Chapter 02 Lots of secrets

　True Martial Sect, Wudao Mountain, residence of the miscellaneous disciples.

　　Under the night curtain, a figure sneakily approached the door of the premises.

　　Rustling~

　　Then, he leaned down, and on his outstretched arm, a small, slender, dark snake quickly burrowed into the premises.

　　Seeing the small snake enter the room, a cold smile spread across the corners of the figure's mouth, and then disappeared into the night.

　　The Phantom Snake!

　　It is highly poisonous!

　　It will kill you if you touch it!

　　......

　　Inside the room.

　　It was simply furnished with a stone bed.

　　On the stone bed, Chen Yang's face was pale and his brows were furrowed.

　　His body was also in a tense posture, as if he had fallen into a kind of nightmare.

　　Phew!

　　Suddenly, his body sat up with a jerk, panting heavily.

　　"Chen Yang~"

　　"True Martial Sect~ 6th level of Houtian~ Miscellaneous disciple~"

　　"And a small talent?"

　　Chen Yang's brows furrowed as he only felt his head hurting as a fragment of memory came flooding back all at once.

　　"Crossed over?"

　　"Or a world where martial arts is respected."

　　"The disciple examination is about to open, and the competition for promotion qualification ...... was struck into serious injury~."

　　"He or she is still one of the most promising people to pass the examination."

　　The confusing memories caused Chen Yang to have a violent headache and shrink into a ball with his hands clutching his head.

　　"No, someone has poisoned~ to me."

　　......

　　After an unknown amount of time, a cool sensation surfaced on his body.

　　In a flash, it woke Chen Yang up from his silence, and a small black spotted snake, two feet long, came into view and was erecting its body, wanting to bite down towards him.

　　At once, a string of information emerged in his mind.

　　Demonic Beast Spectral Snake.

　　Highly poisonous!

　　Can kill a Houtian martial artist.

　　Phew~

　　In an instant, Chen Yang instinctively probed out his large hand and clutched the Phantom Tattooed Python, crushing its neck.

　　"Kill the Phantom Tattooed Snake and plunder two channels of ordinary blood qi."

　　A mechanical voice then rang out in his mind.

　　"Who~"

　　Amidst his astonishment, a curtain of light flashed out in his eyes.

　　Chen Yang: peak Houtian 6th level.

　　Fist Technique: Grandmountain Fist (Beginner)

　　Knife Technique: Spiritual Light Blade (uninitiated)

　　Draw Technique: (Introductory)

　　Amount of blood qi: two (ordinary blood qi)

　　"What is this?"

　　Several breaths of time had passed before Chen Yang slowed down.

　　At this moment, in his mind, some relevant information appeared.

　　After killing some living beings, such as demonic beasts, one could plunder blood qi.

　　The plundered blood qi was neutral and could be used to enhance the strength realm or to aid in the cultivation of derivative martial skills.

　　The blood qi that is plundered is divided into several types based on bloodline, talent and other reasons.

　　Ordinary blood qi is the lowest grade, and upwards there are lower, middle, upper, heavenly and divine grades.

　　The very simple data panel was simply used to embody his level of cultivation.

　　Having digested the original owner's memories, Chen Yang naturally knew the cause and effect of what had happened.

　　After carefully examining his body, he found that the injuries suffered by the original master had surprisingly recovered, so perhaps this was one of the benefits of travellers.

　　Slowly lay back down on the stone bed and began to sort out the confusing memories in his mind.

　　　......

　　Early the next morning, Chen Yang got up and left his residence.

　　But not long after he went out, he was caught by the noise.

　　"Zhao Lin is dead."

　　 A room not far away was surrounded by a miscellaneous disciples.

　　"Zhao Lin?"

　　At the sound of his voice, Chen Yang's expression was slightly stunned.

　　This person was the same as him, also a disciple of the peak Houtian 6th level realm.

　　Surprisingly, he had died!

　　He had also died a few days before the disciple examination.

　　A cold smile then spread across the corners of his mouth.

　　Not only had Zhao Lin died.

　　He, 'Chen Yang', was also dead!

　　After walking a distance forward like this, there were several more figures in front of Chen Yang.

　　"Chen Yang!"

　　Wang Jue looked at Chen Yang, surrounded by people, with a look of surprise in his eyes as he said, "The defeated underlings, you have a big life."

　　As he spoke, Wang Jue sized up Chen Yang.

　　 Yesterday, he had clearly struck Chen Yang into a serious wound.

　　He even ordered someone to quietly release the poisonous snake afterwards, but he did not expect the man to still be alive.

　　Not only that, he could not even see the slightest sign of injury.

　　Could it be that yesterday was all a pretence?

　　He had deliberately lost to himself and wanted to hide his clumsiness.

　　Thinking of this, Wang Jue's expression was a little ugly.

　　The same Chen Yang, upon seeing Wang Jue, reunited with the obsessive figure in his memories of integration.

　　It was this dog in front of him that had caused the trouble!

　　Five days later, it was the True Martial Sect's once a year miscellaneous disciple promotion examination.

　　According to the rules of the True Martial Sect, any miscellaneous disciple at the sixth level of the Houtian realm could take the examination.

　　The first ten people who passed the examination would be given a true essence pellet by the sect to help promote them to the seventh level of the Houtian realm and become true outer disciples.

　　The original master was precisely one of the miscellaneous disciples who had the best chance of receiving the True Origin Pill.

　　By the way, the same was true of that dead Zhao Lin.

　  Earlier, Wang Jue had had someone poison him in advance and then deliberately provoked a sparring match.

　During the battle, the original master was struck into a serious wound and died in the latter half of the night, enabling Chen Yang to be reborn in this world.

　　"Chen Yang, you defeated underling, you still don't salute when you see Senior Brother Wang."

　　"I see if you are scared by Senior Brother Wang's fist."

　　Looking at Chen Yang without speaking, the other miscellaneous disciples around Wang Jue spoke up one after another, eliciting a loud laugh.

　　In response, Chen Yang looked deeply at Wang Jue and turned his head towards the distance.

　　At this moment, with the ability to plunder blood qi, he could not wait to immediately kill his way into the mountains and forests.

　　When his cultivation level rose, what kind of bullshit Wang Jue, an outer disciple, would be taken out with a single slash.

　　This account would not be settled.

　　"No matter if you are pretending or really uninjured, you cannot be kept, the True Element Pill can only be mine."

　　Looking at Chen Yang's distant figure, Wang Jue narrowed his eyes, his heart deepening with murderous intent.

　　He knew very well what had happened yesterday.

　　Since he had already formed an enmity, he naturally had to settle the trouble in a crisp and clean manner.

　　Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked someone to put the Phantom Snake into Chen Yang's room in the middle of the night.

　　Seriously injured and unconscious, a highly poisonous snake, this was a sure death sentence.

　　Even this is fine, it seems that the previous serious injury must have been faked.

　　......

　　As one of the three major sects in the Kaiyang Kingdom, the True Martial Sect covers a very vast area, and the sect is built in the middle of the mountains.

　　In the mountains, there were many ordinary demonic beasts present, and after knowing that he could plunder blood qi, Chen Yang was a little impatient.

　Poof~

　　It hadn't been long since he entered the mountains when a cracking sound rang out.

　　At once, the long knife in Chen Yang's hand trembled lightly and slashed down towards the incoming snake shadow.

　　Poof~

　　Demon blood flew, killing it in one slash.

　　Swoosh~ Swoosh~ Swoosh~

　　In an instant, a sound of breaking air rang out around his body as several dark shadows attacked towards Chen Yang.

　　"Kill an ordinary demon snake and plunder an ordinary blood energy."

　　A prompt sounded in his mind, and Chen Yang's figure had long since disappeared from his original spot.

　　As his steps moved and his figure flashed, he shot out his sword in quick succession, so fast that the surrounding incoming dark lights were directly chopped away.

　 "Kill the ordinary demon snake and plunder two channels of blood energy."

　　"Kill ......"