Devouring: Starting with an innate sacred body and Dao embryo

Chapter 4: An Unexpected Encounter with an Acquaintance, and a Train Incident

Jiang Chen hung up the phone and began to think.

"There's still a week until the Elite Training Camp assessment, so there's no need to rush back. Let's go explore the wilderness some more and try to cultivate the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade to the fifth level."

"At the same time, we should try our best to adapt and explore the various mysteries of the innate sacred body and Dao embryo."

Without hesitation, Jiang Chen left the military base again, boarded a train, and headed to the wilderness area.

The train traveled smoothly on the tracks, with dense forests stretching out outside the window and distant mountains appearing and disappearing in the distance.

The martial artists on the bus were gathered in twos and threes, and very few were alone like Jiang Chen.

The wilderness is fraught with danger, not only because it is full of monsters, but also because there are no laws to restrain people, and the ugliness of human nature is constantly being displayed there.

Therefore, every martial artist will choose trusted comrades and familiar partners to work together in order to better survive in the wilderness.

However, due to the system's activation conditions, Jiang Chen needs to kill one hundred low-level beast general-level monsters all by himself.

Therefore, he had no choice but to act alone.

Over time, he got used to it, and even now, without the system, he still goes on alone.

"Jiang Chen, it really is you."

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Chen turned his head and saw the newcomer, a smile appearing on his face: "Wu Huai, I didn't expect you to be on this train too, what a coincidence."

Not far from him stood a young man, handsome and upright, also dressed in an S-class combat suit and carrying a nine-element spear.

Around him were seven warriors, all of whom were at the level of generals and were extremely respectful.

Wu Huai laughed heartily, stepped forward, put his arm around Jiang Chen's shoulder, and began to talk.

Wu Huai is also a member of the HR Alliance, one of the twelve families of Hanxia Kingdom. He is a direct descendant of the Wu family and has a good relationship with the Jiang family, where Jiang Chen is located. The two often visit each other and are very familiar with each other.

"I recently broke through to the level of a beginner warrior, and my dad urged me to come to the wilderness area for training. According to him, a warrior who has not been tempered is of no use, no matter how high his strength is on paper."

"But he was worried about me being alone, fearing I might really die in the jaws of beasts, so he sent several of his men and a squad of martial artists before he felt comfortable letting me come to the wilderness."

Wu Huai shook his head helplessly.

"Of course, you are Uncle Wu Yuan's only son. If anything were to happen to you, it would be terrible," Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Alas! Becoming a martial artist is now an inevitable trend, and the changes of the times cannot be changed by human will."

"In the past, a spoiled brat like me could live a carefree and comfortable life as a parasite. But that's no longer possible. I must become a martial artist and contribute to the family."

Wu Huai sighed again. This was his first time going to the wilderness area, and he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"No matter how much wealth you have, it's all in vain if you don't have the strength to protect it. On the other hand, as long as you have enough strength, even if you're just one person, you can earn the respect of the whole world. For example, Hong is the strongest person on Earth today."

"I dare not aspire to be that kind of person. As long as I can live well and enjoy the beauty of life now, I am already very content."

Wu Huai looked around Jiang Chen and couldn't help but feel puzzled: "Jiang Chen, where are your guards?"

"I don't need to anymore; I've long since been wandering the wilderness alone."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Huai's eyes widened in surprise: "Jiang Chen, no, no! Brother Chen, your current strength?"

"I……"

Just as Jiang Chen was about to say something, a sharp sound suddenly rang out.

Then the train, which was traveling at high speed, came to a sudden stop.

The immense inertia propelled them forward, and many people were caught off guard and fell from their seats.

Wu Huai almost lost his balance and fell to the ground, but Jiang Chen caught him and prevented him from falling.

"What happened?"

Faced with this sudden and shocking turn of events, a commotion erupted on the train.

Some experienced martial artists had already donned their gear, picked up their weapons, and were ready for battle.

"Fellow warriors, a group of monsters is blocking the train's path. We hope you can take action to eliminate them so that the train can continue its journey smoothly."

At that moment, an announcement came over the loudspeaker explaining the reason for the train's sudden stop.

"It turns out the train was being blocked by a monster."

After understanding the reason, many martial artists suddenly realized the truth.

Trains transporting warriors often encounter monsters blocking their way in the wilderness.

At this time, the warriors on the train would step in and clear out the monsters ahead so that the train could continue its journey.

"Damn it, these monsters are so annoying! They've barely arrived in the wilderness and they're already rushing to their deaths!"

A warrior dressed in combat gear, carrying a long spear, stepped off the train, cursing and swearing, to help eliminate the monster.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"I didn't expect to encounter monsters so soon, Brother Chen, shall we go down and hunt them together?"

Wu Huai extended an invitation: "Although my strength is not that great, I have these seven warrior-level guards who will definitely not hold you back."

"No, I'm more used to dealing with monsters alone. That way, I can hone my skills better. Let's team up again next time."

Jiang Chen declined Wu Huai's invitation and then walked out of the carriage alone.

"Sigh! Alright, let's go too."

Wu Huai shrugged and, along with seven general-level guards, disembarked from the train.

The train is surrounded by special tempered glass, which is strong enough to withstand attacks from monsters at the level of a low-level beast general.

But now, not far ahead of the train, a large piece of tempered glass has been smashed to pieces, and hordes of monsters have surged into the train tracks, roaring as they charge toward the train.

Fortunately, the train was equipped with heavy weapons and the carriages were exceptionally sturdy, which could temporarily withstand the monster's attack.

However, if one only focuses on defense, it won't last long.

At this moment, many martial artists rushed out of the carriage and ran forward to fight the monsters.

The clanging sound was sharp and clear, the stench of blood filled the air, and life was like a dazzling firework, blooming brilliantly for a moment before fading away.

Since the Great Nirvana, the struggle between warriors and monsters has been one of endless conflict, a battle between different races, and a clash between civilization and barbarity.

Jiang Chen drew his battle sword, which was four feet long and four fingers wide. It was straight and shaped like a Tang dynasty horizontal sword. It was specially made by Jiang Chen.

With a slight crouch, Jiang Chen leaped up, a white wave of energy sweeping across the ground, creating a large dent. Like a cannonball, he soared dozens of meters away, his long sword suddenly falling.

A tiger-mastiff, three meters tall and five meters long, at the level of a low-level beast general, was cut in half at the waist.

Splash!

The foul-smelling entrails spilled all over the ground, and fresh blood splattered onto the combat uniforms, dripping down.

Without turning his head, Jiang Chen gripped the long sword with both hands and thrust it behind him, a mournful screech echoing out.

Suddenly, a mid-level beast general-level ghostly cat appeared behind him, its sharp claws just a hair's breadth away from landing on Jiang Chen.

However, its neck was pierced by the long knife first, and blood gushed out.

The ghost caracal is a natural-born killer. It is small in size, moves stealthily, walks silently, is swift and agile, and has sharp claws. It never confronts its enemies head-on, but instead attacks from the shadows, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

Several warriors at the general level were just killed by it in a sneak attack, but now it has fallen into Jiang Chen's hands.

hum!

With a soft hum of swords, eight gleaming throwing knives on Jiang Chen's body transformed into streaks of silver light, flashing like dragons and lightning, dismembering all the monsters within dozens of meters in front of him.

He then charged forward like the wind and as swift as a mountain, his long sword held horizontally, rushing into the horde of monsters, one after another becoming the victims of his blade.

(End of this chapter)