Body-Refining Spiritual Liquid is a mortal-grade spiritual liquid designed specifically for newbies in the Body Refining Realm to temper their physical bodies.
After more than ten days of hard work, he had only managed to afford two bottles.
Furthermore, each bottle contained only a single drop.
And the price... it was so exorbitant that even a ruthless capitalist would shed tears.
Utterly daylight robbery.
This was his second time taking Body-Refining Spiritual Liquid.
He popped open the cap and swallowed it in one gulp.
The next moment, the scene he had been anticipating unfolded.
As the spiritual liquid entered his body, instead of being absorbed by his physique, it mysteriously vanished.
After a brief moment, the spiritual liquid emerged from deep within his body, shrunk tenfold yet purified to the absolute extreme, and surged outward to permeate his limbs.
Here it comes!
Beigong Yu's eyes lit up, and he closely focused on sensing the improvement in his cultivation.
As a Battle Slave whose cultivation was too low, and lacking sufficient gold coins, he didn't even possess a single entry-level cultivation technique.
He had no choice but to rely on his cheat-like ability—whose exact nature he still hadn't figured out—to operate all of this.
A short while later, he had absorbed all of the spiritual liquid.
Then, he opened the second bottle of 6th-grade mortal-grade Body-Refining Spiritual Liquid and drank it down.
Not long after, he felt the bones throughout his entire body begin to grow hot.
"Is a breakthrough coming?"
Feeling this, Beigong Yu's face lit up with joy.
Yet, after a long while, that wave of heat vanished completely.
Beigong Yu's face filled with disappointment.
The energy was insufficient to break through to the 5th Stage Marrow Refining Realm; it merely brought him infinitely close to the 5th Stage Marrow Refining Realm.
It was a pity he had no more gold coins left; otherwise, one more bottle of 6th-grade mortal-grade Body-Refining Spiritual Liquid might have allowed him to step into the 5th Stage Marrow Refining Realm.
At that moment, a biting cold wind swept through several holes in his clothes, making Beigong Yu shiver involuntarily.
Winter was approaching.
Life for a pauper was only going to get harder!
He had no desire to remain so poor and weak forever, so as dawn broke, he packed his things. Slinging a freshly purchased supply of dried beast meat, clean water, two sets of coarse hemp clothing, and other items, and carrying a 5th-grade mortal-grade crimson battle saber on his back, he left Black Mountain Town and headed toward the Chilian Mountains.
Based on the preliminary understanding Beigong Yu had pieced together through subtle inquiries over the past month, this world was a chaotic place where myriad races stood tall, demons ran amok, and the strong reigned supreme.
The human race, the Demon Race, and the demon beasts were sworn enemies.
For countless years, they had been locked in endless slaughter.
The Chilian Mountains served as a small stronghold established here by the Great Desolate Demon Tower of the Demon Race.
Meanwhile, the Great Desolation Immortal Sect had established numerous strongholds in the regions outside its borders to suppress demon beasts, protect ordinary citizens, and provide a training ground for its disciples.
Many such outposts were set up at the foot of the Chilian Mountains.
Black Mountain Town was merely one of the material supply stations among these transit hubs.
Not long after Beigong Yu stepped into the sphere of influence of the Chilian Mountains, more than a dozen sturdy, fierce-looking figures with ulterior motives stealthily followed right behind him.
The moment he entered the Chilian Mountains, Beigong Yu sensed the anomaly behind him.
His eyes were like blades, his expression stern, and cold killing intent surged in the depths of his gaze.
Since you all wish to die, I will contribute a few more new graves to this world!
From the moment they entered the Chilian Mountains, these people made no effort to conceal their intentions, staring at him from not far away with cold and greedy eyes.
Beigong Yu glanced at the surrounding terrain.
There were not many trees here, and the space was somewhat open.
It was not suitable for a fight.
He needed to find a dense forest where he could use his familiarity with the surroundings to launch a counter-kill.
Killing people not only yielded a faint wisp of mysterious energy, but also a wisp of soul power.
This was why his perception was so keen.
Feigning ignorance of the tail behind him, Beigong Yu continued walking all the way until he reached a dense forest, whereupon his figure suddenly flickered and vanished into the woods like a leopard.
Seeing this, a Battle Slave trailing dozens of meters behind shifted his expression slightly.
"Scarface, that fellow seems to have noticed us."
A sharp-nosed, monkey-cheeked man cast a surprised look in the direction where Beigong Yu had vanished, then turned to speak to the scar-faced man beside him.
"Hmph, no matter. Not only am I an expert of the 6th Stage Viscera Refining Realm, but all twelve of you are also between the 3rd and 5th stages. With such strength, killing him is as easy as slaughtering a chicken."
"Form a encirclement now and flank him."
The scar-faced man let out a cold snort and issued instructions, ordering the twelve men to scatter and form a perimeter, closing in toward the direction where Beigong Yu had disappeared.
Hiding behind a massive boulder dozens of meters away, Beigong Yu parted the dense tree ferns, revealing a pair of cold, wolf-like eyes as he watched the scattering group, the corners of his mouth curving upward slightly.
The slaughter has begun!
Beigong Yu licked his lips bloodthirstily, spun around, and vanished.
Wanting to trap him with this kind of tactic was nothing short of daydreaming.
Although he was also a member of the Battle Slave Camp, whenever he finished his monthly duties, he would plunge into the fringe areas of the Chilian Mountains to slay beasts and elevate his cultivation.
Consequently, he was extremely familiar with the terrain here.
Three minutes later.
In a certain patch of dense forest, a horse-faced Battle Slave of the 4th Stage Bone Refining Realm was wielding a steel saber, loudly and indiscriminately hacking at the weeds and brush along the path, muttering curses under his breath.
The next moment...
Swish!
A blade of light suddenly swept out from behind a giant tree behind him. The head of the horse-faced man, who was at the 4th Stage Bone Refining Realm, flew into the air like a ball, and blood immediately spurted from his neck like water from a pipe.
It spurted for a full three or four seconds before he crashed heavily to the ground, twitched a few times, and his soul returned to Jiuyou.
Two wisps of faint energy merged into his body; one was absorbed by his physical form, while the other entered the space between his brows.
To be honest... slaying humans did not yield as much contributory energy as slaying wild beasts.
Still, it was better than nothing.
Having already contributed over a dozen new graves to this world, he naturally wasn't as repulsed by killing people as he had been in the beginning.
Remaining calm and collected, Beigong Yu quickly searched the corpse, only to find 9 gold coins and dozens of silver coins.
As for the cultivation technique he had been yearning for, there was still none to be found.
Cursing the dead man inwardly as a pauper, he turned and left.
Even though he was also a pauper, that didn't stop him from calling others the same.