Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

As they drew closer, Su Xin learned more and more about the Vajra Sect's background.

Although this group claimed to be Buddhist, their behavior was no different from that of local thugs and bandits. They loved to cripple people's martial arts and humiliate their opponents. Their Vajra Finger technique was notorious in the Western Regions, as they specialized in using their finger strength to crush bones and sever tendons, making them extremely ruthless.

A thought suddenly flashed through Su Xin's mind:

Each of the 72 Shaolin Arts requires Buddhist teachings to neutralize its malevolent energy; otherwise, it is extremely easy to suffer from qi deviation, harming one's body and mind. Does this mean that these unparalleled martial arts inherently carry extremely strong side effects?

Upon realizing this, he immediately felt a special connection between himself and this martial art.

As someone who traveled from the modern world, he already had his own set of rules for doing things:

There's no need to be too normal in life;

It's better to make things difficult for others than to wrong yourself;

Abandoning personal integrity and indulging in a life of immorality;

Refuse to engage in mental exhaustion; if something happens, just go crazy.

If it were something like the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm or the One-Finger Divine Skill, he would have already snatched it if he could defeat it; he wouldn't care about morality.

In this world, apart from his aunt Su Ying and cousin Ali, he didn't care whether anyone else was alive or dead.

Before long, Su Xin arrived at the foot of Jingangmen Mountain and immediately locked onto his target.

It was a fat, burly monk who was forcibly "recruiting disciples" by the roadside.

What does it mean to say you have an affinity with Buddha? It is clearly:

I'm giving you the chance to join my Vajra Sect, so you'd better not be ungrateful.

Disciples have quotas to meet, and they will be punished if they fail to do so.

They claim to be accepting apprentices, but in reality, they're just picking people with good physical constitutions.

The Vajra Sect's martial arts are entirely external-to-internal, a truly domineering external skill that demands extremely high physical strength.

Su Xin finally realized that the innkeeper from yesterday had most likely been bribed by the Vajra Sect to deliberately lure the passerby here. No wonder this sect was able to rise so rapidly in the Western Regions and become one of the top forces.

However, this sect also has a peculiar aspect:

The transmission of martial arts skills is exceptionally open, almost semi-public among the disciples.

As long as you meet the physical requirements, you can learn directly; there's no secretive system involved.

It is likely that the Fire-Worker Monk who founded the sect suffered oppression and discrimination at Shaolin Temple, which led him to establish the rule of treating all disciples equally.

However, there have always been rumors circulating in the martial arts world:

The martial arts of the Vajra Sect can kill people if practiced too much.

Most of the time, it was because the practitioners could not withstand the domineering side effects of Shaolin's unique skills, or because their pure external martial arts training was too fierce, causing internal injuries to accumulate over time, ultimately leading to their sudden death.

No wonder they're so desperate to recruit disciples!

This is tantamount to using human lives to practice martial arts.

Anyone else would have avoided it like the plague, but Su Xin's eyes lit up when he heard it.

This was practically tailor-made for him.

Those he can harm are all evil people;

His act of seizing the weapon was not called bullying the weak, but rather punishing evil and promoting good.

Punishing others' evil deeds and promoting one's own good deeds is perfectly acceptable.

This fat monk's Buddhist name is Gangshi.

Su Xin immediately recognized that this person was an easy target.

Gang Shizheng was rewarded by the sect for his outstanding performance in recruiting disciples recently, and was granted the complete mastery of the Vajra Finger and Vajra Fist.

What Su Xin wanted were these two complete, flawed martial arts techniques.

The fat monk was walking back to the Vajra Gate when suddenly a boy jumped in front of him, smiling and saying, "Monk, I think we have a connection today."

Gang Shi first frowned, then a sinister smile spread across his fat face: "Kid, your physique is passable. Why don't you come up the mountain with me to practice martial arts?" He then reached out to grab Su Xin's arm, but Su Xin merely tapped the monk's wrist lightly with his hand before immediately dodging away.

He was afraid he couldn't win by sheer strength!

The Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique has already been activated.

A dark spot had appeared on his pulse point, and it looked as if thousands of maggots were writhing inside it, which made people feel nauseous just looking at it.

This is the effect of a level three disfigurement.

If she was ugly before, now she's ugly in a very classy way.

It's just a disgusting quality.

Su Xin smiled faintly, "How about you be my sparring partner?"

"What?"

He was stunned for a moment, thinking there was something wrong with his ears.

He's always been the one kidnapping people, when did it become someone else's turn to control him?

He paused, then shouted gruffly, "Sparring partner? What sparring partner?"

To put it bluntly, it's about getting beaten up.

As soon as Su Xin finished speaking, he slowly moved his wrists, his knuckles cracking, and looked him up and down, as if he were picking out a suitable sandbag.

Just as Gang Shi's expression changed drastically and he was about to lash out, a sudden wave of weakness swept over his entire body, making his limbs weak and unable to muster any internal energy.

His heart sank: Poisoning!

He hurriedly pulled out the antidote pills from his pocket, tilted his head back and swallowed two, but the soreness and weakness did not subside at all.

Little did he know that Su Xin's Thousand Spider Poison Hand was laced with a vicious and domineering poison, rendering ordinary antidotes useless.

Su Xin's smile widened: "See, I told you we were destined to be together."

The fierce look on Gang Shi's face vanished instantly, a complete 180-degree turn, and his tone softened: "Benefactor, spare my life! This humble monk admits defeat! Just give the order, this humble monk will do anything you ask!"

"It's not difficult," Su Xin said calmly. "I need someone to take a beating. Also, write out the complete Vajra Finger and Vajra Fist techniques from memory."

As he spoke, he pulled out two blank notebooks and slammed them in front of Gang Shi.

Gang Shi was originally planning to write something random to fool people, but when he saw Su Xin's ambiguous smile and felt the persistent poison in his body, he immediately swallowed his thoughts.

A typo? That's just asking for trouble.

Just as Shi finished reciting the two manuals word for word, Su Xin took them from him and a slight system notification popped up in his mind.

The manual must be real; this matter is now settled.

However, he was not in a hurry to cultivate. He first put the manual into his pocket and his eyes fell back on the fat monk.

Su Xin was too lazy to say anything more, so he picked up Gang Shi, who was limp all over, and quickly walked towards the desolate wilderness.

This place is too close to the Vajra Sect's mountain gate. He hasn't yet figured out his true combat strength at the Two Thousand Spider Realm. He can use this Vajra Sect disciple as a living touchstone.

He subtly released his inner energy from his fingertips, silently neutralizing half of the deadly poison that had just been released from his body.

"Now, hit me with all your might. If you win, I'll let you go."

Just as he was released, he felt a sense of relief within his body, and most of his strength returned to its original state. He was able to mobilize about 50% of his internal energy, and his body had recovered to about 80%.

Upon hearing this, his survival instinct surged instantly, and his previously dejected, chubby face suddenly revealed a fierce glint.

"Kid, you asked for this!"

He roared and charged forward, his thick fingers gathering fierce power as he thrust them straight at Su Xin's wrist, a deadly move intended to cripple his bones.

Su Xin dared not accept the offer directly.

The Vajra Finger, passed down by the Fire-Worker Monk, was originally created specifically to injure and maim people. A single, solid stab can often render a wrist useless.

His figure was elusive, constantly moving and dodging with the agility brought by the Thousand Spider Realm. He was not in a hurry to counterattack, but only honed his combat experience little by little in the process of maneuvering.

But after only a few rounds of fighting, Gang Shi's expression suddenly changed.

That familiar feeling of weakness swept over him again, and the strength he had just regained quickly dissipated.

The deadly poison that had just been released from his body spread throughout his body once again following the sparring match.

When Gang Shi found out about his situation, this kid really used him as a punching bag.

Su Xin also reaped a great harvest!