"Worthless slave, you dare loaf around right under my nose? Looking to die, are you?!"
Smack! Smack!
Several whipping shadows howled down!
Scorching, excruciating pain surged into Jiang Yi's peripheral nerves!
The pain made him stagger and drop to his knees!
It also jolted him completely awake from his daze.
Damn!
He had transmigrated!
And become a Mine Slave!
No!
No, no—more precisely!
He had actually transmigrated into this world eighteen years ago, born in a small village called Jiang Family Village.
The Jiang Family Village chief had named him Jiang Yi—
The same name as in his previous life!
It was only today that he awakened his past wisdom and remembered his previous life.
As for the past dozen-plus years, he had lived in a muddle, surviving with nothing but "ah-ba-ah-ba."
His parents in this life had loved their son as dearly as their lives. They had not cruelly abandoned him, and had raised him through bitter hardship.
But a month ago, everything had changed!
A group of powerful bandits had stormed into the village and, without a word, burned, killed, looted, and plundered.
To protect Jiang Yi!
His parents had fought desperately, only to both die beneath the bandits' blades.
The entire Jiang Family Village had also been looted clean!
Whether it was fortune or misfortune!
Only he and a scattering of young, able-bodied villagers had been driven back to the mountain stronghold like livestock by the bandits.
They had become slaves digging ore in the mountains!
As hazy, fragmented memories flooded in, Jiang Yi seemed to see the tragic and fierce scene of that day:
Villagers' corpses lay one after another in pools of blood!
Screams and wails mingled with wild laughter and sounds of ravaging, unending.
They seemed to echo madly beside his ears!
Endless scarlet flames swallowed that tiny village whole!
Until it burned away completely!
Everything, all of it, became a cold, deathly silent ruin.
No corpse left, all things reduced to ash!
"Huff, huff, huff!!!"
Jiang Yi panted violently, his upper and lower teeth chattering madly.
He felt a towering rage rising up, filling his entire heart.
Damn them!
They deserved to die!
Kill, kill, kill!
Kill them! Kill them all!
They were not human—they were a pack of beasts. They should go to hell!
Almost at the same time!
A hazy screen slowly appeared in his mind...
[Life Master: Jiang Yi] [Cultivation: None] [Physique: None] [Cultivation Scripture: Rock Steadiness Fist, Nameless Scripture (Incomplete)] [Lifespan: 10]
"A Golden finger?"
Two pieces of information entered Jiang Yi's mind:
The first: kill those hostile to him, and according to their Boundary and cultivation, convert it into a certain amount of lifespan to replenish his own.
The second: consume his own lifespan to deduce martial arts and cultivate Cultivation Scriptures and techniques!
Simple!
Brutal!
Clear!
"Are your ears deaf? Get the hell up and keep digging! If you keep dawdling, I'll whip you to death!"
Smack!
Another whip lashed down viciously!
It tore Jiang Yi's skin and flesh open, blood soaking his thin, tattered clothes.
Jiang Yi did not respond!
His eyes were crimson and webbed with blood vessels as he turned his head and coldly stared at the bandit wielding the whip.
The rage in his heart climbed to its peak!
"Consume nine years of lifespan. Simulate the cultivation method—Rock Steadiness Fist!"
Rock Steadiness Fist was a martial arts cultivation method of Jiang Family Village!
It was said to have been passed down from their ancestors!
Every Jiang Family Village resident was qualified to learn this martial art!
Yet those who could truly master it were few and far between.
Before awakening his past wisdom!
Naturally, he had been unable to comprehend the true meaning of its cultivation method.
Yet under his father's relentless "coercion and temptation" in this life.
And after more than a decade of "accumulation."
Even with the mind of a simpleton, he had still memorized this martial art.
[Year One, you began cultivating Rock Steadiness Fist.] [Year Two, your frail and weak body began to recover.] [Year Three, your Rock Steadiness Fist became increasingly proficient, and your physique improved.] [Year Five, you became intimately familiar with the fist techniques and stepped into the Minor Mastery Boundary.] [Year Six, you worked even harder, attempting to grasp the Rock Steadiness Intent within the martial art.] [Year Seven, you felt your body had become powerful. You seemed to have reached the peak of an ordinary person; facing ten alone was no difficult matter.] [Note: ten meant ten ordinary people.] [Year Eight, after reaching Minor Mastery, your fist techniques could not advance another inch. You seemed to have reached a bottleneck.] [You still failed to grasp the Rock Steadiness Intent within the fist.] [You stopped cultivating and began to wonder whether you had taken the wrong path.] [Year Nine, you attained a flash of enlightenment.] [You began imagining yourself standing within a surging great river, resisting the flood alongside the rocks in the river as you practiced your fist techniques.] [On the final day, life and death stirred your understanding, and you let go of everything.] [Within the imagined torrent, your fist techniques moved like a rock. In one stroke, you stepped into the Major Mastery Boundary of fist techniques.]
As the simulation ended!
The realm and experience of Major Mastery in fist techniques flooded into Jiang Yi's body all at once.
It was as though he had truly cultivated this martial art!
For a full nine years!
His body trembled violently as an immensely powerful force rapidly emerged within him.
Waves of itching came from his two fists!
With the slightest exertion, a thin shell like a silkworm cocoon formed over their surface—
On the other side!
Seeing the blood-red fury in Jiang Yi's eyes, the bandit holding the whip inexplicably felt a chill rise within him.
As though he had been frightened!
His entire body shuddered, and he took several steps back!
Soon, he came to his senses again!
Who was he? A bandit who killed without batting an eye, here to watch over these lowly slaves.
How dared a slave, one he considered beneath even pigs and dogs, look at him like that?!
It had even startled him!
Could he endure that?
Feeling he had lost face, the bandit flew into a rage from shame, and a violent, savage ferocity rose at once.
"Damn it, you're rebelling against heaven!"
"Today, I'll beat you, you worthless slave, to death!"
The bandit's whip rose arrogantly once more and lashed viciously toward Jiang Yi again.
This time!
The whip did not strike Jiang Yi's back. Instead, his outstretched right hand seized it in a single grasp.
As though it had struck a cowhide drum, it let out a muffled thud.
"You!"
The bandit was greatly shocked!
He felt that this scrawny slave before him seemed to have changed somehow.
At that moment, a surging, immense force came roaring from the other end.
Before he even had time to let go of the whip!
His whole body had already been dragged into the air!
At the other end, Jiang Yi stamped his right foot fiercely against the ground!
With a boom, dirt and dust billowed as he shot forward like a cannonball.
His five fingers closed, tightening into a fist!
The power of his entire body surged and shook, rapidly gathering in his fist.
A strike like a rock spanning the heavens shattered the air!
With a single punch, he forcibly drove the bandit's head into his abdominal cavity.
It burst apart inside, blood spraying forth!
[Killed one ordinary enemy. Plundered 5 years of lifespan.]
After that strike!
The stifling resentment in Jiang Yi's heart dispersed somewhat.
But this was not enough!
Far from enough!
How could a single bandit repay the blood debt owed to the villagers of Jiang Family Village?
He wanted to kill—to kill them all!
He wanted them to repay their blood debts in blood!
Jiang Yi's gaze fell upon the remaining two bandits guarding this place.
His gaze was terrifying!
The blood-red in his eyes had not faded, Killing Intent billowing from him.
The sight made the two men's livers and gallbladders split with terror, especially after their companion had just died on the spot.
That miserable death had deeply seared itself into their eyes!
Was this still the Mine Slave they could beat and curse at will?
The whole picture was completely wrong!
They had been promised a flock of lambs at others' mercy—how had such a terrifying sheep demon appeared among them?
Driven by instinctive fear, the two bandits immediately turned and fled.
How could they possibly deal with this?
Only the several Stronghold Masters could display such terrifying skill.
As for them, they were merely petty lackeys!
"Trying to run?"
Jiang Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and curled his lips into a cold smile!
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