Martial God: Grinding from Mortal Flesh to Immortality

Watching Kong Xiaotian about to leave, his father revealed a smile: "I finally made it in time. Son, this is a Peace Talisman from the neighboring monastery. I heard it's very effective. You should take it."

Kong Xiaotian remained silent. He wanted to extend his hand to wear the Peace Talisman, but for some reason, it seemed as though a certain will was constantly seizing his mind, causing his hand to tremble for a long while, yet still, he hadn't taken the Peace Talisman.

"The monastery... is just a trick for fools."

Kong Xiaotian spoke blandly.

As his voice trailed off, his figure had already vanished from the small courtyard.

Only the old man was left, staring blankly at the Peace Talisman in his hand, standing in the small courtyard for a long... long time...

After returning to the sect, Kong Xiaotian felt that his emotions seemed to become a bit complex.

"What is... happening to me?"

"Am I still the same person I used to be?"

Standing in front of the mirror, Kong Xiaotian looked at himself. His appearance hadn't changed, but Kong Xiaotian felt that the person in the mirror was becoming more and more unfamiliar.

Even he... could hardly recognize himself.

Not long after, several Golden Core elders from the sect found Kong Xiaotian.

They looked at Kong Xiaotian with cold expressions. One elder spoke indifferently: "Xiaotian, we cultivators must not have attachments to the mortal world. This time... you crossed the line!"

At these words, Kong Xiaotian's body trembled slightly. He still had a question in his mind, and he wanted to unravel this question.

He looked blankly at the several Golden Core elders in front of him and asked, "Elder... why... why do I feel that I am becoming cold, that my emotions... are fading away little by little."

In response to Kong Xiaotian's question, one of the Golden Core elders spoke indifferently: "Cultivators must sever worldly ties and emotions. It is a necessary path for cultivation."

"Cultivators must cut off the mundane and must not let the mortal air obscure their immortal body."

"Remember, you must not return home for no reason, especially not to contact family, as this will affect your path of cultivation!"

"We... are all doing this for your own good!"

Several Golden Core elders, with impassive faces, looked at Kong Xiaotian. Behind them, those grim arms kept waving, and their voices, like demonic sounds, echoed in Kong Xiaotian's ears.

They claimed it was for Kong Xiaotian's own good, but it gave him an extremely bizarre feeling.

From that moment on, Kong Xiaotian started to feel that something was not quite right.

However, after being admonished by the Golden Core elders, Kong Xiaotian began to practice diligently. As his cultivation gradually improved, that subtle feeling of unease in Kong Xiaotian's heart also started to fade away bit by bit. Visit My Virtual Library Empire (M_VLEMPYR) for more.

Within the Golden Core Insect Eggs, the will of the Void Insect Race began to gradually dominate.

At that moment... Kong Xiaotian suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

When Kong Xiaotian woke up again, he was covered in blood. In front of him, a Foundation Establishment disciple lay on the great hall floor with a terrified look, his body disemboweled, dying a horrific death.

"I... killed someone?"

Trembling, Kong Xiaotian looked at his blood-stained hands. At this moment, he felt as if a string in his mind had completely snapped.

Kong Xiaotian was very familiar with this Foundation Establishment disciple; he was the one Kong Xiaotian had personally recruited from his hometown. Now... he had been killed by his own hand.

Soon, the Law Enforcement Department of the Pure and Muddy Gate discovered the scene. The Law Enforcement Elder looked down at Kong Xiaotian from above.

"Kong Xiaotian, you overindulged in your cultivation and fell into madness. You are sentenced to closed-door reflection for three years!"

Harming a fellow disciple was a very serious matter, but the Law Enforcement Elder only gave Kong Xiaotian a light sentence of three years of reflection.

Back then, Kong Xiaotian didn't find it unusual.

After all, this sort of thing happened many times in the Pure and Muddy Gate.

It wasn't until Kong Xiaotian later came to his senses that he realized the Law Enforcement Elder had looked at him with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Just like... a creature looking at its kin.

During those three years of closed-door reflection, Kong Xiaotian diligently cultivated, trying to sever his Heart Demon. Yet, a voice continually resounded in his mind.

"You should take that disciple's remains back to his hometown."

"He was brought here by you, but died by your hands. You should let him return home for burial!"

"And... have one last look at your hometown!"

At first, Kong Xiaotian ignored it, thinking it was his Heart Demon not yet vanquished. But as time went on, that voice continued to echo in Kong Xiaotian's mind.

Even... growing louder.

It was like thunder, surrounding his ears every day.

Affecting Kong Xiaotian at every moment.

Finally, after three years of reflection, Kong Xiaotian came out, but his mind was completely affected by those voices that had always surrounded his mind.

He made a decision.

To take the Foundation Establishment disciple's remains back to his hometown and have one last look at his own home.

"One last look, and then completely sever my ties to the mortal world, and break through... to Nascent Soul!"

Kong Xiaotian said to himself.

On that day, he left the Pure and Muddy Gate, quietly departing while the Nascent Soul Ancestor was in seclusion.