Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 287 The Prodigal Son, the Empress, and the Demonic Cult
The ape was quite solitary; after nodding in acknowledgment, it flew away.

His lightness skill was extremely impressive, and not only Duncan was envious, but Lu Shanjun was also very envious.

Both of them achieved miracles through sheer force.

In terms of lightness skill, he's probably not even at the level of a third-rate martial arts master.

Lu Shanjun glanced at the curious-looking boy beside him and said, "When I embarked on the path of martial arts cultivation, I encountered Ape Master fighting with someone with his sword one day."

"So it can be considered that there is some connection between fate and destiny."

That night, amidst a fierce storm, the Ape King fought with his sword, sparking Lu Shanjun's great interest in martial arts.

If he were to focus on magic, he would surely first learn the art of summoning ghosts, since there is an idiom that means "to act as an accomplice to a tiger."

However, in this world, magic is not so popular. Every powerful demon is incredibly skilled in martial arts, cultivating both internal and external strength. If they didn't have martial arts skills, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow.

Male ape.

This has quite a background.

Du Mu wrote a poem that said, "The old man Huangshi bestowed the talisman, and the old man Baiyuan learned swordsmanship." Li Bai also mentioned it many times, with poems such as "As a young man, he learned swordsmanship and surpassed the old man Baiyuan" and "The old man Baiyuan was ashamed of his swordsmanship, and Huangshi borrowed the military talisman."

This is a true master swordsman, and he's not even human.

The ape is stronger than Lu Shan Jun.

This six-star silver-gray mark is no less powerful than a demigod from another world.

This old ape is said to have taught many disciples.

Lu Shanjun smiled and said, "The Ape Master lives in seclusion deep in Mount Emei. If you ever pass through there in the future, you can visit him."

"Who knows, I might be able to get a cup of monkey wine."

At this point, Lu Shanjun asked with a puzzled look, "Master Yuan has always been a man of peace and tranquility, so why has he come to Jiaochi in Dangshan today?"

"How strange! How bizarre!"

It's not surprising that the giant white snake was attracted. When a snake transforms into a dragon, all the snake demons within a thousand miles can sense it. It must have come looking for an opportunity. However, a being like the Ape King is already considered half a terrestrial immortal, so it's unlikely that he would cause a great disturbance because of the birth of a dragon.

There are only a handful of renowned sword masters in the world, and Ape Master, being an anomaly, is among them, so his strength is unimaginable.

The two crossed the river, and Lu Shanjun used his palm force to help the boy leap across the river.

Both of them had a major drawback: poor lightness skills. Lu Shanjun had powerful internal energy and amazing strength, so even if his lightness skills were rudimentary, he could make up for it with brute force. Even without using any lightness skills, he could leap more than ten zhang away. But the handsome young man was not so good. His internal energy was still shallow, and the Grass Flying technique was not a high-level lightness skill, so it was very difficult for him to use it.

"Short legs are a real problem; how can you survive in the martial world without superior lightness skills?"

The young man now has a considerable understanding of martial arts in the Jianghu. There are a few essential skill categories that he must prepare: internal energy cultivation, techniques, and lightness skills. As for any special skills or secret techniques, they can only be considered icing on the cake. He cannot do without any of these three cornerstones; his shortcomings are too obvious.

Lu Shanjun seemed to have noticed this as well.

The two had now entered the vast mountains. The wind and rain had subsided slightly, but dark clouds still rolled in the sky. Moisture from a radius of thousands of miles was converging on this place, which was the transformation of a dragon, affecting the timing of the weather.

When a dragon is born, a great flood is sure to follow.

Lu Shanjun gazed at the distant mountain stream. A small-scale flash flood had already occurred once, and it would be difficult for someone with shallow internal strength to cross it. After pondering for a moment, he said, "You stay here, I will go deep into the mountain stream to check on the movements of the Dragon Pool."

"how?"

The mountain stream had a cliff tens of feet high, and few people dared to venture head-on into the Dragon Pool, but Lu Shanjun came from a tiger's den and was not afraid at all.

By this time, quite a few people had arrived, settling on various hilltops to avoid the floodwaters that converged from the mountains and forests.

The boy nodded and said, "Okay."

He had already mastered the Tiger Fiend Fist and possessed the Shakyamuni Elephant Throwing Skill. Combined with his original foundation, he was no match for ordinary second- or third-rate martial arts masters. He wasn't a particularly formidable figure, and there was no need to worry about him. Furthermore, with the emergence of the Flood Dragon, everyone was exercising great restraint, conserving their strength to try and take advantage of the chaos.

Lu Shanjun leaped into the ravine, and some people in the distance, seeing his actions, followed him down using their own agility.

Where dragons dwell, there must be wondrous herbs and other rare creatures.

Not everyone came for the dragon itself; some people just wanted to find any rare treasures near the dragon pool.

The Jiaochi Pool is cold and gloomy, with extremely heavy malevolent energy; even a single urination from it might sprout into a huge Ganoderma lucidum.

After Lord Lu left.

The young man, on the contrary, seemed to have been freed from his restraints, looking around at the martial arts figures in the distance, while simultaneously peering through them from a god-like perspective, as if he were selecting heads to take, checking if there were any suitable heads nearby.

The martial arts practitioners who came were all quite capable, at least three-star level or above, and many of them possessed extraordinary skills.

The storm is brewing again.

Lu Shanjun chose a good hilltop, and soon a person came up. His movements were not particularly skillful, but the other martial arts practitioners were somewhat wary of him because he seemed to have grown up in the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River region, and his attire resembled that of a northern shaman.

—Disciple of the Shaman (Opening the Mind) (Passing on Incense) (Chang Family) (Four-Star Silver Gray).

The man was about thirty or forty years old, with a cold and sinister gaze. Behind him was the phantom of a giant python. Their cultivation method was different from that of ordinary people, which was called "opening the aperture". After opening the aperture, their spirituality was greatly opened, and they could communicate with immortals and thus possess spiritual power.

Martial arts practitioners open acupoints and expand them into orifices, which is essentially similar, but the methods they use are completely different. Moreover, martial arts practitioners do not cultivate spirituality or spiritual power, but rely on internal energy to roam the martial arts world.

The man looked surprised when he saw the handsome, youthful boy in front of him, but he didn't dare to underestimate him. As if listening to a whisper, he respectfully clasped his hands in greeting.

This is the spirit guiding him.

That boy is not someone to be trifled with.

The Northern Immortals are considered half 'orthodox' and cannot be regarded as ordinary mountain spirits and monsters.

Wanling's henchmen.

The boy was practically his ancestor, so he nodded slightly and let him find a place to take shelter from the rain.

Lu Shanjun is fierce.

He occupied a hilltop, and no one else dared to approach. But seeing that the boy seemed easy to talk to, the others couldn't help but get restless. Getting soaked in the rain at the foot of the mountain was definitely not as good as going up the mountain to find a good spot where they could overlook the surrounding area.

So some people started to move over here, hoping to find an empty spot.

At that moment, a long howl rang out.

A lone figure swept through the wind and rain. His lightness skill was not particularly outstanding, but fortunately, great strength could produce miracles. He stood tall and straight, his long hair casually tied up, like a wandering knight-errant. He carried an ordinary iron sword on his back, and a fiery red wine gourd hung at his waist.

After landing, the man clasped his hands in a gesture of respect to Duncan, looking surprised, and couldn't help but praise, "Young man, what a handsome appearance you have."

"俊" is probably a combination of "帅" and "美".

The man had a slight Shaanxi accent and immediately complimented Duncan on his good looks upon landing. Duncan felt obliged to respond and nodded and clasped his hands in greeting.

The other person was only in his early twenties, with a handsome appearance and a carefree air about him. He casually found a place to sit down and drink, and the smell of alcohol rose up as if it were poison, but he didn't care at all. He said loudly, "I am Fu Jianhan."

"Young man, you've got good physique. Would you like a cup to warm yourself up?"

The boy shook his head.

The man was quite talkative. He drank his wine, gazed at the mountain stream, and asked, "May I ask your honorable name, brother?"

Seeing his lively manner, the boy replied, "Deng Kun."

The name didn't mean much to him, but his human form was originally named Deng Kun, which he changed to Kun, the character for Kunpeng. In fact, the character Kun, when broken down, does have some compatibility with him.

If you want to live in seclusion in the future, you can consider Kunlun Mountain.

——The Wanderer of the Northern Frontier - Fu Jianhan (Sword Heart Clear) (Heart of a Child) (Curse of the God of Wine) (Four-Star Gold)

This person's markings are all gold.

Unlike others, although his strength is not yet top-notch, the marks on his body are all extremely shocking.

This must be a sign of good fortune.

Fu Jianhan was extremely talkative. He glanced at the shamanic disciple in the distance, but still found this young man more pleasing to the eye. He took out peanuts wrapped in oil paper from his pocket, drank wine and ate peanuts at the same time, and looked into the depths of the mountain stream, saying, "I just returned from the northern frontier. I heard that a dragon was born here, so I traveled eight hundred miles overnight, traveling day and night, and only just caught up."

"Little brother."

What's the situation here now?

The boy glanced at him and said indifferently, "A flash flood just broke out, and there's no movement yet."

The man nodded and said casually, "I have no intention of competing for any rare treasures, nor am I particularly interested in dragons. However, it would be a real pity not to come and see such a grand event."

He seemed to be there purely to watch the spectacle.

This person speaks and acts very frankly, like a sword, straightforward and direct, which suits the young man's taste quite well, and seems to be a kindred spirit to Lu Shanjun. It's true that birds of a feather flock together; people with similar temperaments easily find their kind.

The wind and rain came in bursts.

The handsome young man did not stop outsiders, so several groups of people went up the mountain, each occupying a place, keeping to themselves. There were people from all walks of life, and soon there were more than ten people on the mountain.

The young man welcomed all comers.

With the heads practically handed to us, if someone's not careful later, we can just take them off and practice.

His lightness skill was atrocious; why refuse something offered to him?

Fu Jianhan seemed to have gotten to know him well, and actually dozed off next to the boy. It seemed that his claim of traveling eight hundred miles through the night was true, as he did look like he hadn't slept for several days.

This person is incredibly bold!

Just then, a strange fragrance filled the air in the drizzle. The people around seemed to smell something and quickly held their breath. The shaman disciple even made a hand seal, and the phantom of a giant python surrounded him, making him instantly resemble a snake.

This person's strength should be the most unique, as he is a pure mage mixed in with a group of martial arts practitioners.

But this is the East, a place where even mages need to know how to wield a sword and kill people.

"Giggle!"

"What a handsome young man!"

"Come to your sister."

A strange, fragrant breeze wafted by, and several figures emerged from the drizzle. Their lightness skills were extraordinary. These women had alluring appearances and were dressed in slightly revealing clothes. The rain made them even more seductive. The one in the lead wore a veil on her head and a moon-white palace dress with flowing sleeves. Her feet did not touch the ground, and the rain seemed to be shaken away by her energy. She maintained her charming and ethereal figure among the crowd.

Her figure floated lightly on a bunch of wildflowers. Her lightness skill astonished everyone. She seemed to be riding the wind. The alluring women behind her had different expressions. Some were dressed as women, some as young girls, and one maidservant looked like a courtesan from a brothel, holding a pipa.

The alluring woman, dressed in magnificent palace attire, had captivating eyes that sparkled with charm. Her gaze swept over the crowd before landing on the handsome young man standing atop the mountain. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she chuckled softly, "Such pure primordial yang fire."

"It makes my mouth water."

"I happen to be lacking a guardian attendant. Young man, would you be interested in following me in cultivation?"

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this.

Before he could speak, Fu Jianhan, who was dozing off next to him, stood up and stretched lazily, saying, "Where did this old hen come from, clucking and laughing so loudly, and smelling like a vixen?"

"what?"

"So it's the Jade-Faced Lady! ...No wonder this vixen's scent is so overpowering!..."

Upon hearing this, muffled laughter immediately erupted from all around.

The alluring woman in the moon-white palace dress changed her expression slightly, revealing annoyance. She turned her head resentfully and said, "Who do we have here? It's you, little beggar Fu Jianhan. Didn't you go to the northern frontier to wander the world?"

Fu Jianhan moved half a step silently, blocking the handsome young man's path. He secretly transmitted his voice, saying, "This Jade-Faced Lady is extremely powerful."

"Half-human, half-demon".

Be extra careful in the future.

He raised his head forward, seemingly nonchalant, but the iron sword behind him had already fallen into his palm. He crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "I, Fu Jianhan, grew up on the charity of many families."

"Learn a hundred styles of boxing, practice a hundred styles of swordsmanship."

"Wandering the world, making the four seas my home, going wherever I end up."

"I want you to take care of it?!"

Born a beggar.

A wandering knight-errant, without any sect or faction.

The words of this dashing swordsman shocked many people, who looked him up and down, astonished by his martial arts talent.

The Jade-Faced Empress turned pale with anger, and her ethereal grace vanished. She snorted coldly and rebuked, "I'm asking about that young man, why are you interrupting!"

"Noisy!"

An invisible force struck, and Fu Jianhan's expression turned solemn. Without drawing his sword, he thrust it straight through with the scabbard, breaking the force and causing the surrounding grass and trees to fly.

His face turned pale, seemingly due to insufficient internal strength. He was instantly at a disadvantage when he clashed with the Jade-Faced Lady.

At this moment, the handsome young man stepped forward, reaching out to support the unsteady Fu Jianhan. He took a half-step forward, his gaze looking down at the alluring woman standing on the wildflowers. This young man was extremely handsome, still quite young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, like a child. He was dressed in a black outfit, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, and he possessed an extraordinary air, like a worldly young master. When he looked directly at her, the jade-faced lady's aura inexplicably weakened a bit.

Such a heavy aura of malevolence!
Could it be that we've encountered a heretic from a demonic cult?

Pure Yang Blood Child?
The boy's voice was calm and composed as he said indifferently, "I happen to be lacking a female slave to serve me."

"I think the Jade-Faced Lady is bewitching and seductive, with extraordinary charm. She must be proficient in playing musical instruments and singing."

"How about becoming a flute-playing maidservant under my tutelage?"

The smell is too strong!
This child must be a member of the Demonic Cult.

Upon hearing the young man's words, a strangely dressed middle-aged man not far away asked the person next to him, "Who is that young man? Which of the six branches of the Demonic Sect does he belong to?"

A voice beside him whispered, "My Lord, the Envoy of Light."

"I don't know which demonic sect it is, but it shouldn't be a member of my Holy Sect."

They had only been in the Eastern Lands for a short time and their relationship with other demonic sects was generally average.

But for some reason, upon seeing the handsome young man, the middle-aged man felt a slight heat in the Sacred Flame Token in his arms, as if some kind of connection had been formed between them.

It should be noted that many of the wonders in Christianity originated from Persia.

Perhaps it was because the young man's blood and energy were extremely vigorous, and his pure yang energy was like fire.

The Jade-Faced Lady was so angry that her face turned pale and fierce. Her full breasts heaved uncontrollably. A petal fell to the ground under her feet, but her breath was unstable, and she shattered the remaining flower.

Those around them, observing this, agreed that the young man was right; this woman's seductive skills were truly remarkable, and she must be proficient in playing various musical instruments and singing.

"Young master, you're quite the sharp-tongued one. Once I've won you over, I'll give you a good lesson."

If it were an ordinary person, the Jade-Faced Lady would most likely have already angrily shouted "You're courting death!" and then struck down the killer.

However, this young man was indeed exceptionally handsome, and with his abundant yang energy, he truly delighted her. She couldn't help herself and couldn't bear to kill him. She only wanted to abduct and train him to be a superior furnace for her future breakthrough.

She was originally born from the pure yang blood of a dragon, but now that she has seen this handsome young man, she has even forgotten about the dragon.

—The Wushan Clouds and Rain Style.

The Jade-Faced Lady is skilled in fist, palm, and finger techniques, and is equally accomplished in music. She is surrounded by fragrant breezes that bewitch people's minds. She is also a master of using poison and miasma. She has seductive voices, seductive spells, and seductive skills. She is a complete fox spirit and can be considered a rising evil master in recent years.

According to legend, she was the daughter of a white fox, half-human and half-demon, and all her skills were passed down to a thousand-year-old white fox.

Even the most skilled members of the Demonic Sect would have to be somewhat wary of her.

bump!
The young man made a move instantly, and as their palms clashed, their energy burst forth. The Jade-Faced Lady's face turned pale, and she staggered back half a step. A surge of bloodthirsty energy rushed into her heart, causing her internal energy to become disordered. The young man's internal strength was extremely poor, but his monstrous strength was astonishing. In addition, his muscles and bones were strong, and his blood and qi were abundant. He did not lose ground in a head-on confrontation.

Black Tiger Gouges Out the Heart.

The boy transformed his palm into a claw and grabbed at the Jade-Faced Lady's chest. She dared not take the blow head-on, extremely wary of the bloodthirsty aura. She retreated through the air, narrowly avoiding the attack by brushing her hair. If she had been even half a step slower, even if her heart and lungs had not been ripped out, her moon-white palace dress would probably have been torn with a claw mark.

What kind of evil martial art is this?
Refining evil into vital energy?

Isn't this the qi circulation method of demons? Why would members of the demonic sect learn from demons and directly attack the twelve meridians?
The human body is vulnerable, and all problems must begin with the Ren and Du meridians.

Only powerful demon beasts transformed into humans can ignore all of this, directly attack the major arteries, use the twelve meridians as mouths, transform the five internal organs and six bowels of the whole body, and determine yin and yang and the five elements.

Cultivating in accordance with the natural order leads to becoming a human; cultivating against the natural order leads to becoming an immortal.

For demonic beasts to transform into humans and cultivate, the most important thing is to first establish Yin and Yang and the Five Elements to stabilize the human body.

Yin and Yang represent male and female, and the Five Elements are the foundation. Many animals can undergo metamorphosis and even change their sex. The eel is an example of male-female transformation. Therefore, for a monster to transform into a human, Yin and Yang must first be established.

Yin and Yang and the Five Elements are the anchors for their transformation, and they use these as the foundation to evolve into human form.

However, it is easy for ordinary people to go astray and become possessed by practicing this method.

Such pure Vajra power!
Despite her shock, the Jade-Faced Lady was overjoyed and drooled over the handsome young man. With the combination of metal and water, plus the fiery primordial yang, this was no longer just a superior furnace, but an immense tonic!
Taking his vital essence is equivalent to taking the greatest medicine in the world.

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(End of this chapter)