Let the Red Light Fly a While

In a moment!

Lin Xiaotian took a heavy, deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Now was not the time to dig deeply into it.

Blood Qi, his ordinary physique, and all that could wait.

The most important thing now was to get out and leave this place.

This body's memories were sparse and incomplete.

He needed to leave and return to his sister's side.

If his sister truly harbored ill intentions toward him, he would never have survived this long.

Besides, that person most likely had accomplices behind him. He had to find a way to grow stronger first.

And there was a martial arts school in town.

The body's memories told him that this world had Martial Dao.

By training the body and using Blood Qi as a guide, one could temper one's physique and attain all manner of Martial Dao abilities.

"If I were a Martial Dao expert, even if that person came, he wouldn't succeed so easily."

Since he had come to this world, he did not want to live too wretchedly. Even if he wanted to keep his head down, without strength, he would still be kneaded into the mud.

Lin Xiaotian surveyed his surroundings, pondering how to leave.

What he saw immediately startled him.

The thin mist at this moment—he did not know whether it had always been like this upon entering, or whether it had become more transparent because he had absorbed its essence.

The things here had become clear to see. Every object was merely veiled by a faint layer of mist, no longer completely invisible as before.

"So many dry bones, and some belongings too."

He took two steps forward and saw skeletons of varying sizes.

From this, he could infer that the mist truly was corrosive.

Some skeletons had even melted away, leaving behind only small objects that the mist could not dissolve.

Looking at it as a whole, the mist here seemed especially targeted toward flesh-and-blood bodies, while its corrosive effect on other things was extremely weak.

Yet strangely, not a single particularly precious item could be found among those who had died here.

That person had probably captured unlucky souls like him. How could they possibly possess anything rare?

If they truly had such precious treasures, how could they have been captured so easily?

Lin Xiaotian sighed softly, observing a moment of silence for the dead.

He raised his head and looked upward.

It was about a dozen meters above, less than twenty meters.

"From such a height, this ordinary mortal body of mine actually didn't die from the fall, and wasn't even seriously injured. How strange."

Lin Xiaotian reached out and touched the ground beneath him.

It was hard and extremely rough.

"What a peculiar place."

His eyes flicked to one side, where the mist was denser, as though it wrapped around something.

Lin Xiaotian stepped closer.

The mist was blown aside, revealing what lay within.

Stairs—stairs that could be climbed.

The stairway was piled from chunks of mountain rock, leading straight upward toward the gap overhead.

To get out, he would have to stand at the very top, then leap diagonally two or three meters and grab the edge of the gap.

"No wonder I fell straight down. Even from the highest step, there are still several meters diagonally to cross."

"I'll climb up first and worry about the rest later."

Lin Xiaotian made his decision.

He began climbing the stairs.

This body truly was that of an ordinary mortal. By the time he climbed up, he was exhausted.

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

He panted heavily.

"Why is a height of just over ten meters so exhausting? Even an ordinary person shouldn't be this tired! It must have something to do with the environment here."

He thought of the mist.

"Mm..."

Lin Xiaotian suddenly froze, a strange expression appearing on his face. He had been focused on escaping and had not noticed the changes in his Blood Qi.

His Blood Qi now seemed full, having stopped absorbing any more.

The layer of red light outside his body had vanished as well.

"Why do I feel like this Blood Qi still wants to absorb more, but this body is restricting it, making further absorption impossible?"

"Looks like I really need to learn martial arts. Once my body becomes stronger, this Blood Qi should be able to keep absorbing. I just don't know what benefit it gives me after absorbing these things."

Lin Xiaotian stretched his body slightly, allowing his weary body to recover a little.

Next, he would have to leap directly two or three meters from here and grab the opening above.

If he did not jump with enough force and fell straight down, then at this height, whether he would survive as he had the first time was still unknown.

After all, his lack of injury and survival earlier were only guesses.

One had to be cautious in all things.

"Huu..."

"Hah..."

After several deep breaths in succession, he made his preparations. Then he sprang forward, leaping toward the gap above.

Slap!

The instant his hand touched the edge of the gap, before he even had time to grasp it, his momentum was spent. The pull of gravity dragged him down, sending him crashing below.

The terrifying fall filled his ears with rushing wind in an instant.

Bang!

His whole body felt as though it had been hit by a train, accompanied by a faint crack.

Lin Xiaotian's eyes widened in shock. What was going on this time? He was injured! Why had he been fine the first time?

He felt as if his entire body had fallen apart, the pain unbearable.

At that moment, the Blood Qi that had been stable and unchanged suddenly erupted like firecrackers lit by a fuse, crackling and surging.

He once more felt Blood Qi rush wildly throughout his entire body, while waves of a dissolving sensation rose again.

Lin Xiaotian's eyes opened wide.

Could this dissolving be Blood Qi's doing? But that was not right.

That person had said anyone entering this place would be dissolved.

Yet this doubt was quickly dispelled.

As the dissolving sensation intensified, after that agony so terrible he wished he were dead, he gradually regained the ability to move.

His hands and feet could move again.

The injuries from that heavy fall had miraculously healed.

"This..."

Lin Xiaotian stood up, dumbfounded.

He examined his body, then felt himself all over. There was nothing unusual. Aside from a faint residual ache from the fall and lingering pain from the dissolving, there was nothing else wrong.

"My Blood Qi is this special... It can heal..."

Even the final note of his voice changed, carrying an excitement he could barely suppress.

He truly wanted to throw back his head and laugh, then declare:

"Look how powerful my cheat is!"

But he knew this was not the time to get arrogant. Villains died from talking too much, and the environment here was far too peculiar.

What if his arrogance attracted some inexplicable behemoth? That would be bad.

He carefully steadied himself and suppressed his wild joy.

Then his brow lifted slightly. He really had discovered something different.

That Blood Qi had begun to stir again.

Just like the first time, it looked ordinary and calm on the surface, while inside it surged and raced like roaring waves.

A layer of blood-red light appeared over his body again.

Lin Xiaotian finally understood.

So healing and repairing required the mist here!

When the red light vanished once more, that sensation of being full yet able to absorb again descended upon him.

"Martial Dao is something I must cultivate. With this Blood Qi, wouldn't it be a waste not to practice Martial Dao?"

"I just don't know whether I can still heal outside if there is no mist like this... To be safe, I still can't be reckless."

He thought as he climbed.

Before long, he reached the top again.

After taking another deep breath and relaxing, he tried once more.

Bang!

Failure struck again.

His body remained as it was, then repaired itself once more as his Blood Qi absorbed the mist.

After several attempts like this, Lin Xiaotian was completely worn out.

"If I had Martial Dao cultivation, how could I possibly fail to jump a mere two or three meters?"

He said bitterly and stopped trying.

He simply fell backward and lay on the ground to sleep.

He needed to completely restore his strength.

Even if his body could repair itself endlessly, mental exhaustion was not something healing alone could solve.

Moreover, he knew that if he kept wasting time like this, then even if his body could endure it, he would eventually starve to death without food.

While his stomach was not yet hungry and he still had strength, getting proper rest was the best choice.

Just as he lay down and drifted into a hazy sleep, red light suddenly emerged around his body again, absorbing the mist in this place.

About the time it took to drink half a cup of tea later.

Lin Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

His spirits were astonishingly good.

"Hehe, this place really is strange. After one sleep, even my mental state seems better than it would be outside."

"Hm! Why has the mist here become thinner?"

He looked at the faint mist around him in confusion, then quickly put it out of his mind.

Afterward, Lin Xiaotian turned his gaze back to the stairs.

The priority now was to leave this place.

This time, Lin Xiaotian had a new idea. He would definitely be able to get out smoothly.