Chapter 489: Chapter 291: Do You Also Possess Extraordinary Wisdom? (Part 2)
He was finally fucking ready to succeed again!
He loved this feeling, the feeling of confidence.
Confident as if he possessed extraordinary wisdom!
Previously, he just hadn’t found the right path; this path was the correct one!
In this intense sensation, he accelerated his blood drowning practice.
The newly generated blood and his originally light green Iron Blood seemed clearly distinct yet filled with vitality.
After that, Zhu Xiaoming practiced day and night.
The Iron Blood Sect’s method for blood drowning was not easy to practice. Firstly, the gender transformation within the consciousness consumed a lot of mental energy; quite a few disciples went crazy at this step.
Yes, the initially aroused hot blood filled them with lewd thoughts, but they didn’t know whether they wanted to fuck men or women.
Really, they couldn’t tell!
They truly couldn’t distinguish if they liked men, women, or hermaphrodites.
Some even felt that there shouldn’t be just two or three genders in the world; what they liked, what they wanted to fuck, might be a gender other than male, female, or hermaphrodite.
But they couldn’t find it, nowhere to vent their hot blood, and trying to gave them a feeling of eating shit, so they went crazy.
The gender transformation in the Sea of Consciousness that aroused bloodlust consumed mental energy, and the method for manipulating Qi-Blood extremely drained physical strength.
After all, when manipulating Qi-Blood, every muscle in the body had to rhythmically move along.
Practicing this way, at most one hour would leave the whole body sore and in pain.
So, in the Iron Blood Sect, men often trampled on each other, making noises to relax their muscles; this was a common scene.
But Zhu Xiaoming practiced day and night, without distinguishing between them.
Even Deep Green disciples practiced only three hours a day before having to rest, needing fellow Medium Green and Light Green disciples to help them relax. But Zhu Xiaoming practiced, sleeping only two hours.
Many people thought this guy was going mad, that continuing this way would definitely lead to sudden death.
But it didn’t.
The more he practiced, the more energetic he became, even radiating an aura of enduring hardship.
Enduring hardship became an enjoyment instead!
"Being a beast of burden is truly satisfying!"
That was Zhu Xiaoming’s most authentic thought.
Li Chun watched this, only finding it miraculous.
And then something even more surprising happened.
That day, Zhu Xiaoming, who originally had little hair, appeared in everyone’s sight with a head of dark green curly hair and emitted a medicinal fragrance all over.
The previously indifferent Medium Green and Heavy Green disciples couldn’t help but sneak up to him and say: "Light Green Senior Brother, you smell so good."
"By the way, what is your name."
"Zhu Xiaoming!" Zhu Xiaoming said seriously.
Seeing a group of Medium Green and Heavy Green disciples so interested in and attentive to him, Zhu Xiaoming felt like he was reclaiming everything he had lost!
Backyard, martial arts arena.
Duan Yun and the Murong brothers, like other disciples, stretched their necks to watch the commotion inside.
Due to the request of Second Master Li Chun, the Inner Sect disciples were having a sparring session.
Logically, someone like Zhu Xiaoming, who was Light Green, could only serve as a punching bag in the Iron Blood Sect’s Inner Sect.
But today, Zhu Xiaoming was using Medium Green disciples as punching bags.
He had already achieved five consecutive victories!
Facing Second Master Li Chun, Zhu Xiaoming was brimming with unprecedented arrogance and said: "Sect Leader, like this, I feel like I can take on ten!"
Li Chun sighed: "Xiaoming, you’re too arrogant."
Zhu Xiaoming shook his head and said: "No, Sect Leader, I only now realize that I might have extraordinary wisdom, a rare talent for Blood Refining!"
Upon hearing him confidently express such a thought, many fellow disciples were displeased.
After all, Light Green was the lowest tier of the Inner Sect; in the past, even licking their boots wouldn’t be deserving of gratitude from them. Now, Zhu Xiaoming was so arrogant, it was intolerable.
But the Murong brothers couldn’t help but look at Duan Yun, questioning: "If we didn’t know better, we’d think you had taken over his mind."
Indeed, today Zhu Xiaoming seemed like a different person.
Clearly so average, no, he’s not so average anymore, and he’s gained unprecedented confidence.
This confidence even had a slight resemblance to Old Demon Duan, who was famous in the rumors.
Observing this, Li Chun burst out angrily: "Everyone shut up! Stop the racket, do you think I’m dead? Everyone, back down now!"
At that moment, the muscles under his clothes seemed about to burst, giving a huge sense of oppression.
"Zhu Xiaoming, come to my room later!"
...
Li Chun’s outburst silenced everyone immediately, and the scene dispersed.
Actually, they didn’t know that Li Chun was ecstatic beneath his angry exterior.
In less than ten days, if even someone as worthless as Zhu Xiaoming could achieve this with the cultivation technique, what would I, a truly rare Blood Refining genius, accomplish?
He called Zhu Xiaoming over, praised him heavily, and asked about his cultivation insights.
Facing Second Master Li Chun, Zhu Xiaoming was like a lover who could never get him yet always longed for him, naturally giving all he had.
The more Li Chun listened, the more spirited he became, and smelling the medicinal scent on Zhu Xiaoming, he couldn’t help but massage his shoulders.
"Good, good! Xiaoming, I said this is your blessing!"
Since Zhu Xiaoming’s test had already brought blessings, now it was time for him to reap his blessings.
Li Chun quickly closed the door and began to cultivate intensely.
Intense cultivation!
All these years, he was dissatisfied with himself for being stuck under the Sect Leader.
But no matter how he practiced Blood Refining, his blood was green and thick as mercury, still inferior to the Sect Leader.
Now, he had a chance!
He had the opportunity to get rid of the Sect Leader!
Yes, he wanted to get rid of the Sect Leader, not to become the leader but for love.
The Iron Blood Sect Leader Blood Three disliked disciples having attachments, so he would sell their lovers to brothels to ensure they could concentrate on cultivation.
Li Chun was one of them.
His newlywed wife was sold to a brothel by Blood Three, and he could only watch; otherwise, he wouldn’t be taught martial arts.
To learn martial arts, he endured his new wife falling into the brothel life.
Blood Three always said this was thoughtful for his disciples, and no one dared to oppose him.
When Li Chun had truly achieved results in the Iron Blood Sect and became the Second Master, having dozens of women more beautiful than his newlywed wife posed no problem for fun, in the pit of the night, he still dreamt of his first wife’s image.
He believed it was all Blood Three’s fault.
He wanted to kill Blood Three but couldn’t.
Now, the opportunity was here!
Li Chun closed his door to cultivate, and Zhu Xiaoming’s prior performance had long aroused dissatisfaction in others.
Secretly, peers came to find fault with him.
But peers were astonishingly discovering that this guy could really take on ten people, including a Deep Green disciple.
Everyone then realized, Zhu Xiaoming had practiced a new technique.
This bastard had been sucking up to the Second Master all day; did the Second Master give him special treatment?
In the Iron Blood Sect, there was nothing but muscle and practice; everyone pursued martial arts.
Immediately everyone was eager to know what this new technique was.
Very quickly, it was discovered that this involved the new Outer Sect disciple, Mu Dehua.
Because his hair was the same, and spitting image of Zhu Xiaoming’s.
So the Murong brothers were compelled to ask about it, and Mu Dehua couldn’t help but share everything as a "weak" Outer Sect disciple.
So, Zhu Xiaoming didn’t have time to stop it, and this Devil’s modification technique spread through the Iron Blood Sect like wildfire.
Zhu Xiaoming couldn’t stop it, and this very Devil’s version of the technique spread throughout Iron Blood Sect.
Seeing this, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers couldn’t help but rub their fists together eagerly.
Finally, finally, everyone’s starting to practice!
It’s like planting the crops; now it’s just waiting to see the harvest!
Clearly, Zhu Xiaoming was leading the way in mastering this technique.
He had already sensed the true essence of this cultivation technique.
That is, being like an ox and horse is just great!
Indeed, all the dirty and tiring work that he would have previously been happy to exhaust a fellow disciple, a Light Green or a Medium Green, had now become surprisingly pleasant in his eyes.
In the morning, just at daybreak, the Murong brothers, habitually waking up, went to clean the latrines.
The latrines turned out to be spotless, the latrine walls clean and shining.
He planned to clean the toilets, but found Zhu Xiaoming there fighting for the toilets to clean.
One inner sect disciple didn’t want him to clean, so he bit the toilet lid and wouldn’t let go.
Seeing this, the Murong brothers were shocked.
Damn bastard, that toilet is mine!