Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 338 Qin Land Without Spirits
Pei Xia certainly wouldn't lie to him.

She washed herself with the water in the yard first, then ate the sweet potato while it was still hot. Feeling the warm comfort in her stomach, Pei Xia sat in the corner, looked at the sun in the sky, and let out a long sigh.

It's really alive.

The earth-shattering battle at Liancheng Fire Vein had long since convinced Pei Xia of his impending death. In his eyes, the Fire Vein and Zhen Gu were the burial ground bestowed upon him by heaven. Watching Huo De's head fall into the abyss, he felt both reluctant and relieved.

Reaching out to touch her head, Pei Xia tried to immerse her consciousness into her mind. There were no roars, no screams, no tumors piled up in the brains of thousands of people.

The fact that the Calamity Pig is gone proves that the Fire Pulse Sword strike was not an illusion.

But how did I survive?
Pei Xia was pondering when Jiang Shu's voice came from not far away: "Have you finished eating?"

Pei Xia patted his bottom and stood up, looking at the young man with a smile: "What do you want to learn? My specialty is swordsmanship, and I know a little about other weapons as well, and I'm not bad at hand-to-hand combat either."

The more Jiang Shu listened, the more he felt that he was bragging.

But since they'd already given him the sweet potatoes, he had no choice but to go along with it and say, "Fists and kicks."

Pei Xia's best and strongest martial arts skills naturally came from the Yunhu Mountain tradition, which she learned from Pei Lan.

However, he was new to this young man and dared not teach him carelessly. After thinking for a moment, he performed a set of "Iron Mountain Fist" commonly seen in the martial arts world.

This boxing style is not particularly sophisticated, and there are not many tricks or imagery to figure out. But precisely because of this, its movements are simple, and ordinary people can achieve some success by practicing for ten days or half a month.

Jiang Shu was initially somewhat suspicious of Pei Xia, but the more he watched him practice boxing, the more serious he became.

Although he had never practiced martial arts in his youth, he had fought with others before and could still discern some of the nuances.

This boxing technique may not be sophisticated, but it is solid and effective.

After practicing a few times, Jiang Shu realized that the sweet potato was worth the investment.

However, this makes Pei Xia's identity even more suspicious.

"How exactly did you get buried in the ground?"

"I told you I really don't know."

"Then what kind of sect is your Long Whale Sect?"

"Little Chen Kingdom, Changjingmen, from the Canal Gang, they're quite famous."

"Little Chen Kingdom?"

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Pei Xia keenly sensed the potential problem and cautiously asked, "This...isn't Dongzhou?"

Jiang Shu answered him solemnly: "Qinzhou, Tianbao Mountain."

Pei Xia gasped.

I was not only buried, but buried in Qin Prefecture? Huh?

Jiang Shu was also surprised and uncertain. He saw that Pei Xia's expression did not seem to be faking it, which meant that this strange guy was actually from another state.

People from other states are rarely seen in Qinzhou. What one hears of are mostly skilled and daring "ferrymen" who take away a few lucky young children from this hell on earth.

But Pei Xia's appearance doesn't quite resemble that of a legendary master.

However, this did make Jiang Shu lower his guard considerably.

The young man then went to practice boxing.

Pei Xia remained where she was, deep in thought.

He wasn't thinking about how he got here—he couldn't figure it out for the time being—he was thinking that his inability to recover his spiritual power might not be limited to this Tianbao Mountain.

Qinzhou is the most unique piece of land among the nine provinces of the world, but this uniqueness is not dazzling. On the contrary, in the eyes of many people, it is like a moldy spot on the map of the continent.

People always use the most vile and malicious words they can think of to describe this place.

Apart from Guo Han, almost no one would be interested in this land.

From the perspective of those in the martial arts world, Qinzhou didn't have any decent cultivation sects.

Connecting this line of thought, perhaps the spiritual energy vacuum that Pei Xia is currently experiencing is the key reason. If that's the case, then not only has Pei Xia's martial arts cultivation been largely destroyed, but he also can't use his magical abilities at all.

He couldn't help but glance sideways at Jiang Shu, who was practicing his boxing not far away.

No wonder he claimed to be a cultivator, yet there was no trace of spiritual power on his body. This bronze-cast body-forging method must be one of the specialties of Qinzhou.

To be honest, once Pei Xia had eaten his fill and regained his strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to defeat Jiang Shu, given his physical abilities and martial arts skills.

But judging from the boy's age, his cultivation level in Qinzhou is not considered high. If he were to rashly descend the mountain, this legendary war-torn land, which is like a purgatory, would surely devour him completely.
Wait, if there is no spiritual energy in the environment and one cannot restore one's spiritual power, then can pills like the Nourishing Spirit Pill and the Spring Yang Pill help one?

Pei Xia remembered that back in the Changjing Sect, just in case, he had left a lot of similar pills in Yuqiong, as well as a few inner cores of demonic beasts. Although they were mixed, they should still come in handy.

Yuqiong, I think I'm still here, right? I still have all my clothes on...

Yuqiong was indeed still there, neatly strung together in a row and tied close to Pei Xia's waist.

But when he tried to connect with Yuqiong to retrieve the item, he was stunned again.

He had no spiritual power at the moment and couldn't activate Yuqiong at all.

Pei Xia then looked at his left and right wrists. His magical artifacts, the Twin Spiders and the Sea Patrol, were never taken into Yu Qiong's possession.

Indeed, both magical artifacts fit snugly against his wrist.

However, without any spiritual power to activate them, the two spiders seemed to be fast asleep, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Only when Xunhai tried to activate it did it, as always, extend the sword body wrapped in rotten wood.

For a moment, Pei Xia thought her spiritual power had been restored, but she immediately felt that the spiritual power on the Sea Patrol Sword was rapidly fading—the Sea Patrol Sword contained the pure blood of the Sea Patrol God, which could also provide some spiritual power.

He quickly sheathed his sword; it was now his only trump card.

Jiang Shu performed two more sets of punches, his body slightly sweating, but when he turned his head, his face showed a hint of joy.

Seeing this, Pei Xia's anxious heart calmed down a little.

Perhaps the situation isn't so bad. This young man's combat strength is not even as good as mine right now, yet he can still laugh, can't he?
For Pei Xia, the fact that the monstrous creature in her mind had disappeared was enough to overcome all difficulties.

He smiled along with him.

“My name is Jiang Shu,” the boy’s voice came from afar, “Thank you for teaching me boxing.”

Pei Xia waved her hand at him: "I can teach you a lot more. Do you want to learn?"

Jiang Shu hesitated for a moment, which showed that he was very interested in Pei Xia's abilities.

But in the end, he shook his head: "I killed someone, but the courtyard is remote, so the people on the mountain haven't found out yet. If we don't run away soon, we'll probably all be caught and made into soup."

Tianbao Mountain has no benevolence or righteousness.

The other elders on the mountain were only happy to know that Feng Laoqi was dead, because they would have more precious nutritional supplements to enjoy.

Knowing that Feng Laoqi's whole family is dead will make him even happier, and he'll eat even more supplements.

If they knew that Jiang Shu, who had killed someone, was still alive, they would be even happier. Killing one's master is generally not a crime in Qinzhou, but it can be, mainly when the elders want to have an extra meal.

Jiang Shu gestured towards the corner of the courtyard on the other side.

Pei Xia walked over and peeked inside. There were three corpses lying there neatly.

"Did you kill him?" Pei Xia asked Jiang Shu questioningly.

Jiang Shu paused for a moment, then remembered that Pei Xia was from another state, so he explained, "They stewed my senior brother."

He disregarded Pei Xia's thoughts and simply said, "I will descend the mountain tomorrow."

Where are you going after you come down the mountain?

"Leave Qin Prefecture," Jiang Shu said calmly, "go to Han Prefecture to gaze upon the grasslands, go to You Prefecture to ride a spirited horse, and go to Leyang to see the girls."

Pei Xia shifted her gaze from the sharp, fatal wounds of the Feng family members to Jiang Shu: "I am quite skilled at observing young ladies; we can work together."

(End of this chapter)