Chapter 1240: Chapter 1231: Giving Up Resistance
Zhang Po pointed at the bloody hole in his chest and roared at Xiao Yifei, “Look! This is the injury you caused ! I want you to pay back double!” With that, Zhang Po opened his mouth full of fangs like spikes and lunged at Xiao Yifei.
Seeing Zhang Po’s gaping mouth approaching him, Xiao Yifei hurriedly supported Zhang Po, saying, “No, I didn’t do it on purpose, I’m sorry.”
Zhang Po completely ignored Xiao Yifei’s explanation and bit fiercely at Xiao Yifei’s neck. Xiao Yifei, due to lack of strength, gave up resisting and allowed Zhang Po to tear at him.
In an instant, Xiao Yifei was covered from head to toe, skin and bones, in a bloody ss.
“Ah!”
Xiao Yifei suddenly woke up from his nightmare, realizing it was all just a false alarm. He didn’t know how long he had been unconscious. His last mory was being trapped in the stone chamber with Zhang Po, facing the sudden attack of the “Drilling Armor Corpse.” Zhang Po fearlessly fought it and eventually lost his life. In desperation, Xiao Yifei used the Biwei Silver Needle to pierce his own Tianzhong Acupoint.
The Tianzhong Acupoint is a very important acupoint in the human body, located at the center of the crown. Stimulating the Tianzhong Acupoint can unleash one’s potential, exploding with ten tis the usual skill, but excessive stimulation cos with a price.
This cost is determined by the degree of stimulation, ranging from losing cultivation to full-body paralysis. Xiao Yifei’s stimulation this ti was so extre that it directly cost him ten years of his life.
Xiao Yifei simply examined his body and found that the depletion within had almost fully recovered. The missing ligants and muscles on his calf had also regenerated, likely due to the significant role of the wood attribute Qi within him. He couldn’t help but marvel at how useful this wood attribute Qi was, as long as he wasn’t dead, he could recover.
It seed that aside from losing years of life, he didn’t pay too high a price, so he felt relieved. After all, ten thousand years is too long; he only struggled for the day and night. To Xiao Yifei, living ten years less wasn’t too significant.
Having been asleep for so long, his limbs felt sowhat numb, and he wasn’t very familiar with the just-regenerated calf. Xiao Yifei forced himself to sit up, wiped the cold sweat off his body, and recalled the recent dream, still palpitating with fear as if it had happened right in front of him.
“Is anyone there? Where am I?” Xiao Yifei tentatively asked as he sat up, while also looking around, discovering he was in the stone chamber where the fight had occurred, with two sections of the “Drilling Armor Corpse’s” body and a puddle of pasty brain matter still on the ground.
“You’re awake.” A boy’s voice ca from beside him. The voice was very familiar. Xiao Yifei turned his head to see that Chang Wei was sitting beside him. In front of him was a campfire, its light flickering. In the changing brightness, Xiao Yifei noticed that Chang Wei’s face looked very grim.
“It’s actually you!” Xiao Yifei showed a look of vigilance. Seeing Chang Wei, he suddenly rembered the old scoundrel Chang Wutian, who used all sorts of sinister plots to harm him and Zhang Po. Thinking about Zhang Po’s death, his anger imdiately surged.
Xiao Yifei tried to stand up but found he had no strength at all. He likely hadn’t eaten during these days of unconsciousness, leaving his body extrely weak. He couldn’t even stand and was at the rcy of others.
Xiao Yifei sighed helplessly, adopting a face of heroism in the face of death.
“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.” As if guessing Xiao Yifei’s thoughts, Chang Wei said to him, “My father has already been killed by you, but I don’t want to avenge him. He brought his fate upon himself; I should never have covered up for him from the beginning.”
With that, Zhang Po began to recount what Chang Wutian had done to Xiao Yifei.
Hearing this story made Xiao Yifei grit his teeth in anger, wishing he could drag out Chang Wutian’s corpse and pound it again.
As it turns out, the reason for the scarcity of Chang Family mbers was not due to the disaster brewed by Lord Chang Zhen; all the consequences were sown by Chang Wutian.
Five years ago, in order to refine the “Drilling Armor Corpse,” Chang Wutian didn’t hesitate to use his clan mbers for human experints, all ending in failure. The failed test subjects were buried by Chang Wutian at the foot of the mountain. Day after day, the terror of the Chang Family’s mysterious disappearance spread through the cave…
At that ti, Chang Wei’s grandfather, Chang Zhen, who was the Family Head, finally discovered sothing suspicious and confronted Chang Wutian to verify the situation, only to be plotted against by Chang Wutian. Chang Zhen’s body was used to make a “Drilling Armor Corpse,” kept in the stone chamber. After Chang Zhen’s death, Chang Wutian rightfully beca the Family Head of the Chang Family, reigning with authority, with no one daring to provoke him.
Eventually, the frenzied Chang Wutian killed all clan mbers except for Chang Wei, to refine a second “Drilling Armor Corpse.” However, he failed every ti until recently, when Xiao Yifei’s father ca to demand a token, Chang Wutian saw an opportunity to plot against him. But with his strength, there was no way he could match Xiao Yifei’s father.
Chang Wutian’s plot was uncovered by Xiao Yifei’s father, who subdued Chang Wutian easily, declaring he would rid the people of this harm by killing Chang Wutian.
In the end, it was only after Chang Wutian and his son knelt and pleaded for rcy, promising never to do evil again, that Xiao Yifei’s father agreed to spare them, taking the token imprint with him.
Later, Xiao Yifei went berserk, destroyed the “Drilling Armor Corpse,” and turned Chang Wutian into a pulp.
Xiao Yifei sighed. Chang Wutian indeed deserved his downfall, though Chang Wei wasn’t exactly a bad person. Xiao Yifei had a good impression of him from the start, and before Chang Wutian activated the switch to trap them in the stone chamber, Chang Wei even interceded, performing his duty to the utmost.
All these years, Chang Wei’s protection and indulgence of Chang Wutian were rare displays of filial piety. It wasn’t until Chang Wutian died at Xiao Yifei’s hands that Chang Wei saw everything clearly and awoke to the truth.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yifei suddenly sat up and asked, “Where is Zhang Po? Where did you put his body? He’s not ant for you to turn into a Walking Corpse. You better not ss around; I need to take him ho.”
Chang Wei pouted, “I’m not like my father. Though I learned the Chang Family’s cultivation technique, I focused on puppet chanism arts, so I’m not interested in those bodies.” He then gestured with his head, “Your friend is over there. He’s not dead. I just treated his wounds a bit; he’s alive, but it will take so ti before he regains consciousness.”
“Not dead?” Xiao Yifei was overjoyed. As long as he wasn’t dead, with his dical skill, he was confident he could help Zhang Po recover. With this thought, Xiao Yifei hurriedly called over the dazed Chang Wei, asking him to help him check on Zhang Po’s injuries.
Chang Wei agreed, supporting Xiao Yifei as they walked towards where Zhang Po lay.
When they got closer, Xiao Yifei saw Zhang Po’s pale face and closed eyes, feeling a wave of sorrow in his heart.
“I knew you wouldn’t die so easily, brother!” Xiao Yifei murmured.
After this brush with death, Zhang Po’s place in Xiao Yifei’s heart grew even further, and the bond between the two deepened.
There was no ti to think more. Xiao Yifei imdiately began to examine Zhang Po’s injuries.
After an initial assessnt, Xiao Yifei found that although Zhang Po was still alive, his life signs were very weak. The “Drilling Armor Corpse’s” claw was only two inches away from piercing his heart. The artery near Zhang Po’s heart had been completely severed, barely maintaining blood supply through a slight connection. Even though Chang Wei had simply treated Zhang Po’s injuries, it had little effect.
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