Journey to the West Creation Technique

A man and a cat walk through the wilderness.

Lu Chengjun looked around, searching for suitable food.

Food is plentiful in the wilderness, but suitable food is scarce...

The demonic beasts themselves are currently unable to digest it; ordinary wild beasts have shallow blood energy, so eating them will not be of much benefit to body tempering.

Only wild beasts tainted with a trace of demonic aura are most suitable for his current needs, but such creatures are not easy to encounter.

After much searching, I finally found something.

A black wild boar, its fur thick and coarse, emerged from the forest and trotted toward Lu Chengjun.

Lu Chengjun was slightly surprised; it was the first time he had ever seen such a fearless wild boar.

Just then, the pig was surrounded by a faint, malevolent aura, which was exactly the demonic beast he had been searching for.

The wild boar trotted up to Lu Chengjun, its four hooves stomping the ground, and glanced at him sideways with its little pig eyes, making a series of "Oink oink oink..." sounds.

This pig actually came all the way here just to talk to me?

Lu Chengjun glanced at the tabby cat at his feet: "What did it say?"

Amiya raised her cat eyes: "It makes you kneel down."

"Oh……"

puff.

Without any unnecessary words, he suddenly exerted force with his wrist, and the machete flashed with cold light, as fast as thunder, and plunged straight into the wild boar's neck.

Wild boar: "Grunt grunt grunt..."

Lu Chengjun: "What did it say next?"

The tabby cat rolled its eyes: "He said you're dead meat."

"It's quite humorous." Lu Chengjun pulled out his machete, and warm pig's blood gushed out.

It splashed all over Lu Chengjun.

The wild boar's massive body fell straight down, its large, bell-shaped eyes fixed on Lu Chengjun, filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Lu Chengjun remained indifferent, and with a swift motion, he severed the wild boar's head.

Then the knife pierced the pig's skin, and the skin was peeled cleanly and efficiently, all the way from the belly to the leg.

With a swift stroke, he severed the wild boar's hind leg.

This is a thigh that has been completely skinned, with thick bones and firm muscles, making it perfect for cooking.

They found a sheltered open space and made a small stove using two stones.

They gathered dry branches and leaves, and started a fire by rubbing sticks together.

Ignite...

Small flames began to ignite.

Place the thigh meat on the stone stove to roast, and while it's roasting, go find some wild cilantro and chop it up.

Then make a few cuts on your thigh and stuff the cilantro into the cuts.

The oil rose up in no time...

Drops of oil fall into the stove, roasting the pork leg until it turns golden and crispy.

Not long after...

Lu Chengjun then grabbed a piece of pork leg and began to eat heartily.

One bite, and your mouth is full of oil.

Every bite is bursting with rich, meaty flavor, making for a truly satisfying meal.

Just as Lu Chengjun was engrossed in eating, another series of disordered footsteps came from the woods.

A woman emerged from the forest, dressed in tattered hemp clothing, her hands bound with animal sinews, running barefoot, glancing back anxiously every now and then.

There were indeed pursuers behind her, seven or eight burly men wielding spears, chasing her all the way.

The woman looked up in a panic and suddenly saw a black pig's head on the stone platform.

She was instantly terrified, her legs went weak, and she collapsed heavily to the ground.

The group of natives who had been chasing the woman also saw the severed pig's head.

They actually knelt down and shouted loudly, all of which were prayers that were incomprehensible to them.

Amiya's translation resonated in Lu Chengjun's mind, allowing him to understand instantly.

"The Great Black Boar God!"

"I will heed your teachings and follow your will!"

"We must kill every single member of the White Snake tribe!"

"Sacrifice all the thieves of the White Snake tribe to the great Black Boar God!"

"We must kill all the white snakes and offer them as a sacrifice to the great Black Pig God!"

"We've already killed them all!"

……

These people were all wearing pig head masks, and they kept bowing to the heads of wild boars.

No wonder this wild boar was so arrogant; instead of running away when it saw me, it made me kneel down.

It's all because of these bumpkins who spoiled them!

Lu Chengjun stood up from behind the black pig's head, holding a half-eaten pig leg in his hand.

The group of people wearing pig-head masks stared at Lu Chengjun, who was holding a pig's leg, with shock in their eyes.

"You wicked bastard!"

"How dare they eat the offspring of the Black Boar God?"

"Don't you know how great the Black Boar God is?"

A group of locals speaking in their native language, chattering away...

Fortunately, Amiya acted as an instant translator; otherwise, Lu Chengjun would have had no idea what they were saying.

"Hehe... I only know the taste of black pigs."

As if understanding Lu Chengjun's sarcasm, a black pig warrior suddenly charged forward.

boom!

Lu Chengjun raised his leg and kicked.

Kicked away.

He landed heavily, half-dead.

Too weak... just a mere mortal!

The indigenous people, without the blessing of divine power, were merely mortals.

However, among the natives who have lived in the Southern Wilderness for a long time, how many are truly mortal?

"Great Pig God, grant me strength!"

"Dark Gods, descend upon me and punish the heretics!"

"God! Grant me your strength!"

……

After the group of natives chanted a prayer, their bodies began to change rapidly.

A dark brown, turbid aura surged from their bodies, causing a layer of coarse, stiff boar bristles to quickly grow on their backs. Their bodies visibly became more robust, and sharp tusks grew from their mouths, complementing the boar masks they were already wearing.

They looked exactly like a group of standing wild boars.

The indigenous people's strength comes from the blessings of the gods.

They received the power of the black boar demon and thus became boar people.

Lu Chengjun raised his hand and swung his knife, taking advantage of the group's movement to cut down one of them first.

With a single slash, the sound of flesh tearing was deafening.

The first boarman was already cut in two while it was still transforming.

Then came the second one.

The pig's head, which had just recovered, was sliced ​​off with a single stroke, and blood gushed out from its neck.

The remaining natives finally transformed into boar-men, wielding spears as they charged forward.

Lu Chengjun met the spear head-on, and at the last second, he grabbed the spear shaft and pulled it in front of him. Although the boar-man was strong, it was still far inferior to Lu Chengjun, who had cultivated the Earthly Fiend Body Refining Technique.

With a swift stroke, it severed him in half.

The third boarman was reimbursed.

puff!puff!

Two spears thrust at him from the left and right. Although Lu Chengjun tried his best to dodge, his arm was still injured.

Fortunately, these natives all used stone spears.

And I'm already using Xuan Tie!

With two swift strokes, the stone spear was sliced ​​off, and then the man's head was lost.

A few more stabs and two more corpses...

The wild boar-man who was killed quickly turned into black smoke from the borrowed demonic power and dissipated on its own, leaving the earthen man's corpse lying on the ground.

The remaining two or three boar-men dared not run away!?

Lu Chengjun was also surprised, but he had no intention of showing any mercy...

The long sword flashed, a streak of silver light, and blood splattered everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, all seven or eight boar-men were cut down. Although Lu Chengjun was slightly injured, he was otherwise unharmed.

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, the stench of blood was overwhelming.

Lu Chengjun muttered to himself: "The Flowing Sand River, the Yellow-Robed Monster, his head is made into prayer beads, his blood is boiled into soup, and he specializes in killing those who cross the river."

According to Journey to the West, after Sha Wujing overturned the Jade Emperor's fruit plate, he completely let himself go, killing people and taking their heads to make necklaces.

Lu Chengjun, holding the image of Sha Wujing, intends to imitate him!

He slowly stepped into the pile of corpses, knife in hand, and with a swift stroke, heads rolled off one after another.

In an instant, they had eight kills.

Then Lu Chengjun turned to look at the woman.

The native woman was already terrified out of her wits.