strictlysupreme Chapter 2 Soul Slave Training
Chapter 2 Soul Slave Training
At this moment, a piece of unfamiliar information appeared in Zhao An's mind, giving him a sense of sudden enlightenment.
At the same time, a mysterious, observable cluster of light appeared deep within his mind.
[Soul Pool]
Two figures are floating in this pool of souls.
Under Zhao An's conscious observation, the two figures emitting a ghostly light became very clear.
These were the two notorious figures: the gatekeeper whose throat he had previously smashed with a punch, and the bald-headed Xu San who had just died.
He could vaguely hear the mournful howls of the two shadowy figures, as if they were enduring the most extreme torture in this pool of souls, suffering immense pain.
Those who are marked in red are all evildoers in the world.
Those killed by him will have their evil souls fall into this pool of souls, where they will be cleansed of their true selves and become his soul slaves.
Right now, these two evil spirits are undergoing a purification process.
"Uncle An, please spare my daughter. I promise, I promise I will raise the money for your support." The old man had a broken leg and couldn't get up. He could only cling to Zhao An's leg with great effort, desperately begging for his life.
In the past, Zhao An would have probably broken his hand and done it in front of the old man.
However, the Zhao An of the past is now dead.
Although Zhao An is still as fierce as a tiger, fortunately he has not reached the point of being insane.
He grabbed a relatively clean cloth and pressed it against the wound on his head.
With his other hand, he grabbed Xu San's corpse from the ground.
"That's enough for today. Let it go."
The old man had his eyes tightly closed, and when he begged for mercy, he was already prepared to die. But he didn't expect that the King of Hell would be so easy to talk to today, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and look up.
"Let go."
Zhao An was expressionless, his lowered eyes still bloodshot. Although there was no fierce look in his eyes, he still frightened the old man who met his gaze, and the old man immediately obeyed and let go of his hand.
The old man was still uneasy, wondering what evil scheme Zhao An was plotting.
"father!"
Only when she saw Zhao An dragging Xu San's body out of the house did the girl dare to move and help her elderly father up.
"Go quickly and see how your mother is!"
"well..."
Outside, Zhao An casually tossed the corpse he was holding onto the road.
The moment he stepped out of the low house, the white characters above the girl's head gradually became transparent, and the white light that was separated fell into Zhao An's hand, turning into a pale white fruit.
[Solve disasters and difficulties, repay kindness with good deeds!]
Zhao An looked thoughtfully at the extra white fruit in his hand.
"Brother Zhao, you...you beat this bald-headed Xu to death?!" Li Gou'er looked at Xu San's corpse, which had been thrown out like a rag doll, with a look of shock and fear.
He wasn't afraid of Xu San, but rather the Python Gang behind Xu San, who probably wouldn't let the matter rest.
Even if Xu San was not the best, he was still a minor leader in the Python Gang. His death would cause quite a stir.
"Is there a problem?" Zhao An glanced at him and said calmly.
Li Gou'er felt a chill run down his spine. For some reason, he felt that the leader in front of him had suddenly become somewhat unfamiliar.
"Brother Zhao, are you still accepting payments?" Zhao Chunzi asked, scratching his head.
"What are you still collecting? Can't you see Brother Zhao is injured? Getting him treated at the clinic is the priority," Li Gou'er hissed.
"Let's go to the clinic," Zhao An said at this moment.
Although he was given a second chance at life, he didn't want to waste his life since he was alive.
As for the two men in front of him, they were his right-hand men, both rascals from the same village.
These two also deserve some credit for Zhao An's ability to make a name for himself in the city.
Only after the three men had disappeared from sight did the neighbors in Erjing Alley dare to come out of their homes, spitting at the corpses on the ground. Those who were still not satisfied would kick them a couple of times, saying that it was good that they were killed.
Of course, they also had nothing nice to say to Zhao An, who had come back from the dead. They only regretted that God was blind and had not let the two bullies perish together.
"Poor Lin family, I don't know if they can make it through."
"I'm afraid it's difficult. I went to see him; both of Old Lin's legs are ruined. We could have hoped that little girl would find a good family, but now that's hopeless. Sigh..."
"Don't talk nonsense. Xiao Xiao was perfectly fine. Zhao An killed Xu San and then left. He didn't succeed."
"In the end, her reputation is tarnished. Even if she is innocent, once word gets out, she won't be able to get this good marriage."
"What a pity, such a good girl, always kind-hearted, it's truly outrageous..."
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Inside the clinic, Zhao An sat on a wooden chair, tilting his head back to finally have a moment to consider his current situation.
His current identity is that of a minor leader in the Tiger Head Gang. He may seem to have some influence, but in reality, he can only bully ordinary neighbors and suppress common people with no real power.
In the lower rungs of society, they are considered villains who are disliked by everyone.
He has some ruthlessness and fighting experience, but he doesn't actually have any real skills. Any young martial arts master who seriously practices can use him as a leveling-up tool under the guise of justice, and treat him like a monster to grind.
"This body should be capable of practicing martial arts, but the previous owner was addicted to wine and women, so it was completely wasted." Zhao An's thoughts raced.
However, practicing martial arts seriously is by no means easy; it cannot be accomplished in just a few days.
Without going through several years, one might not even be able to develop a basic understanding.
Thinking of this, he looked into the depths of his mind at the two soul bodies floating in the soul pool.
The soul belonging to Xu San was still screaming and struggling, as if it had been thrown into a pot of oil and repeatedly fried and roasted, suffering pain and torment every second.
The other rogue soul has returned to calm, having completed its thorough cleansing.
[Soul Slave: Jiang Erniu]
[Period of servitude: one year]
【Trait 1: Pure-blooded Human (Able to cultivate human techniques!)】
[Trait Two: Substitute Death (Any Soul Slave can passively take the place of its master when the master suffers a fatal injury!)]
A simple panel description indicates that this soul has become his soul slave.
Based on the information that popped into my mind, it seems that soul slaves have many uses, and different soul slaves have different wonderful uses.
However, low-grade soul slaves cannot unlock those uses.
And this soul slave can actually help him practice martial arts!
Within the Soul Pool, one could clearly see that the soul slave named Jiang Erniu was intently practicing a skill.
That was the Black Tiger Blade style that he had just fed.
This sword technique is incomplete and has no official rank; it is derived from the unique Fierce Tiger Sword Technique of Zhou Hu, the leader of the Tiger Head Gang.
Every leader who has contributed to the Tiger Head Gang has the opportunity to receive guidance from the gang leader and learn the Black Tiger Saber style.
Since this sword technique is not of high quality, it is not particularly sophisticated. It is easy to learn without much effort or mental strain, and it is simple, easy to understand, and easy to master. It is suitable for a brainless person like Zhao An in his previous life.
Even so, his predecessor was still a complete mess. He had a lot of brute strength, but he was not good at using a knife. He usually preferred to settle things with his fists, just like he had just done.
The flow of time in the Soul Slave's training state seemed different from the outside world, as if an acceleration button had been pressed. The progress of martial arts training was rapid, and the sword techniques were soon becoming quite impressive.
As long as he didn't call a halt, the Soul Slave continued to refine and tirelessly perfect his swordsmanship, waiting for Zhao An to finally take away the results.
However, Zhao An was not in a hurry to take it and planned to observe for a while longer.
Taking advantage of this break, he continued to examine the small, pale white fruit beside the Soul Pool.
This was the last thing he got from that girl, Lin Xiaoxiao.
Those with red names are mostly sinners; Zhao An killed one and obtained a soul slave.
Those with white names are often charitable and have accumulated good deeds. If Zhao An helps them once, he can take away the good deeds they have accumulated.
Good deeds lead to good results, which is the origin of this little white fruit.
The soul slave can help him cultivate martial arts, and the benefits of this good deed are even greater.
According to the information provided during the initiation, the resulting good karma allows one to make wishes!