Weird Survival: I can devour thousands of talents

Chapter 249 248: Don’t order!
Ling Xiao felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and his consciousness gradually blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by an unfamiliar scene.

The quaint wooden house exudes an old atmosphere. The furnishings in the house are simple and quaint: a worn wooden bed, a wooden table with peeling paint, a few equally old chairs, and a half-open wooden door. The light coming through the crack in the door is strangely dim.

He struggled to stand up, but felt a dizziness. His mind was aching, and countless unfamiliar fragments of memory flooded back like a tide.

He traveled through time and space to a world called "Xuanling Continent" and became a menial disciple in the "Lingyun Sect", a sword-cultivating sect.

In this world, people focus on cultivation, increasing their strength by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Sword cultivation is the most powerful form of cultivation.

They keep swords as their companions, use swords to enter the Tao, and rely on the powerful sword energy to roam the world.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He began to sort through his memories, trying to understand the past of this new identity. The original owner was also named Ling Xiao, an orphan who had been taken in by the Lingyun Sect and had been doing odd jobs there.

Because he had no spiritual roots and could not cultivate, his status in the sect was extremely low and he was often bullied by other disciples. Just as Ling Xiao was trying to adapt to his new identity, the door of the wooden house was violently pushed open.

A tall, fleshy disciple walked in. Seeing Ling Xiao sitting on the bed in a daze, he immediately shouted angrily, "Ling Xiao, you useless piece of shit, still slacking off here! You haven't completed the tasks assigned by the sect yet, get up and get to work!"

Ling Xiao frowned. He remembered that this disciple was called Wang Dazhuang, a notorious bully in the sect who often bullied them, the menial disciples. The original owner had been bullied by him many times, and he always beat her up badly.

Ling Xiao slowly stood up. His body was still a little weak, but his eyes revealed a determined look.

He looked at Wang Dazhuang and said coldly, "Wang Dazhuang, I am also a disciple of the sect. Why do you treat me like this?"

Wang Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter: "A piece of trash like you is worthy of being called a disciple?

You are just a servant without any spiritual roots. You are lucky to be able to make a living in this sect. How dare you talk back to me? I will teach you a lesson today! "

As he spoke, Wang Dazhuang raised his fist and hit Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold. Although he was weak, he was not going to sit still and wait for death. He quickly dodged to the side, avoiding Wang Dazhuang's attack.

Wang Dazhuang didn't expect Ling Xiao to be able to dodge, and he was immediately furious: "You loser, you dare to hide? Let me see how I deal with you today!"

While Ling Xiao was dodging Wang Dazhuang's attacks, he was thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

He knew that his current strength was no match for Wang Dazhuang, and if he fought hard, he would only suffer. He had to find a way to escape this predicament.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly saw a shabby vase behind Wang Dazhuang. He was moved and quickly ran towards the vase.

Wang Dazhuang saw this and quickly chased after him. Ling Xiao picked up the vase and threw it at Wang Dazhuang. Wang Dazhuang didn't expect Ling Xiao to suddenly counterattack and was hit right on the head.

He roared and rushed towards Ling Xiao even more frantically. Ling Xiao knew that he had angered Wang Dazhuang and he had to leave here as soon as possible. He turned and ran out of the wooden house, with Wang Dazhuang following closely behind.

Ling Xiao ran all the way, not knowing where he could end up, but he knew that if Wang Dazhuang caught up with him, the consequences would be disastrous. He ran desperately until he was exhausted and had to stop.

Wang Dazhuang was also exhausted and panting. He looked at Ling Xiao and said viciously, "You useless piece of shit, let's see where you can run today!"

Ling Xiao gasped for breath, knowing he had nowhere to escape. He looked at Wang Dazhuang, his eyes revealing a hint of determination: "Wang Dazhuang, you're going too far! Even though I can't beat you, I won't let you off easily!"

As he spoke, Ling Xiao rushed towards Wang Dazhuang. Wang Dazhuang saw this and sneered disdainfully: "Just relying on a piece of trash like you, you think you can fight me? Today I will let you know how powerful I am!"

The two men started fighting each other in an instant. Although Ling Xiao was physically weak, he relied on his tenacious will to fight with Wang Dazhuang for a long time.

In the end, Ling Xiao was knocked to the ground by Wang Dazhuang due to exhaustion.

Wang Dazhuang rode on Ling Xiao, punching and kicking him: "You loser, you dare to talk back to me? Today I will let you know how powerful I am!"

Ling Xiao felt a sharp pain, his vision went black, and he passed out. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar place. It was pitch black, with only a faint ray of light coming through the crack above his head.

He struggled to stand up and found that his hands and feet were tied with ropes. Ling Xiao was shocked. He didn't know where he was or why those people kidnapped him.

He tried hard to recall the scene before he lost consciousness. He only remembered that he was knocked to the ground by Wang Dazhuang and then lost consciousness. At this moment, a sound of footsteps was heard.

Ling Xiao's heart tightened, and he quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be unconscious. The door was pushed open, and a cold voice came out: "What happened to this kid?"

Another voice replied, "He hasn't woken up yet, but it looks like he will soon."

Ling Xiao was startled. He tried hard to remain calm and listen to their conversation. The cold voice continued, "When he wakes up, we must interrogate him thoroughly. I don't believe that a mere errand disciple like him could know any secrets."

Ling Xiao was confused, wondering what secrets he had. He tried hard to recall the original owner's memories, trying to find some clues.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the original owner had accidentally discovered a mysterious cave while cleaning the sect's forbidden area. The cave seemed to hide some secret, but the original owner had never told anyone because of fear.

Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that these people were coming for that cave? He decided to keep his secret hidden for a while and wait and see what these people were up to. After a while, Ling Xiao heard the footsteps gradually fading away, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around and found himself locked in a small, dark room with only a tiny window, letting in very little light. Ling Xiao struggled hard, trying to break free from the ropes. But the ropes were tied very tightly, and he failed several times.

He was feeling anxious, knowing that if he couldn't escape quickly, the consequences would be disastrous. At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly heard a slight noise. He was delighted. Could someone be coming to save him?

He listened carefully and discovered that the sound came from a small hole in the corner of the wall. Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he quickly crawled to the corner and carefully observed the small hole. A faint light came from the hole, and Ling Xiao was delighted. He knew that someone was sending him a signal.

He quickly whispered to the small hole, "Is anyone there?"

After a while, a faint voice rang out from the cave: "Ling Xiao, it's me, Xiao Yu." Ling Xiao was delighted. Xiao Yu was a good friend of the original owner and a chores disciple of the Lingyun Sect. Like the original owner, she lacked spiritual roots and was unable to cultivate, thus holding a low status within the sect. Ling Xiao asked softly, "Xiao Yu, why are you here?"

Xiaoyu said, "I saw you being captured by Wang Dazhuang and his men, so I followed them. Later, I saw they had you locked up here, so I quickly tried to find a way to rescue you."

Ling Xiao felt warm in his heart. He knew Xiaoyu was a kind girl who was willing to take risks to save him.

Xiaoyu continued, "I just observed from outside and found that the person guarding you has left. Hurry and crawl out of this small hole. I'll meet you outside."

Ling Xiao was delighted, he knew this was a rare opportunity.

As he spoke, Ling Xiao began to struggle to climb out of the small hole in the corner of the wall. The hole was very narrow, and Ling Xiao's body was stuck very tightly, but he did not give up, and he squeezed out desperately.

Finally, Ling Xiao successfully climbed out of the small hole in the corner of the wall. He saw Xiao Yu standing outside, anxiously waiting for him. Ling Xiao quickly stood up and said to Xiao Yu, "Thank you, Xiao Yu. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, Lingxiao. We are friends, I should help you."

Ling Xiao felt warm in his heart. He knew how rare it was to have such a friend in this strange world.

Xiaoyu looked around and said softly, "Let's leave here quickly, it will be troublesome when those people come back." Ling Xiao nodded and followed Xiaoyu to quietly leave the place.

After escaping from the dim little black room, Ling Xiao and Xiao Yu ran desperately through the mountains and forests like two frightened little animals, until they could no longer hear any chasing footsteps. Only then did they dare to stop and lean against a thick old tree, gasping for breath.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows on Lingxiao's face covered with dust and sweat.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his eyes showing a hint of relief at having survived the disaster, but more of a deep confusion and uneasiness about this strange world.

Xiaoyu's situation was not much better than his. Her already worn clothes were torn by the branches, and her hair was scattered on her shoulders, but the light of determination that gleamed in her eyes was the same as Lingxiao's.

"Ling Xiao, what should we do next?"

Xiaoyu panted slightly and looked up at Lingxiao, with a hint of dependence and inquiry in her eyes. Lingxiao was silent for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

In this sect, the two of them, menial disciples, were like ants at the bottom of the society, and could be bullied and trampled upon by the so-called "formal disciples" at any time.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Let's go back to our residence first and think of a solution tonight."

Back in the simple wooden house, Ling Xiao lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. His mind kept replaying everything that had happened that day, from being bullied by Wang Dazhuang, to being locked up in the small dark room, to Xiaoyu risking her life to rescue him, and finally fleeing in panic through the forest.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't go on like this. He didn't want to be a chores disciple who was bullied for the rest of his life. At this moment, he remembered the mysterious cave in the original owner's memory.

The cave was located on the cliff of the back mountain. The original owner had discovered it by chance, but because of fear, he never dared to explore it in depth.

Ling Xiao's heart moved, perhaps there was some secret hidden there that might be able to change his current situation.

The next morning, Ling Xiao quietly left the wooden house while the others were still asleep and headed towards the back mountain.

The road in the back mountain was rugged and difficult to walk on, with dense woods and thorn bushes everywhere. Ling Xiao walked while using branches to push away the branches in front of him, moving forward with difficulty.

After walking for about half an hour, he finally arrived at the foot of the sheer cliff. Looking up, he saw the cliff towering into the clouds, with almost no place to stand on the steep rock face. Ling Xiao took a deep breath and began to search for the way to the cave.

He walked along the bottom of the cliff for a long time before he found a small cave in a hidden corner.

The entrance to the cave was blocked by vines and weeds, and it would be impossible to find it unless you looked carefully.

Ling Xiao carefully pushed aside the vines and walked into the cave. The cave was pitch black, with only a faint light coming from the cave entrance, which was enough to barely see the road under his feet.

Ling Xiao groped his way forward, and suddenly, his foot touched something hard.

He squatted down and felt around, only to find it was a stone. Overjoyed, he quickly picked up the stone and examined it carefully in the light from the cave entrance.

There were some strange symbols engraved on the stone. Although Ling Xiao did not recognize these symbols, he vaguely felt that these symbols seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power.

He continued walking deeper into the cave, and found that the space inside was getting larger and brighter. It turned out that deep in the cave, there was a huge glowing crystal, emitting a soft light, illuminating the entire cave like daylight.

Ling Xiao walked to the glowing crystal and found an ancient book placed next to the crystal.

He had an idea and quickly picked up the book. He saw four big words written on the cover - "Purple Sky Qi Refining Art".

Ling Xiao was ecstatic. Could this be the legendary cultivation method? He couldn't wait to open the book and began to read carefully.

"Purple Sky Qi Refining Art" is a very unique practice method. It does not rely on spiritual roots, but is practiced by absorbing the purple qi between heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao was secretly delighted. This was a technique tailor-made for him! He followed the instructions in the book and began to practice.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, circulated the energy in his body, and began to absorb the purple energy around him.

At first, he felt nothing, but slowly, he felt a faint purple energy entering his body from the Baihui point on the top of his head, and then flowing through his body along the meridians.

(End of this chapter)