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🕑 Added 2022-07-28 01:56:45 +0000 UTCChapter 074: My Brother
More than three hundred years ago, Bai Su arrives to this remote and nameless world.
Shortly after coming from the Boundary Lake, he sees two children. These two should be twins, their bone age similarly eight years old. However, one is tall and strong, while the other is sickly thin and short like a reed stem.
There are no cultivators who ascended from this nameless realm, so people here don't even know about Boundary Lake entrance. The surroundings are very desolate and eerie, and the Spiritual Energy is very thin. The children are huddled next to each other, with a fire in front of them. Across this bonfire is a pack of wolves.
The first living creatures Bai Su could see in this Nameless Realm are two Qi-refining children and a group of first-rank spirit beasts, aardwolves.
"Big brother, I'm hungry."
Clearly, across from them is a group of hungry wolves that could pounce over at any moment and to tear them to pieces. But the weaker one doesn’t feel scared at all, he just hugs his brother tightly, saying he’s hungry while touching his belly.
"Alright, just wait and we’ll eat wolf meat later." The bigger boy holds a pike in his hand. The handle made of wood, and the head of ordinary iron. It’s been polished to shine, a sharp silvery glint flashing as he brandishes it before him.
At such a young age, there’s already killing intent in his eyes. But when he turns to talk to his little brother, he looks so cordial and gentle.
There are a lot of first-rank aardwolves, but that big kid has good aptitude. He’s on the third level of Qi refining at the moment, and he certainly shouldn’t be able to subdue so many of them. But he still has a 50% chance of escaping. If he brings the small one along, and they run for their lives together, surviving would simply be impossible.
That little one’s aptitude is too poor. If there’s any trace of spiritual energy in his body, saying that he is on the first level of Qi Refining would be flattering him.
Bai Su expects that the little one would be thrown away, and the bigger one would escape alone.
He has been through so many places, seen too many people, so many things. Betrayals between relatives, friends and lovers happen too often to count, and he thinks that he’s already glimpsed the ending of this one.
The fire is getting weaker and weaker, the aardwolf pack is getting restlessness. Just then, the first one leaps through the fire, and in a moment howls echo one after another. The view in this wilderness is shockingly abnormal.
Not because of the wolf pack, but because of the two children confronting them.
In the darkness, the tip of the wooden pike moves back and forth, and Bai Su could smell the reek of blood.
One here, a wolf there.
He watches the wolves’ heads fall into the traps that have been dug beforehand, which are full of sharp wooden thorns. Simultaneously, rows of wooden thorns rise up to form a wall.
The aardwolves are only first-rank.
But that wood is crudely made. Thus, these simply cannot stop the pack. Bai Su has seen many betrayals, but as a matter of fact, he has occasionally seen people who would rather die than abandon their companions. Though few, there had been some. And their end would only be dying together.
Unexpectedly, that eight-year-old child in the encirclement, holding a wooden pike, has been standing still without falling.
His entire body is oozing with murderous intent, like a little death god. More and more wolves fall, and Bai Su hears the little one say, "Brother, there’s so much wolf meat."
It's just that his brother couldn't split focus to turn back and respond. After another quarter of an hour, the bigger boy’s spiritual energy is depleted, but he could still use the pike to stab aardwolves without using spiritual energy.
He looks like he couldn’t feel exhaustion or pain. Even though large chunks of flesh have definitely been bitten off him, his left arm about to be torn off, and there are large amounts of sweat and watery blood intermingling on his face. Yet he doesn’t cry out in pain.
In the end, this kid on the third level of Qi refining really killed hundreds of aardwolves. He stands in the middle of the mountain of wolf corpses and bursts into loud laugter, which resounds in the wilderness. Though his plans still show immaturity, he already exhibits a lofty heroic spirit.
"Hahaha, brother, there is wolf meat to eat."
"There's a lot of wolf meat to eat. Hahaha." The little one laughs too, as if he couldn't see that his brother is covered in wounds and bruises. Already, he’s dragging a wolf to his side. He opens his mouth and is about to bite down, but his brother stops him, "Wait, eat it after it's cooked."
He staggers down to sit, persists on sorting out the pile of wolf corpses, and then starts another fire.
It turns out that the sickly thin child is not only poor in aptitude, but also has some problems in his brain. That is to say, because of his congenital deficiency, his mind is impaired.
How long can these two children survive in this cultivation realm?
Bai Su emerges from the darkness, then he asks, "I'm here for the first time, and I need a servant. Would you like to come with me?" After that, he tosses out an elixir bottle, which lands in front of the bigger child.
The big brother picked up the elixir bottle, opened it and sniffed. He feels, by just smelling the fragrance, the wounds on his body stop hurting. His eyes light up, then he kneels down and kowtows, "I am willing."
He looks at the silly younger brother beside him, and his face finally has an almost pure and innocent smile.
"I can make your cultivation base rise by leaps and bounds, let you break through Golden Core, Nascent Soul, or even Tribulation Transcendent, and let you have an endless supply of high-level medicinal pills, endless immortal devices..."
"But I have one caveat. I’m only interested in your aptitude." Bai Su looks down at the brother and slowly says, "You can't take your brother with you."
There are people that won’t forsake others in times of adversity, but in the face of resources and fame and fortune, they often lose their original convictions.
Bai Su has never settled down for anyone from any realm.
But he wonders if it would be worth it for him if he does it for these two children.
Then……
Bai Su recalls what Ren Jia was like back then, and his eyes gets hot.
