I Can Traverse Multiple Worlds-Chapter 35: This Is F*cking 3 Years Old?

Wang Xiao stood in the courtyard, his brow furrowing slightly as he watched the approaching monk, whose mouth was still stained with flesh and blood.

He had spent years in meditation and Cultivation, refining his body and spirit. It had been a long time since he’d smelled such a pungent stench of blood.

The smell wafted over from a distance, almost making him gag.

’Eating human flesh, drinking human blood... This monk is a Demon Cultivator?!’

Wang Xiao sized up the monk in the distance, who wore robes that left his chest exposed.

If not for his blood-and-gore-smeared mouth,

he looked no different from an ordinary person.

The only exception was his crimson eyes, which glinted with a bloodthirsty light.

It was as if he were devoid of all humanity.

Wang Xiao was genuinely curious about the origin of these Demon Cultivators.

A Meteor had fallen from the sky, and any Martial Artist contaminated by it would lose their sanity and transform into a demon.

’This feels a bit like the Outer Celestial Demons, doesn’t it?’

And, Wang Xiao recalled, it was also a falling Meteor in the Real World that had ushered in the Great Cosmic Era.

’Could it be that these worlds I’ve traveled to are actually real?’

’Are they just an unknown number of light-years from Earth, so they haven’t been discovered yet?’

Wang Xiao felt it was a real possibility.

’The Book of Space-Time must be an incredibly advanced treasure. Taking me to other star systems should be well within its capabilities.’

However, these thoughts were fleeting.

Wang Xiao dismissed them just as quickly.

’There’s no point in speculating without proof.’

’It’s all just speculation, and even if I’m right, it doesn’t mean anything right now.’

’I should deal with the problem in front of me first.’

"Heh heh, little monk. Are you already too scared to move? Monk Zhi Kong is a Human Immortal of the Refining Acupoints Realm. After all this time at his side, you must’ve learned something. You know, those last two Buddha’s Sons at least had the courage to try and fight me."

When Wang Xiao remained silent, the monk’s smile turned bloodthirsty.

He loved watching others struggle on the brink of death, seeing their expressions of terror, despair, and agony.

It brought him an unparalleled sense of pleasure!

And so,

he didn’t attack immediately.

He wanted to see a look of quivering fear and helplessness on Wang Xiao’s face.

However, Wang Xiao’s reaction disappointed him.

Wang Xiao’s expression remained unchanged, unnervingly calm from start to finish.

He watched the monk draw nearer and asked:

"You Demon Cultivators are causing such a commotion, and you even brought a Human Immortal of the Refining Acupoints Realm. Is your goal to kill us Buddha’s Sons?"

If that was the case, he had reason to suspect that Yuan Chu Temple had colluded with the Demon Cultivators to win the next debate.

Hearing Wang Xiao’s question,

the monk burst into slightly crazed laughter.

"What if we are? What if we aren’t? You have time to worry about that now? Shouldn’t you be on your knees, begging me for your life?!"

A bloody light flared in his pupils as his Five Viscera resonated in unison. He let out a furious roar:

"Kneel!"

Waves of sound rolled out, as overwhelming as a tidal wave.

Faint at first, the sound swelled into a thunderous clap that blasted toward Wang Xiao!

’The Lion’s Roar Technique... He’s a Demi-Immortal who has completed the Refining the Five Viscera stage!’

Wang Xiao’s eyes narrowed slightly.

’Only one who has refined their Five Viscera can make them resonate in unison.’

’The resulting Sound Wave Technique becomes terrifyingly powerful!’

However,

although Wang Xiao was only in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm and had not yet tempered his Five Viscera,

with the Martial Arts from his past life as a foundation, his Cultivation was a cut above even a Demi-Immortal at the Refining the Five Viscera stage.

Facing the sound wave attack,

Wang Xiao circulated his Inner Qi. A Sword Shadow seemed to flicker into existence behind him, shattering the oppressive sound waves.

"Hm? You little brat, you’ve got a few tricks. No wonder Monk Zhi Kong keeps you around!"

"But no matter how great your Talent, you’re only three years old! How could you possibly fight me?!"

The monk narrowed his eyes and stamped his foot.

BOOM!

A large crater appeared where he stood.

In the next instant,

the monk appeared beside Wang Xiao in a flash of lightning, his massive hand lunging for Wang Xiao’s head!

However,

before the monk’s hand could touch Wang Xiao,

a Sword Shadow flashed past once more.

Immediately after,

the monk’s arm was severed, blood gushing from the wound!

"What was that?!"

The monk felt a sharp pain in his arm. His pupils contracted, and his figure flickered as he instantly put distance between himself and Wang Xiao.

Then,

streams of bloody mist spurted from the wound, instantly staunching the flow.

The stump even began to slowly heal over.

"So this is the strange power of a Demon Cultivator. They can use their blood energy to rapidly heal their bodies."

Wang Xiao slowly walked toward the monk.

"But I’m curious," he said, "how much blood do you have to spare?"

The monk stared down at the little child, who barely reached his knees. He couldn’t help but swallow, taking an involuntary step back.

’Is he fucking three years old?!’

’How can he have such strength? He severed my arm in an instant!’

’That power just now... it was definitely at the level of a Human Immortal of the Refining Acupoints Realm!’

’But how is that possible?!’

’A three-year-old Human Immortal of the Refining Acupoints Realm? Who are you trying to fool!’

’Even that little girl from Celestial Sword Mountain, the one destined to be the next Sword Holder, can’t be this much of a freak, can she?!’

Blood-red energy roiled around the monk’s body, and for the first time, he truly looked like a Demon Cultivator.

However,

he no longer had any intention of continuing the fight with Wang Xiao.

He threw a packet of lime powder.

Then, after flinging out a handful of hidden weapons,

his figure shot forward, and he tried to flee down the mountain.

However,

just then,

a flash of sword light flickered.

The monk felt a chill on his neck, and his vision began to spin.

He saw his own body, standing motionless, blood erupting from its neck.

As his head hit the ground,

his consciousness began to blur.

The last thought to cross his mind was, ’I was killed by a three-year-old monk?’ before his consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.

Wang Xiao walked over to the headless corpse and tilted his head, studying it for a moment.

The bloody energy surrounding the monk’s body gradually receded into the corpse and vanished without a trace.

’It seems the blood energy can only help him heal. Getting beheaded is still lethal.’

’I wonder if the internal anatomy of a Demon Cultivator is the same as ours... Oh well, I’ll just wait for Master to get back.’

Wang Xiao looked at the monk’s corpse and abandoned the idea of playing coroner.

Back in the courtyard,

Wang Xiao only had to wait for about fifteen minutes.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!

A figure rushed back at high speed.

When the figure saw the headless corpse on the ground, he stopped dead in his tracks.

It was Zen Master Zhi Kong.

A look of astonished disbelief filled his eyes. "Is this... the Mad Monk? Dead?!"

Wang Xiao walked out of the courtyard. "Master, you’re back. What’s the situation with the battle?"

Zen Master Zhi Kong didn’t answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Wu Chen, did you kill the Mad Monk?"

Wang Xiao nodded. "Yes. His strength was considerable. It took some effort to kill him."

Zen Master Zhi Kong had witnessed the Talent he’d displayed over the past few years.

Killing a Demi-Immortal of the Refining the Five Viscera stage while being at a lower Realm wasn’t all that surprising for him.

There was no need to be modest.

’I’m a genius,’ he thought. ’There’s no need to lay low or pretend to be weak to ambush the strong.’

Zen Master Zhi Kong breathed a sigh of relief. "That man was a veteran Demi-Immortal, only one step away from Refining Acupoints. Wu Chen, for you to be able to kill him... it seems your Talent is even greater than I imagined."

He paused for a moment.

Then he continued, "Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the Technique for Refining the Five Viscera."

He had originally planned to have his disciple spend more time consolidating his foundation in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.

But now, it seemed he had only been holding back his disciple’s Cultivation.

Suddenly,

a thought seemed to strike him. He turned over the Mad Monk’s headless corpse, reached into its chest, and pulled out a red crystal.

The red, diamond-shaped crystal was about the size of an egg and pulsed with roiling, bloody energy.

Wang Xiao was taken aback. "Master, what is that?"