Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

Lin Moyan held his precious guitar, which had a broken string.

While tenderly touching the broken end, she asked questions like a curious child.

"Brother Xing, you've reached the second realm now, how does it feel?"

"Could I punch myself into oblivion like yesterday?"

"Should we try hunting third-tier monsters next time? I heard their cores are incredibly valuable!"

"Brother Xing, what do you think should be the name for our duo?"

"You think 'Xingtian Band' is tacky, and 'Qitian Band' is too casual... How about 'Douzhan Qinmo' then?"

Chen Xing's head was throbbing from his noise, but surprisingly he didn't tell him to shut up.

Because he knew that it had happened a few hours earlier in Black Rock Canyon.

If it weren't for Lin Moyan risking the backlash...

He broke the most important string and used the move "Broken String - Requiem" to freeze the Rat King for three seconds.

Now, those two are the corpses.

He appears cynical on the surface.

He's a talkative and annoying guy, but deep down he's a real lunatic, but more importantly, he's a brother you can rely on.

"Shut up and heal your wounds."

Chen Xing only said those two words in the end, but his tone was much gentler than before.

"oh."

Lin Moyan obediently shut up again, swallowed a healing pill, and began to silently circulate his internal energy to regulate his breathing.

But less than two minutes later, he suddenly opened his eyes again.

Touching the broken string, he let out a blood-curdling wail:

"Holy crap! My string! The limited edition 'Dragon Tendon String'!"

"It's broken just like that! How much will it cost to get a genuine replacement?! My heart is bleeding!"

Chen Xing drove without looking to the side, and said calmly, "You get 40% of the spoils."

Lin Moyan's wailing stopped abruptly.

He turned his head sharply, his eyes wide like copper bells.

He stared intently at Chen Xing's profile.

"Really? Brother Xing! You mean it? That's a mid-tier second-level bloodline demon beast! Forty percent!"

"Um."

"Brother Xing, I love you!"

Lin Moyan's expression changed instantly, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up from his seat.

As a result, it aggravated his internal injuries, causing him to grimace in pain.

But his face beamed with joy.

"From now on, my life, Lin Moyan's life, belongs to you."

"If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west; if you tell me to play the piano, I'll never sing; if you tell me to break a string... uh, that'll cost extra!"

Chen Xing's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

I'm a very, very straight man.

Is this guy gay?!

……

The pickup truck drove into the urban area of ​​Shenzhen.

It's unclear who leaked the news, perhaps it was the city gate guards.

Perhaps they were demon hunters they encountered on the road when their car appeared on the main road.

A large crowd had already gathered by the roadside after hearing the news.

There were ordinary people, low-level martial artists, and even some people who looked like reporters holding cameras.

"Look! It's Chen Xing! S-Rank Battle Saint Body!"

"That's Lin Moyan next to him! The Demon of the Qin! Another S-rank!"

"I heard that the two of them went out of the city this morning and killed a second-tier bloodline demon beast!"

"Killing a second-tier bloodline with only one level of cultivation? Are you kidding me! Wait... Chen Xing's aura... seems different?"

"He's reached the second realm! He's broken through to the second realm! My god! He's only been awakened for a few days?!"

"Monsters! They're all monsters!"

The air was filled with chatter, exclamations, and the clicking of camera shutters.

Chen Xing remained expressionless, as if everything around him was irrelevant.

I simply gripped the steering wheel tightly and drove steadily towards home.

Lin Moyan rolled down the car window and leaned half his body out.

He waved to the crowd with a grin and even made a rock and roll gesture.

"Thank you everyone! Thank you for coming! We are the 'Xingtian Band'! See you in the wilderness for our next performance!"

The crowd erupted in laughter and an even more enthusiastic response.

Chen Xing silently rolled up the car window, shutting out the noise from outside.

His mind had already sunk into his body, sensing the initial fusion of the [Great Sage Equal to Heaven] divine position.

And the passively granted [Indestructible Vajra] supernatural power.

A subtle golden sheen flowing beneath the skin, and immense power contained within the bones.

And deep within consciousness, there are those shades of gray.

The icon for Monkey King's incredible supernatural power, waiting to be lit up by a massive amount of killing points—

Seventy-two transformations, somersault cloud, transformation of heaven and earth, fiery eyes...

This is just the first divine position; there are eight more to come.

The road ahead is still long.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong...

My phone was vibrating incessantly in my pocket; I knew it without even looking.

It must be those four admissions officers.

Yesterday's results spurred them to increase their bets.

Today we slay the bloodline monster.

The news of breaking through to the second realm will probably make them completely restless.

Chen Xing held the steering wheel with one hand and took out his phone with the other, glancing at the screen.

Beidou Wuda (Teacher Zhang):

"Congratulations on breaking through to the second realm, Chen Xing!"

"I heard you even slew a bloodline demon beast? Such talent and achievements are truly astonishing!"

"BeiDou is willing to invite you with the treatment of a 'specially recruited seed' and will fully open up its resources and permissions."

"And I can promise that upon enrollment, you will directly enter the 'Tian Shu Academy' for further studies! Looking forward to your reply!"

Shanghai Wuhan University (Teacher Su):

"Little Chen, I'm convinced! Really! You killed all the bloodline monsters?"

"Come to Shanghai, name your price!"

"I've done everything in my power to get you the best treatment! Overseas retreats, top-tier mentors, and preferential resource allocation! How about it?"

Shenzhen Wuda (Instructor Wang):

"Chen Xing! Lin Moyan! Well done! You've brought honor to Shenzhen!"

"Double the conditions! No, triple them!"

"All intelligence, equipment, medical supplies, and logistics—take care of it all!"

"Furthermore, the 'President's Special Scholarship' at Wuhan University in Shenzhen is 500 million RMB per year, which will be directly deposited into your account!"

Jiangnan Military (Instructor Li):

"...Military equipment awaits you. Your battle belongs to the battlefield."

"He is granted the reserve rank of 'Major' without regard to seniority, and is authorized to form special operations teams ahead of schedule and act autonomously within his authority."

"Your battles will be your best platform, and military equipment will provide you with the best opportunity."

Chen Xing glanced at it, locked the screen, and tossed the phone back into his pocket.

His expression remained calm.

Not urgent.

Let them keep rolling.

The more aggressively he rolls in, the higher his starting point will be in the future.

My phone vibrated again.

This time it wasn't the admissions office.

[Xia Qingyun: Congratulations. You've reached the second realm?]

Chen Xing raised an eyebrow slightly and replied with two words: 【Yeah. Just got back.】

[Xia Qingyun: Together with Lin Moyan? They killed the bloodline demon beast?]

[Chen Xing: Hmm.]

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then a message was sent:

Xia Qingyun: You can call me next time.

Chen Xing stared at the message, his fingertip pausing on the screen for a moment.

Xia Qingyun, an S-level ink painting artist, is aloof and solitary.

But their strength is beyond doubt.

She offered to form a team?

He replied with a single word: 【Okay.】

On the terrace of the Xia family villa in the northern district of Shenzhen.

Xia Qingyun stared at the simple word "行" on her phone screen, her face as cold and aloof as ice and snow.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly upwards.

A wisp of ink-colored aura lingered at my fingertips.

Transforming into a nimble black sparrow, it flaps its wings and flies into the morning light.

The pickup truck slowly came to a stop in front of the old residential building.

Chen Xing got out of the car and lifted the heaviest one from the back compartment.

He carried the animal skin bag containing the main ingredients of the Rat King on his shoulder.

Lin Moyan also carried his share.

Although he was grimacing, his face was full of joy.

Chen Qingshan was already waiting at the entrance of the building.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and was leaning against the wall.

The father and son met eyes.

Chen Qingshan looked his son up and down, his gaze fixed on the new wounds on his body and his calm, mountain-like demeanor.

His gaze lingered on the subtle, sharp aura for a moment, then he remained silent for two seconds.

Suddenly he grinned, revealing teeth stained yellow from smoking:

"You brat, you're risking your life again."