Gao Wu: Taotie bloodline, I devour and evolve infinitely

Chapter 138

Imperial capital, municipal resource center.

"This is it."

Chu Ci glanced at the navigation, drove the car into the underground parking lot, and took the elevator to the resource center.

Walking into the material area, Chu Ci began to look for the corpses of wild beasts.

At the fifth level, there were very few wild beast corpses in the material area that could meet his upgrade.

At least the fifth-level wild beast corpses were required to meet his needs.

As for the sixth-level wild beast corpses, they were very useful even to the masters, and rarely appeared on the market.

Not to mention the seventh-level wild beast corpses, all of these wild beasts were king beasts equivalent to human master warriors.

Not to mention that they were difficult to hunt, even if a master was lucky enough to kill one, he would not be willing to sell it.

Therefore, Chu Ci could only exchange for the fifth-level wild beast corpses in the resource center.

Even so, there were not many fifth-level wild beasts here.

Although the fifth level was nothing in the eyes of the master, it was already an upper level that was enough to be admired by ordinary people.

Chu Ci searched the material area and finally found ten corpses of fifth-level wild beasts.

These ten corpses should be enough for him to break through to the sixth level.

Chu Ci completed the exchange and drove to the back mountain of the manor to find an unmanned corner to devour.

After a while, all ten wild beasts were devoured by his Taotie phantom.

While completing the devouring, Chu Ci refined his blood.

It was easy for him to refine fifth-level wild beasts.

His blood was rising rapidly!

Not long after, his blood level broke through from fifth-level advanced.

[Ding! The host's blood level broke through to "sixth-level primary"]

"Very good."

Chu Ci's mouth curled up slightly.

After breaking through the sixth level, he was almost invincible at the same level, and he didn't have to worry too much even if he met a seventh-level master.

Finally, he could start his "travel".

Before that, Chu Ci opened his attribute panel.

[Host]: Chu Ci

[Level]: Elementary Level 6

[Spiritual Power]: 500 (Intermediate Spiritual Master)

[Qi and Blood Value]: 5042

[Breakthrough Requirements]: 7000

[Talent]: Taotie (SSS Level)

[Martial Arts]:

Wild Bull Demon Fist (Earth Level Middle Grade·Third Layer)

Qinglong Breathing Method (Xuan Level Top Grade·Perfect)

Tiangang Sword Qi (Xuan Level Upper Grade·Perfect)

Horizontal Training Iron Cloth Shirt (Yellow Level Middle Grade·Ninth Layer·Perfect)

[Evolution Points]: 151543

A total of 150,000 evolution points have been accumulated!

With so many evolution points, Chu Ci can make another breakthrough.

At present, he only has one "Wild Bull Demon Fist" that needs to be broken through.

So, he put all his evolution points into the deduction of this martial art.

150,000 evolution points, breaking through the Wild Bull Demon Fist by two levels

While completing the breakthrough, the insights gained from it also improved Chu Ci's "Wild Fist Intention".

[Ding! Your Wild Bull Demon Fist has broken through to the fifth level]

[Congratulations, you have gained the insight of "Wild Fist Intention" from the memory of the ancient bloodline]

[Your Wild Fist Intention has broken through from "Small Success" to "Great Success"]

Chu Ci's eyes lit up.

With the Great Success Fist Intention, he can now be truly invincible below the Grandmaster!

Chu Ci exhaled lightly, clenched his fist slightly, and after slightly feeling the mystery of the Great Success Fist Intention, he left the back mountain and returned to the manor.

After entering the manor, Chu Ci did not return to the room.

Instead, he went straight to Ji Wuhui's office.

Passing through the magnificent corridor, Chu Ci gently knocked on the mahogany door of Ji Wuhui's office, waiting for the principal's response.

After a while, Ji Wuhui's gentle voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Chu Ci just entered the office and saw two people inside.

One of these two people is Ji Wuhui, and the other is a white-bearded old man whom Chu Ci does not know.

What surprised him even more was that when the two talked, the white-bearded old man was sitting on the sofa.

Ji Wuhui was standing, as if he was reporting something to the white-bearded old man.

Ji Wuhui is an eighth-level grandmaster, one of the best in the martial arts world of Daxia.

The one who can make him treat respectfully must be——

A ninth-level martial saint!

This white-bearded old man is one of the four great martial saints of Daxia!

Chu Ci's heart was lifted.

When Ji Wuhui saw Chu Ci coming in, his eyes flashed with a bright color. He stretched out his hand to call Chu Ci over and introduced him to the white-bearded old man:

"Teacher, this is the champion of this Hundred Schools League, Chu Ci from our school."

This old man is actually Ji Wuhui's mentor.

Chu Ci walked to the side of Ji Wuhui and observed the white-bearded old man.

The old man had white hair and beard, and wore a simple gray gown. He had no energy or blood fluctuations on his body, and looked ordinary.

This martial saint was really simple.

When Chu Ci observed the old man, the old man was also looking at Chu Ci.

LookAt the first sight of Chu Ci, the white-haired old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

He slowly spoke:

"Good! Very good! This young man's talent is the best I have ever seen in my life!"

Ji Wuhui was surprised by the white-haired old man's words.

He didn't expect that his mentor would give Chu Ci such a high evaluation.

You should know that his mentor is one of the four great martial saints of Daxia.

Among the champions of the Hundred Schools League in history, only Chu Ci could be rated as the best in talent.

Chu Ci nodded slightly in a very steady manner:

"You are too kind, old man."

The white-haired old man laughed and waved his hand:

"You don't need to be modest. You should know how strong this young friend's talent is. You don't need me to tell you. You should know it yourself. As long as you grow at this speed in the future, it is certain that you will become a martial saint in the future."

These words surprised Ji Wuhui again.

There are only four martial saints in Daxia.

The mentor said that Chu Ci would definitely become a martial saint, and there was no higher evaluation in the world.

Ji Wuhui was excited, turned around, and said to Chu Ci with a pleasant face:

"Student Chu Ci, I wanted to send a message to invite you to come, but I didn't expect you to come first."

He extended his hand to the old man and introduced:

"This is my mentor, Mr. Liu Chengfeng."

Chu Ci nodded and smiled:

"I have heard of you for a long time."

The name Liu Chengfeng is familiar to all warriors in Daxia.

Liu Chengfeng, the master of "Jianzun Pavilion", a ninth-level martial saint, once suppressed the sea beast king with one sword on the East China Sea front, and his reputation shook the world.

Such a legendary figure, but I didn't expect him to be so simple and low-key in appearance.

Liu Chengfeng smiled and took a sip of tea.

"It's all just empty names. The future still belongs to you young people."

He stood up slowly, took a step forward, and got closer to Chu Ci:

"My friend, your name is Chu Ci, right? My disciple Ji Wuhui wants you to follow me for a while. What do you think? I heard that you have been in a lot of trouble recently."

It turned out that Ji Wuhui invited his mentor Liu Chengfeng to come so that he could follow Liu Chengfeng and be protected by this old swordsman.

If he followed the ninth-level martial saint, who else in the world could do anything to him?

Following Liu Chengfeng to practice is indeed an attractive proposal.

But Chu Ci didn't want to follow Liu Chengfeng step by step.

First, Liu Chengfeng practiced swordsmanship, which was not in line with his own practice system.

Second, even if there was a martial saint to lead him, without experience, he would be just a bird in a cage.

What's more, Chu Ci's talent is to become stronger by swallowing.

It stands to reason that he doesn't need anyone to guide him at all.

As long as you kill, kill, kill, and eat, you will become stronger!

With this thought, the proposals of Liu Chengfeng and Ji Wuhui are no longer attractive.

So, Chu Ci decided to refuse.

Chu Ci glanced at Ji Wuhui, then looked at Liu Chengfeng, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your kindness, Sword Saint Liu!"

"How can a man become a useful person without going through trials!"

"Instead of following the strong, it is better to create a piece of sky by yourself!"

"Only in this way can you become a real strong man!"

Chu Ci refused to be protected by Liu Chengfeng.

Hearing the reason given by Chu Ci, Liu Chengfeng was not annoyed, but showed a touch of appreciation.

"Yes, this is the spirit that a real strong man should have!"

Liu Chengfeng exclaimed, waved his long sleeves, and a golden space talisman fell into Chu Ci's hands.

"I've heard that you're arrogant. I don't think you'll follow me, but you're a rare genius in the human race after all, so you should have some protection."

"I'll give you this space talisman that can summon me."

Chu Ci was very surprised when he received the golden space talisman.

With Liu Chengfeng's protection, he can venture into the wilderness without any worries.

With the ninth-level martial saint as his backer, what is he afraid of!