Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 340 Nourishing Spirit Pill

Lian Tou said it smelled like meat, but it wasn't just a simple meaty smell; it would be difficult to brush it off.

Jiang Shu's heart pounded, and his face showed difficulty: "Yes, it was prepared by Master a few days ago. He was training his physique and was almost at the Iron Bone Realm."

The tall man and the short man exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with greed and envy.

Although both of them were at the mid-grade copper level, they were not afraid of Feng Laoqi because they were in the core of the sect and close to the leaders.

The tall cultivator reached out and shoved Jiang Shu aside, then walked into the courtyard: "Elder Fan from the mountain lost his nutritional supplements a while ago, and they do smell somewhat like the ones in your courtyard."

The short man immediately followed, saying, "That's right. This old man Feng is usually quiet, so we mustn't let anyone wrong him and ruin our relationship with the mountain. We two have to help him clear his name."

If you offer a plausible excuse, who would care about the opinion of someone as insignificant as Jiang Shu?

Seeing the two of them twitching their noses, he groped his way toward Liu Xing'er's room.

Jiang Shu knew he couldn't fool anyone this time, so he slowly placed his hand on the dagger tucked behind his waist.

Both were of medium-grade copper quality. With his mind on the matter and his opponent off guard, he tiptoed and slowly followed.

Liu Xing'er spends a lot of money on daily life; otherwise, how could she have grown such a beautiful body in Qinzhou, dressing up in a flamboyant manner every day, and naturally, she would use plenty of rouge and powder?

The room was filled with a rich fragrance, which temporarily masked the stench of the corpse.

This gave Jiang Shu the opportunity to get closer.

The tall man has long legs, so it will definitely be more difficult for him to fight. Jiang Shu aimed his knife at the short man's neck.

As soon as the two of them sniffed their way to the door, Jiang Shu's cat-like tiptoe suddenly turned into a swift pounce. A cold glint flashed in his hand as he stabbed down at his opponent's neck!

However, the cold light of the magical artifact was too dazzling, and the cultivator with a higher field of vision noticed it immediately. In a flash, he kicked his companion away.

The short man was kicked to the ground and was initially stunned, thinking that the tall man had evil intentions and was going to kill him and take the spoils for himself.

It wasn't until the dagger in Jiang Shu's hand flashed past his eyes that a cold sweat began to break out.

"That brat is quite the vicious one!"

The tall man glanced at Jiang Shu, noticing the hard flesh on his body, and his eyes twitched slightly: "Mid-grade copper skin."

The sneak attack failed, and Jiang Shu felt a chill in his heart.

In a one-on-one fight, his cultivation level was not bad, and he had a sharp weapon in hand, so he was not afraid.

But if he had to fight two opponents, even with his physique, Lian Tou would truly be outmatched.

Several solutions flashed through his mind.

Alternatively, we could give the corpses of Feng Laoqi and Feng Yao to these two. They don't have high status on the mountain, and if it were reported, they certainly wouldn't get to enjoy Feng Laoqi's top-grade copper coins. But if we do it privately, they'll get their share.

Even if they kill Jiang Shu, they can still take it all for themselves.

Or should we turn around and run away?

Even putting aside the possibility of escape, they had no food or supplies with them. How would they survive once they went down the mountain? Would they resort to cannibalism?
Jiang Shu gritted his teeth and charged toward the two of them without saying a word.

Fight to the death!
Jiang Shu didn't run away, and the tall cultivator was also taken aback. Seeing him charging forward with his dagger, he didn't dare to relax and quickly shouted to his companion, "Let's take down this kid together!"

A fight between copper-clad figures is purely a physical collision.

Jiang Shu has a weapon that can break through defenses, which is an advantage, but it also limits his ability to use the Iron Mountain Fist he practiced yesterday.

Although the tall cultivator dared not meet the dagger's edge head-on, his constant dodging gave the short man plenty of space.

Then, the bronze bodies collided repeatedly, the opponent's fists and feet striking Jiang Shu's back and waist, causing his internal organs to ache all over.

One against two is no match.

Just as the dwarf was launching a fierce attack, Jiang Shu suddenly turned around, abandoned the pursuit, and risked injury to stab the dwarf with his dagger!

Caught off guard, the poisoned, dark blue dagger pierced the dwarf's right shoulder and chest. At the same time, a pair of bronze fists slammed into Jiang Shu's lower abdomen, causing him to involuntarily cough up blood.

Behind him, the tall copper-skinned man used the momentum to deliver an elbow strike, targeting Jiang Shu's vulnerable back of the head.

He was completely undefended; if the blow landed squarely, his brains would probably splatter on the spot.

A faint but sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out at that moment.

A thin, golden-red light shot out from behind the wooden window of Feng Yao's room, moving extremely fast and arriving before the enemy.

A flash of light, and before the tall man could even react, a golden-red glaze pierced his forehead.

His elbow failed to strike, and instead, an incredulous look of astonishment appeared in his eyes. His whole body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground with a "thud."

Everything happened extremely fast. Jiang Shu, who had already gone all in, didn't even pay attention to the situation behind him. Instead, he risked injury to continue his fierce attack on the short man.

Because of their previous successes, there wasn't much distance between the dwarf and Jiang Shu. After the first stab, as the fierce attack and defense continued, the poison began to take effect, and the dwarf felt his movements becoming slower and slower.

Finally, as Jiang Shu could no longer suppress his injuries and coughed up blood for the second time, the dagger plunged deep into the other man's heart.

He pulled out his knife, panting, staggered a couple of steps, and collapsed to the ground.

Looking at the two newly added corpses on the ground, his gaze fell particularly on the tall one's forehead.

A long, gold-red needle, with half of it sticking out.

He knew perfectly well who was helping him. He looked up at Feng Yao's room, and Pei Xia walked out gracefully from behind the wooden door.

Pei Xia glanced at the two cultivators from Tianbao Mountain, then looked at Jiang Shu who was staring intently at her, and waved her hand with a smile: "I saved your life after all, why are you looking at me with such suspicion?"

There was a subtle "foreign" feeling about Jiang Shu that Pei Xia was familiar with. From their first meeting yesterday to today, his behavior towards Pei Xia was always like that of some kind of small animal, with both the wariness and vigilance of his nature and a kind of fierceness that lacked confidence.

People from Qinzhou seem to be like that.

But Pei Xia did save his life.

Jiang Shu stood up, leaning against the corner of the wall: "Thank you."

He couldn't understand this native outsider more and more. Pei Xia wasn't a trained martial artist, but he was physically strong and knew some martial arts. But what was that flying needle technique he used just now?
It's nothing really.

Pei Xia was not skilled in throwing weapons, only in ordinary throwing. The reason he was able to kill his enemy with one strike was because of the unique nature of this long needle.

He walked over to the tall man's corpse and reached out to pull the needle out of his forehead.

This long needle was obtained from Duan Junhai. Back in Liancheng Fire Vein, in order to control the pedal to ride the waves, he combined the flying needle magic weapon with the Blazing Sun Profound Gold.

In the subsequent great battle against the Fire element, this crude creation was easily dissolved.

Fortunately, thanks to the encasing of the Blazing Sun Mystic Gold, the long needle remains intact and has thus absorbed precious Mystic Gold spiritual material, making it even sharper and stronger than before.

Unfortunately, without spiritual power, Pei Xia could not control it freely and could only use it as a hidden weapon.

Only with its superior quality can it easily pierce the forehead bone of this mid-grade copper skin.

Jiang Shu was still panting, while Pei Xia squatted down and tried to examine the bodies of these men who had been forged.

In the cultivation world of Kyushu, there are three main paths: the orthodox and the unorthodox. Martial arts, military strategy, the master of the unorthodox, and the ability to observe qi are all included, but there is no such thing as "refining the head".

From what I learned yesterday, in the Qin Prefecture, head-refining is actually the mainstream practice, which naturally piqued Pei Xia's curiosity.

But as soon as she reached out and pushed the tall man aside, his clothes fluttered down, and a small jade bottle slipped out.

Pei Xia raised an eyebrow. Although he no longer possessed spiritual power, he still vaguely sensed a certain familiarity from the bottle.

He pinched the bottle opening, pulled out the stopper, and inside was a round, yellowish-green pill.

Pei Xia was taken aback at first, then overjoyed!

Nourishing Spirit Pill!
(End of this chapter)