Demonic World: I Pay to Win in Cultivation

Du Kang stared blankly at the blue panel in front of him and the reminder to spend 72 days of life.

He also looked at the wolf carcasses under his feet, the muddy official road and the thick fog in the rain.

The way back to the city does not seem to be easy. Surviving in this dangerous world requires strength.

Du Kang gritted his teeth and turned his mind to the [Yes] point on the panel.

The next moment, the Demon Orb shone brightly, flew up from Du Kang's hand and hovered in front of him, spinning rapidly. The six diamond blades hanging on the waist also flew out and floated side by side with the Demon Refining Bead.

Intense blood light flew out from the refining bead, and slowly condensed into six bright red talismans in mid-air. After the talisman book was completed, each of them matched with a blade, but in a short while, six golden and red intertwined sharp blades were formed.

"One-click practice? As long as you are willing to spend your life, the whole practice process can be done with one click?"

Soon Du Kang had no time to care about this, because his hands were raised uncontrollably, and his five fingers stretched out towards the blade.

The six blades also adjusted their angles in the air, inserting them upside down into the three gaps between the four metacarpal bones of the two palms.

The blade was warm, and Du Kang felt as if he was sitting by the stove. The fire warmed his hypothermic body, and Du Kang wanted to fall asleep in this warmth.

When he came back to his senses, everything was over, the blade had disappeared, and the demon refining beads had fallen to the ground.

His body shape didn't change much, and there was a slender stream of air in his body.

Du Kang knew that it was demonic energy, but now that the demonic energy was thin, it could not come out of the body like a wolf demon.

Du Kang raised his arms, he could feel something more in his forearm, and with a thought, in a burst of tingling pain on the face of his fist, each palm stabbed three 6-inch long sharp blades.

At this time, the blade was golden, and there was no bloody talisman at all.

"The so-called buried blade method turned out to be Wolverine?"

Open the panel again with your mind.

[Name]: Du Kang

[Life]: 19 years and 219 days/120 years and 32 days

[Buried Blade Method]: Grade: Grade A

Ability: Claw Blade (first level)

Juli (first weight)

Self-healing (one level)

Advanced condition: Demon-breaking cinnabar three or two or six coins

"It took 72 days to practice the buried blade method, but the total life span has increased by 50 years. If there are no natural and man-made disasters in this life, I can live to 120 without disease and disaster, and I will make a lot of money."

The happy look on Du Kang's face didn't last long, and he thought of the reality he had to face.

After all, this is just a lifespan on paper. In this world, monsters are rampant, natural disasters have been happening for years, and the heroes are divided.

Maybe one day there will be monsters who want to eat you, bandits who want to plot your property, officers and soldiers who want to take away your last rations, or a serious illness that may kill you.

How many mortals can live to the end of their lives.

If given a choice, he would rather return to the original world.

Although there are 996 hours of overtime work, at least the productivity is abundant, there is no shortage of food and clothing, and the average life expectancy can reach 80 years old. The 80s are real.

Du Kang shook his head, let himself recover from the memory of his previous life, and began to test the ability of the buried blade method.

Standing in front of the poplar tree that saved his life, he thrust his sharp claws toward the tree trunk, only to see that the six-inch-long blade was easily submerged into the tree trunk, and then he pulled it out. The sharp blade was dry and bright, with a trace of poplar sap Also not sticky.

Du Kang retracted the sharp blade into his body, and the wound on the face of his fist wriggled and healed quickly, but within a few breaths he was completely back to normal.

He punched the poplar tree again, with a sound of impact, half of Du Kang's fist sank deeply into the tree.

The sharp blade buried in the body is like a diamond weapon that is carried around, and its healing and strength are also excellent. This is a spell. No wonder those monks have such a high status. This is a power beyond human beings.

Fortunately, the golden finger can be cultivated with one click, otherwise I may not be able to cultivate spells even if I have only the cultivation methods and materials.

Du Kang couldn't draw the talisman of the buried blade method by himself.

To draw a talisman, the person who draws the talisman needs to be in harmony with the spirit to draw a qualified talisman.

Novices often need a lot of drawing to be able to succeed once, and each time they need to consume a part of wolf fairy blood. No one can pay such a high price, so most first-time practitioners hire someone to draw on their behalf.

Not to mention the claw blade implantation surgery behind the buried blade method, which cannot be performed by one person.

After the claw blade is buried in the arm, the spell still has a certain chance of failure. In the later stage, it needs a lot of medicinal materials to warm up. It takes 72 days of life to repair it with one click, which is really profitable.

Moreover, it was also recorded in the sheepskin that practicing the buried blade technique might make monks aggressive, cruel and cold-blooded. Now Du Kang didn't feel this way, and he didn't know if Goldfinger was also immune to the side effects of the spell.

Du Kang drew out his dagger and slashed lightly on his arm, a stream of blood flowed out immediately, and the muscles and skin on both sides of the wound slowly wriggled and began to heal.

But this time the recovery was significantly slower, and Du Kang took advantage of the gap in recovery to start disposing of the wolf demon's body.

Putting away the demon refining beads on the ground first, Du Kang carried the mummy of the wolf demon into the woods.

After the wolf demon was sucked into a mummy by the refining demon beads, his weight became much lighter. In addition, Du Kang has now mastered the knife-burying technique, so it is not difficult to carry a mummy with great support.

After walking a few hundred meters in the woods among dead branches and leaves, I heard the sound of rushing river water.

Sure enough, after advancing for a while, a small river appeared in front of him. Du Kang threw the wolf carcass into the water and watched the mummy floating on the river and slowly flowing downstream.

The upstream of this river flows through Yangchun County, which is already downstream, and the wolf carcasses will only get farther and farther away from the county if they go down the river.

When Du Kang returned to the battlefield, the wound on his arm had just healed, and it took a full cup of tea to heal the inch-long wound.

"The rapid healing of the skin on the face of the fist seems to be a special case, and the recovery of other parts is not fast."

This kind of healing speed seems to be useless in the ever-changing battle. Once seriously injured, he will still lose his combat effectiveness and be slaughtered.

But if it is used to heal injuries, it is very good. It takes a hundred days for others to heal their muscles and bones, but I can recover in one day. It is already a magic skill.

"Besides, self-healing is still at the first stage, and there is still room for improvement in the future. This buried blade method is still very good."

Looking around the battlefield, human corpses and horse corpses piled up, a cruel scene, but Du Kang was no longer the uneasy one who had just crossed.

...

"Brothers, although you are just friends of the former Du Kang, you were born human, and you died to kill monsters. I will definitely not let your corpses be exposed in the wilderness. I will ask someone to collect your corpses."

Changed into a leather armor, with a magic crossbow on his back, a crossbow quiver on his waist, and a two-handed long knife in his hand, Du Kang bowed to the corpses and strode into the dense fog.

When the demon extermination team set off early in the morning, the sky was still sunny, and they encountered several teams on the road.

After the heavy rain came, the official road was difficult to walk, and the swordsmen all proposed to take shelter from the rain. It was Hong Sihai who added money on the grounds that it was urgent to kill the monsters because the traces of the monsters were uncertain, so the swordsmen rushed on the road in the rain.

That's why, from when the team was attacked to when Du Kang left the battlefield, no one passed the official road for more than an hour.

Du Kang was walking on the muddy official road, surrounded by dense fog, his visibility was less than ten meters, and the only sound in his ears was the rustling of raindrops falling on the forest.

A sense of loneliness and horror began to surge in my heart at the same time, and the road under my feet seemed endlessly long.

His intuition reminded him that there seemed to be something peeping in the thick fog.

Du Kang couldn't tell whether it was his own illusion, he could only stretch out his sharp blade to guard against the possible attacks of wild beasts and monsters, and hurried on his way.

"Help, is there anyone?"

"Who can help me……"

Suddenly, a woman's cry for help came from the thick fog in the distance. This voice broke the strange sense of horror. Du Kang retracted his sharp blade and walked forward quickly.

Soon, a fallen figure was seen beside the mountain road ahead.

When Du Kang got closer, he realized that this was a plump young woman with a bun on her head, and her body was wrapped in wet clothes, which was very attractive. At this time, she was lying on a dead body and weeping bitterly.

"Madam, what happened?"

"My husband and I went back to my natal home to visit relatives. It started to rain on the way. While hiding under a tree, I ran into bandits. They not only robbed money and sex, but also killed my husband. Would you like to help me, son?"

The woman looked at Du Kang with tears in her pretty face.

Seeing that she was still sitting in the muddy water, Du Kang wanted to help her up first, but as soon as he grabbed the woman's arm, she collapsed into Du Kang's arms exhausted.

"Young master, I have no strength, can you hold me... ah..."

I saw that the sharp blade of Du Kang's right hand pierced deeply into the woman's lower abdomen, and the sharp blade of his left hand also pierced the young woman's back from the front of the chest.

"Do not."

The woman struggled to leave Du Kang's arms, but the sharp knife in her body held her firmly, and the struggle could only widen the wound on her body.

In the severe pain, the young woman's originally handsome face distorted into a cloud of mist and collapsed, revealing a jackal face covered with brown-red hair, and her entire body shrank into a small jackal body.

After being transformed into a prototype, the jackal's mouth could no longer make a human voice, and its body gradually became limp amid short screams.

after a long time...

Guessing that the jackal was dead, Du Kang pulled out the sharp blade in his right hand, retracted two of them, and only one of them sliced ​​towards the jackal's neck.

The hand raised the knife and dropped it, and the jackal's head fell to the ground.

It may also be because of his death, there is not much blood sprayed from his neck.

Du Kang felt relieved when he saw that the jackal's head was different. The vitality of monsters is extremely strong, and some monsters are very good at pretending to be dead, so it's better to be cautious.

He hurriedly took out the refining bead and stuffed it into its body, letting it refine the demon blood. After practicing the buried blade method, the blood of the wolf fairy has been consumed, and the refining bead can be used again.

In a burst of familiar blood, the jackal also turned into a mummy.

"Your tricks are so ordinary, and your husband is still my colleague. If Lao Yao knows that he can have such a beautiful daughter-in-law after his death, he can die in peace."

At this time, with the disappearance of the illusion, the knife wounds on the corpse changed back to bite wounds. This corpse was the swordsman who was killed by the wolf demon on the way to escape, and was used by the jackal monster to deceive Du Kang.

Taking back the refining bead, repeating the old trick, throwing the jackal's corpse into the river, Du Kang set off again.

Walking on the road at this time, I no longer have the original sense of peeping. I think it is the jackal who has been spying on the road.

At the beginning, there were dense forests on both sides of the road. As the footsteps accelerated, scattered farmland appeared one after another on the roadside as it got closer to the county town.

When more and more farmlands are on the roadside, the road under our feet is also getting better and better, from a muddy road to a gravel road.

When the city wall of the county can be faintly seen through the thick fog, the foot has turned into a bluestone road.

Standing under the five-foot-high city wall, seeing the fire on the tower and the patrolling soldiers, Du Kang felt very cordial.

"Who's down here?" At this moment, a voice shouted from the city wall.

"Du Kang, the swordsman of the Bloody Clothes Club, went out to hunt monsters with the team this morning, and now he is returning to the city, is Captain Zhao there? I even said hello to Captain Zhao when I left the city today."

There was a burst of head shaking on the city wall, and a fat head popped out after a while. It was Zhao Yingwu, the captain of the east gate guard today.

"Du Kang, a dozen of you went out of the city today, why did you come back alone?"

"Captain Zhao, I was only a dozen miles out of the city, and I was attacked by a wolf demon before I reached Langya Mountain. I was the only one who ran back."

After shouting this sentence, there was a long silence on the top of the city, and it took a long time to reply.

"The city gate will not be opened in foggy weather, you can come up on a hanging basket." As soon as the words fell, a hanging basket on the city wall slowly lowered.

Du Kang didn't think too much, and just sat in. The city gates are not opened on foggy days because they are afraid of monsters sneaking into the city. Some little monsters' magic transformation and invisibility skills will be strengthened in foggy days, and it is easy to sneak into the city with the flow of people.

The hanging basket is a measure for people to enter the city after the city gate is closed. As for whether there will be a big monster that perfectly changes its human form, it is even more impossible to change into a human form and enter the city on a hanging basket. Whether the big monster flies directly into the city, It is still very simple to kill this group of soldiers, and there is no need to be so troublesome to enter the city.

Therefore, Du Kang is not worried about how rigorous inspections he faces.

Amidst the squeaking sound of the winch turning, the hanging basket was raised from the ground to the top of the city wall. Before the Dukang people climbed out of the basket, they quickly grabbed Zhao Yingwu's big hand.

"Captain Zhao, it's too miserable. Seventeen people were killed by the wolf demon just a dozen miles out of the city. I ran back alone."

"Brother Du, please be sorry, I have already sent someone to notify you of the Blood Clothes Society, your people will not die in vain."

Zhao Yingwu couldn't help showing a bit of grief on his fat face. He pulled Du Kang up to the city wall, then quietly withdrew his hand, and put the few pieces of silver that Du Kang handed over into his arms.

Although Zhao Yingwu took the money, the grief was somewhat real.

There are many monsters in this world, and every time there is a monster disaster and the government is understaffed, they have to pay for help from folk forces like the Bloody Clothes Society. Most of the swordsmen who died today were acquainted with Zhao Yingwu.

The money collected was the hard work of the city defense team for pulling Du Kang up. Pulling an adult up a five-foot-high city wall in a foggy day was hard work, and he was just earning extra money for drinks for his brothers.

"Come into the main building to enjoy the fire, you have worked hard to come back in the rain." After Zhao Yingwu finished speaking, he dragged Dukang into the main building.

Then Zhao Yingwu took the initiative to chat about the deeds of killing the tiger demon with Xue Yihui last year, and both of them seemed to be very embarrassed.

Zhao Yingwu didn't inquire about today's wolf demon in detail, because it might involve the struggle of forces in the city, and Zhao Yingwu didn't want to know too much.

In this world, not only demons kill people, but people also kill people, and even more.

Similarly, Zhao Yingwu couldn't just let Du Kang into the city like this. A group of 18 people set out to hunt monsters, and only Du Kang came back unscathed and claimed that he was attacked by wolf monsters.

If it's true, it's okay, but if it's a lie, if Du Kang is put into the city and disappears or is killed, he can't explain it to the Bloody Clothes Society.

In this world where the imperial court is weak, the local government is much stronger than these local tyrants.

Both sides had a tacit understanding, only drank some rice wine, ate some side dishes, and chatted about the past, and before they knew it, it was almost dusk, and at this time people from the Bloody Clothes Society also came.

Only one person came from the Bloody Clothes Society. The person who came was thin and thin, wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat. Under the bamboo hat was an old face full of dimples. Du Kang recognized him.

The Bloody Clothes Society was formed by a joint venture of three forces in Yangchun County more than ten years ago. The armed forces of the three leaders are independent, and the swordsmen who left the city today are all from the old eight.

Lao Ba stood outside the city tower and didn't come in, apparently waiting for him, so Du Kang said goodbye to Zhao Yingwu.

Wearing the bamboo hat and coir raincoat borrowed from Zhao Yingwu, Du Kang followed Lao Ba down the city wall.

Walking on the street with few pedestrians, when he was about to reach the Bloody Clothes Society's residence, he heard Lao Ba's hoarse voice sounding in front of him.

"Hong Sihai is dead, but you have mastered the buried blade technique."