Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Seventy-Four: Green Thorn

Since someone is willing to come to us voluntarily, let's begin the live experiment.

Following the incantation left by the cauldron spirit, Xiao Chong concentrated his mind, gathered the mental power in his body to his brow, and imagined it forming a beam that he would stab fiercely at the one-eyed dragon's head.

The one-eyed man remained motionless and showed no reaction whatsoever.

Was the intensity insufficient? Or was the power too weak? Unable to see the desired effect, Xiao Chong was not discouraged and mustered his mental strength to stab again.

The one-eyed man remained motionless, like a lifeless corpse.

The road to success is inevitably filled with obstacles and setbacks; otherwise, why would one willingly be called the son of failure? Xiao Chong channeled his inner energy, launching attack on the one-eyed dragon time and time again.

Yin Changkong and the others stared wide-eyed at Xiao Chong's actions, completely mesmerized and bewildered.

He's already passed out. You can kill him, torture him, or even slit his anus—it's all up to you, isn't it? Why are you staring at him like that, gritting your teeth and glaring? Is there something on his face?

Yin Changkong was the first to be unable to stand it, so he turned around and went back to his room, pulling Yin Feng along with him as he left.

"Follow good people and you'll become good; follow witch doctors and you'll learn shamanistic rituals"—this is the wisdom passed down from our elders. I hope my young son won't be led astray.

Xiao Chong was completely unaware that Yin Changkong had categorized him as a witch or shaman, and he was trying hard to find out why his magic was not working.

After a long while, the words the spirit of the cauldron uttered as it fled gave him great inspiration.

Yes, since gathering thoughts into a bundle doesn't work, let's gather them into a needle. In my past life, didn't people often perform tricks on TV, like flying needles piercing glass?

As a college student, Xiao Chong could easily understand the underlying principle. With enough speed and pressure, anyone could become a master of flying needles after special training.

Xiao Chong compressed all his mental energy into a single point and suddenly released it towards the one-eyed dragon's forehead.

Success! Although he couldn't see it, Xiao Chong could feel that his mental power was like an invisible needle, piercing the one-eyed dragon's brain.

"what!"

One-Eyed Dragon screamed and woke up from his coma, clutching his head with both hands, his body curled up in pain.

Xiao Chong continued the conversation they had before the other person fainted, chuckling as he said, "Tell me, are you going to give it to me or not?"

"Give...give what?" The one-eyed dragon had just woken up and was still not quite clear-headed. He looked at Xiao Chong blankly and asked.

"Are you faking dementia?" Xiao Chong roared, "Of course it's compensation, a thousand li of gold per person!"

Oh, yes, that's true, but I didn't agree to it. The one-eyed man panicked and fainted again.

Still playing dead? Hmph, you have no choice! With a thought, Xiao Chong plunged another needle into the one-eyed dragon's brain.

The one-eyed man let out a weak groan and woke up again.

Seeing the remarkable effect of this injection, Xiao Chong was extremely pleased.

We need to give this move a catchy name. But what should we call it? "The Crane Needle"? No, that's too common. How about something simpler, like "Embroidery Needle"? No, that doesn't work either; it reminds people of Dongfang Bubai (the invincible female villain in Chinese mythology).

Let's call him "Green Thorn" then; it sounds similar to blue and white porcelain. After choosing a name, Xiao Chong swung his fists, raining blows on the large bump on the one-eyed man's forehead.

However, this time he couldn't let the opponent play dead. Xiao Chong concentrated and activated [Green Thorn] at the same time, stabbing straight at the one-eyed dragon's brow between his fists.

That's too violent! Why does it always hit the same spot? The immense pain was unbearable for the one-eyed man, and he felt like he was about to faint.

However, the effect of [Blue Thorn] was too powerful. Every time he was about to faint, it could always pull the one-eyed dragon back to reality.

"No...don't..." After an incense stick's time, the one-eyed dragon let out a soul-stirring panting sound.

"Hmm, saying no with your mouth but your body is very honest! Keep going..." Xiao Chong's punches and kicks became even more enthusiastic, a rhythm that couldn't be stopped.

"Why... is it so hard to die...?" The one-eyed man's eyes began to glaze over, and his hands and feet trembled as he moved with Xiao Chong's fists, looking quite rhythmic.

Xiao Chong recalled some unscrupulous novels he had read in his previous life and smiled mysteriously, "Because your body is too sensitive, it has long since betrayed your will and sold your soul."

The one-eyed man's brain had suffered a severe concussion and was almost completely dazed; he couldn't understand Xiao Chong's words at all.

All he knew was that if he continued fighting like this, he wouldn't die, but he wouldn't survive either; he was destined to become an incapacitated idiot, which was more despairing than death.

In the face of danger, the will to survive overwhelmed him somewhat, and the one-eyed man weakly said, "Stop hitting me, I'll pay you back."

Seeing Xiao Chong stop, the one-eyed man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "But the amount is just too large. I'd like to compensate, but I'm powerless to do so. Could you reduce the amount?"

Actually, whether you have a lot of money or a little isn't that important. The key is attitude. I'm not a vicious person; I'm still kind at heart.

"Since you're so honest, I'll give you a discount. I'll round it down to one million, cash or Yuan Power Points, it's fine," Xiao Chong said, releasing the one-eyed dragon's hair.

"make a deal!"

One-Eyed Dragon slowly moved to his fallen brothers, struggling to find the scarred man, and said, "You, go back and get a thousand Yuan Power Cards, and give them to this hero."

The scarred man's face twitched in surprise. "But Tiger, we really don't have that much money!"

The one-eyed man kicked the scarred man and roared, "I don't care! Even if I have to sell everything I own, even your wife, I'll get this money for you!"

Why not sell your wife? Your wife is beautiful and charming; she's the perfect candidate to fetch a good price!

The scarred man wanted to reason with the one-eyed man, but intimidated by the man's power, he dared not speak and could only limp back to raise the money.

As noon approached, Xiao Chong and the others were growing increasingly anxious when the scarred man finally returned, panting heavily, followed by several large carts. The carts were loaded with all sorts of supplies, and most surprisingly, one large, uncut Yuan Stone was on top of them.

"All the cash has been exchanged for Yuanli cards, but we're still short two hundred points. We really can't raise any more, so we can only use these things to offset the cost." The scarred man looked ashamed for not having completed his boss's instructions.

Xiao Chong snatched the Yuanli Card from the scarred man without ceremony and said with a grin, "I'm an easy person to talk to. These junk items aren't worth 200,000, but they'll do."

What do you mean by junk? Which of these things is broken? Putting everything else aside, that large piece of spirit stone alone is worth almost 200,000 taels of silver.

The one-eyed man wanted to argue, but seeing Xiao Chong's expression, he didn't dare utter a word. After a long moment of frustration, he said to Xiao Chong in a fawning tone, "Hero, may I lead my brothers away now?"

Do you think you can just freeload off me if you don't leave?

Xiao Chong stared at the one-eyed man and smiled meaningfully, "That's natural. Now that our grudges are settled, Tiger can leave at any time. But before you leave, I have something to say from the bottom of my heart that I have to get off my chest."

"Hero, please speak, I'm all ears!" The one-eyed man touched the bump on his head and replied with lingering fear.

Xiao Chong smiled broadly, like a fox who had just stolen a chicken, and said gently, "Actually, I hit it off with Tiger Master at first sight. You could say we became friends after a fight. If you have some free time in the future, please come over for a chat. We can talk about life, ideals, and so on. Of course, it would be best if you brought your brothers along."

You've got a bloody tongue! You've already bankrupted me after just one visit. If you come a few more times, you'll suck me dry!

One-Eyed Dragon's lips twitched involuntarily, but he dared not offend Xiao Chong, so he forced out a smile that was more like a grimace, and said, "Certainly, certainly. It is my great fortune to have met such a young hero."

"Then it's settled, go ahead." Xiao Chong patted the one-eyed man on the shoulder, feigning mutual respect.

Finally able to escape the tiger's den, One-Eyed Dragon's face was covered with tears of happiness. He turned around and called to his brothers, and they helped each other away.

The fat man was completely dumbfounded!

Life is full of ups and downs, and happiness always comes too quickly. The robber ends up being robbed himself, and the thief who steals from others is then forced to become sworn brothers with them—this completely shatters his understanding of the world!

Seeing the fat man standing there in a daze, Xiao Chong tugged at the fat on his face and asked smugly, "Brother, have you figured anything out yet?"

"I think you might have a brighter future if you switched to opera," the fat man said after hesitating for a long time.

"Go, find someone to unload the car." Xiao Chong was exasperated by the fat man's honesty and pointed to the main road. "Remember to put that Yuan Stone in my room. I want to use it to make a stool."

"Why?" the fat man asked, looking bewildered.

"You're so ignorant!" Xiao Chong said irritably as he returned to his room, turning his head back. "It'll absorb faster this way."

Saying you're ignorant? Then how about we make a pointed edge on the stool? That way, it will have closer contact with the body, and absorption will be faster.

The fat man's confidence was shaken. After a moment of wicked imagining things, he ordered his men to start unloading the truck.

As the contents of the truck were being unloaded and piled up on the ground, the fat man was about to direct people to move them to the warehouse when he saw Situ Mingyue walking over.

"Xiao Fei, how come you bought so much stuff as soon as you arrived in the south? That's quite a purchase," Situ Mingyue said with a smile.

Although my name is Xiao Fei, you're just a little girl, shouldn't you at least call me Brother Fei? Little Fei, come on, let's compare and see where I'm younger than you?

The fat man shook the fat on his chest and waved it defiantly at Situ Mingyue, determined to regain the confidence he had just lost from her.

"Hmm? Is he trying to compete with me in our strengths?" Situ Mingyue puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips, meeting the fat man's gaze without backing down, her aura incredibly powerful.

Okay, it seems you're right, I really am Xiao Fei. A moment later, the fat man couldn't withstand the pressure and finally gave in.