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Demon God - Chapter 3

Published at 29th of September 2016 04:50:30 PM


Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 – Fortitude Divine Technique (tentative name)

Translated by Udeze

 

The night has fallen.

The moonlight was shining down the earth, dispersed by the thick long clouds covering the mountains. At the base of the mountain, there were many shanty houses built within the periphery of the hill, the grasses were unattended; vines tangled everywhere, making the place look more dirty and unsightly. This place was where all walking targets lived.

Dozen stilt houses were built in a circle like shape, with dozen acres of open field in the middle. There were many poles connected with ropes in this open field; with clothes hanging to dry on the ropes.

A small group of walking targets were standing and sitting on the boulders and logs with no clothes on their body. They were grinding herbs, and applied them to all bruises on their body. Many winced and writhed from the pain as they wiped the wounds that had been inflamed.

“That novice disciple almost made me a cripple, though he was only a novice but he was really powerful, it took him a punch to suffocate me, and knock me flying for tens of meters. Even many trees were destroyed… it was really horrible and terrifying”

“Ouch… ouch, my old wounds have reopened, it’s really painful. If only there was wine… I could get drunk and forget the pains”

“Old man Chen, be happy, if you can endure for a few more months, you can get out of this place and have a few acres of lands, dozens of livestock and even a house where you can live with your wife and die happy, we are very envious of you”

“Oh~~~~ it is hard to say, after all I still have to endure it for a few more months, I don’t know if I’ll still be alive by then”

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At the other side of the open field, a boy with a slender body was jumping, kicking and punching. It seems he was practicing martial arts techniques, but it was clear that he was only imitating the moves with no trace of Qi behind them.

“Whew! Ha! Well! Oh”

The boy was Xiao Han.

Xiao Han was breathing loudly under the moonlight, the technique he was practicing was the Body Refining Technique practiced by all novice disciples in Cloud Rain Sect. The Bone Refining Bull Fist.

By practicing the set of techniques in The Bone Refining Bull Fist, the disciple can temper their own body, strengthening the muscles, the bones and improving body metabolism. According to theory, all the punches performed will create explosion like sound; just like the wind sweeping thunders; but all the punches Xiao Han performed were far from it.

“Hah… hah” after practicing for a while, Xiao Han body was trembling, panting and finally fell while cold sweat poured down all over his body. He felt dizzy, and his legs felt weak, caused by physical overdraft.

“No… No… If I cannot practice this Bone Refining Bull Fist, I’m afraid I’ll be hopeless for a lifetime”, said Xiao Han.

“In order to refine the body, elixir and medicinal herbs are needed. I would also need to eat nutritious meals every day. Bathing in medicinal herb and eating some medicinal pills. The most important thing to achieve Bone Strengthening Layer were medicinal pills like ‘Skin and Meridian Strengthening Pills’, ‘Muscle Strengthening Pills’, ‘Marrow Cleansing Pills’, and other pills to strengthen the internal organs and cleaning all impurities within the body. Only after strengthening the body, could a person become as strong as a tiger, with stronger muscles and bones. By mastering this Bone Refining Bull Fist I could become stronger.”

“I really am too weak, though I diligently practice this Bone Refining Bull Fist technique, still my body can’t stand it. It is as if all strength in my body is overdrawn, even if I insisted to continue to practice, it would only be useless”

“If the Tiger Bone Strengthening Pill wasn’t robbed by that Qi Shi bastard, maybe my cultivation would have improved a bit.  It was really hateful, robbing my pill. I swear, someday when I become powerful, that Qi Shi bastard will taste what it feels like to be in the border of life and death.

“Xiao Han, why are you trying to practice every day?” a 30-years-old walking target approached him and said, “You try to practice martial arts? You’re dreaming! Those Novice Disciples are different from us, they have many things, not to mention those medicinal herbs they got. Don’t waste your time practicing. You must understand that you’re a walking target, for whom even to survive is really hard. Just look at me, I was a teenager when I became a walking target, and now I’m thirty years old, I only need to endure for a half year more before my contract is finished. The sect will reward me fertile land and livestock, my life will be better by then.”

“Xiao Han you’re very strong, you didn’t die even when that novice disciple beat you up with broken rattan armor. You were born as a perfect walking target. Don’t be impatient, eight or ten years will pass quickly, after that you can live a normal happy life”. Another walking target spoke to Xiao Han while holding his rice bowl.

“But did we DESERVE to become a walking target for a lifetime?” Xiao Han rebutted. The other two became silent. In the Cloud Rain Sect, the majority of walking targets almost had no self esteem; everyday they hoped to near the age of thirty. As long as they don’t die, they could live a normal life afterward. But in fact, even if the walking target was fortunate enough to survive and still be alive by the age of thirty, after becoming sandbag and beaten up for years, the body was inflicted with many hidden injuries. The internal organs were damaged and their vitality and longevity was reduced. Many walking target retirees became crippled when they became middle-aged, and finally died miserably.

“Well, well, you don’t have to teach me. I know what I’m doing”. Said Xiao Han after gaining some strength, and jumped over to the other part of the field.

“Herb dregs, herb dregs… all of you take these herb dregs”. A middle aged woman carrying a backpack and pan with her hands walked to one of the stilt houses.

All walking targets ran quickly to the middle aged woman and grabbed some herb leftovers in the pan. Xiao Han was also no exception.

For all walking targets, herb dregs were the most precious materials. These herb residues had been used by novice disciples and were no longer useful for their cultivation. But the dregs were still useful for the walking targets, they could use them to soak their body as a healing tonic, to improve their body and strengthen its immunity.

 

Xiao Han threw a light smile to the middle aged woman after standing in line for a while, he took his cloth off and grabbed many herb dregs with it from the pan and left for his stilt house.

He made a fire and started to boil a barrel of water, and boiled the dregs he got. Not long after, the stilt house he was in was filled by a medicinal aroma from the boiled “precious” herbs. He undressed his pants and entered the barrel directly.

Xiao Han immediately soaked his body. It was as comfortable as soaking his body in a hot spring.

This was the only nourishing chance he got as walking target

However this comfortable feeling only lasted for a short time, and quickly disappeared as the efficacies of the herbs were used up.

“Shit, they really are the worst dregs, I could only absorb a little, it’s useless” Xiao Han sighed. His eyes stared at the starry sky for quite a while.

“Will I really be a walking target for the rest of my life? I also cannot go back to earth…. Sigh…” said Xiao Han, his eyes were like in a trance while his mouth was muttering.

Xiao Han was not from this world. He was an otaku when he was on earth, but his soul was transferred to this world after he died in car accident, and in this world he possessed a boy’s body with the same name. At that time “the walking target Xiao Han’s” body was stabbed by a disciple. His internal organs were crushed, with no hope to recover. So the ‘crossing soul’ of earth’s Xiao Han entered the body after the original Xiao Han died. Thus Xiao Han inherited this world’s Xiao Han’s memories and identity as a walking target.

Since Xiao Han had his previous life experience, his soul force was more powerful than ordinary people, which made him have a stronger will than the original Xiao Han. His powerful will and nerves were also gave him an excellent ability to respond quickly, either for enduring or escaping a disciples’ beatings.

After a while, Xiao Hand had also begun ‘stealing’ the Bull Refining Bone Fist Technique, although he couldn’t quite comprehend it, after practicing it his body’s reflexes were enhanced. Xiao Han was then able to evade and dodge most attacks by novice disciples.

Xiao Han unhurriedly climbed up the barrel he was soaked in, and wiped his body. He walked a few steps to the corner of a wooden bed, and pulled out a stone pot from under his bed.

He took out a small jade cube from the stone pot and rubbed his hands on it. The jade cube opened, and he took out an old piece parchment.

Under the oil lamp’s dim light, Xiao Han carefully scrutinized the parchment in his hands. The parchment was soft, and its edges had become yellow and dark, like some ancient parchment. Three naked men’s figures in strange posture were drawn on it, with red lines connecting the dots on the figures with text descriptions next to them. The text was blurred and darkened, even he could barely read it.

“Fortitude Cultivation Technique (this is still tentative)…” Xiao Han muttered. “Damn, I thought it was an ultimate cultivation technique. I have never stopped practicing it every night for the past two years; I never thought it would fool me, beside the Physical Resistance Technique (this is still tentative) there is nothing else.”

Xiao Han got this old parchment two years ago, after helping the old woman living on the mountain buy a warm winter coat. He picked it up from a deserted hut he was passing by outside the town.

He thought that he found a treasure, a martial arts master technique. He dreamed that once he mastered the technique he could become invincible and become famous. He was very fascinated by it.

In his house, Xiao Han endured many sleepless nights and used all of his free time to analyze the drawings and text written on the parchment.

However, this piece of parchment he considered as martial arts masterpiece was incomplete or it was simply not some ultimate cultivation technique. After bitterly practicing day and night for two years, Xiao Han felt that his body had not improved. Don’t mention about Muscle Strengthening layer (TN: changed from fitness layer), Skin and Meridians Strengthening layer, or Bone Strengthening layer he heard from those disciples, he didn’t feel his body being strengthened even one bit.

The only thing he gained from cultivating the technique written on the ancient parchment he had was vast improvement on his constitution and physical resistance.

The three strange figures in the picture were drawn as if like it was some cultivation technique to enhance his body resistance against all physical impact.

There were several occasions in the past two years that some novice disciples had beaten him so badly. Many walking targets were weak and simply had no strength to endure the beatings from those disciples, many of them were internally bleeding after the beatings, which even if they could go back to their dwellings, such severe injuries would make them bedridden for months, and slowly degrading their vitality, which then resulted in death.

Strangely, even if Xiao Han was badly beaten, the only injury he got was only bruises or swellings, which eventually faded after some time.

“Shit, it really is painful”, Xiao Han’s hand lightly touched the large swollen bruises on his chest, it was the ‘mark’ Qi Shi had given him today. Even if a walking target died and was just replaced by another, they could only persevere, there was no way out. Xiao Han bitterly realized that he could only endure the treatment he got from Qi Shi for the time being.

”But he will pay for this, for now I can only endure it and persevere, but one day I’ll kill him” Xiao Han angrily threw the parchment in his hand.

He sighed heavily, and walked over the parchment he had thrown away earlier and picked it back. “It’s enough, if not for this ‘ultimate’ technique, I would have died a dozen times already”, he consoled himself.

Xiao Han put the parchment back into the small jade cube, putting it back into the stone pot, and hiding it under his bed. He immediately went outside, and started to practice that strange cultivation technique under the moonlight.

He regulated his breathing, spreading his feet in line with his shoulder width, standing with his toe, and letting his hands hang loose with the palms facing outward. He closed his eyes, and the tip of his tongue was raised to the palate in his mouth, relaxing all the nerves and muscles in his body. He started to calm his mind, pushing away all the distracting thoughts he had, and started to concentrate.

Shortly after, Xiao Han was completely immersed in this strange posture, forgetting almost everything…





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