Martial Arts: Starting with Upgrading the Dilapidated Temple

Xu Hao flicked his wrist and slapped the face of an oncoming paper effigy with the back of his knife, as if swatting a fly.

boom!

The paper effigy, which had just been immune to swords, let out an extremely shrill scream. The moment its entire body touched the Devouring Sea Blade, it exploded into a ball of burning black ash.

Ding! A stone fell.

Luo Meng's eyes widened as he stared at the pool of black ash on the ground: "Boss, did you have this knife blessed at a temple?"

Xu Hao ignored him and released his Qi and blood, which was at the peak of the Yi Jin Realm, without reservation.

The intense heat was like a human-shaped furnace, and the heat emanating from his body forced the cold black mist on the deck back several feet.

"Can't you cut through them?" Xu Hao glanced at the group. "It's because your qi and blood are too weak."

The remaining paper figures seemed to sense the threat, stopped their shrill laughter, and their pale faces revealed resentment.

They transformed into several gusts of cold wind, rushing towards Xu Hao from all directions.

With a flick of his wrist, Xu Hao unleashed a burst of intense buzzing from the Black Blade Devouring the Sea.

This corrupted, cold iron evil blade, which normally nourishes itself by absorbing the essence and blood of living people, is now even more greedy for this pure, yin, and resentful energy than for blood itself.

The vibration emanating from the hilt of the knife conveyed a ravenous urgency.

"What's the rush? We'll feed you."

Xu Hao took a step with his feet and crashed directly into the group of monsters.

The blade flashed, producing a brilliant black light.

There was no sound of metal clashing, only the crackling of burning metal.

It turns out that when each paper effigy touches the Devouring Sea, a thick black resentment will surge out from the cut.

The Devouring Sea Blade, like a whale sucking in water, frantically draws resentment into its blade.

The paper effigy didn't even have time to scream before its resentment was completely drained, turning it into a handful of ash, with a stone occasionally falling from it.

"Oh, quite the eclectic taste." Xu Hao raised an eyebrow, then with a backhand slash, he cleaved a paper figure that lunged at his face in two.

The originally eerie and terrifying paper effigy was completely transformed into a lamb to the slaughter in front of Xu Hao.

The Devouring Sea Blade grew brighter and brighter with each absorption, and an eerie red glow even appeared on its blade.

Each swing of the blade was accompanied by a piercing scream and the draining of resentment.

The sailors hid in the back, watching this one-sided massacre, and the panic in their hearts slowly turned into something else entirely.

"Brother Luo, how come the boss is chopping this thing like it's nothing?" A sailor swallowed hard.

Luo Meng wiped the cold sweat from his face: "Nonsense, is the Boss a human? He's a living Yama! These blind fools dared to board our Zhenyuan, they've come to the wrong place."

In less than half an incense stick's time.

The last paper effigy on the deck was nailed to the mast by Xu Hao with a single stroke.

The resentment was drained, and the paper figure turned into a pile of ashes and scattered.

Xu Hao sheathed his blade, and the Devouring Sea Blade emitted a satisfied tremor, its chill growing even more intense.

As the paper effigy turned to ashes, a black crystal the size of a longan, emitting a faint, eerie glow, fell onto the deck.

"What is this thing?" Xu Hao picked up a crystal with the tip of his knife.

Chen Yuanzhi quickly stepped forward, his eyes suddenly lighting up: "Yin Soul Crystal! Boss, this is a treasure formed purely from resentment! On the black market, this thing is even more sought after than Blood Crystal. It's top-grade for refining high-level secret medicines or as a powerful tonic for those cultivating Yin-cold techniques!"

The moment the words were spoken, the sailors, who had been so frightened they wanted to jump into the sea, suddenly turned green with envy.

"baby?"

"Can I exchange it for a Blood Essence Bead?"

A group of shirtless, burly men swarmed around, staring at the Yin Soul Crystal on the ground and swallowing hard.

"Boss, are there any more paper figures left? Suddenly I feel confident enough to go up and swat them a couple of times!"

"Get lost! You were the fastest to hide just now, Boss. Let me pick up all your things for you!"

Xu Hao looked at these desperate thugs who valued money over their lives and laughed in anger.

Before the group of desperados could finish picking up the scattered Yin Soul Crystals, a series of teeth-grinding, dense friction sounds suddenly came from the bottom of the Zhenyuan ship.

creak, creak.

It looked as if countless hands covered in sharp armor were scratching at the ship's planks.

On the edge of the deck, dozens of pale, bloated, drowned monsters, their bodies swollen from being submerged in seawater, swollen over the ship's side, staring intently at the living people, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

If it were half an incense stick's time ago, the sailors would probably have been so frightened that they would have crawled into the hold long ago.

But now, these men's eyes lit up as they looked at these pale, monstrous creatures.

"This isn't a monster, it's a treasure!" a burly crewman yelled, charging forward with a broadsword.

With a single slash, the blade struck the shoulder of a drowned monster.

There was no blood.

The blade seemed to have struck a tattered rag, sinking into it softly.

The Drowned Ghost grinned, its rotting mouth gaping open, and a chilling aura of corpse energy shot out from the blade.

The crew member shivered from the cold, took several steps back, and almost dropped the knife from his hand.

"I can't cut it! This thing freezes my hands!"

Xu Hao leaned against the mast, carrying the Devouring Sea Blade, and coldly watched this group of money-grubbing fools.

"The blood and qi extracted from the extreme cold forging pool, are you saving it for breeding?" Xu Hao sneered, "Soak the blood and qi in the blade and chop it to death."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

A series of cracking sounds suddenly rang out on the deck.

The crew members activated their tempered blood and qi, and the scorching blood and qi climbed up their arms and onto the blades.

"Smash it for me!"

The sailor, who had just suffered a setback, roared and swung his sword again.

This time, the blade glowed faintly red, cleaving the opponent in two.

The intense resentment dissipated, and with a clang, a Yin Soul Crystal fell onto the deck.

"It really can produce amazing results!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

The sailors pounced on the drowning monster like hungry wolves, and the scene instantly spiraled out of control.

"Don't take it! This one's mine!"

"Screw you, I had my eye on it first!"

In the midst of the chaos, a skinny crew member nicknamed Mud Monkey became frantic.

His foundation was weak, and his Qi and blood in the Skin-Polishing Realm were intermittently activated. He managed to slash three times but failed to defeat the Drowning Ghost in front of him. Instead, he was forced into a perilous situation.

Mud Monkey panicked, threw the knife on the ground, and grabbed his waistband with both hands.

"My blood and energy are insufficient, but I'm a twenty-year-old virgin! Get out of the way, watch me piss this evil spirit to death!"

As he spoke, he started to pull down his pants.

Luo Meng, who was busy chopping nearby, caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned black.

His sister, Luo Ying, was standing behind him holding bone needles.

"You fucking shut up!"

Luo Meng strode over, kicked over the drowned monster in front of Mud Monkey, grabbed Mud Monkey's waistband, and pulled it up sharply.

"Ouch!" Mud Monkey cried out in pain as his crotch was tightened.

Startled and pulled like that, Mud Monkey's carefully prepared urge to urinate completely spiraled out of control, dripping down his trousers and onto the deck, the stench of his urine instantly overpowering the fishy smell of the drowned monster.

"Brother Luo, why are you pulling up my pants! I haven't even used my ultimate move yet!" Mud Monkey covered his crotch, jumping up and down in grievance.

"Get out of here and pee! If you dare to dirty my sister's eyes, I'll chop your thing up and feed it to the fish!" Luo Meng cursed as he turned his head and chopped the drowned monster on the ground into ashes with a single stroke.

A burst of laughter erupted on the deck.

In this extremely bizarre yet joyful atmosphere, the Zhenyuan ship managed to wipe out the dozens of drowned monsters that had climbed aboard.

The sailors, ignoring the corpse water on their bodies, crawled all over the deck with their buttocks sticking out, scrambling for the fallen Yin Soul Crystals.