Cultivation: Starting from a Fighting Cock

Chapter 68 Is this still cockfighting? (Please read on and vote with monthly tickets)

Ji Cheng never dreamed that, besides the drug-addicted cockfighting king, there would be other masters in Wuzhen's cockfighting scene.

What I'm saying is, is cockfighting really that lucrative? How much money do they make that even cultivators are getting involved?
Is this still a fighting cock?

Fortunately, Ji Cheng possessed the title "Heavenly Rooster Must Not Be Revealed," which concealed his demonic aura. Otherwise, in such close combat, the blind old Taoist priest would surely have noticed something amiss.

However, this cockfight is proving to be a bit tricky.

Winning isn't difficult, but the question is, can Ji Cheng win?
This black-necked chicken is possessed by the blind Taoist priest. First, it won't be easy to win against it. Second, if it does win, it will be equivalent to exposing its identity as a demon beast.

However, if you lose, you're doomed.

This situation is almost unsolvable.

In the arena, Ji Cheng was still like a mindless fighting rooster, constantly attacking the blind Taoist priest, occasionally leaping up and behaving fiercely.

Seeing this, the blind Taoist priest was disappointed and convinced that it was just an ordinary fighting rooster.

He found it very boring and decided to get rid of it.

Just as Ji Cheng was fluttering over to peck at him, the blind Taoist flapped his wings at his head, and at the same time turned to the side, raising his claws to swat off several of Ji Cheng's feathers.

The onlookers were dumbfounded. What... what kind of move is this?

"Why does Young Master Xu's fighting rooster look so strange?"

The horse hoof maker rubbed his chin, unable to pinpoint what was wrong. The others shared the same feeling and nodded in agreement.

Xu Dingsheng was also dumbfounded. How could his black-necked chicken be so powerful?

In the arena, the blind Taoist priest charged forward, his wings like knives, slashing horizontally at Ji Cheng's neck. This kind of attack was definitely not something a fighting cock possessed.

Okay, okay, you don’t even want to act anymore, right?
Ji Cheng was slightly angry. He knew that this blind Taoist priest wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible and didn't care that his behavior was too abnormal.

After several rounds, Ji Cheng was injured in many places, and the ground was covered with his chicken feathers and blood.

He is still hiding his true abilities.

Unlike the blind Taoist priest, the blind Taoist priest possessed the black-necked chicken, which was equivalent to a one-time identity that could be discarded after use.

But this is Ji Cheng's true identity, and he has to consider his long-term development in the future, so he cannot easily reveal it.

The blind Taoist priest launched another flying pounce!
His claws, like eagle claws, actually contained a martial arts technique, which was truly excessive.

Ji Cheng chose to rush forward and fight him head-on, trading injury for injury, and successfully left two bloody marks on the blind Taoist.

He knew in his heart that even if the blind Taoist possessed the black-necked chicken, the black-necked chicken's own defense and damage resistance had not been improved.

It was merely controlled by the blind Taoist's spirit; its physical capabilities remained unchanged.

If it suffers serious injuries, the body's strength will gradually decrease, eventually causing it to collapse.

Ji Cheng, however, is different; he has the body of a demon beast.

The reason he got injured was that he deliberately lowered his physical strength to the level of an ordinary fighting rooster.

Despite the numerous wounds and significant blood loss on his body, these injuries were essentially just minor cuts to him.

In this way, by exchanging injuries, he could wear down the black-necked chicken possessed by the blind Taoist priest without revealing his own fighting strength.

On the field, Ji Cheng, the golden rooster, exuded ruthlessness, constantly fighting his opponents. The more serious his injuries, the more fiercely he fought.

The blind Taoist gained a great advantage by using his anthropomorphic fighting style, but he also injured his enemy by seven parts and himself by three parts.

Soon, the injuries inflicted by Ji Cheng began to affect the blind Taoist's ability to move.

The blind Taoist priest discovered that his physical strength was being depleted very quickly, and with the loss of a lot of blood, his speed and strength had decreased by about 30%.

"This body is too weak..."

The blind Taoist felt utterly disgusted; if the fight continued like this, he would soon be at a disadvantage.

He couldn't accept losing to a chicken; it would be the greatest humiliation of his life!

In the arena, the two fighting roosters clashed again. The golden rooster, due to its bravery and fearlessness, was injured but also inflicted a severe blow on the black-necked rooster.

Trading injury for injury is the right tactic, as it can greatly compensate for the difference in strength between the two sides.

The trick is that when the blind Taoist attacks, you rush in to take the damage, and at the same time, you take the opportunity to launch an attack with your claws or beak.

After several rounds, the blind Taoist priest gradually couldn't take it anymore.

"Something's not right. This fighting rooster is so badly injured, how can it still be so lively?"

The blind Taoist priest quickly realized something was wrong. Something was amiss.

The golden rooster's injuries were more than twice as severe as his, so why did it not fall down and why did its fighting power not decrease much?

"Cluck, cluck, cluck—"

Suddenly, the black-necked chicken let out a strange laugh.

It was the blind Taoist who was laughing. He was laughing because the golden rooster had hidden itself very well, but in the end it still revealed its abnormality.

People were stunned and looked at each other in disbelief. What was going on with this fighting cock?
Ji Cheng, taking advantage of his laughter, quickly took a running start and pounced, his sharp claws aimed at his opponent's head.

Faced with this fatal blow, the blind Taoist priest refused to dodge, but simply smiled at Ji Cheng before his soul withdrew from the black-necked chicken's body.

That smile clearly said, "I've got you."

Ji Cheng knocked down the black-necked rooster with a single claw, winning the cockfight.

But he felt uneasy. Judging from the blind Taoist's reaction, he realized that he might have been exposed.

"Did...you really lose?"

Xu Dingsheng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. Sure enough, he had lost to Zhao Erye's fighting rooster again.

He remembered what the blind Taoist priest had said: if they lost, it would actually be a great joy.
Is this... really such a joyous occasion?
Xu Dingsheng had a bad feeling.

……

The Snake Gang.

In a quiet room, the blind Taoist's soul returned to his body, and he stood up and laughed loudly.

He pushed open the door and went out, finding Zhou Mu and Chief Wang. He said loudly, "Young Master Zhou, Chief Wang, I have verified its identity. The fighting rooster in the Zhao family is a demon beast. Please come with me to capture it!"

Zhou Mu and Chief Wang exchanged a glance, wondering what this old blind man was up to now.
"Blindly offering sacrifices? You mean there's a chicken in the Zhao family that's become a demon?"

Zhou Mu sat down and leaned forward slightly as he asked.

“It’s a fighting rooster,” the blind Taoist priest corrected.

Zhou Mu was a little tense and said, "What's the difference? There are tens of thousands of fighting cocks in Wuzhen. They are slaughtered after five to eight months and live for less than a year on average. Tell me, how can a chicken cultivate into a demon?"

He found it utterly absurd. "If you told me a cow had become a demon, I'd find it somewhat believable."

A chicken, from hatching from an egg to dying, generally doesn't live for more than a year, so what kind of monster could it become?

“Young Master Zhou, I am absolutely certain that I dared to come and tell you about this matter.”

"Oh? Where does your confidence come from? Oh, right, could it be that you lost a cockfight with Zhao Chongwu?"

As soon as Zhou Mu said this, all the martial artists in the hall couldn't help but laugh.

The old blind man lost the demon-binding rope he brought from home last time, and that score hasn't been settled yet.

The blind Taoist priest felt humiliated, but he still recounted how he had possessed the black-necked rooster and gambled with Master Zhao's cockfighting.

As a result, the martial artists in the hall laughed even louder.

Of course, despite the amusement, this matter still caught the attention of Zhou Mu and Chief Wang.

"No wonder the Rooster King still lost to Zhao Chongwu's fighting rooster even after taking the Exploding Body Pill," Zhou Mu said. "Blind Offering, do you have any treasures that can make that monster reveal its true form?"

"This broken bowl of mine is engraved with an array, and can be used as a demon-revealing mirror. Wherever the spiritual light shines, all demonic beasts of the third rank and below will reveal their true forms!"

"Alright, let's set off immediately and see what kind of chicken has cultivated into a demon beast!"

With a skeptical attitude, Zhou Mu summoned Chief Wang and several experts at the late stage of internal energy.

If we can really find out that the fighting cock in the Zhao family is a monster, we will make a fortune and can use this as an excuse to make a fuss.

If it turns out that the fighting rooster is not a monster, there will be a chance to thoroughly humiliate the old blind man, which would be quite an interesting story.

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