Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

As Gang Shi watched Su Xin retreat more than ten steps, his lips twitched, and then he burst into wild laughter.

"You brat, you're dead meat this time!"

Su Xin shook his head slightly, his mind perfectly clear.

He had indeed improved rapidly in terms of technique, but his physical training was ultimately no match for the external martial arts he had cultivated over a decade. In a head-on clash of pure strength, he had lost this sparring match.

But just as Shi was laughing triumphantly, his laughter abruptly stopped.

A trickle of black blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively touched his cheek, only to find that his eye bags were rapidly turning blue, and his arms were covered with hideous black spots.

Su Xin sighed softly.

After fighting for so long, and with Gang Shi frantically channeling his inner energy without reservation, the Thousand Spider Poison had already slowly seeped into his body. Without top-tier internal energy to protect him, the more desperate he fought, the faster the poison would take effect.

Gang Shi's death was entirely justified.

Su Xin stepped forward slowly and decisively, delivering a precise punch to his neck.

The black spots spread instantly, his neck twisted unnaturally, and Gang Shi died on the spot.

Finishing off an opponent is always a good habit.

He let out a long breath, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

The goal of building courage has been achieved.

"In your next life, be a good person."

Su Xin dusted himself off and turned to continue walking towards the Kongtong Sect.

My heart is still pounding.

To be honest, he was a little nervous.

He had encountered robbers on the road before, but he only drove them away and never killed them. This was the first time he had personally killed a real martial arts master, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He was far from being as cold-blooded as someone who would kill without hesitation.

He walked slowly along, completely unaware that a large number of people were chasing after him as soon as he left.

Gangse arrived with a group of Mongolian experts and immediately saw Gangshi's corpse.

"It's poisoning!"

"The one who killed Gang Shi was a master of poison."

"To be able to kill Gang Shi in a direct confrontation, one's martial arts skills are definitely not weak!"

The group's expressions were solemn, and their gazes all turned to the direction Su Xin had left.

Su Xin stretched his limbs as he walked, still feeling the lingering unease of the killing.

It wasn't that I felt nauseous, nor was I particularly delicate. I've never been the type to never lift a finger in my daily life. It's just that this was the first time I'd personally ended a life, so it was still a bit unsettling.

He took a sip of water to calm his mind. Seeing that he was about to enter the territory of Kongtong, his thoughts turned to the Seven Injury Fist.

What's the safest way to snag a deal?

The best approach, of course, would be to capture one of the Five Elders of Kongtong and slowly extract the secret manual from him. Unlike Xie Xun, who was mad and bloodthirsty, he would avoid killing if possible, quietly seize the manual, and cultivate it discreetly. Wouldn't that be better than making enemies in the martial world?

The world of martial arts is inherently treacherous, and he's not a protagonist like Zhang Wuji who has a cheat code; proceeding cautiously step by step is the right way.

I wonder how Ali and her aunt are doing in the secret realm.

Kunlun Secret Realm.

Yin Li was sitting cross-legged, her little face full of seriousness, but she was secretly thinking about Su Xin.

Only when you actually start practicing martial arts do you realize how arduous the path to becoming stronger is.

My mother said that this was already extremely fast, all thanks to the blood frog and the peaches of immortality for cleansing the marrow and replenishing strength. For others, it would have taken countless years of painstaking effort.

Brother Xin is still the best.

He mastered the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique in such a short time.

But the thought of the dark spots left on her face from practicing that poisonous art made Yin Li purse her lips again.

What girl doesn't love to look beautiful?

But as long as she can avoid being bullied and protect herself and her mother, she can grit her teeth and bear this hardship.

Then he started practicing martial arts, because only by practicing martial arts could he protect himself and travel the world with Brother Xin.

Su Xin walked along the official road to a tea stall and casually found a table to sit down. "Waiter, a bowl of tea, please!"

"Alright, sir!"

The waiter picked up the long-spouted copper kettle, but his wrist trembled slightly, and a lot of tea splashed out when he poured the water.

Su Xin frowned almost imperceptibly, glanced at the waiter, and then returned to normal.

He picked up the bowl and pretended to drink tea, but secretly poured the tea onto the ground under the cover of his sleeve.

It was obvious that someone was lying in ambush on him.

He had barely settled down when a group of people rushed out of the tea stall.

The leader was dressed in a crimson monk's robe and was as tall and strong as an iron tower. Behind him were several Mongolian men carrying bows and arrows.

It was Gangse and his group who had been chasing them all along.

Su Xin understood.

The visitor is not good.

The group instantly surrounded him, trapping him in the center.

It turns out that this tea stall was a trap they had set, and the bowl of tea they had just drunk must have been tampered with.

Gang Se's face was grim, and his voice was as rough as a broken gong: "Young brother, have you ever seen my junior brother Gang Shi?"

"Just now?" Su Xin pretended to think for a moment, then slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing, "Oh! You mean that fat monk? I accidentally killed him. How about this, I'll compensate you..."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, intending to take out ten coins, but after a moment's hesitation, he pulled out one coin, slapped it on the table, and grinned smugly: "Sorry, I was going to give you ten coins, but then I thought, it seems like it's worthless. Just keep the change." Su Xin said, feigning generosity.

Upon hearing this, Gang Se's face turned from red to black, then from black to green, veins throbbing on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, you're asking for death!"

"Oh my, you've broken down?"

Su Xin laughed even more smugly, his tone as flippant as could be, clearly intending to infuriate the other party.

Gangse roared angrily, lunged forward, and unleashed a powerful and unparalleled Vajra Fist.

Compared to Gang Shi, his punches were heavier, faster, and more domineering, which Su Xin could tell at a glance.

This burly man possessed superhuman strength, and his physical constitution was far superior to that of ordinary disciples.

Su Xin dared not take the blow head-on, relying only on his agile movements to maneuver and dodge, naturally bringing out the style of the Vajra Sect in his punches and kicks.

After exchanging blows several times, Gang Se grew increasingly alarmed and enraged. Suddenly, he withdrew his fist and roared:

"Boy! How dare you steal my Vajra Sect's martial arts!"

Su Xin sneered inwardly, about to speak, when the other party suddenly changed the subject, their tone becoming serious:

"But if you are willing to submit now, join my Vajra Sect, and become my disciple, I can forgive your past transgressions and spare your life!"

Su Xin: "..."

He was completely stunned.

He killed Gang Shi, seized the secret manual, and trampled the Vajra Sect's facade all the way, only to find that the other party wanted to recruit him.

What kind of outrageous brotherhood is this?

Judging from Gang Se's serious and sincere expression, he didn't seem to be bluffing him.

Su Xin was speechless for a moment:

The thought process of the Vajra Sect is truly bizarre.

If he had known that he could learn martial arts simply by joining forces, why would he have bothered with kidnapping, murder, and being chased all the way? Wouldn't it have been better to just join and then secretly run away?

Seeing his bewildered expression, Gangse boldly offered an explanation, her tone ridiculously self-assured:

"Young brother, you don't understand the rules! Our Vajra Sect has always revered martial arts, and even more so, disciples. Whoever can recruit a talented disciple will receive more rewards and a higher status. Gang Shi is dead, and he can't be brought back to life. It's more worthwhile to recruit a master like you. Besides, I'm not good with words! I haven't even collected enough recruits for this month yet!"

These mind-blowing remarks left Su Xin completely speechless.

So, Gang Shibai is dead, huh...?

Has the Vajra Sect's traditions deteriorated to this extent?