"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"What am I doing?"
As he asked himself these three philosophical questions, a bearded, blood-soaked man clutching a longsword by the roadside slowly opened his eyes and sat up.
"I am a member of the Reincarnators, I am Li Jing!"
"I am Chentang Pass's General, Li Jing!"
"I am Nezha's father!"
"In this world, I, I am Xiahou Jiang, the foremost Swordsman under the heavens!"
Li Jing's eyes revealed a sense of realization as various memories filled his mind.
Unexpectedly, the first world he transmigrated to turned out to be "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio"!
Looking at the blood-red dying sun and the trees crowded with crows, Li Jing's expression grew unprecedentedly solemn.
"Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio!"
In terms of level, "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" is just a low-level God Demon World.
Why is it considered a low-level God Demon World?
Because according to the information provided by the small tower, the strongest demons here are merely Ghost Immortals.
Compared to the "Sealing God World," it's pitifully weak.
Not to mention super warriors like Nezha or Erlang God, Yang Jian—any Heavenly Immortal could sweep through it easily.
Thus, coming from the Sealing God World, any technique used in the Strange Tales world should have been overwhelmingly powerful and impressive.
But...
The timing of Li Jing's transmigration was indeed a bit awkward. Without the Linglong Tower, his combat effectiveness was indeed limited.
Although it is a low-level world, this world is an unprecedentedly dark and twisted world, filled with rampant demons and humans as cunning as ghosts.
Here!
Justice cannot be upheld, and everywhere is fraught with sin.
It isn't the apocalypse, but it's more dangerous and terrifying than one.
Because you never know if the one standing in front of you is a human or a demon.
In Xiahou Jiang's last memory!
He, in tattered military attire, soaked in blood, exhausted and at the end of his tether, was kneeling on one knee by the river.
He watched a wooden basin carrying a baby slowly drift away until it disappeared.
"Child, I hope you grow up healthy!"
"I hope by the time you grow up, there are no more demons in this world!"
After digesting all the memories, Li Jing finally stood up. Knowing the plot well, he realized that this Xiahou Jiang is a tragic character, whose main purpose was only to highlight Yan Chixia's strength.
His son, Jiang Liu'er, however, would have a fortunate fate. Not only did he not get swallowed by the river, but he was miraculously saved and adopted by Yan Chixia, who named him Yan Shier—a true resilient protagonist destined for greatness.
Thinking of this, Li Jing couldn't help but smirk to himself, this Xiahou Jiang really is pathetic.
The foremost Swordsman under the heavens, huh…
With such strength and such fate, if in the Sealing God universe, he would be sure cannon fodder.
But!
Is this all?
What about the promised golden finger?
As if sensing Li Jing's confusion, a transparent template-like interface suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Xiahou Jiang
Identity: Demon Extermination Clan
Skills:
Blood Evil Technique (Human Level Cultivation Technique):
An ancient military general's mental method, gathering the evil qi, blood qi, and battle qi from heaven and earth.
Once activated, the qi and blood surge around the body, raising the temperature like a furnace.
At advanced stages, not only does it grant infinite strength, but it can also create Blood Flames that suppress demons and evils.
Current Level: 3+
Blood Killing Ten Forms: (Human Level Cultivation Technique)
Ancient military general swordsmanship, I am invincible.
Once deployed, one would either die or be injured.
Current Level: 3+
Free Points: 10
Items:
Demon-slaying Sword:
The treasure sword passed down through generations of the Xiahou family, its talismans encapsulate the Xiahou family's belief in demon-slaying and exorcism.
It is the bane of Demons.
…
Looking at the suddenly appearing attribute template, Li Jing couldn't help but click his tongue, no wonder Xiahou Jiang, though acclaimed as the "Number One Swordsman under the Heavens" in the original work, his performance was very mediocre, not only was he brutally dominated by Yan Chixia, but he was also effortlessly killed by a Tree Demon.
It was simply inexplicable throwing away of lives.
Now it seems that the author's arrangement was not without reason.
One who only knows physical output, what right does he have to challenge a dual-output Demon Martial?
These attributes, they are really garbage!
Fortunately, in this reincarnation, aside from retaining his memories, he also has the golden finger as a backing, otherwise, he truly would not have confidence surviving in this dark world.
However, not all news is bad. He discovered that although the Blood Evil Technique is low-level and crude, it still holds considerable merit.
This cultivation technique can maximize the stimulation of the human body's potential, with each level increase strengthening vitality and ultimately resonating the bone marrow for a rebirth. Cultivating to the Ninth Layer, one not only achieves infinite strength, but also completes a blood change. All acupuncture points open, cleansing the tendons and marrow, advancing from acquired to innate.
The Xiahou family, using this generationally passed down cultivation technique, became true Demon Exterminators.
Xiahou Jiang in the original work, limited by his aptitude and character flaws, only cultivated to the Primary Stage and then rushed out to contend with Yan Chixia for the illusory title of the world's number one.
That eventually led to his demise by the Tree Demon, ultimately becoming a laughingstock.
However, the Xiahou family did not decline because of Xiahou Jiang's death; in later "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio", their presence was seen numerous times, either through the use of magic artifacts or relying on their own strength to eliminate demons.
Unfortunately, the Blood Evil Technique is too difficult to cultivate; even with the Xiahou family's considerable efforts, in the end, they failed to nurture a super warrior like Yan Chixia.
Thus, the presence of the Xiahou family in Strange Tales wasn't too strong—they were, frankly, like advanced extras.
But I am different. Having the golden finger, I can certainly exploit the upgrading bug to perfectly complete the Blood Evil Technique. Thinking of this, the corners of Li Jing's mouth couldn't help but lift, his eyes revealing indescribable expectations.
Just as Li Jing was full of anticipation, a sinister laugh, resembling that of a night owl, suddenly came from outside:
"Xiahou Jiang!"
"Unexpectedly, after such severe injuries, you still managed to barely survive."
"Truly a big life."
"But, your good luck ends here, this king will definitely use your head to commemorate the brothers who died in battle!
"Who?"
"Who is speaking?!"
Hearing that creepy owl-like voice, Li Jing slowly raised his head and saw a middle-aged man wrapped in black cloth, his body emaciated, resembling a dried corpse standing not far away.
His complexion was stern, his gaze ferocious.
"Sand Robber King!"
"Unexpectedly, you left your own lair!"
Seeing the fierce man in black, Li Jing's face slightly changed, his eyes also showing unprecedented wariness.
Sand Robber King, originally a lone bandit on the rivers and lakes, wanted by the government, living day by day in fear.
Who would have thought!
In one tomb raiding incident, he unexpectedly acquired a peculiar martial art from the Western Regions called the Withered Wood Skill, and from then on, his martial arts advanced by leaps and bounds. Ultimately, he even established himself in the Gobi Desert, amassing a band of villains committing unstoppable evil deeds.
As such, he earned the nickname Sand Robber King.
"Xiahou Jiang!"
"Number One Swordsman under the Heavens!"
"Hehe!"
"Black Evil Palm!"
Clearly understanding that villains die due to excessive talking, the Sand Robber King swiftly moved forward, cleverly dodging Li Jing's longsword like an agile monkey, his hand, as black as a crow's feathers, directly aiming for Li Jing's abdominal acupuncture points.
"Blood Killing Ten Forms!"
Although Li Jing had just acquired this body and was still somewhat unfamiliar, his combat instincts were already ingrained in his marrow.
Before his brain could react, his body already twisted automatically, narrowly missing the Sand Robber King's deadly hand, his longsword instantly thrusting upwards.
The chill of the sword tip penetrated to the bone, aiming directly at the lower body of the Sand Robber King…