Purple Winged Spirit Worms

There were no man-eating monsters inside the iron box that even made Lin Feng's heart palpitate.

There were only black strange worms, slowly crawling across the bottom of the iron box.

These strange worms were blackish purple all over and only as long as a child's little finger, somewhat resembling tiny snakes.

Their triangular heads had two black horns, while their purple pupils looked somewhat eerie.

Their flat, elongated bodies had two tiny fleshy wings, but they could not fly, because a round hole had been pierced through the center of their wings. At that moment, the densely packed strange worms crawled densely through the iron box.

"Purple Winged Spirit Worms!"

Looking at the black strange worms before him, even Lin Feng could not truly remain calm.

It was a fear etched into his bones.

In this world, no one understood the special value of Purple Winged Spirit Worms better than him.

Although Purple Winged Spirit Worms had sharp teeth, they ate nothing and drank only blood.

The blood of humans or demonic beasts!

The special thing about Purple Winged Spirit Worms was that their bodies contained trace amounts of neurotoxin. As they sucked blood, they injected this neurotoxin into the human body. It would not easily kill a person, but it would paralyze them, as though they had been injected with anesthetic.

In the wilderness, many martial artists used them as anesthetics after being injured.

However, one Purple Winged Spirit Worm could serve as an anesthetic, but if used in large quantities, the numbing effect would vanish, replaced by unimaginable pain!

Fatal pain!

The neurotoxin of three Purple Winged Spirit Worms could torment a strong adult until he wished he were dead.

Purple Winged Spirit Worms were a miraculous insect unique to the Otherworld, impossible to raise or breed artificially.

Though they were not demonic beasts, they possessed a special use.

At present, Lin Feng was the only person in the world who knew of this use.

That was, the venom of more than ten Purple Winged Spirit Worms could temper the body amid agony worse than death, and it had no side effects.

For martial artists in the Body Cultivation Realm, methods of aiding cultivation were nothing more than dietary supplements and medicinal supplements.

That was, food and pills.

Eating more demonic beast flesh could naturally replenish one's qi and blood, but the effects of dietary supplements were far less rapid or effective than medicinal supplements.

Yet whether they were nourishing potions or Qi and Blood Pills and Body Tempering Pills that could increase qi and blood, all had side effects.

Every medicine carried some poison; that saying was not without reason.

Even the children of great lineages had strict regulations on which pills they could take each month and how many they could consume.

One could imagine what a sensation something that could temper the body in the Body Cultivation Realm without any side effects would cause.

This was especially true for students about to take the college entrance examinations.

Lin Feng had bought these terrifying little things after leaving Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

He and Gao Hai had searched many pharmacies before finding them. Even after sweeping up the pharmacies' entire stock, they had only managed to buy thirteen.

After all, these little things held little value to most people.

Only martial artists generally kept a few on hand as temporary anesthetics.

When Lin Feng bought them, each had cost only eighty dollars, absurdly cheap. After their special effects were discovered, Purple Winged Spirit Worms had once soared to one hundred thousand New Dollars each, and even then they were unavailable despite the price.

Before using these terrifying little things, Lin Feng took a crystal vial from his chest. Inside was a red Qi and Blood Pill, priced at one hundred thousand New Dollars.

This single pill had nearly bankrupted Lin Feng. Of the 180,000 New Dollars he had earned at the martial arts hall, only a little over 30,000 remained.

One hundred thousand had gone toward the pill, six thousand toward dinner, and there were still over thirty thousand in face-slapping expenses. The spending had truly been enormous.

"This money really isn't enough to spend."

After sighing, Lin Feng swallowed the pill.

"Come on. How could there be rewards without sacrifice?"

Lin Feng took a clean white towel and stuffed it into his mouth. Though it was uncomfortable, it would keep him from accidentally biting off his tongue in the coming excruciating pain.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng hardened his heart and reached into the box. He swiftly caught ten Purple Winged Spirit Worms and placed them in his palm, then closed the iron box and casually set it on the floor.

Having gone hungry for a long time, the Purple Winged Spirit Worms seemed to smell blood. They eagerly opened mouths full of sharp teeth, bit through Lin Feng's arm, and like leeches, rapidly sucked his blood. As they drank, traces of neurotoxin flowed into Lin Feng's arm as well.

"So comfortable..."

As the neurotoxin entered his body, Lin Feng's entire body began to heat up.

A few seconds later, a strange, exhilarated numbness filled every part of Lin Feng's body. Every cell seemed to rejoice, and his body felt so light that it seemed ready to fly. Lin Feng felt filled with strength, but this pleasure lasted only five or six seconds before his face instantly turned deathly pale.

As if he had fallen from heaven into hell.

At that moment, a searing pain made Lin Feng feel as if he had been thrown into churning lava. The blazing heat seemed to desperately want to reduce him to ashes.

It also felt as though hundreds of millions of tiny strange worms were writhing through his blood, crawling through his limbs, bones, organs, and entrails, gnawing at his flesh and bringing torment like Thousand Blades.

The agonizing pain instantly spread through his entire body. This pain was even more terrifying than death by a thousand cuts.

Especially since Lin Feng's body was still in an abnormally excited state and his mind was highly focused, making this agony worse than death even clearer.

Lin Feng's face twisted as his entire body curled into a trembling ball. His face was ghastly pale, without the slightest trace of color. He slightly opened his eyes, only to close them again from weakness. His throat moved faintly, his hands clenched tight, and his fingernails sank into his flesh as scarlet blood seeped from the wounds.

His entire body trembled, trembling uncontrollably. The intense pain made him roll endlessly across the bed, yet he did not dare make a sound, afraid his family would hear.

If his family saw him in such a miserable state, they would surely be frightened to death.

Time seemed to pass exceedingly slowly.

This heart-rending agony lasted for more than ten minutes before slowly fading away.

"Hu... hu..."

Lin Feng slightly opened his mouth, and the towel soaked in saliva slowly slipped out. At that moment, even his breathing was weak. When his dark eyes slowly opened, they seemed to have turned red, filled with bloodshot veins, leaving only exhaustion and lingering terror.

Supporting himself with his hands, Lin Feng tried to sit up, but his arms gave way. With a bang, he collapsed onto the bed as though boneless, without even the strength to crawl up. His entire body was soaked with sweat, utterly weak and drained, and even his vision had become somewhat blurred.

It hurt. It really hurt!

"I finally endured it."

Collapsed on the bed, Lin Feng no longer had the strength even to sit up. Slowly turning his head, he looked at the shriveled, dead Purple Winged Spirit Worms on his arm. A trace of lingering fear remained in his eyes, while his heart still trembled with fright.

Every bite from a Purple Winged Spirit Worm was like a horrifying death by a thousand cuts. No one would willingly experience that agony worse than death.

It had only been a little over ten minutes, but Lin Feng felt as if he had lived through an entire century.

The reward for such pain, however, was also generous. His physique was now much stronger than before.

The scant qi and blood that had originally been within his body instantly became abundant.

After resting for a while, Lin Feng got down from the small bed and stood before the mirror.

Under the dim light, dark-red blood lines covered Lin Feng from head to toe. Counting carefully, there were eighty-one in total. Clearly, Lin Feng had now reached the Body Cultivation Eighth Stage.