Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 558

[Chapter 558: Outside the Land]

Snap!
A whip dipped in water hit his body, causing a burning pain.

‘You dare to hit me?’

Fang Xing had just awakened from ignorance and subconsciously wanted to mobilize the power of the law.

But my heart sank in an instant.

“The power of the law has no reaction. Is this a world similar to the one of the driver? The body that my soul possesses has weak blood and essence. It is weak… too weak…”

He grinned and looked around, and saw several ragged boys and girls. Some of them had smiles of gloating on their faces, but of course, most of them were filled with fear.

Right in front of him, a man in a blood-red robe, dressed like an ancient oriental man, holding a whip in his hand, looked at him viciously: “You ‘paper slaves’ remember, every month, you must hand in ten pieces of ‘blood paper’. If you fail to hand in one, you will be whipped… If you fail to hand in more than five pieces, hehe, you will not have to live.”

“This original body is a bit miserable… seems to be a slave?”

“You still have to complete the task, but now there is a shortage and you are being punished?”

Fang Xing’s mind moved: “No… Where is my real body?”

Boom!

At this moment, a series of memories emerged, causing his eyes to go dark and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a small wooden house.

The wooden house was built with gratings, with wind leaking from all sides, and straw was laid underneath.

Next to him, there seemed to be someone cutting his clothes.

Well, this time there were three missing pieces of ‘blood paper’ in the mission, so the boy was whipped three times, leaving three blood marks on his back.

The key is that the clothing fibers are mixed with blood and flesh, making them very difficult to handle.

It would be a little easier to just cut the clothes open.

He moved his eyes and saw a young girl.

The other person was wearing a green cloth skirt, with a full chest, rosy cheeks, almond eyes, and a romantic mole at the corner of her mouth. She looked older than her actual age.

A series of memories emerged, and he knew the name of the girl in front of him: “Taohong, thank you very much…”

“Humph, this is the precious wound medicine in my family’s collection… there isn’t much left.”

Taohong was quick with her hands and even quicker with her mouth: “Remember that I saved you this time and gave you medicine. Next time you have to return me two pieces of ‘blood paper’…”

“Two is enough. Can you give me some water?”

Fang Xing felt his lips were dry and almost torn, and his throat was burning.

Looking back on the time travel experiences over the years, it seems that none has been more tragic than this time.

“Hey… Why do I feel like you feel more comfortable after being whipped a few times than before…”

Tao Hong smiled, stood up, and soon brought a chipped ceramic bowl and placed it in front of Fang Xing: “Master Fang, enjoy your meal… I have to leave now!”

The wooden door slammed shut.

Fang Xing drank a sip of water slowly, grinning with every move, then silently closed his eyes and recalled the memories of his original body that he had just obtained.

“The land outside the world, the Great Zhou Dynasty…”

“This body is also called ‘Fang Xing’. I was born in a poor family. Later, I encountered a disaster and was abducted by the demons of the Blood Shadow Sect and became a slave…”

“This is a foreign land, with immortals riding wind and swords and evil spirits. To the north is the Great Zhou Dynasty, a place that countless mortals yearn for…”

“The land outside the Fangwai is in chaos, ruled by the ten great sects of good and evil… There are also cultivators who can practice here, but their methods are different.”

“The righteous sects are good at drawing spells, refining flying swords, performing incantations, and refining elixirs… The evil sects are good at driving corpses, performing shadow puppetry, origami, and summoning gods…”

“No matter if they are good or evil, they are all targets of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Or maybe they couldn’t survive in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so they came to this foreign land to found their own sect…”

“My family was ruled by the evil sect ‘Blood Shadow Sect’ and lived a life worse than death. This time, it seems that because the taxes were not paid in time, many people were demoted to slaves…”

“In fact, being a slave is fine. If it is the Corpse Driving Sect, then all of us will be transformed into zombies…”

“In the Blood Shadow Sect, there are paper slaves, medicine men, beast slaves, etc… The mortality rate is very high. The original body has been holding on for a long time. Now he is a star of misfortune. All his family members have died, and he himself will not live long… Then he was reborn with a trace of my soul?”

After clarifying the whole story, Fang Xing’s expression became very solemn: “If this continues, I will die soon… Unless I can successfully cultivate and become a member of the Blood Shadow Sect…”

When he was first abducted, the Blood Shadow Sect conducted a test and issued an introductory technique, but he achieved nothing.

Fang Xing recalled silently: “Well, in this world, to start practicing, it seems that you also need some kind of physical ‘talent’. You must first sense a certain special breath, and then you can absorb and practice… enter the ‘Qi Sensing Realm’, and then lay the foundation for the Tao, which is ‘Qi Sensing Nine Levels, Tao Foundation Three Levels’…”

“The original body couldn’t even pass the first level, how could it be possible for me?”

Fang Xing sensed himself and shook his head: “It seems to be the same… I’m really going to die this time.”

Although the original body was only sixteen years old, he had been a “paper slave” for more than half a year.

The so-called “blood paper” needs to be nourished by one’s own blood and essence to be made. Each time one is made, a lot of lifespan will be consumed.

Therefore, the official disciples of the Blood Shadow Sect never do this, they always let the paper slaves do it.

This is also the reason why Fang Xing saw that these paper slaves all had weak energy and blood and looked like they would not live past the age of twenty-five.

“My immortal body was destroyed, and only a trace of my soul remains. I am extremely weak… I am also unable to sense the strange energy in the void…”

suddenly.

Fang Xing’s expression changed.

Finding yourself unable to practice is one thing, but there is another important thing: “I am only a clone, where is my real body? Where is my huge real body?”

If the clone of a cultivator is destroyed, it’s destroyed, but if the main body is destroyed, it will be a big problem.

“I can sense that… I am indeed in this world, but my state is very strange, as if I have fallen into a deep sleep. Could it be… that I am suppressing that transcendent inheritance?”

Fang Xing’s face was as gloomy as water.

“It seems that my immortal clone cannot die easily… Otherwise, I won’t be able to awaken my real body, and it will be very troublesome later…”

“Power, I need power as soon as possible!”

If you are not a Taoist master in the fourteenth realm, you will encounter such embarrassment.

The Tao is eternal, but the laws will vary from world to world. When you arrive in a world that is isolated from the fluctuations of the laws, you will be completely in the dark.

…

After resting for a few hours, Fang Xing walked out of his wooden house.

As far as the eye can see, there is a valley shrouded in mist.

There are hundreds of wooden houses scattered around, all looking equally dilapidated.

There is also a river passing by, but this river is not clear and has a bit of a foul smell.

Because above the river, there is a magnificent building, which is the “paper mill”.

“Blood paper is a must-have for the Blood Shadow Sect monks to practice the art of origami. It is made from various tree barks and coarse hemp… After going through nineteen processes such as pulping, sedimentation, and bleaching, it finally becomes a pool of ‘raw pulp’… The job of the paper slave is to use the ‘paper-making net’ to scoop out the paper and dry it in the sun… During this process, you need to feed it with your own blood essence to make the finished ‘blood paper’…”

“According to this body, this kind of magic technique is too depleting. It will consume nearly ten years of life in one month…”

“I’ve been here for more than half a year, and I couldn’t even complete my last mission… I’m obviously on the verge of being eliminated…”

Coo coo!

Just as Fang Xing was pondering, his stomach growled.

“Feeling hungry? How long has it been since you felt hungry?”

“No matter how strong your will is, if you don’t have a strong body to support it, it will gradually degenerate…”

“The human body is such a burden, yet we cannot throw it away. We have to provide it with delicious food, warm clothes, and a comfortable environment to prevent it from getting sick or going on strike…”

Fang Xing sighed softly and looked towards the cafeteria.

In order to support this group of paper slaves, the Blood Shadow Sect will provide them with at least three meals a day.

But he looked up again and found that it was already night and only a few stars could be seen.

Obviously, those uncles in the cafeteria couldn’t wait until now.

He took a few steps and heard a man’s muffled breathing and a woman’s sobbing coming from a nearby cabin.

“Well, it seems that it’s not convenient for everyone, so let’s just be self-reliant…”

Fang Xing observed that the valley area was very large.

He came to the river, frowned slightly, and looked towards the paper mill.

After walking for a while, we arrived upstream of the paper mill.

The river water here is much clearer, and there are shadows at the bottom of the river, as if there are fish.

Fang Xing held a sharpened branch and waited quietly.

Plop!
Suddenly, his eyes focused and he thrust the stick into the water!
As he did so, he sighed in his heart: “I made a mistake… This body is really too bad… The back injury also affected my strength.”

Sure enough, when the wooden stick was poked into the water, it didn’t hit anything, but instead scared away a fish.

“The entrance to the valley is guarded by monks, and there may be formations…”

“If we want to leave, maybe we can consider going to the bottom of the river? But the time a mortal can hold his breath is a problem…”

Fang Xing came to another place, his eyes wandering aimlessly.

suddenly!

Plop!
He thrust his stick into the water and pulled out a black-backed carp.

Bang!

The carp fell to the ground, but it didn’t die immediately and was still struggling.

Fang Xing stepped forward, picked up a stone, and casually hit a spot between the two fish eyes.

This is where the fish’s brain is. If you hit it, the fish will stop moving.

“I can make grilled fish later…”

“The strong prey on the weak, this is also the way of nature…”

Just as Fang Xing was sighing, boom!

In front of him, the shadow of a black golden-patterned broken horn appeared, and then turned into streams of data:
[Name: Fang Xing]

【Age: 16/25】

[Discovered profession: Druid! Do you want to take the job? Yes/No?]

…

“This is… an attribute panel? No… I am just a clone and cannot manipulate the attribute panel. It is just a new power displayed in the attribute panel method that I am most familiar with…”

“Is this actually a transcendental inheritance? After I suppressed that inheritance, I passed on the part that I already understood… and by becoming a druid and constantly upgrading, I am constantly digesting this inheritance?”

Fang Xing understood the whole thing in an instant, and glanced at the age again: “This body is 16 years old, can it only live to 25? It is true that the essence and blood have been greatly depleted, and the life span has been greatly shortened…”

“I need strength now, so I’ll take up my post!”

(End of this chapter)