I am a mortal who has achieved enlightenment through burning my secrets

Chapter 247 Death!

It was cold, damp, and uncomfortable...

The various unsettling sensations made Xiao Wuji realize, even without opening his eyes, that his situation was not good.

Before he could even think about what to do next, he suddenly smelled a foul odor, and at the same time, a hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep!"

When Xiao Wuji opened his eyes, he saw an old man with green hair standing not far away watching him. He was in a damp cave.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Wuji calmly got up from the ground, then looked at Dugu Bo and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Such a novel hair color is as rare as Dugu Yan's. You must be Dugu Yan's elder, Dugu Bo!"

Seeing Xiao Wuji's certain tone, Dugu Bo also sneered, "Since you know it's me, you still dare to speak to me in this tone. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you!"

Xiao Wuji didn't care about Dugu Bo's attitude and bluntly said, "I'm your granddaughter's savior, and this is how you repay my kindness?"

"benefactor?"

Dugu Bo sneered, "A method that only treats the symptoms and not the root cause, and it's missing a crucial step. Do you dare say you're not trying to use this to control me?"

Upon hearing Dugu Bo's words, Xiao Wuji suddenly remembered that the medicine used to expel the poison was also prepared by Tang San. In that case, he might very well be doomed!
However, Xiao Wuji still braced himself and said disdainfully, "You, Dugu Bo, have been involved with poison all your life, yet you can't even concoct some detoxifying medicines!"

Suddenly, as if provoked, Dugu Bo flashed in front of Xiao Wuji, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up. The feeling of suffocation made him struggle involuntarily, but no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from that withered hand.

Dugu Bo watched him struggle silently until his struggles weakened and he was about to suffocate, then he tossed him back to the ground and coldly said:

"Boy, you're not qualified to mess with me!"

"Hand over the antidote formula now, and you'll suffer less!"

"call!"

Xiao Wuji breathed in the hard-won air, knowing that Dugu Bo had misunderstood his intentions, but he dared not admit he couldn't. To say so now would be tantamount to courting death. Therefore, he could only mimic Tang San's tone and say:
"Dugu Bo, you are not a threat!"

"I pity your granddaughter, who is going to die at such a young age. With her accompanying me on the road to the underworld, I will not be lonely!"

Dugu Bo laughed in exasperation and said, "I hope you can still say such tough things later!"

He took out a dark pill from the soul tool at his waist, crushed it, and then used his soul power to swing it in Xiao Wuji's direction.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Wuji wanted to hold his breath, but Dugu Bo directly struck him in the abdomen with a burst of soul power. Although it didn't seriously injure him, it caused him to cough and wheeze incessantly. Instantly, he inhaled a significant amount of the poisonous mist.

A moment later, a tingling sensation spread throughout my body, like grains of sand flowing through my veins, or like ants crawling all over my bones, frantically tearing at my flesh.

It was a classic, old-fashioned method of torture, but the effect was surprisingly good. In just a short while, he began to beg for mercy!
After all, he wasn't a specially trained agent. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary otaku, and in this life, he was just an ordinary person who was somewhat "lucky." How could he possibly endure this kind of suffering!
But before he could actually beg for mercy, a shout came from afar.

"Dugu Bo, come out here! If you hurt Wuji, you won't get away with it!"

Xiao Wuji heard it clearly; it was Meng Shenji's voice. He didn't know if it was alone or if he had brought some other helpers, but there wasn't enough time in such a short period of time for him to call for help! He might as well beg for mercy!

"I..." Just as he opened his mouth, Xiao Wuji was devastated to find that Dugu Bo, who had been so close to him, had disappeared without a trace.

"Dugu Bo, I'll fuck your godfather!!"

He summoned his martial spirit, which coiled around everything outside the cave that it could entangle. Then, his first spirit ring activated, devouring all life around him that it could absorb!
As life flowed in, his symptoms finally eased a little, allowing him to stand up with difficulty, but this was only a temporary solution!
It seems that to find the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, we must find the antidote!

Staggering out of the cave, I looked around and saw mountains on one side and poisonous fog on the other.

Without hesitation, he ran straight towards one side of the mountain until a huge sinkhole appeared before his eyes.

He didn't have the ability to jump down directly, so he could only use his martial spirit to hang himself down.

After a long while, Xiao Wuji finally reached the bottom of the valley and finally saw the popsicle hot pot!

But at this moment, his endurance had reached its limit, to the point that it was extremely difficult for him to even stand up.

His muscles began to spasm, and the tingling sensation that went deep into his bones made him unable to resist tearing his own flesh and scratching his bones.

In the end, Xiao Wuji could only rely on his last bit of willpower to let his martial spirit wander aimlessly in all directions before activating his first soul skill again.

Not far behind Xiao Wuji, on an open space, stood a snow-white plant with a crystal-clear white trunk. Each blade of grass seemed to drip water, long and curved, resembling the neck of a swan.

The moment his martial spirit came into contact with the plant, Xiao Wuji's body suddenly began to rot at a visible speed, even his bones began to decay.

A wisp of gray flame flew out from between the white bones' eyebrows and then transformed into the appearance of Xiao Wuji.

"Is this what death feels like? Despair, suffocation..."

Xiao Wuji closed his eyes and experienced the feeling of death. This unprecedented experience made him feel extremely novel.

Has your mental strength improved even a tiny bit?

"It's a little less, but little by little, it adds up. If I die a thousand times, ten thousand times, it will definitely push my mental strength to the fourth level!"

"However, to open up an inner world, one needs at least the fifth level of mental strength, and ideally, the level of the Heart World!"

Xiao Wuji looked around and immediately spotted the little grass that had "killed" him—Snowy Swan Kiss!

"No wonder he died so hastily! Even if Dugu Bo came, he wouldn't survive this thing!"

"However, this is the result of not having experienced a beating!"

Back then, Xiao Wuji had to go through many simulations before he was able to live for ten years in his entirety. Without certainty, he dared not easily approach Dugu Bo.

These are all based on experience; you won't know what "true caution" means until you've died a few times.

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(End of this chapter)