quick!”

The various martial artists who entered successively had already begun their busy work.

Some were herding the ox groups, some were setting up traps. Very soon, bull demon beasts were either isolated or netted, becoming prey awaiting slaughter.

Ye Xingchen, passing through the vicinity, paid no attention.

These bull demon beasts’ strength wasn’t strong—most were at the Sky-Breaking Realm level. Since he needed to train, he naturally had to go deeper to challenge higher-level ones.

Of course.

Though he possessed azure ox bloodline, it didn’t mean he was truly an ox. He was actually just scientifically inheriting a certain bloodline, and still belonged to humanity. He wouldn’t feel sorrow or anger over the death of bull demon beasts.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Just as he was about to leave this area and step into a deeper region, dozens of martial artists wearing unified clothing suddenly charged from behind.

Ah Niu was surrounded!

“Hm?”

Various wandering cultivators who were hunting all turned to look. From those people’s clothing, they instantly determined this was the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group that operated in the vicinity. The group leader was named Zhang Debiao, known in the martial world as Brother Biao.

“Look!”

“There’s also Sister Wei!”

“I heard this woman had intimate relations with Zhang Debiao. This time she’s probably here to avenge being beaten earlier.”

Everyone looked at Ye Xingchen with sympathetic gazes.

Having provoked a malicious woman, wanting to leave Bull Demon Mountain would probably be difficult now.

Which wandering cultivator operating in this area didn’t know that Sister Wei was skilled at using her beauty to obtain desired resources and connections? Provoking her was equivalent to provoking a King of Hell.

“Detestable fellow!”

Sister Wei glared furiously: “Daring to hit this old woman—you must die here today!”

Zhang Debiao stopped in front of Ye Xingchen, tilted his head to size him up, then spat out the grass he was chewing and said, “Kid, what kind of skill is hitting women?”

“Come come.”

He brought his face close: “If you’ve got the guts, hit me.”

“Smack!”

Ye Xingchen swung his hand.

In slow motion, Zhang Debiao’s face tilted to the side, teeth and fresh blood flew out, and he slowly floated away.

Stretching out his face for someone to hit—even Jun Changxiao had never seen such a strange request.

“Thud!”

Zhang Debiao landed and slid more than ten zhang, his head directly hitting a rock, with a clear five-finger palm print on his face.

The dozens of subordinates first froze for several seconds. After realizing their boss had truly been beaten, they all infused power into their weapons and slashed chaotically.

“A bunch of trash.”

True Spirit power surged from Ye Xingchen’s two hands, directly forming a visible net that enveloped all the charging mercenary group martial artists. He said coldly, “Die!”

“Four rotations!”

“This guy is at four rotations!”

Various distant martial artists cried out in shock.

As they spoke, the domineering True Spirit power had already completely controlled the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group members, forcing them to stand stupidly in place, only able to meet… death with fearful gazes.

“No!”

“Slash!”

“Slash!”

The True Spirit power transformed into sharp swords, ruthlessly and mercilessly harvesting heads.

Sister Wei was scared silly, frightened into sitting on the ground. And this sitting was destined to never stand again, because Ye Xingchen turned around, his profile showing hawk-like vigilance and wolf-like vision.

Killing intent ran rampant, cold-blooded and merciless!

“Don’t… don’t kill me…”

“Slash!”

True Spirit power transformed into a spear, directly piercing through her chest.

The System said, “Truly worthy of being the cold and ruthless Night Emperor. In dealing with women, he still won’t show mercy. I’m impressed!”

Jianghu Zaijian roared, “Stop popping out to criticize disciples!”

“Swish!”

Zhang Debiao couldn’t care about his subordinates and fled at maximum speed.

“Slash!”

However, just after running a short distance, a seven-colored flowing light burst from behind, directly piercing through the back of his head. His body slowly stopped, and before his thinking ceased, he calculated how many lines he had spoken from appearance to receiving the lunch box.

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