Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 24 The Soul-Suppressing Pearl is Gone

"All living beings, eat quickly, it's getting cold; I've been devoted to you through life and death, how could you betray me; brother, finish eating and go with Guoguo to save others; you deserve to die, it's fate, Yunlang, I want to eat so much, eat it quickly..."

Even more chaotic words came from the catfish head of the red-clothed curse, and even the dog-skinned Taoist felt a splitting headache, with the veins on his head bulging slightly.

Lin Fan's world was completely silent; he was absolutely certain that he was going to die.

His worst fears came true: the Soul-Suppressing Pearl inside his stomach was gone!

Moreover, he was now almost cut in half, making it impossible for him to find the Soul-Suppressing Pearl on the ground. He was certain that if he moved, his entire body would dissipate.

Lin Fan felt like he was going to die. He didn't expect to die so quickly and wasn't prepared at all.

By the way, when that family of three died, and when Er Gou died, it must have been just as sudden. Such sudden deaths are the norm in this world.

However, the intense pain in his abdomen soon caused Lin Fan to lose his ability to think.

The dog-skinned Taoist looked at Lin Fan with some suspicion. This kid was scared out of his wits so easily? How did he survive the Red-Clothed Curse before?

Soon, fear, despair, pain, and other emotions were washed away from Lin Fan like water, and he gradually regained his rationality.

Once Lin Fan calmed down, he realized the key point. The Soul-Suppressing Pearl was inside his real body, not the body in this illusion, and what happened in the illusion wouldn't actually affect his body.

It feels real, but it's only part of the illusion. So ordinary people might be scared to death, die from pain, or run around in a panic in the illusion, causing their real bodies to crash into each other and die in reality.

But Lin Fan was different. After swallowing the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, Lin Fan was virtually immune to all mental attacks in the illusion!

At this moment, Lin Fan felt that his decision to consume the Soul-Suppressing Pearl was absolutely the right one.

As the sensation disappeared, Lin Fan stood up strangely, as if the hole punched in his stomach and spine had no effect on him, and no blood flowed from the wound.

Seeing this, the dog-skinned Taoist priest smiled and nodded, thinking how rare such a mindset was.

"The Shu Han dynasty has a great general named Jiang Boyue, whose courage is as great as a bushel, and he is a hero of his time. Nephew, I see that your courage is no less than his."

Lin Fan paid no attention to what the dog-skinned Taoist was chanting. He used his wooden sword to probe the way and swung his iron sword at the red-clothed sorcerer.

The woman in red tried to pick up her own head to use as a weapon, but the dog-skinned Taoist stepped on her head, wielding two swords, and plunged them in simultaneously. It took him his whole body to pin down one of her heads.

The dog-skinned Taoist priest stabbed the head beneath his feet several times with his twin swords, the numerous wounds making the half-rotten skull look even more grotesque.

However, it was clear that the head was not the Red-Clothed Curse's weakness; these attacks had no effect on her at all.

"How could you do this? Eat, eat quickly, damn it, fate, amusement park, I don't want to die, save me, go to die, impermanence, suffering has always been the norm, delicious, heartless man, give me back my innocence, all things are empty, stay with us..."

Even with its mouth torn apart, chaotic and disordered sounds continued to emanate, like a broken radio constantly switching between different channels.

Red-Clothed Curse clearly sensed that he couldn't get anywhere with the Dog-Skin Taoist, so he turned to Lin Fan instead.

Lin Fan remained calm as he watched the headless red-clad figure charging towards him, brandishing sharp claws.

With a whoosh, a sword was swung out.

Lin Fan felt his right hand loosen, and the arm holding the iron sword was severed in the middle and flew away.

As the pain subsided with the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, Lin Fan immediately closed his eyes and silently chanted, "My hand is still here, my hand is still here. My hand is still here!"

When he opened his eyes, his right hand was indeed still intact, and the iron sword was still in his hand.

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this was a very subjective world. As long as the Soul-Suppressing Pearl cut off the realistic feeling produced by the illusion, whether his hand was there or not was just a matter of his own thought.

If he had time to prepare, Lin Fan felt he could do more with his imagination, but he didn't have the capacity right now, and it wouldn't be good if he messed things up.

What followed was quite bizarre.

The Crimson Curse continued its attacks, and Lin Fan continued to counterattack. As Lin Fan gradually adapted to the way things were done here, he hit the Crimson Curse more and more often.

On the surface, the Red-Clothed Curse held an absolute advantage, constantly tearing Lin Fan's body apart and inflicting fatal wounds on him countless times.

But what good is that? Lin Fan can keep repairing himself.

Lin Fan wouldn't deliberately repair wounds that didn't affect his movements, which resulted in his body being covered in wounds, and his clothes being stained red with blood.

The wounds on the Red-Clothed Curse's body were increasing, like two blood-stained monsters locked in a constant battle.

"Hiss." Even the dog-skinned Taoist priest couldn't help but gasp. "Nephew's talent far exceeds my expectations. I imagine your future master will be very satisfied."

Huff, huff. Lin Fan exhaled white breath. His body felt neither tired nor in pain, but his mind was still under pressure.

Lin Fan only knew how to draw his sword, and draw it again. He had only one thought in his mind: to kill her and chop her to pieces!

Lin Fan remained unusually calm, his cold eyes fixed on the blood-soaked red-clothed curse.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl in Lin Fan's abdomen shone brighter and brighter, and the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, which had absorbed a large amount of emotion, was burning hot in Lin Fan's abdomen.

Fortunately, Lin Fan's stomach still had a hole, otherwise the dog-skinned Taoist priest could have seen the green light through his belly.

The dog-skinned Taoist noticed another anomaly: in the distance of the illusion, the canvas seemed to be dissolving in water, gradually collapsing to reveal the darkness behind it, adorned with countless stars.

"Is the Demon Realm about to collapse?" the dog-skinned Taoist priest exclaimed in surprise. "I have never seen such a way of escaping from the Demon Realm."

However, he had never seen a situation where someone could fight to a standstill with their own courage and the virtual flesh relic and red-robed curse created in the mysterious realm.

"Perhaps the power of the Red Robe Curse is insufficient to maintain the power of the virtual flesh relic," Yun Xiangzi murmured, speculating.

Lin Fan's sword strike missed its mark. He quickly turned and slashed to his side, but felt a sharp pain on his head and a wave of dizziness.

The Red-Clothed Curse hadn't attacked him, and the pain hadn't been completely eliminated. Lin Fan immediately realized that his physical body had hit the wall.

Lin Fan was actually being very careful; he never imagined that he would bump into the wall just by turning around slightly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the red-clothed curse stretched out its claws and attacked Lin Fan's head.

Lin Fan's head flew high into the air, but his iron sword had already pierced the chest of the Red-Clothed Curse.

The head floating in the sky felt the touch on his hand and smiled slightly. Lin Fan closed his eyes and silently murmured, "My body is still here, my body is still here..."

He quickly felt his body return to normal. Lin Fan relaxed and let himself fall from the sky. He wouldn't die from the fall in the illusion, but if he moved around in the air, his physical body in reality would really get hurt.

With a thud, Lin Fan felt himself fall to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he could see the ceiling of his thatched hut.