There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 88: Blood and Flesh as Wheels

Upon opening the chest of the Qinghuang Wolf, Xia Ming stood frozen in place.

What... what is this thing?!

Is this a flesh and blood body?

Xia Ming felt that what he saw was not a living creature, but a sophisticated instrument.

In the center of the chest was a huge heart. Although the heart was dim in color, it still emitted a flickering light.

Next to the heart were delicate flesh and blood tissues. After looking for a while, Xia Ming felt that those flesh and blood tissues resembled...

Gears!

It was not difficult to imagine that when the heart beats, blood drives each small gear to rotate.

The small gears then drive the larger gears, and as a result, this body moves.

Shaking his head vigorously, Xia Ming was certain that he was extremely clear-headed at the moment.

As he looked carefully, the shock in Xia Ming's eyes became even more intense.

The heart is the core! Blood is the driving force! Spiritual energy acts as a neutralizer!

With such a powerful core, can it fight against immortals?

Is this guy walking the path I should have taken?!

I was careless!

Why didn't I pay attention to the savage beasts before?

This is so valuable for reference!

Could it be...

The path of cultivation for cultivators is wrong?

The evolution of savage beasts is the right path?

...

Taking out the heart of the Qinghuang Wolf and picking some herbs from the valley, Xia Ming hurriedly returned to the Dragon Head Plain.

Because a large number of cultivators gathered here, many subsidiary buildings gradually appeared.

Among them, the most lively one was the trading market.

Under the reward of Xianzhou's Zhao Jiu, the cultivators of Xizi Cangzhou began a grand treasure-hunting activity.

Led by the high-level cultivators, a group of low-level cultivators ventured deep into the wilderness to search for treasures and explore.

After all, the arrow from Xianzhou had already frightened the old monsters in the depths of the wilderness.

They were hiding in their nests and wouldn't come out as long as they weren't provoked.

When many cultivators found uncertain things, they would choose to trade them.

Only things that could be transformed into actual cultivation resources were valuable.

So, which trading market was the most powerful?

Naturally, it was the Dragon Head Plain.

With so many high-level cultivators here, were they afraid that they couldn't afford the price?

What's more important is that the Xianzhou Prince is hanging high, so safety is guaranteed.

Among the vast market on the Dragon Head Plain, Xia Ming found a pawnshop.

Placing the heart of the Qinghuang Wolf on the counter, a plain voice came from behind the counter.

"Heart of the savage wolf, inferior quality, three holes, one hundred spirit stones, can you accept it?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing Xia Ming's question, a pair of triangular eyes slowly appeared behind the counter.

When the triangular eyes saw the small bronze mirror hanging around Xia Ming's neck, they turned into copper bells.

Gurgle...

The person rolled down from the high platform.

Without caring about adjusting his hat, he rushed to Xia Ming.

"Esteemed guest! Esteemed guest has arrived! You bunch of blind idiots, why haven't you served me tea yet!"

"Serve the best tea! Thirty-year-old Qingyan tea!"

Without drinking the clear tea handed over by the triangular-eyed person, Xia Ming once again placed the heart of the savage wolf in front of him.

"Speak clearly, how much will you pay?"

"Foundation Building Stage heart of the Qinghuang Wolf, excellent quality. Esteemed guest, how about five hundred spirit stones?"

"Good."

After the transaction was completed, Xia Ming asked another question.

"Do you have the dissection diagram of savage beasts here?"

Upon hearing Xia Ming's question, the triangular-eyed person immediately showed a troubled expression.

Who would record anything other than killing savage beasts?

It's not like they're perverts.

Without further delay, Xia Ming planned to go to the trading market.

The triangular-eyed person respectfully escorted Xia Ming out and then turned around to give a hard slap to the servant under him.

"Do you no longer want those dog eyes of yours? I almost got killed because of you!"

"The shopkeeper... he... he's just a Qi Refining low-level cultivator..."

"You dare to talk back!"

Smack...

The triangular-eyed person raised his hand and delivered another hard slap.

"The bronze mirror hanging around his neck was bestowed by an immortal!"

"He may not be a major repair, but he is the beloved grandson of those major repairs! How can we offend such a person!"

...

Xia Ming wandered around the market but gained nothing.

The scene of picking up treasures on the roadside never happened to him.

He couldn't find what he wanted.

He had materials for wild beasts, and he could even get live wild beast cubs.

But... you want a dissection diagram?

Who has that?

Is it perverted?

After wandering around, Xia Ming arrived at the Moonlit Dan Cave.

He always felt that He Niansheng would have that thing.

...

"Hmm? What do you want it for?"

"Disciple wants to learn."

"Alright."

Looking at the huge album handed over by He Niansheng, Xia Ming's heart pounded.

"Xia Ming, don't lose it. Come back tomorrow to continue learning alchemy."

"Master, rest assured, disciple will return it after reading."

...

Watching Xia Ming's receding figure, He Niansheng's expression became strange.

"Why does this kid look more and more like me?"

"If he inherits the mantle from me... it's not impossible."

"But... immortals don't need to pass on their mantle!"

With a sneer, He Niansheng continued to practice alchemy.

...

Back in the bamboo building, Xia Ming couldn't wait to open the album.

On the album were vivid charcoal sketches of dissected wild beasts.

Beside the drawings, He Niansheng had also made many annotations.

Seeing all this, Xia Ming couldn't help but be amazed.

He Niansheng was truly terrifying.

The Great River Sect had buried him.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming directly swallowed the second-generation Blood Pill.

He needed to understand He Niansheng's annotations, absorb the strengths of various schools of thought, and this was the right way.

Strictly speaking, the side effects of the second-generation Blood Pill were relatively low.

Although the effect of the medicine was short-lived, so were the side effects.

As his vision blurred, Xia Ming immediately looked at the album.

From the Qi Refining Stage wild beasts to Foundation Building, Core Formation, Nascent Soul... Xia Ming even saw a dissected Soul Formation Stage wild beast!

Unfortunately, that dissected diagram was missing more than half of it. Through the incomplete diagram, Xia Ming seemed to see a body made of flesh and blood, like a steel sculpture!

The intricacy of the gears, the rationality of the bloodline, it was not difficult to imagine how terrifying such a body would be if it were activated.

At the same time, Xia Ming also saw He Niansheng's annotations.

[The heart of a wild beast is also the driving force of the physical body. The flesh and blood are the wheels, tempered by Flesh Refining.]

[A true dragon... may be able to fight against immortals!]

[However... the physical body will eventually decay, the soaring snake rides the mist, and eventually turns to ashes.]

[Only the divine soul can achieve immortality.]

[This path is not feasible, the cultivator's heart cannot withstand such great power.]

[If the blood of a wild beast is transplanted...]

He Niansheng's annotations stopped abruptly here.

Slowly closing the album, Xia Ming's eyes twitched uneasily.

He couldn't help but imagine.

How far has He Niansheng gone...

He clenched his fist tightly and opened the album again.

Xia Ming knew that he had to become powerful quickly.

As powerful as a wild beast!

Crush all conspiracies and tricks!

Until this celestial dome is shattered!

An hour later, a hint of undisguised disappointment flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

Do I really have to transplant the blood of a wild beast?

My heart can't bear it!

Where can I find such immense power?

While Xia Ming was lost in thought, the kettle beside him whistled.

The water was boiling.

Xia Ming understood.

(End of this chapter)