There Is A Huge Problem With My Achievement System

Chapter 286 - 286: Should I Say It or Not, It’s Really Old-fashioned

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Gu Shaoxuan was dead, and Ji Ruo’s body fusion had reached its time limit. The giant’s figure dissipated, and the people from Spiced Spicy Ball fell down, their faces pale.

The black coffin fell, and the lid was smashed open. The distorted holy image rolled down and stained the soil.

The Hundred Years Mountain was littered with corpses. These corpses belonged to the villagers of the Eight Treasures Stronghold. Some of them had long decayed, and some still had rotten flesh. They looked a little disgusting.

The previous [Sound ComCombo] had already exhausted everyone’s energy. Ji Ruo had forcefully continued the final attack, and the effect of one slash had been two slashes. Everyone had consumed a lot of energy, and they were almost out of oil.

Ji Ruo’s eyes were filled with double images, his head was dizzy, and his meridians were in extreme pain.

However, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t gained anything. At the very least, Ji Ruo’s Qi Meridians had already spread throughout his entire body, and he had already reached the peak of the Qi Meridians of the Body Martial Dao. With just a little bit of comprehension and replenishment, he would be able to form the first Star Jade, the Dantian.

This could be considered a benefit of the Body Martial Dao. There were no shackles when one’s qi meridians advanced to the Star Jade. The Dantian did not need to be calculated and could naturally condense and open.

Ji Ruo planned to go back to the Sacred Mountain Tree and ask for spiritual fruits to eat.

The white cat sensed carefully and said,””Master, that guy is dead.”

Although the white cat’s divine power was weak, he could still sense the existence of the living beings in his territory. This time, Gu Shaoxuan was really dead.

Ji Ruo fell to the ground.” He’s finally dead. This guy is so hard to kill!

Ji Xiaoxiao jumped onto Ji Ruo’s head and touched his forehead.”Old man, when are you going to die?”

“I’m still early.”

Ji Ruo rested for a while and sat up again. He took out the Life Fruit from the Wan Xiang Mirror and distributed it to everyone. The injuries he had suffered during the fusion were shared by everyone, so his injuries were not serious.

The main injuries were from the previous assault on the mountain of blades.

“Jiruo, look…”

Liang Shixian suddenly pointed behind Ji Ruo and said.

Ji Ruo turned around in confusion and saw specks of starlight spreading out from Gu Shaoxuan’s headless corpse that was rapidly sanctifying.

“What’s going on?” Ji Ruo was also stunned.

The starlight scattered and gathered above the distorted statue, turning into a circle of light and shadow. Images slowly appeared in the light and shadow.

“No way!” Ji Xiaoxiao exclaimed. Even if he’s dead, he can still kill memories?”

Somewhere on the border.

A young warrior who was patrolling picked up a dirty thin figure and looked at the messy scene on the open-air low altar table in front of the statue. He said, “It’s not okay to steal things, kid. Moreover, this was a tribute to the Martial Saint. He could not eat it secretly.”

The skinny figure was a boy. His clothes were tattered and his hair was unkempt.

“I, I’m hungry… Please don’t hit me…”

“Why would I hit you?” the warrior asked. Hungry? Where are your parents?” “They were eaten…” the boy whispered.

The martial artist was stunned for a moment. Then, he put the boy down and took out the tribute he had prepared this time, a white cut chicken.

“Here, eat this. Those tributes are no longer fresh.”

The boy looked at the boiled chicken and swallowed his saliva. He then looked at the warrior and said,” You just said that you can’t eat the tributes…”

He had already observed for some time. This martial artist would come to place new tributes three times a day.

The boy would come to steal food every day. He had something to do today, so he came a little late. He did not expect to meet the martial artist guarding the place.

Therefore, he knew that the white-cut chicken that the martial artist gave him was today’s tribute.

“Before it becomes a tribute, it is first food. Food is used to fill the stomach.”The martial artist tore off a chicken drumstick and took a bite. He

said,””Besides, I haven’t paid tribute yet.”

The boy looked at the martial artist biting the drumstick and his throat rolled. Finally, he could not hold it in anymore and took the white cut chicken and started to bite it.

The scene changed.

It was as if the martial artist had made an appointment with the boy. Every day, they would bring the tributes to meet in front of the statue on time. Then, the two of them would steal the tributes together. After eating, they would leave separately. It was like this every day, and they had a tacit understanding.

The low altar table had long been cleaned and became their seats.

One day, after eating the tribute, the boy was about to leave when the martial artist suddenly called out to him.

“Hey, it’s been so long, but I still don’t know your name.”

“I…” The boy’s lips quivered for a while before he said,”My name is Inauspicious…”

The martial artist scratched his head.”

My original village was destroyed by the beast tide. Now, everyone in this village says that I’m unlucky…

The martial artist opened his mouth and then sighed.

“Then what was your name before?”

The boy was a little disappointed.

The village had fallen, his parents had died tragically, and he could no longer remember many things.

Or rather, he didn’t want to remember.

The martial artist suddenly said, “Don’t rush back today. I’ll tell you a story.

“What story?”

“Let me introduce myself first. Hello, my name is Gu Shaoxuan.”

From that day on, the warrior named Gu Shaoxuan would tell the boy stories every day, and the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.

Martial artists were not old, and the stories he could tell were not many.

However, all his life experiences, all his complaints about his family who forced him to inherit his father’s career, all his complaints about his unkempt comrades, were all so desirable to the boy that he liked them from the bottom of his heart..