Chapter 14: Gift
Li Dajie's eyes were meaningful, but Sun Che lowered his head, thinking about what Li Dajie said.
As a pioneer, Li Dajie confirmed the fact that if one cannot persist in practicing the Taoist scriptures, the "Taoist Immortal" will torture the practitioner.
But in his eyes, this is not torture, but a gift.
This is the good intention of the Taoist immortal.
This kind of inhuman training is simply not something a human can endure. At best, they will give up halfway, and at worst, they will die.
Humans are not a species that can endure the path to immortality.
But the Taoist immortals told us to keep practicing no matter what, and would help us repair our bodies even if we suffered great torture. No matter how scared we were, we had no choice but to move forward.
So how can this be called torture?
The so-called pain is something that one must endure when practicing, so what does it have to do with Taoism?
On the contrary, it is precisely because of the Taoist immortals that we can move forward step by step on this bumpy immortal path.
Taoist Immortal is above!!
There was a look of crazy piety in Li Dajie's eyes. He shook Sun Che's shoulders, and even though they could only touch each other, he could feel his excited trembling.
Sun Che was a little dazed and even a little timid. Was he really going to endure this inhuman torture?
The brief conversation between the two made Sun Che think about what Li Da said all day long.
The more he thought about it, the more shaken his heart became.
Yes... For someone like him who gives up so easily, he would definitely not be able to accept jumping into boiling water.
But if he were thrown into boiling water with a lid on it and had to endure it, he... could still make it through.
Didn't he get through it yesterday? Although it was worse than death, it didn't seem unbearable now.
He is not a coward!
But Sun Che was still afraid that if he continued to practice, he would have to endure such pain all the time, and such a life would not be like that of a human being.
And in the end, Li Dajie gave him a mysterious answer.
If he continues to practice, there will be a day when he will meet the Taoist immortal, and at that time, his pain will be transcended, and from then on... he will rise to prominence.
There is an end to all this!!
Sun Che finally got a reason to persevere. As long as he could hold on until the day he met the Taoist immortal, he would no longer be an ordinary person.
By then, money, power, and women will all be within your reach.
A light suddenly appeared in Sun Che's eyes.
He retrieved the Taoist Scripture from the "Recently Deleted" folder on his phone and even carefully saved it in an encrypted album. He wouldn't be as stupid as Li Dajie and leave the paper version for others to steal.
As I was thinking, time came to evening.
Facing the terrifying night, Sun Che even began to look forward to it. Before it came, Sun Che was both afraid and excited. The pleasure of adrenaline secretion made him feel like he was in a fairyland.
“Come on, come on… come on!”
Sun Che gritted his teeth, fear and anticipation intricately intertwined on his face. His face flushed red, veins bulged, and he breathed heavily.
He didn't wait long.
The next moment, pain came.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils bulging as if they were about to pop out.
Then, a painful wail came from his mouth:
"ah!!"
“Hot, hot, hot!!”
His entire body began to turn red visibly, and began to emit heat. His skin could no longer withstand the rising temperature, and its stratum corneum bulged, forming pustules that then burst due to the extreme heat.
"It's hot, it's burning me to death, it's burning me to death!"
Sun Che stuck out his tongue, gasped for breath , and spoke incoherently. He felt as if his whole body was wrapped in flames, and he was enveloped by despair and pain. He didn't even feel like crying, only pain.
"Don't...don't go on. Let me go. Let me go."
"I was wrong, I was wrong. I won't practice anymore. I won't practice anymore..."
Just like last night, Sun Che couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground. This time the pain was even worse than before. His body began to twitch and tremble like a man with epilepsy. His pupils rolled up, and he foamed at the mouth. He scratched his body over and over again.
Stop... stop...
Sun Che even wanted to kill himself, but he had no way to control his body. He seemed to be awake, but also seemed to be unconscious. Only the pain was eternal.
Time passed, and his suffering lasted for a really long time, from late at night until dawn.
Let me go, let me go.
The sunlight shone into Sun Che's body through the gaps in the curtains. Sun Che was gasping for breath. Only just now did the pain gradually recede like the tide, but it would surge up from time to time, bringing waves of lingering pain.
He was mumbling in a daze, his half-open pupils still showing fear. He was still afraid and still mumbling.
It’s so terrible, so terrible.
However, he didn't know that his words had changed.
"A little while longer, a little while longer."
"A little later..."
Should I let you go? Or wait a little longer?
The cultivation continues.
Each time he practiced, the pain was multiplied by the previous one. He thought he could endure it, but the pain always hit him first.
But when he felt that he would not be able to take it anymore, he miraculously managed to pull through.
As a result, his skin became smoother and thinner, and his health became better and better.
Under such torture, he entered the Forged Leather Realm and rushed towards the Hardened Flesh Realm.
The practice of the Hard Flesh Realm was like thousands of needles piercing through his body, and he was hung from the ceiling. Every time, just before he was completely suffocated, a wisp of air would flow into his throat.
He struggled like a dead dog, testing the boundaries of death.
It was not until dawn that he was thrown to the ground. The strange power around him disappeared, and the piercing needle sensation finally disappeared. Sun Che coughed, retched, and crawled on the ground.
He arched his body with one eye closed and the other open. With every breath, his snot and saliva dripped onto the ground. He wiped them casually and then banged his head towards the open space.
"Thank you, Daoxian, thank you, Daoxian."
If he was not a Taoist immortal, he would have given up. He did not expect that the Hard Flesh Realm would be so difficult to cultivate.
Thanks to the Taoist immortal, who forced him to endure the pain, thank you Taoist immortal.
Sun Che bowed again and again, and felt the increasingly powerful force in his body. He hit the wall with one palm, and a crack appeared on the wall, but his palm was unharmed.
He had never felt so powerful.
He is completely different from the person he used to be.
This feels so good, so good...
“Haha, hahahahahahahaha!”
Sun Che laughed crazily, looking at his palm as if he was looking at his best lover, feeling regretful.
Day four, day five, day six.
Sun Che felt the pain growing exponentially, and the thought of giving up became stronger, but the idea of persisting became even stronger. Amidst the endless torture, Sun Che's body was rapidly improving.
Until the sixth day.
Sun Che has completely entered the...hard meat realm.
