Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

As the Second Master of the Iron Blood Sect, Li Chun's talent had always been among the strongest in the sect.

He even considered himself no weaker than the Sect Master, Xue San.

The only reason he couldn't compare to Xue San was his youth and the lack of an opportunity.

An opportunity to prove himself and to kill his master!

An opportunity to avenge his wife, who he didn't even know where she was sold to!

That old bastard had held back when teaching him martial arts.

But now, the opportunity had arrived!

Li Chun was already a very confident person, but after practicing this "Ox-Horse Sinking Blood Art," he became even more confident!

He felt as if a thin film in his brain had been pierced, granting him astonishing wisdom.

Yes, astonishing wisdom!

No one understands sinking blood better than me!

No one understands oxen and horses better than me!

With my supreme talent and astonishing wisdom, I will surely look down upon the world in the future!

Suddenly, he remembered the bird poem made by that outer disciple who got lucky – "Gazing at the stars, a true man; Standing on the ground, a true ox-horse! Ox, ox, ox, ox!".

He hated poetry, but at this moment, he felt as if he had transformed into the strongest ox-horse man in the world, with three heads: an ox head, a horse head, and a human head.

His human head gazed at the stars, looking like a true iron-blooded man, while the ox and horse heads faced the ground, and his limbs firmly stood on the land he had cultivated and sown.

At this moment, he was the embodiment of that poem!

The embodiment of the ox-horse of heaven and earth!

No, he wanted even more!

He also wanted to compose poetry!

"Ox-horse! Ox-horse! Eating grass, squeezing out milk!"

As soon as this poem came out, the image of the ox-horse in his sea of consciousness became even more concrete.

Li Chun tasted a bitter flavor in his mouth, as if he were eating grass and producing milk at the same time.

He wasn't used to this bitter taste at first, but it soon became incredibly wonderful, just like how he felt awkward when cleaning chamber pots at night, but later became immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Wait! Producing milk?"

As this thought appeared, the blood in Li Chun's body surged, flowing through his chest.

Before long, he felt his chest swell, as if he were really about to produce milk.

"It's working!"

Li Chun still didn't stop, continuing to wave his strong limbs and visualize sinking blood.

After an incense stick's worth of time, he stopped.

Because he found that his chest was already wet.

Li Chun tore open his clothes and found that what was flowing from his chest was not milk, but blood.

The Iron Blood Sect's unique green blood.

This was the blood he had just cultivated.

Li Chun twitched his nose and couldn't help but sigh, "I smell so good!"

He pinched a bit of blood with his finger and put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

"Indeed, it really is medicine!"

In fact, in the past two days, blood had been coming out of his lower body like a woman's period, just like several other disciples.

At that time, he smelled the medicinal fragrance in the blood and felt that it probably contained pure medicinal power.

That's also why their hair started growing.

But he didn't easily taste it, after all, this thing still had to pass the psychological barrier.

As his cultivation became more and more profound, this psychological barrier had disappeared.

Even if he was really an ox-horse, what was wrong with tasting his own milk?

Even if an ox eats grass and produces milk, it can still eat some milk sometimes.

Now that he had tasted it, he found it was indeed magical.

The blood milk overflowing from his chest had a more concentrated and purer medicinal fragrance than the blood from below.

In other words, he had now become a man who could produce milk and have periods.

If this were in the past, Li Chun would probably go crazy, after all, the Iron Blood Sect emphasized iron-blooded hard men, with pointy heads, unafraid of bleeding, and full of masculinity.

But as he continued to cultivate this technique, his mentality had changed.

His current day of cultivation was equivalent to several days before, and even a waste like Zhu Xiaoming could rise rapidly with this technique, which already indicated that this technique should be the Iron Blood Sect's orthodoxy.

Sect Master Xue San knows nothing about the Iron Blood Art!

He believed that with the blessing of this divine skill and his leadership, the Iron Blood Sect would reach a new level.

Li Chun quickly squeezed some out, sucked it in himself, and his eyes widened even more.

A warm feeling instantly flowed from his throat to all parts of his body, and he felt an unprecedented wonderful sensation.

The Iron Blood Sect's Iron Blood Art required moving qi and blood internally and tempering the body externally. After long-term cultivation, there would inevitably be hidden injuries.

Especially if there was too much iron blood, if it wasn't released in time, it would cause tiny cracks in the blood vessels and meridians, which only those who had cultivated the Iron Blood Art to a profound level would experience.

But at this moment, Li Chun found that his "blood milk" was nourishing these hidden injuries, allowing them to recover.

It was truly amazing!

Even the legendary divine medicine from the Jiangzhong Sect for treating internal injuries was probably not so magical.

Li Chun quickly drank all the blood milk from his chest.

He only felt warm all over, indescribably comfortable and relaxed.

No, this wasn't the most relaxed.

He quickly took out the chamber pot of Little Wang from the brothel, the one with the most pungent smell, and started washing it.

This was the most comfortable!

There was nothing more comfortable than being an ox and a horse like this!

At the same time, the milk blood in his body was fermenting. Li Chun stood there holding the chamber pot, and his whole person suddenly looked like a kind-hearted doctor.

"Iron blood cannot save the world! But medicinal blood can!"

Nourished by the blood milk, he understood that being an ox-horse who washes chamber pots and toilets was just a superficial ox-horse, but what about a deeper ox-horse?

The true ox-horse is to dedicate oneself, even one's own blood, to benefit others!

With a grateful heart, Li Chun ordered, "Bring Zhu Xiaoming here."

Before long, Zhu Xiaoming, with slightly curly hair, arrived.

Li Chun looked at him with a gentle expression and said, "Xiaoming, drink this."

Zhu Xiaoming looked at the green liquid in the cup. His first reaction was iron blood, and his second reaction was poisoned wine, but he didn't hesitate much and drank it all in one gulp.

Because even if it was poisoned wine, his resistance would be useless. Moreover, the Second Master's temperament seemed more gentle today, and coupled with his strong muscles, it was difficult for him to refuse.

It could be said that dying under the iron blood is a romantic death, so die!

Zhu Xiaoming picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. As soon as the thing entered his mouth, he noticed something was wrong.

"It smells so good!"

"This is medicine!"

The medicinal fragrance gave him a familiar feeling.

"Could it be..."

Li Chun looked at him with a gratified expression and said, "You guessed it right, in fact, your blood is also medicine."

"A great medicine!"

The medicinal effect was already flowing in Zhu Xiaoming's body, and Zhu Xiaoming's eyes also lit up.

"Our blood is also medicine."

"Then if we drink our own blood, we will have more energy to be oxen and horses! Our cultivation will also be more refined!"

Li Chun looked at him and nodded with satisfaction, "Xiaoming, you have great comprehension, but you are still a bit lacking compared to me. Our Iron Blood Sect has been around for so many years, but only has this little bit of fame. In this Clear River City, it's just barely passable. You have to pay to wash toilets and chamber pots in brothels, and you have to worry about the succubi of the Joyful Union Sect taking action."

"We came here to find the Golden Palace to take a step further. But the Golden Palace is hard to find, like a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water. If the Iron Blood Sect doesn't have a lucky encounter before that, it will just be like this."

"But now with this blood, we can not only cultivate the Ox-Horse Sinking Blood Art more happily and be more powerful oxen and horses, but also open up a new world through the path of medicine!"

"Our blood can save people. If we cultivate hard, we might be able to save people even better than the Jiangzhong Sect!"

At this moment, the two were already fantasizing about being oxen and horses, kind-hearted doctors. They only felt that this feeling was too wonderful and couldn't help but hum softly.

"Sect Master, maybe we will be more famous than the Jiangzhong Sect in the future, and then the Iron Blood Sect will be a first-class sect! We can also become stronger because of this!" Zhu Xiaoming said.

Li Chun nodded and said, "As long as we become strong enough, I'll see who can stop our path!"

"As long as we are strong enough, who would dare to criticize us for being oxen and horses? I can wash whoever's toilet I want, and I don't even have to pay!" Zhu Xiaoming exclaimed.

The two in the room saw a bright future.

Just then, there was a sudden noise outside.

"Welcome Sect Master back to the manor!"

"Welcome Sect Master back to the manor!"

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers stood there, like lackeys.

They watched a red-clothed man walk in with two subordinates.

This red-clothed man could no longer be described as having a "pointy head," but his entire head was almost a triangle, like a snake's head, and his eyes were almost squeezed together, so he looked particularly fierce.

If the pointier the head, the purer the iron blood, then this had already cultivated the "Iron Blood Art" to a very high level.

Without thinking, this should be the Iron Blood Sect's leader, Xue San.

The previous Iron Blood Sect disciples had already knelt on both sides, welcoming him, chanting slogans in unison.

"This bird Iron Blood Sect isn't very strong, but this sect leader has quite the airs."

Duan Yun couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

He suddenly realized that these bird sects and gangs were all like this.

The Xuan Xiong Gang was even weaker, but the gang leader also had quite the airs.

He was kicked away by the Xuan Xiong Gang members because the gang leader was passing by on the street, and this scene was no less impressive.

Xue San quickly went to the inner courtyard.

At this time, a nearby Iron Blood Sect disciple, "Little Zhao," couldn't help but come over and said to Duan Yun and the Murong brothers, "You really escaped a disaster just now."

Because Little Zhao knew that the Murong brothers had accidentally comprehended this new Sinking Blood Art, he would often come to the Murong brothers to get close and wanted to know more details about the technique.

There was no way, he wanted to improve too much!

So, back and forth, he was considered an acquaintance of Duan Yun and the Murong brothers in the Iron Blood Sect.

The Murong brothers asked in confusion, "Escaped a disaster?"

"You don't know, Sect Master Xue San is petty. If he had just found out that you didn't kneel, he might have beaten you to death," Little Zhao reminded.

"Not kneeling means being beaten to death? Is this dog trying to be the emperor?" Duan Yun complained.

As soon as he said this, Little Zhao immediately left the two.

These two newcomers didn't understand the terror of the Iron Blood Sect's leader, Xue San. Just the description of 'dog' alone, if Xue San knew, would be a capital crime.

No, maybe he would even '诛连' his 'friend'.

This was also why Little Zhao quickly distanced himself from them.

Xue San had just walked to the corridor when Li Chun opened the door.

He and Zhu Xiaoming knelt on the ground together.

Xue San glanced at them and asked, "How is the preparation for entering the mountain?"

Li Chun replied, "It has been arranged properly, and we can set off the day after tomorrow."

Xue San nodded and walked straight away.

Li Chun and Zhu Xiaoming stood up.

Li Chun patted Zhu Xiaoming's shoulder and said, "We won't have to kneel to people like this soon."

Zhu Xiaoming was still afraid of Xue San.

Because Sect Master Xue San's head was triangular, the pointiest in the sect, and also the most terrifying.

This seemed to be deeply ingrained in his body's instincts.

But even though he was afraid, he was already looking at Li Chun with a firm expression.

He knew that the Iron Blood Sect would usher in a terrible change, and if he had to choose, he would only choose "Brother Chun."

Just as Li Chun had said, no one could stop their path!

Li Chun felt that as long as he endured for a while longer, he would definitely be able to kill Xue San.

Unfortunately, Li Chun was called over by Xue San that afternoon.

"What's going on with the sect members washing chamber pots and toilets in brothels when I'm not around?" Xue San questioned.

Sect Master Xue San usually didn't care much about trivial matters, but at this time he brought up this matter.

Li Chun replied, "Those few guys somehow lost their minds and did this shameful thing. I have already taught them a lesson."

Xue San raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is that so? I've only been gone for nine days, and my Iron Blood Sect has had such a scandal. Don't you have even a bit of responsibility and feel ashamed?"

Li Chun's expression wasn't very good, and he said, "I was wrong, I didn't manage them well."

This wasn't just Xue San alone. Being reprimanded in front of others made Li Chun feel very embarrassed.

But Li Chun was also used to this guy being like this.

Xue San had a bad temper, especially at times like this.

Because Xue San was bleeding.

Strands of green blood were dripping from his fingertips, making a sound.

The people of the Iron Blood Sect, because they cultivated the Iron Blood Art, always had too much blood, so they had to bleed from time to time.

And the Iron Blood Art also easily made people irritable, especially when they had so much blood that they had to bleed, their temper was particularly bad.

Xue San was just in such a state.

In fact, the people of the Iron Blood Sect, as long as they reached the light green level, would have a bad temper for a few days every month.

But those in high positions could vent their anger on those in low positions, while those in low positions could only go outside and rape and kill.

And because Clear River City lacked civilians, even ordinary people were hard to find, some of them could only go and mess with pigs.

Xue San was now venting his anger on Li Chun.

Li Chun was also used to listening, listening when he was scolded, and enduring it.

Anyway, I'll kill your whole family sooner or later!

At this time, Xue San, with his triangular head, said, "How did I hear that you are also secretly washing women's chamber pots, the most pungent kind. Could it be that you saw the brothel and were touched by the scene?"

"Thinking about it, it's true. If your wife was still working, it would definitely be the most pungent one inside!"

"Hahahaha!"

At this time, although Li Chun was still calm on the surface, his aura was actually in chaos.

The true qi, like an ox, was colliding wildly.

"What's wrong, are you angry?"

"What's the use of being angry? Aren't you just able to watch your wife become like that?"

Suddenly, Xue San changed his tone again and said, "Sorry, sorry, I just happen to like telling the truth these days, don't take it to heart."

"Your wife went to see you some time ago, and she's still in that line of work, but she's a bit past her prime and having a hard time."

"Do you want to know where she is?"

"If you want to know, then use your mouth to help me bleed properly! Maybe I'll tell you the details of how she serves old men."

"I originally wanted to give you face, after all, you are now second-in-command, but Iron Blood Sect lost face, it's my loss, and yours too, so take this as punishment."

"Come here!"

As he spoke, Xue San stretched out his hand dripping with green blood.

Li Chun walked over, his eyes suddenly becoming very calm.

The moment his mouth touched his finger, Xue San's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Not good!"

With a snap, Li Chun bit down, directly severing a section of Xue San's finger!

Damn it, let it be today!