Witch Wind

Chapter 395 Traveling Together (Part 2)

Xing Tianli was familiar with the theories of voodoo, witchcraft, and even many supernatural powers and secret arts of the witch temple, but he lacked practical experience.

After all, he was just lucky to have gained the favor of the ancient bronze sword and received the "Primitive Witchcraft Scripture" and other inheritances from it.

It's like a highly trained surgeon with a vast amount of knowledge and countless published papers, who, on his first attempt at surgery, is tasked with performing major cardiovascular surgery alone.

Oh no, this is definitely going to be a disaster.

Xing Tianli pressed his fingers on Ran Min's wrist pulse, and strands of gentle magical power struggled to travel through Ran Min's body.

Ran Ming is showing signs of being a victim of fantasy. Xing Tianli's meager magical power couldn't even harm a hair on his head—no, even if Xing Tianli used all its strength to attack Ran Min, it would probably only hurt a few hairs on his head!

Ran Min was like a tiger whose egg had been branded with a hot iron. As soon as Xing Tianli's magic moved forward half an inch in his body, his body tensed up suddenly. A terrifying killing intent mixed with a bloody surging out from his muscles shattered Xing Tianli's few strands of magic.

Several times he overreacted, his wrist pulse throbbing violently like a drum, and then with a 'crack', the three fingers of Xing Tianli that were holding his wrist pulse shattered and exploded.

Xing Tianli stared at Ran Min with a deathly pale face, gritted his teeth and said coldly, "If this continues, then you might as well die! How do we get back to the Nine Provinces? I have no idea about the way... Several sages have confused the secrets of heaven and joined forces to set up the Great Reversal Restriction. Those of us who have come out, unless our cultivation is stronger than that of the sages, can forget about going back."

"Well, in this world, let's find the most remote little mountain valley, dig a hole for you, and bury you. That way, you won't have to worry about your grave being dug up and your corpse being whipped after you die. How about that?"

Ran Min's face twitched violently. The words "digging up graves and whipping corpses" clearly triggered many associations in him, and the fierce light in his eyes intensified. However, the convulsive twitching of his body suddenly stopped.

The blood and flesh splattered from Xing Tianli's fingers flew back rapidly, and his injuries were healed in an instant.

Strands of magical power struggled to flow through Ran Min's body. Even though he had tried his best to control his physical body and did not actively obstruct Xing Tianli's magical power probing, his physical body was too sturdy.

Xing Tianli felt that his magical power was like a weak earthworm struggling to crawl through an iron plate. He could even hear a faint hissing sound of a drill bit rubbing against the iron plate.

This is unbelievable, such a sturdy body.

Xing Tianli thought with extreme malice that this guy would be perfect as a shield.

If I can't save this guy, after he dies, I'll restore his internal organs with the essence of the World Mother Tree, and then refine him into a giant yaksha. Heh heh, with that kind of combat power, he should be invincible under the Saint level, right?

Ran Min suddenly said coldly, "You little thief, what bad things are you thinking about? My senses are very sharp. You're so close to me, I could kill you with one punch!"

Xing Tianli was so angry that he cursed loudly: "Is there no justice in this world? I'm healing you, healing you... A patient hitting a doctor, ugh, you murderer, you deserve to be torn to pieces!"

As soon as Xing Tianli started cursing, Ran Min burst into laughter: "That's more like it, that's a bit more manly now... You little Taoist priest, always so polite, just looking at you makes me want to smash your head into a rotten gourd!"

Xing Tianli was so angry that his nose was crooked. He snorted coldly and turned around to give a soft shout.

The three women, whose auras had surged dramatically, were jolted awake. Their heads were buzzing, as if they had been struck hard by the Bell Maiden's giant bell. They jumped to their feet and looked at Ran Min in horror.

As the Holy Maidens painstakingly cultivated by the World Witch Temple in March, the three women, though seemingly unreliable on the surface, naturally possessed their own peculiarities. A glint of witchcraft flashed in their eyes, and Liu Ruan exclaimed in horror, "Good heavens, where did this killing god come from? How many people have you killed? Uh..."

Ran Min looked at the three women, Liu Jing, and his mood inexplicably improved. He laughed and said, "In our homeland of Kyushu, we didn't kill many. A few million? Tens of millions? That's all... But on Tailan Star, we did wipe out a group of people who were my contemporaries..."

Ran Min smacked his lips.

Xing Tianli raised his head and looked coldly at Ran Min. "Heh, you killed a group of hermit cultivators who ascended at the same time as you? Oh ho, you said you left Tyran Star after getting the 'Blood Sea Killing Scripture'. It turns out you weren't playing the 'lone wolf' game, but were afraid of retaliation."

Or, to put it another way, you are a wanted criminal who "committed a crime" and then "fled"!
Ran Min said dryly, "After leaving Tailan, well, I've wandered around for so many years, passing through dozens of chaotic worlds. Some things I couldn't stand, so I slaughtered them. On average, I probably slaughtered about half the population in each world?"

The three women under the banner remained silent.

Xing Tianli lowered his head and used all his strength to grip the man's wrist.

Dozens of worlds?
Good heavens, even if you only slaughtered half of each world, how many lives are that? In some worlds, the species of life are so diverse that intelligent beings might only be the size of a fist? Or even the size of a thumb... Their populations are truly countless... You only slaughtered half...

You seem very proud and self-satisfied.

Xing Tianli waved to the three women, Liu Jing and Li: "Come and see this old man. He is a very famous figure in history. This time we can finally see him in person. Compared to him, well, those emperors on Tailan Star are all lacking. Uh, they are missing a lot of the essence."

"Quickly take a look and see what kind of ferocious beast is inside his body."

Xing Tianli's expression was rather grim. Ran Min's physical body was so formidable, yet it had been easily torn apart and swallowed whole by those ferocious beasts. The strength of these beasts' bodies was unimaginable. If he hadn't been careful and hadn't been able to control them, allowing them to break through Ran Min's body and escape, oh dear, that would have been disastrous.

Therefore, let professionals handle professional matters.

With great difficulty, Xing Tianli's magic, with Ran Min's active cooperation, managed to burrow into Ran Min's body and probe towards his internal organs.

The three women, Liu Jing and Liu Luan, walked over and looked Ran Min up and down. Liu Luan exclaimed in surprise, "This senior is the Martial King Ran Min? Uh, I seem to have seen this name in some incomplete scripture... However, he is not a great figure in the Witch Temple, so the records are incomplete."

Ran Min rolled his big eyes, but didn't say anything.

Liu Xing glanced at Ran Min and sneered, "Such a big guy, such a strong man, are you afraid of pain?"

Ran Min could accept Liu Luan's disdain, saying that he was not a remarkable figure in the history of the Witch Temple—in fact, Ran Min had no idea what the so-called Witch Temple was.

In Ran Min's era, the Witch Temple had long since disappeared into the torrent of history. In the world, even proper Qi Refining cultivators rarely appeared. The mortal world had become an era of mortals clashing with each other using cold weapons and military formations.

Even the Heavenly Court and the Underworld rarely interfere in human affairs, let alone the ancient and revered Witch Temple.

Therefore, Liu Luan looked down on him, and he was too lazy to pay attention to her. He also looked down on Liu Luan—what is your Witch Temple worth?
But Liu Xing said he was afraid of pain?

Nonsence!

Laozi, Ran Min, was afraid of pain?

Ran Min jabbed a finger at Liu Xing's head. Liu Xing couldn't dodge in time, and Xing Tianli didn't have time to react either. Ran Min's finger landed on Liu Xing's forehead with a loud 'smack'. A large patch of hair on Liu Xing's forehead, along with his beautiful bangs, exploded into dust, revealing his smooth, jade-like scalp.

Liu Xing's face stiffened, and gradually, her whole body tensed up. Her pretty face gradually darkened, and a hint of madness flickered in her eyes.

Ran Min laughed wildly, "This little girl, she really speaks rudely, hahaha, look, look, a little bald thief, a little nun... hehe, she's got a bit more to her name than before."

Ran Min proudly raised his head: "I'm not afraid of having my head chopped off, afraid of pain? Heh!"

Liu Xing smiled, even with a touch of allure. She bowed slightly to Ran Min and said softly, "Oh dear, since Senior is not afraid of pain, then, Lord Little Fish, isn't it a waste of your effort to use your magic to probe his body?"

Xing Tianli turned his head and looked at Liu Xing with an innocent expression.

Liu Jing took a swig of his old wine, let out a burp, and said slowly, "Er Heizi is saying that this guy has thick skin and such strong vitality. We can just cut open his belly and see for ourselves. Why bother with all this effort?"

Xing Tianli and Ran Min were both stunned.

Uh, indeed.

That's so stupid.

Ran Min muttered, "That makes sense, but I've never done anything like this before, nor have I ever seen anything like it... Heh, back then, Hua Tuo wanted to split open Cao Cao's skull to cure his headache... Seems to make some sense. Don't even mention disemboweling me, you could chop me into eight pieces and I wouldn't be hurt!" Ran Min glared at Xing Tianli: "You little Taoist priest, your medical skills are terrible. You've gone to so much trouble, and I still have to keep my guard up. Tsk, did you learn your medical skills from your master's wife?"

Xing Tianli's expression also turned ugly. Ran Min's mouth, well, it felt like he was about to pour sulfuric acid into his internal organs!

He chuckled dryly, "I was mistaken, haha. Please, tear open your belly yourself. Of all the people here, I doubt anyone can harm your physical body."

Ran Min waved his hand, shaking off Xing Tianli's hand that was pressing on his wrist. He mumbled a few unpleasant words, then smeared his hands on his belly, which split open to reveal his bright red internal organs.

Similarly, it is an organ that has been gnawed into countless holes.

Ran Min possessed a powerful physical body and unique cultivation techniques. His internal organs had been transformed into a sea of ​​blood, with each organ containing its own space, spanning millions of miles in radius. This space was filled with condensed and refined essence blood that was as solid as a ruby ​​and crystal clear.

Countless centipede-like creatures, only the size of millet grains, yet possessing extremely long segments, with slender segments reaching several feet in length, densely packed like the roots of a banyan tree, clung to Ran Min's internal organs. Countless segments meandered into his smallest blood vessels, frantically plundering his vital essence.

What made Xing Tianli's scalp tingle was that the size of these insects was constantly changing, sometimes large, sometimes small, alternating between real and illusory, unpredictable. In particular, their bodies were constantly changing between seven colors, giving people a strange illusion, like a nightmare.

They were screaming wildly within Ran Min's internal organs, emitting high-pitched, piercing sounds that even made Xing Tianli's eardrums ache. Their limbs convulsed violently, as if countless extremely fine blades were slicing wildly through his internal organs, and they opened their ferocious mouths, tearing at his flesh and blood.

Furthermore, wisps of highly toxic gas continuously spewed from the bodies of these damned insects, seeping into Ran Min's body little by little, staining his internal organs blackish-green and constantly emitting a terrifying stench.

Ran Min's internal organs, his winding intestines, and his vast internal space had become a giant insect nest, with countless strange insects parasitizing his body and constantly devouring his vital energy.

Xing Tianli felt his scalp tingle.

Even though the Primitive Witchcraft Scripture contained countless bizarre Gu poison techniques, he had never actually raised those damned Gu worms... Suddenly seeing such an image inside Ran Min's body, even though he was used to scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he was still made to feel his scalp tingle and goosebumps all over his body, and his trypophobia was punished.

With their bellies cut open and their internal organs exposed to the wind and sunlight, these insects immediately became alert.

They screamed in unison, wildly waving their limbs and tearing at Ran Min's internal organs with their tiny mouthparts. Countless insects even vanished into nothingness, rushing towards Ran Min's head along with his blood energy, invading his soul and tearing at it indiscriminately.

Ran Min was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, cold sweat kept seeping from his forehead, and his face turned deathly pale.

Xing Tianli took two steps back, and Liu Jing and the other two women hurriedly stepped forward, their eyes wide with astonishment as they nodded in praise: "Indeed, it is an extremely rare insect. Alas, it is truly a top-grade product... It is unpredictable and alternates between reality and illusion. Even the bloodthirsty aura of Elder Ran Min could not kill them. In fact, it directly used this bloodthirsty aura as nourishment, greatly increasing its own lethality."

Xing Tianli couldn't help but ask, "Can he be saved? He won't die, will he?"

Ran Min's face twitched violently, and a hint of desire for survival was revealed in his eyes, which were brimming with a deep, piercing light—even though he wasn't afraid of death, who would want to die if they could live?

In particular, he still has so many things he wants to do.

He raised his head and looked towards the far, far horizon—the universe was so vast. He had only witnessed the brilliance of a single drop of water in the boundless ocean. He wanted to take a good look at the scenery of the entire ocean.

Such a yearning for life, such a fragile emotion flashed across his eyes.

Ran Min waved his hands and shouted with great passion, "A true man should die if he wants to, but Xing Tianli, listen up! If you have the chance, help me wash that damned place clean!"

Xing Tianli shook his head and remained silent.

The three women huddled together, muttered a few words in low voices, and then nodded seriously: "It can be cured, of course it can be cured. Although this Gu worm is ferocious, it's not something too strange... Sigh, old man Ran Min, I'm afraid he doesn't know any witchcraft or Gu magic at all?"

"Aside from being extremely ferocious and having incredibly strong vitality, this insect doesn't seem to have any other mysteries. If you know even a little bit about witchcraft, you could easily use a potion to hypnotize it and put it to sleep inside your body... It seems you don't need to suffer so much?"

The three women looked at Ran Min with bright eyes.

Ran Min's face twitched, then twitched again, and then twitched violently: "Hahaha, a real man, a true hero, should wield weapons, roam the world, command golden spears and iron horses, slaughter foreign tribes, and establish unparalleled achievements..."

Liu Jing interrupted his self-praise: "So, you haven't read many books and you don't know anything, right?"

Ran Min shut his mouth, his old face flushing red.

He muttered under his breath, "Back in my day, the world was in chaos, and you couldn't find a single proper cultivator. These flowers, plants, insects, and other such things... cough, that's right, I didn't read many books, so what?"

The three women chuckled and attacked simultaneously.

Several pills turned into wisps of green smoke and entered Ran Min's internal organs. With just this simple action, Ran Min let out a deafening and shrill roar, and countless insects ruthlessly pulled their slender limbs out of his flesh.

In that instant, it was undoubtedly a slow, agonizing death. Ran Min's internal organs were instantly reduced to a pool of blood by the flailing limbs of countless insects. But Ran Min's physical body was incredibly strong, and his vitality was immense. As soon as these insects left his flesh, he took a deep breath, and in one breath, he almost completely absorbed the primordial energy floating in the void from all directions.

The flesh and blood writhed, and strands of crimson lightning rolled and pulsed within the internal organs, instantly regenerating the flesh and blood.

Countless clumps of insects, huddled together, were slowly ejected from Ran Min's massive internal organs by the three women's manipulations, like a dark cloud rolling out.

In the blink of an eye, the persistent worms that had plagued Ran Min's body for countless years were easily expelled.

Ran Min wiped his hands, and the cut-open belly instantly healed.

He took a deep breath, and there was no more discomfort or pain in his body.

Ran Min roared, leaping into the air and spreading his arms wide towards the dozen or so suns clustered together in the void. A terrifying, malevolent aura surged from his body, instantly filling the entire world.

He was breathing heavily, his breaths flowing smoothly and clearly, without any more pain.

He roared with joy, and his blood and qi surged suddenly. With a 'boom,' his aura suddenly rose sharply—the Gu worms in his body were expelled, and his cultivation broke through a bottleneck.

Even Xing Tianli, a 'monster' with immense fortune, extremely high cultivation, and the protection of rare treasures, was still shaken by Ran Min's blood energy. He instinctively took several steps back, almost unable to breathe from the impact.

"Magnificent, Martial King!" Xing Tianli couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration. "Your cultivation level has probably reached the Quasi-Saint realm. How about some flesh and blood?"

Ran Min was in a great mood. He didn't ask Xing Tianli what he wanted his flesh and blood for. He waved his hand generously and cut off a piece of flesh more than a foot long from his own arm and casually threw it to Xing Tianli.

The three women standing nearby were dumbfounded.

His own flesh and blood, flesh and blood carrying the freshest breath of his own family, were just thrown to a great shaman who possessed the most orthodox inheritance of the ancient shaman clan—this guy has completely failed to learn his lesson, isn't he afraid of being ruthlessly schemed against by witchcraft and curses again?
Tsk!
Even if Xing Tianli isn't that kind of person, Ran Min is far too magnanimous!

time flies.

Six months later, Xing Tianli and his group left this world aboard the Tower of Creation. Before leaving, Xing Tianli spent a great deal of effort setting up a defensive array to conceal their presence throughout the world.

This world was merely a stopover on their long journey, nothing more.

Ran Min sat atop the Tower of Creation, head held high, drinking heartily from a wine jar, occasionally slapping his thighs and singing loudly, the sound of his slaps like thunder.

"I think I still remember the way... Go to that damned world and take back my weapon of destiny!"

"Those damned bastards!"

(End of this chapter)