Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 600 - 3: Entering the Mortal World, Taisui_2

"But as long as cutting people can enhance True Qi, that's enough for me."

"Slower is fine."

Many of Duncan's skills had a plus mark after them, indicating that a self-possessed ability was enhancing his Human Form skills. He just needed to review and consolidate to be able to convert them.

Not to boast, but with a sword, saber, or spear in hand, no conventional martial arts could rival his instinctive performance.

Yet, everything he mastered himself was all military skills.

Quite rough.

Focused on being practical and robust, chopping people chaotically and ruthlessly.

There were areas Duncan was familiar with and those he wasn't, such as finger techniques. In the past, he has used them timidly during basic routines, but here, finger techniques included many profound martial arts, and his past experiences provided no help.

Then there were the meridians. The Blood Child had not started the twelve standard meridians and only trained the extra meridians, as that old demon had no intention of training them into Inner Strength experts.

"Unlocking all these meridian diagrams should reach the Innate Realm, right?"

In the projection page.

Duncan enlarged the full body meridian diagram, noticing hazy shadows at the Mingmen, Yuzhen, and Baihui acupoints, resembling dark red blood threads forming prints. Several places in the body and brain had dark marks, likely the curse magic planted by the Blood Refining Method.

"If that's the case, as long as I'm strong enough, I can break through it myself."

Everything was clear in his mind.

Duncan picked up a fallen bird from the ground, processed it directly, and roasted it over a fire. Many skills from the Eastern world could not be engraved and recorded, but the mark of all spirits was shining brightly, seemingly awaiting his return.

"Thanks but no thanks, the spirits are too capable."

The silhouette of the Mountain Temple emerged at this time, looking distressed at his own ruined temple, circled it, and sat not far from Duncan, under the eaves and at the corners, shaking his head and sighing, "What should I do?"

"The incense is gone."

"Now the temple is gone too."

"If it doesn't work out, I'll have to go to the City God to become a wandering god."

This person's Spirit Body was invisible to the naked eye, and even Lu Shanjun could not detect it. He thought Duncan could not see him, sighing heavily, but little did he know Duncan was just pretending not to see him.

A sound of something breaking through the air came.

Lu Shanjun's burly figure leaped like a fierce tiger, landing with a backpack on his back, from which came the sound of gold and silver. He sniffed and said, "Didn't expect you to have such skill?"

Duncan handed over a skewered roasted bird, calmly saying, "The west is bitterly cold, so I've had to do it myself."

Lu Shanjun reached out and took it, biting off more than half with a tearing bite, looking surprised, "You've been to the Western Regions?"

Duncan ate to himself, whispering, "Can't quite remember."

"But I did learn some culinary skills."

Lu Shanjun crunched the bones, and after pausing briefly, the two set off on their journey. It was now dawn, and looking into the distance, they could see faint smoke from cooking fires.

It was from ordinary households at the foot of the mountain, unaffected by a night of bloody chaos.

Before the Mountain Temple.

The middle-aged scholar-dressed man sighed, "You all left after fighting, patting your arse clean."

"But I am left with no home."

"And you still have the mood to roast bird meat while I haven't had a decent offering for months."

Thinking of this made him quite sorrowful, sniffling with tears.

At this moment.

His nose suddenly twitched, and he incredibly smelled a scent, the aroma of roasting meat. Following the smell, he walked over, shocked, to see a branch with a roasted bird skewered on it, standing in front of the dilapidated mountain spirit statue.

"Eh?"

"Why can I smell this aroma?"

The middle-aged scholar stepped forward, greedily sniffing, and touched it, actually feeling some heat. His stomach growled with hunger, unable to resist taking a bite, actually tasting it, though it was a bit bland. He hadn't savored worldly food for decades.

"Why is this?"

"Being a yin spirit, why can I enjoy earthly delicacies?"

"Who is that youthful deity?"

The middle-aged scholar was utterly shocked. That tree branch stuck with roasted birds was like libation incense standing before the spirit statue. After tasting it, even his yin spirit form solidified a bit.

"Perhaps an Upper God has descended?"

Just as he turned around, he saw a corner of the spirit statue, laying ten or so golden beans. Though not much, it was enough to repair the broken temple a bit.

He was immediately moved to tears, bowing in gratitude in the direction where one man and one tiger departed.

At the foot of the mountain.

Lu Shanjun suddenly stopped, turning to the youth beside him, took out a large handful of gold and silver from his package, and handed it over, saying, "I cannot be seen by people."

"There is an old hunter's house at the foot of the mountain."

"Deliver this gold and silver to him for me."

The handsome youth in black stopped, glanced at Lu Shanjun, nodded, "Alright."

"But is there any reason for it?"

Lu Shanjun was frank, calmly saying, "When my spirit intelligence wasn't awakened, I accidentally killed one of his sons. Now, he is old and weak, childless, with only an adopted daughter, fearing he won't end well."

"Today I also felt the pain of losing a child, understanding some parts of human heart."

"No need to mention me by name."

"Just give him the gold and silver."

The youth couldn't help clapping his hands, "Okay. I'll go now."

He took out the gold, returned it to Lu Shanjun.

Seeing the perplexed look of this transformed divine tiger, the youth crushed the silver ingot with his palm power, molding it into dozens of pieces of broken silver, explaining, "Possession of jade invites crime."

"Ordinary folks have never seen gold."

"If they have it, it will bring trouble."

"Just give him some loose silver tael, it's convenient to use as well."