The Legend of the Demon Hunter

"After my father left, my mother and I depended on each other. We could have continued to live an ordinary life, but the disaster caused too much damage to the village, and rumors began to spread in the village that I was a disaster. At first, such voices were very small, and my mother endured it silently, but as time went on, almost all the villagers began to exclude us, so when I was three years old, my mother took me and moved out of the village." Ning Zhiwan said.

"After moving out of the village, we were lucky enough to be taken in by a wealthy family surnamed Liu, where my mother did some chores. The head of the Liu family was an elderly widower with no children. He was kind and generous, and was highly respected in the local area. Almost all of my childhood memories were spent in the Liu family. But eight years later, when I was eleven years old, a group of bandits suddenly broke into the Liu family. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. The head of the Liu family died in their hands, and they also looted all the Liu family's property. The leader, seeing that my mother had a pretty face, became malicious and wanted to violate her. My mother had a strong personality and refused to obey. After a violent struggle, she was strangled to death by the leader." Ning Zhiwan frowned when she said this. Xiao Zhu could feel the grief and hatred in her eyes. She did not cry, but her words trembled a little.

"I witnessed my mother's death with my own eyes, and experienced the first blood awakening in my life, as well as the first Shura transformation. I was completely unconscious, with only one thing in my mind - 'Kill them all! Kill them all!' After I killed the first person, I developed a strong desire for blood, so I killed frantically until I finally fell in a pool of blood and passed out." When Ning Zhiwan said these words, her forehead was covered with sweat and her face was extremely pale. One can imagine what an unforgettable experience that was for her.

"Ms. Ning, you are not wrong. Those people are unforgivable criminals and deserve to be put to death!" Xiao Zhu comforted her.

"I know, but I didn't expect that the culprit who killed my mother was also a demon hunter. During my Shura transformation, he realized that the situation was not good and fled, abandoning all his subordinates. I killed all the accomplices but failed to catch the culprit! In the following years, I inquired about the origins of that group of bandits and finally learned that they belonged to the northern Huanling Kingdom, a cult organization called the 'Red Lotus'." Sweat beads appeared on Ning Zhiwan's forehead, and Xiao Zhu felt her body trembling slightly.

"Huanling Kingdom? Red Lotus Sect?" Xiao Zhu was stunned. Ever since he heard Yu Han tell him about Huanling Kingdom last time, he hasn't heard any news about Huanling Kingdom. He didn't expect that Ning Zhiwan's life experience was involved in it.

Xiao Zhu took out the female sculpture from the storage bracelet and asked, "Miss Ning, do you recognize this sculpture?"

Ning Zhiwan's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked defensive. She couldn't help but take a step back and asked, "How come you have the statue of the Red Lotus Saint?"

Xiao Zhu waved his hand and told Ning Zhiwan everything that had happened.

After hearing this, Ning Zhiwan let down her guard against Xiao Zhu and said, "I joined Nowan College when I was sixteen. Although I am a demon hunter, I don't have much hatred for demon beasts. I know that the evil of human nature is a hundred times worse than the evil of demon beasts. I must find the culprit who killed my mother and kill him with my own hands!"

Ning Zhiwan finally reached her limit after saying these words that had been buried in her heart for many years. She had used Shura's transformation once when she killed the Falling Star Demon Leopard. She was experiencing a great ups and downs in her emotions before her body recovered. She felt dizzy and fell to the ground. Xiao Zhu was quick to rush forward and supported her.

Xiao Zhu reached out and pinched Ning Zhiwan's wrist to feel her pulse. This made Xiao Zhu's heart chill. Her condition was far worse than Xiao Zhu had imagined. Not only was her pulse so weak that it was almost unnoticeable, but even her spiritual power was gradually dissipating. This was clearly a sign that a person was about to die!

In a hurry, Xiao Zhu hurriedly injected his spiritual power into Ning Zhiwan's body. With this little spiritual power injected, Ning Zhiwan's complexion recovered a little. Xiao Zhu was overjoyed and immediately poured a large amount of his spiritual power into Ning Zhiwan's body. Ning Zhiwan's condition gradually improved with the injection of spiritual power, and his pulse became stronger.

Xiao Zhu didn't have time to be happy for a few minutes. When he stopped infusing her, Ning Zhiwan's spiritual power began to dissipate again, and her condition began to deteriorate rapidly. Xiao Zhu gradually discovered that when he infused her spiritual power, Ning Zhiwan's condition would improve, but once he stopped, her condition would deteriorate rapidly again.

After several rounds, Xiao Zhu had already poured nearly half of his spiritual power into Ning Zhiwan. Although his own spiritual power was strong, the efficiency of spiritual power conversion was extremely low, and less than one-fifth of it could actually be absorbed by Ning Zhiwan. Xiao Zhu realized that this was not a solution after all. Even if he poured all his spiritual power into Ning Zhiwan, he could not save her.

How to do?

Xiao Zhu didn't know what to do for a moment. Even if the two of them were in a desperate situation, he would never want to see Ning Zhiwan die first. At this moment, Xiao Zhu suddenly thought of the scene that day when Ning Zhiwan absorbed the spiritual power of the Falling Star Demon Leopard in the Misty Forest. Her blood Shura could take the spiritual power of the monster for herself! The spiritual power of the flying centipede that fell into the canyon with them not long ago should not have dissipated. Under the same level, the spiritual power of the monster is more than ten times stronger than that of humans.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhu slapped his head and said: There is a way!

Xiao Zhu picked up Ning Zhiwan and walked towards the direction where the two fell. Although it was difficult to walk on the snow, Xiao Zhu ran on the ground at full speed. Soon, the two arrived in front of the flying centipede's corpse. Xiao Zhu placed Ning Zhiwan in front of the flying centipede's huge head, gently shook Ning Zhiwan's delicate body, and said, "Miss Ning, can you still absorb its spiritual power?"

Ning Zhiwan nodded half-consciously, Xiao Zhu supported her delicate body and placed her jade hand on the shell of the flying centipede. At this moment, he clearly felt the spiritual power of the flying centipede pouring into Ning Zhiwan's body.

Xiao Zhu was overjoyed when he saw this! And Ning Zhiwan's body gradually became stronger with the influx of spiritual power.

This Shura bloodline is truly magical. It can even absorb the power of magical beasts and make it its own. No wonder it is ranked as the number one bloodline by the academy.

Half an hour later.

The flying centipede's spiritual power had been completely absorbed, and Ning Zhiwan's face was ruddy at this time, and her condition was even better than when she fell off the cliff. After a moment, Ning Zhiwan opened her eyes, took her jade hand away from the flying centipede's shell, and then turned to look at Xiao Zhu, her eyes full of gratitude, and said softly: "Thank you, Brother Xiao, you saved my life again."

Xiao Zhu looked at Ning Zhiwan's eyes and shook his head, saying, "Miss Ning, you are too polite."

"Call me Wan'er!" After saying this, Ning Zhiwan's beautiful face was flushed with rosy clouds. She immediately added, "My mother has called me this since I was a child."

At this moment, the body of the flying centipede suddenly emitted a bright light. Xiao Zhu and Ning Zhiwan's eyes were attracted by the light at the same time. They saw that the shell on the back of the flying centipede cracked open, and a dull crystal core that had exhausted all its spiritual power flew out of it.

Next to the crystal core, they found the source of the light, which was a pair of dark red palm-sized wings.