Since she had nothing to do on the road anyway, Mu Hanyan avoided Long Wudang and began teaching Jiang Qiling the priestly arts. She would soon face Zhao Xinghong and the others, and she didn't want Jiang Qiling's origins to be exposed. She needed to learn some magic to conceal her swordsmanship. Besides, after leaving the Blackwood Prison, her swordsmanship would be suppressed, so she needed to learn some magic.
What surprised Mu Hanyan was that Jiang Qiling's spiritual power was extremely powerful. She could achieve twice the result with half the effort in practicing divine arts. It could even be said that she made rapid progress. In just less than half a month, she had reached the level of the sixth or seventh level of divine priest. Because there was no test formation, Mu Hanyan could not be completely sure, but it would not be too far off.
You have to know that this is still in the Black Wood Prison. Compared with the sword master, the priest's cultivation is more affected. If she leaves the Black Wood Prison and returns to the Continent of Gods, it will probably not take her much time to be promoted to the realm of Sword Heart Priest.
"Why is your spiritual power so powerful? Is it because of the awakening of your bloodline?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.
"Not entirely." Jiang Qiling thought for a moment and answered.
"What's going on?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"If you were like me, helping that guy test the pill formula every day, and persisted for a year without going crazy, your spiritual power would probably be stronger than mine." Jiang Qiling glanced at Taotie not far away and said gritting her teeth.
So that's how it was, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized. Originally, she was a little envious of Jiang Qiling's powerful spiritual power, but once she knew the reason, she couldn't envy him anymore.
Jiang Qiling is the only one who suffers from such a ever-changing life worse than death every day. If someone else had been tortured like this by the Big Boss, they would have gone crazy long ago.
"Stop, I won't come anymore, I won't come anymore." Just as he said this, Long Wudang's frightened and almost pleading voice came from afar.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled bang, followed by Long Wudang's scream.
"Don't think I'm afraid of you. Don't come over here, don't come over here. If you come over again, I will fight you to death...ah..." After shouting with a lack of confidence, Long Wudang let out another scream, and at the same time, there was also the whistling sound of someone flying into the air.
"Don't come again, please, don't come again." Long Wudang's voice was already filled with tears, but what responded to him was Taotie's sinister sneer.
"Bang! Help, help, someone is going to die." After the muffled sound, Long Wudang let out a pig-killing howl.
"Nothing will happen, right?" Jiang Qiling said worriedly.
"Don't worry, Taotie knows his limits. He won't die." Mu Hanyan said.
"I'm not worried that he will die at the hands of Taotie. I mean, will he go crazy?" Jiang Qiling said worriedly.
"I think, should, probably, maybe not." Mu Hanyan said uncertainly.
The two looked at each other, then quickly walked towards the direction where the screams came from.
Unlike the desolate continent of Gods, most places in the Blackwood Prison are full of flowers and green grass, like a paradise. However, at this moment, a young man was lying on the grass, crawling forward helplessly, adding a bit of background to this beautiful scenery that seemed like a paradise.
"Don't do it again, please, spare me, don't do it again." Long Wudang murmured as he crawled forward.
To be honest, although Master Wu Dang is a bit of a dandy, when he pretends to be cool, he does have a bit of a handsome and elegant air, which can still have some killing power on those naive young girls who are just beginning to fall in love and have not experienced the world.
But at this moment, he no longer looked cool at all. His face had long become like a pig's head, and was covered with colorful blue and purple patches. The priest's robe on his body was torn to tatters, revealing his delicate skin that was obviously not exposed to the wind and sun.
If Taotie hadn't been standing behind him, holding a grass root in his mouth and looking at him with a satisfied look on his face, Mu Hanyan would have almost been unable to guess who this person was.
"Help, help, I want to go home, I want to go home..." Seeing Mu Hanyan, Long Wudang's confused and empty eyes finally regained some spirit. He rushed up and hugged Mu Hanyan's feet and burst into tears.
This was not the first time Mu Hanyan had seen such a scene.
Along the way, she had to take the time to teach Jiang Qiling the priest's magic, and by the way, let Taotie help guide Long Wudang's training. That guy's strength was just barely enough, but his practical experience was too poor. If he didn't hone his skills well, he probably wouldn't make much progress in his life.
Mu Hanyan did this with good intentions, of course, but she soon realized she had found the wrong person. Compared to the human world where the strong are respected, the beastman's law of the jungle is even more cruel, and the beastman's methods of training their offspring are also much more ruthless.
Ever since Long Wudang fell into Taotie's hands, the bruises on his face have never disappeared, and his miserable and helpless cries have never stopped.
In the first few days, Mu Hanyan even suspected that Taotie still had a grudge against humans for hunting their own kind of alien beasts, and vented all his resentment on Long Wudang.
However, Taotie assured her solemnly that this was how the beast tribe trained their offspring. The more powerful the beast tribe, the more ruthless their methods. The torture and blows he had endured were thousands of times more miserable than what Long Wudang had suffered. In fact, he was able to achieve his current level of cultivation thanks to the training his parents gave him back then.
His words were also verified on Long Wudang. Under the repeated abuse of Taotie, Long Wudang made rapid progress. Not only did he gain more experience in taking beatings and his ability to withstand blows became stronger, he could even fight back occasionally. Even his cultivation had improved significantly, so Mu Hanyan accepted his advice.
However, after hearing Jiang Qiling's warning today, Mu Hanyan was a little worried. Although Taotie's attacks were extremely measured, while inflicting inhuman pain on Long Wudang, it would not harm his life or his cultivation foundation, and it could even stimulate his potential to the extreme. But Long Wudang was not Jiang Qiling after all. Without her strong will, he might be driven insane by Taotie's repeated torture, driven to madness.
"Do you know who I am?" Mu Hanyan looked into Long Wudang's eyes and asked worriedly.
"Nonsense, who else could you be if not Mu Hanyan?" Long Wudang looked at Mu Hanyan as if she were a fool, not knowing whether there was something wrong with Mu Hanyan's brain or with himself.
"What about her?" Mu Hanyan pointed at Jiang Qiling again.
"Jiang Qiling." Long Wudang's expression became even more strange. Of course, he didn't recognize Jiang Qiling before, but after traveling with her all the way, how could he not even know her name?
"What about him?" Mu Hanyan pointed at Taotie again.
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