The burly man covered his abdomen, his expression twisted in pain, his two rows of teeth stained red with blood. He gasped and asked, "Are you Li Zhiming?!"
"Hasn't your cultivation been destroyed by the sect? How come you are still so powerful?"
"I asked you to answer my question!"
Li Zhiming looked down at the man lying on the ground and kicked him.
The man's face was swollen from the kick, and two teeth mixed with blood spurted out.
"I think you should know that the rules of Xuyuan Prison are different from those of Zhenyuan Sect. Here, it is common for jailers to fight and get killed or injured, and no one will hold them accountable." Li Zhiming reminded.
He raised his foot again and stepped on the man's ankle.
As Li Zhiming exerted force, the man began to scream.
"ah……"
"Brother, brother, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" the man began to beg for mercy.
"Let's start by talking about your name."
Li Zhiming took his feet away from the man.
Several jailers who followed the man saw this scene and looked at each other, their throats churning.
They just followed to calm the situation, but they didn't expect that their eldest brother would hit a wall.
Is this the disciple whose cultivation was abolished by the sect?
What a joke!
This Li Zhiming is as ferocious as a tiger.
You know, their eldest brother is a martial artist who is about to enter the ninth level of martial arts, the Bone Tempering Realm.
But he didn't even have the chance to fight back in front of Li Zhiming.
"What do you guys want to do?" Li Zhiming turned his head and glanced at the three of them.
"No...nothing to do?"
The three of them stammered, not knowing what to say.
"Just stand here honestly!" Li Zhiming said in a cold tone.
At the same time, the man lying on the ground said, "My name is Wang Zi, and I'm also a jailer at Xuyuan Prison, but I don't know the Tian Yaoyao you mentioned..."
Before Wang Zi could finish his words, Li Zhiming kicked him again, directly pressing his face to the ground.
"Do you know me or not? I'll give you one last chance!"
"I really...I really don't know him."
Wang Zi's face was pressed to the ground, and his mouth was deformed when he spoke.
The conflict between the two caused quite a stir, and jailers gradually stopped to watch.
Fighting over a disagreement is very common in Xuyuan Prison.
They are happy to watch the show.
Li Zhiming slowly exerted force with his feet, but Wang Zi still denied that he had any relationship with Tian Yaoyao.
"Could it be that this guy was really not sent by Tian Yaoyao?"
Li Zhiming frowned and loosened his foot. "We have no grudges against each other, why are you looking for trouble with me?"
"I was thinking that I'm short of money recently, and you're new here, so I wanted to get something from you, like vitality pills or something." Wang Zi replied angrily.
When Li Zhiming heard this, he suddenly remembered that he had not received his salary yet.
Although it’s not much, it’s at least one vitality pill.
Even though this elixir has no use to him now, he can sell it in exchange for other resources.
"Take your people and get out of here. Don't let me see you again." Li Zhiming warned.
“…”
Wang Zi stood up with difficulty and prepared to leave with the help of his younger brother.
At this time, quite a few people had gathered in this area, including some patrol disciples with higher status, and of course most of them were jailers.
Seeing this, Li Zhiming's eyes changed slightly, and he turned around and called Wang Zi, "Stop!"
When Wang Zi heard Li Zhiming's voice, he suddenly stopped where he was.
He frowned, his eyes rolled around, and there was a hint of panic in his expression.
"No way, did he see that I was lying?"
"Damn it, didn't Senior Sister Nei Zongtian tell me that Li Zhiming was crippled? How come he's still so strong? I'm so impressed!"
Wang Zi heard the approaching footsteps, raised his head, and smiled, "Brother, do you have any instructions?"
"Which hand do you usually use to snatch someone's salary?"
"Um...right hand."
"Then forget about your right hand."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Zi froze where he was, his face starting to twitch.
Who on earth did I provoke to be so cruel and ruthless!
I've already been beaten up, and now he wants to cripple one of my hands. How abominable!
Although he was extremely reluctant, Wang Zi did not have the courage to say "no".
Because Li Zhiming's eyes were fixed on him, like a cheetah staring at its prey.
There was an uproar all around and people looked at each other in confusion.
This new guy Li Zhiming is too cruel. This guy must not be provoked, absolutely not!
Many people had this thought in their minds, and some even turned around and left.
Wang Zi was beaten by the other side. They were no match for Wang Zi. If he accidentally provoked Li Zhiming, he would be finished.
Li Zhiming looked at the crowd that began to disperse, his heart calm.
This is what he wanted.
Deter and establish authority.
This way, you can save yourself a lot of unnecessary trouble in the future.
"What? Do you want me to do it myself?" Li Zhiming asked indifferently.
"You...Li Zhiming, don't go too far!" Wang Zi gritted his teeth, his face looking grim.
He could accept being beaten up after hitting a wall today, but he couldn't accept losing one of his hands.
"Haha, too much?"
Li Zhiming snorted coldly, and the next second he rushed to Wang Zi and broke his wrist.
Snap!
A crisp and creepy sound echoed through the crowd.
Wang Zi screamed in pain, his face twisted in pain, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
"Haha, with your mediocre skills, you have the guts to go around causing trouble for others. You were lying just now, right?"
"But the person behind you can't hide for long. I would know it even if you don't tell me."
Li Zhiming whispered in Wang Zi's ear, then kicked him away.
"roll!"
"Li Zhiming, you will definitely regret what you did today!" Wang Zi stood up and roared.
"hehe."
Li Zhiming sneered and ignored Wang Zi.
Wang Zi clenched his fists, gave Li Zhiming a fierce look, and then led his men away.
Seeing this, everyone dispersed.
After everyone left, Li Zhiming stretched and said, "It's finally quiet now."
After today, there won't be any more jailers like Wang Zi who will cause trouble for me.
In the final analysis, if you want to live a peaceful life here, you still need to have enough strength.
Next, he would go as low as possible to find more corpse-collecting missions to obtain rewards and improve himself.
Well, it would be best if we could get down to the fourth floor as soon as possible.
Also, three days later, that bitch Tian Yaoyao will come to me again to ask for the Taichu Heart Sutra.
He must be adequately prepared to survive the next crisis.
Li Zhiming picked up the corpse and placed it into the abyss, letting it dissipate with the wind formed by the evil death energy.
After dealing with the body, he went to the second cell.
There was only a corpse in the room, which made Li Zhiming very disappointed.
Even if the owner of the corpse was not very strong when he was alive, he could still provide himself with some blood and true energy. Of course, the most important thing is to strengthen the points.
The man sat cross-legged with his head drooped.
Li Zhiming placed his palm on the top of his head, and the true energy in his body began to flow, turning into thousands of threads.
Although his current realm is far inferior to before, he has become more adept at controlling his own strength.
This comes from the improvement that the Taichu Heart Sutra brings to me.
It can be said that his control over true qi now far exceeds that of an eighth-grade strong man!
Thousands of strands of true energy entered this person's body, wandering and exploring inside.
"It's dead. It probably died last night."
Li Zhiming retracted his palm. Thanks to the improved control, he gained a new skill, autopsy.
Although the elders and disciples have performed a double autopsy and confirmed that the criminal is dead, it is always better to be cautious.
Judging from the way this person is dressed, he is not a disciple of Zhenyuan Sect.
He was wearing a robe with cloud patterns, but it was covered in blood and the shape of the robe was almost unrecognizable.
Li Zhiming activated his true energy, causing the stiff corpse to become soft and collapse to the ground.
Still the same method, take out a mat, wrap the body around it, and tie it up with a rope.
The simple task of collecting the corpse was completed in this way.
[Successfully collected the corpse of Wanjiangmen spy Qi Yong (mid-ninth rank)]
[Lifespan +3, Reinforcement Value +1, Qi and Blood +999, True Qi Value +1000, Obtain Qi Yong's previous learning: Wandering Cloud Dance! ]
[Youyunwu: Xuan-level advanced body skills! ]
"What? Xuan-level advanced body skills!"
When Li Zhiming saw the words floating in front of him, he was immediately surprised.
Body movements are already rare, and this level of body movement martial arts is considered a rarity even in the inner sect!
I didn't expect this to happen to a spy from the Wanjiang Sect. It's really surprising.
Li Zhiming learned from the system that this person's realm before his death was the middle stage of the ninth rank. To be able to possess this level of martial arts, he must have encountered an extraordinary opportunity.
He didn't think any more about it, and a scroll appeared in his hand as his mind flashed through his mind.
This is the advanced Xuan-level body movement technique "Dancing in the Clouds".