ragginovel Chapter 61 Facial Sores
Chapter 61 Facial Sores
Zhou Qiuyuan felt mentally exhausted and somewhat dazed.
What is this thing?
Could it be a demon or evil spirit?
Zhou Qiuyuan decisively withdrew and retreated, his lungs surging with Yang Thunder Qi, bursting out with a roar like thunder.
The evil sound is deafening!
The thunderous sound drowned out the eerie laughter emanating from the human faces on the zebu's body. The faces became listless and quickly shrank back into their fleshy growths as if electrocuted.
The zebu was unaffected and charged straight at them.
Zhou Qiuyuan had just recovered from his physical abnormality and narrowly escaped danger.
Purple energy surged from his nostrils again, replenishing the excess lightning spiritual power he had consumed.
Without the help of the smiling calf, dealing with the mindless charging calf bulls is much simpler.
Zhou Qiuyuan used his Lightning Shadow technique to control his position and easily dodge each collision.
The zebu became a target, and Zhou Qiuyuan unleashed all the skills he had learned, including the Thunderous Five Slashes.
The destructive power of the lightning flash surpassed that of the thunderbolt slash, yet it still couldn't pierce the cowhide.
The lightning spike is best suited for breaking through defenses. The purple spikes lived up to expectations, barely piercing through the cowhide and leaving a deep, bloody gash.
The Thunderous Slash blinded the tumb-headed bull, and the Gathering Lightning drew the target into a "magnet," while the Thunderous Slash struck the bull's body one after another.
The battle lasted for nearly 35 minutes. The zebu was covered in bloodstains, and had a stab wound through its neck that pierced its airway.
It swayed and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Zhou Qiuyuan began to breathe heavily, feeling discomfort in his lungs.
Combat is different from cultivating secret techniques; it requires high-intensity breathing of thunderous spiritual energy, and strenuous exercise is a great test for the Yang Thunder Lungs.
He took a deep breath, gathering a wisp of Yang Lei Qi in his lungs, before walking to the side of the tumb-headed ox's carcass.
How much is this thing worth?
The meat of exotic animals is expensive; this cow weighs at least a thousand pounds, and even after deboning and butchering it, one can make a fortune.
Zhou Qiuyuan gathered his lightning spiritual power into the lightning bone, and with that, he managed to drag the tumorous bull away.
However, it would take a lot of time to drag something this big back, and a large portion of the beast's meat would be wasted.
Why bother with the unnecessary steps of dreaming about the future?
The purpose of coming to the outskirts of the city was to gain practical experience and hone his skills. Although this zebu was good, it was not a good opportunity for Zhou Qiuyuan, who was not short of money at the moment.
Zhou Qiuyuan focused his attention on the tumors, and the sudden smile that appeared on their faces shocked him greatly.
He raised his deadly dagger and plunged it into the tumor. A gush of black, foul blood erupted, accompanied by a chilling scream. A small amount of foul blood splattered onto the back of his hand.
Zhou Qiuyuan controlled the lightning spiritual power to gather in his right palm, and cut off a corner of his clothes to wipe away the bloodstains. In order to prevent accidents, the yang lightning energy accumulated in his lungs turned into the Zhenxie sound, which shook all directions.
He carefully examined the back of his hand but found nothing unusual, and it was a false alarm.
Is this thing still alive?
It seems to exist independently of the zebu, as if... a parasitic relationship.
Zhou Qiuyuan had previously lived at the bottom of Black Swamp City and had not been a body cultivator for long, so he had very little experience.
He glanced at the carcass of the zebu on the ground and suspected that it was related to evil spirits and was probably not some kind of edible beast meat.
While accumulating lightning spiritual power, Zhou Qiuyuan continued to venture deeper into the wilderness.
Before long, they encountered several flying beasts, resembling eagles and falcons. They circled above Zhou Qiuyuan's head for a moment before flapping their wings and flying away.
They traveled more than thirty miles further without encountering any strange beasts or evil spirits.
This was a huge departure from the expectation that the area outside the city was teeming with strange beasts and evil spirits.
Next time, we can consider going to the East Gate and heading to the Blackwater Swamp.
This place is named Black Swamp City, not Blackwater City, because its origin is the Blackwater Swamp.
The Blackwater Swamp is home to rare and precious medicinal herbs, as well as a large number of demonic beasts, making it extremely dangerous. Cultivators who venture into it often perish.
Most of the legendary adventures in folklore are related to the Blackwater Swamp.
This trip was to hone his skills; the opportunity to cultivate immortality was secondary. Zhou Qiuyuan chose the relatively safe West Gate.
It's time to go back!
Zhou Qiuyuan glanced at the setting sun in the west. If he went back too late, he might be locked out of the city gate. Without hesitation, he turned back the way he came.
Passing by the place where the zebu died, we were shocked to find that its body had vanished without a trace, and not even its bones remained.
When a strange beast eats something, it will leave behind bones; it's impossible for the skin and bones to remain.
It's likely that scavengers outside the city found the carcass of the zebu and, taking it as a divine gift, brought it back with them.
Sure enough, there were deep footprints on the ground. He followed the footprints for more than ten miles and found the remnants of a campfire and a few animal bones that he had not taken with him.
Those burdened with heavy loads can hardly compare to those traveling light. Zhou Qiuyuan had not gone far when he discovered a dozen people struggling to carry beef twigs forward.
"This road is mine. If you want to pass, leave your toll!" The two body cultivators arrived earlier than Zhou Qiuyuan. They greedily eyed the pieces of strange beast meat that the scavenger was carrying.
I thought I would come up empty-handed from hunting strange beasts, but on the way back I saw a group of scavengers who had obtained meat from the strange beasts. It was like a windfall.
Without hesitation, the two took on the role of highway robbers, hoping to make a windfall.
"Something's not right, these are zebu cattle and laughing sores!"
"Stay away!"
The two body-refining warriors who were robbing the road approached and then recognized the tumoured bull. What was even more horrifying was that the scavenger had several small fleshy sores on his body.
A smiling face could be vaguely seen on the sore, which was extremely eerie.
Zhou Qiuyuan's expression changed slightly. He subconsciously looked at the back of his hand, but found nothing unusual. Still worried, he began to check around.
Before long, he found three small fleshy growths on his back, which, upon closer inspection, resembled human faces.
After accidentally getting his hands dirty with the blood from the tumor, Zhou Qiuyuan wiped it off and even used the Evil-Suppressing Sound to eliminate any potential problems. As a precaution, he didn't even carry the tumor meat with him.
I didn't expect to get infected anyway...
A ruthless glint flashed in Zhou Qiuyuan's eyes. Without hesitation, he swung his deadly sword and cut off a fleshy sore.
The sore fell to the ground, continuously oozing black blood. It did not die, but instead emitted a chilling laugh.
The sound seemed contagious, and the other two sores and the human-faced sores on the scavenger's body also emitted eerie laughter.
Upon seeing this, the body-refining warriors who were robbing the road turned pale and ran away.
Zhou Qiuyuan took a deep breath and unleashed a deafening roar.
The sound of thunder echoed in all directions, the laughter of the Laughing Sore came to an abrupt end, and the human face that had appeared on the sore fell silent.
However, they did not disappear; instead, they remained hidden within the flesh and blood.
Without hesitation, Zhou Qiuyuan swung his sword and cut off the other two smiling sores as well. He quickly bandaged his wounds and hurried past the west gate to the south gate.
Once the two body-refining cultivators who were robbing him inform the city guards, he won't even be able to enter Black Swamp City.
The human-faced sores on his body and the evil spirits at night are both major troubles. Beset by internal and external troubles, he will surely die in a muddle outside the city.
Every time Zhou Qiuyuan walked a certain distance, he would unleash a Zhenxie sound to suppress it, but even so, new human-faced sores would sprout in other places.
The sores on the human face are like maggots clinging to the bones; shaking the evil spirits with thunderous sounds and gouging out the flesh can only treat the symptoms, not cure the root cause.