It's the beauty that brings disaster. I'm also desperate.

But except for the first one or two sentences, Xia Li didn't hear a word of the rest.

heart.

The heart of a human warrior!

This means that this small dish of red soup actually represents a living human heart!

"vomit--."

When he thought of this, Xia Li felt extremely uncomfortable mentally.

The feeling of nausea and vomiting filled my whole body and would have manifested itself if I hadn't been forcibly suppressing it.

Yes.

Although she felt very comfortable physically, mentally, in her humanity...she still had deep-rooted moral concepts and a deep disgust for what she had in her hands.

"What's the matter, sister?"

Xia Li remained calm and put down the porcelain plate in his hand as if nothing had happened.

She had a strong ability to control her emotions, and even when she let go of something, there was no sign of her complicated feelings at the moment.

It's just that Xiang Yi is naturally sensitive and has already noticed the other person's emotional changes...

It seems...it seems like he is very disgusted and dissatisfied?

"nothing."

Shengsheng said so, but Xiang Yi naturally didn't believe it.

She thought Xia Li was dissatisfied because she heard her say that the True Red Soup was of the first grade. The best True Red Soup in Weilanju was actually of the 'best grade'. The best grade soup was made from the heart of a 'Martial Realm' warrior and it took 49 days and nights to boil.

A warrior in the Wu realm, with strength equal to that of a Yin general!

This supreme enjoyment and luxurious treatment.

Only the city lords are qualified to enjoy it, even the top four Yin generals are still a little short of it.

The stronger the human warrior's blood is, the more delicious it is to their ghosts. Drinking it can make them recall the feeling of being alive...

The ghost can never go back to this feeling of being alive.

but.

The more this happens, the more they desire it!

In other words...the blood of powerful human warriors, such a delicacy should naturally be savored slowly and steadily.

Taking the heart and boiling it into a red soup is like killing the chicken to get the eggs. It is extremely refreshing at the moment, but it is an extremely luxurious act...

——For every plate of true red soup, a human warrior loses his heart.

——No buying and selling, no killing!

Thinking that Shengsheng was complaining that the first grade was not the best, Xiangyi quickly explained it to him.

"Sister, first-grade soup is actually quite good. The only one who can make top-grade soup is the Lord of the City..."

"do not talk!"

It's good intentions for Yi.

But her good intentions did not reach Xia Li's heart at all. The more she explained, the more disgusted he became.

——As expected, since they are not of my race, their hearts must be different... right?

The girl thought a little tiredly.

Originally, after these days of contact, she felt that Xiang Yi was actually a pretty good person. Although he was a little stupid, he was not a bad person... If it was someone else she disliked, Shengsheng would not be willing to get close to him even if they were acting.

Deep down, she is a very proud person.

But this bowl of soup just now made her see clearly the invisible yet real deep gap between them.

--Race!

Ghosts hate the living and like to eat the blood of living people.

This alone meant that they were destined not to be like-minded people...Xiang Yi could drink the real red soup without any psychological burden. This soup was made from the heart and was almost the same as eating a human heart.

Xia Li can never do it!

With this thought, the girl calmed down completely.

Just now, when Xiang Yi was still chattering about the best and the first-class, she was annoyed and angry for a moment, so she shouted unconsciously. But at this moment, her emotions have returned to calm...

"Sister Xiang Yi, maybe my cultivation is too low, and the sip I just took is already the limit."

“So…so that’s how it is.”

Although Xiang Yi knew that Fang Shengsheng's statement was ridiculous, he did not dare to refute it.

The blood of a powerful warrior can make ghosts recall the taste of life and fill the coldness, emptiness and dead silence deep in their bodies. After drinking it, they can get the most wonderful experience, and all ghosts flock to it.

There is no limit to the level of cultivation at all.

but......

Xiang Yi was very sensitive. She had already noticed Fang Shengsheng's subtle alienation from the slight change in the way she addressed him.

She didn't understand what she had done wrong and why Fang Shengsheng suddenly became cold again.

There is a sense of depression and grievance in my heart.

She had been with Lu Man for many years and had only felt happiness... But after knowing Fang Shengsheng for seven days, she tasted bitterness. In fact, she realized it the moment she was held by the other party.

The happiness I once had was no happiness at all.

Because gratitude cannot be compared with joy.

"Let's continue eating."

"Um......"

Fang Shengsheng's voice was as clear as a wind chime, but even though it was so close, it felt as if it was far away and vague.

This made Xiang Yi extremely depressed.

The originally delicious food became tasteless. She seemed to be eating seriously, but her whole attention was on Xia Li...The girl had a calm expression, and was simple, elegant and quiet.

Some of the bad emotions I had felt before also disappeared.

Xiang Yi wasn't sure what the other person was thinking, but she didn't dare to ask.

She was like a puppy that had been scolded by her owner. She only dared to squat quietly at the other's feet, not daring to make any loud noise.

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Chapter 41: Extreme Joy Leads to Sorrow

At night, it is quiet.

Xia Li sat cross-legged on the bed and started to do something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

--breakthrough.

After getting three drops of Mingjin Water in the afternoon, she wanted to break through the realm immediately. However, there was a large group of people waiting at Weilanju so she had to suppress it temporarily... As a result, when she got there, she found out that Lu Man and others had already left.

Only she and Xiang Yi were left to share the dinner.

This meal...

Apart from the real red soup, Xia Li was quite satisfied.

Speaking of soup, perhaps Xiang Yi noticed the emotional changes when drinking the soup, because he has been cautious and a little absent-minded since then.

When returning home after the banquet, he actually got on the same carriage with Xia Li.

The types of horse-drawn carriages of Tushan State were divided into three categories.

Because she came alone in the afternoon, Shengsheng took a very small carriage, which was suitable for one person, but two people had to sit next to each other...

After getting in the car, Xiang Yi finally came to her senses and immediately felt extremely embarrassed.

but.

Shengsheng didn't chase him away either.

After all, she still needed Xiang Yi, so she didn't mind the small matter of squeezing in the same car. In addition, she was well aware of the right and wrong of race, and she didn't reject Xiang Yi's soft body.

......

"it is good--!"

"The shackles around my waist are untied."

Just one drop of water, no more, no less.

After two hours, Xia Li broke free from the third innate restraint, which was the iron chain wrapped around his waist!

The ink-black stain immediately flowed out, and at the same time the girl felt her whole body lighten... She was clearly sitting on the bed, but she felt so light that she was about to float.

natural.

That's an illusion.

But being as light as a swallow, I can still do it...

——I just feel light and I move as fast as a swallow.

This is a key sign of entering the fourth-grade warrior stage. They will be faster than before, and their movements will be more flexible and agile!

"Keep up the good work, keep going!"

The target tonight is not just the fourth rank.

Xia Li still has two drops of water, and she wants to reach the third level in one go.

Third grade.

It is a great hurdle for entry-level warriors. For the previous seventh, sixth, fifth and fourth levels, as long as you have enough accumulated Qi, blood or Yin Qi, you will definitely be able to break through!

but......

The three grades are different.

A warrior's body can be seen as three sections.

The upper section is the elbow.

The middle section is the waist and abdomen.

The lower section is the foot and leg.

There are two natural partitions between the upper, middle and lower sections, where the shoulder connects to the trunk and the waist connects to the hip.

There are iron chains on the partition...

When a warrior breaks through to the third level, he must not only use enough 'Chi' (Qi/blood/Yin) to break the iron chains on his soul and body, but also solve the problem of natural partitions.

The former is easy to deal with, but the latter has stopped a large number of aspiring people who want to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

The reason for the natural partition is that the iron chain has existed for a long time, which has blocked the three sections that were originally a whole. Finally, they became independent... According to Shengsheng's understanding, this thing is not a physical property, but a physical habit.

There are quite a few warriors above the third rank in Tushan Kingdom.

Therefore, solutions to natural partitions have long existed and are well known.

——'Start, Follow and Chase' three sections into one!

Rise, follow and chase is a way of exerting force when punching, which emphasizes the rising fist, following elbow and chasing with shoulder.

Speaking as a whole.

The upper part uses the elbow to exert force, the middle part uses the waist and abdomen to follow the momentum, and the lower part uses the feet and legs to chase the clouds and cross the moon...this is the combination of three parts, and each part is connected to each other.

For a warrior who can achieve this, the barriers will naturally disappear.

From then on, he could control the power of his body as he pleased, and his fighting ability soared again!

Starting from the most intuitive data......

An average strong man has a punch of three jin and a kick of four jin.

A punch from a third-grade warrior can reach 24 jin (360 kg), and a kick can reach 32 jin (480 kg)!