I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

#287 - Chewing Iron

Little Bean was never one to suffer losses. Hearing the little fatty call her "three-inch runt" repeatedly, she immediately flared up: "You're just jealous! If you're so capable, go defeat Chu Mingyue. What are you doing here, just making noise? Besides gossiping behind people's backs, what other skills do you have?"

As Little Bean spoke, she clenched her small fists in her sleeves, a dangerous glint appearing in her eyes.

It must be said that since cultivating her soul, Little Bean felt she was very capable now, having already achieved spiritual subtlety and was about to reach the threshold of 'sitting astride and embracing the Dan'.

Seeing the fatty being rude, she immediately wanted to teach him a harsh lesson, letting him know that she was not to be trifled with.

The fatty, unaware of the impending danger, heard Little Bean's taunt and reached out to pat Little Bean's head: "I won't bother with you, three-inch nail. Just wait and see if I don't shave him down. I can't stand anyone more handsome than me in this life!"

Saying this, he looked at Zhang Chen and consoled him: "You don't have to worry because you're uglier than me, so I won't target you."

"…" Zhang Chen was innocently caught in the crossfire. This kid really doesn't know how to talk.

A dangerous light flashed in Little Bean's eyes because, apart from Zhang Chen, no one else had ever touched her head and gotten away with it.

In the next moment, Little Bean slapped towards the fatty's hip. She was too short, so striking the fatty's hip was just right.

"Be careful!" Zhang Chen reminded him, knowing that Little Bean's attacks were never measured. Many people in this Taoist temple had their legs broken by Little Bean.

Hearing this, the fatty looked at Little Bean's soft, approaching hand and her delightful face, and couldn't help but sneer, reaching out to intercept: "You little girl, still wet behind the ears…"

Before he could finish speaking, Little Bean's palm miraculously deflected the fatty's hand. The fatty's pupils constricted in fear, and before he could react, his fair skin turned bronze.

"Bang!"

The fatty couldn't intercept in time and only felt a clever force strike, breaking his center of gravity. Then, in the next moment, his entire balance was destroyed, and he fell directly to the ground on his butt.

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

Although he could transform into copper skin and iron bones, his tendons and flesh were still flesh and blood, right? He hadn't completely transformed himself into a metal疙瘩.

Although he had copper skin, that seemingly weak punch contained a piercing force that directly penetrated the copper skin and struck his flesh, causing his tendons to feel a burst of numbness and directly collapse.

"Dan Strength!" The little fatty's eyes were filled with disbelief. Since activating his innate divine power, only Dan Strength could hurt him!

A three-inch nail actually cultivated Dan Strength? What a joke!

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

This was impossible!

He had cultivated for over twenty years before stepping into the realm of Hidden Strength. How could the three-inch nail in front of him have stepped into Dan Strength?

Zhang Chen also looked at Little Bean with a surprised expression, then suddenly understood in his heart that Dan Strength was actually related to the power of the soul. Little Bean had mastered Transformation Strength skillfully, and with the addition of mastering the cultivation method of the soul, stepping into Dan Strength was only a matter of course.

He looked at the fatty who had fallen to the ground, noticed the bronze color of the other party's skin, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes: "Copper skin and iron bones? Could this person be Li Donglai of the Yellow Wind Temple?"

"Still calling me a three-inch nail?" Little Bean glared at Li Donglai, scolding him.

Li Donglai was in so much pain that he was about to cry. How could he dare to argue with Cheng Yu? Stubbornly turning his head away, he slowly stood up and rubbed his hip.

"You can't even beat me, yet you dare to say you'll fight Chu Mingyue. You're really just a mouthy waste." Cheng Yu looked at the other party's sullen silence but still wouldn't let it go, continuing to provoke him.

Li Donglai's mouth twitched upon hearing this. He had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end, he swallowed them all back. Meeting such an unreasonable freak, continuing to talk would only be embarrassing himself.

"Senior Brother, could you be the Yellow Wind Temple's prodigy, Li Donglai?" Zhang Chen asked.

Hearing this, Li Donglai turned his head to look at Zhang Chen and immediately felt much more pleasing to the eye. Wasn't there still someone with good eyesight?

A hint of smugness appeared on his face, and he was about to respond when Little Bean's disdainful voice came from the side: "Senior Brother, you must be mistaken. He is Li Donglai of the Yellow Wind Temple? How could Li Donglai be as weak as him? A waste like him can't even beat me. If he were Li Donglai of the Yellow Wind Temple, then I would be the Grand Master, the Great Virtuous Teacher. What kind of person is Li Donglai? He is known as the number one prodigy of the Yellow Wind Temple. How could he be this weakling?"

At this time, because the sky was dark, Little Bean couldn't see the copper color on Li Donglai's body, but she was secretly rubbing her fists, muttering in her heart: "This guy's skin is really hard, as hard as a rock. My punch didn't break his hip. This kid is really tough."

Hearing Cheng Yu belittle himself so much and praise Li Donglai, the little fatty's expression twisted. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What could he do? He was also very desperate to encounter such a freak!

Facing Zhang Chen's gaze, Li Donglai quickly waved his hand to signal: "I am not Li Donglai. What kind of person is Li Donglai? How could I be worthy of comparing to him? Li Donglai is the great prodigy of the Yellow Heaven Path. What am I?"

Hearing the little fatty's words, a hint of doubt appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes. Little Bean might not be able to see the changes on the other party's skin clearly, but he couldn't hide it from his eyes.

However, seeing the other party deny it, he didn't think much about it, only assuming that the other party was not Li Donglai. Otherwise, why would he hide his head and tail and not dare to admit it?

At this time, Little Bean heard the other party's words and nodded very satisfied: "You're not bad, you didn't brag randomly, but if you want to compare with Li Donglai, go back and practice for another ten years."

Saying this, Little Bean muttered: "How could Li Donglai be knocked to the ground by my punch?"

Although the voice was small, Li Donglai heard it clearly. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his face filled with helplessness.

Just as the three of them were talking and bickering, the abbot Liu Feng walked out, and everyone immediately shut up and started doing morning exercises.

In everyone's drowsy state, the morning exercises ended, and then Little Bean pulled Zhang Chen and ran towards the cafeteria.

Looking at the backs of the two, Li Donglai's eyes lit up: "That little fellow actually cultivated Dan Strength. Could there be some secret? How could she cultivate Dan Strength at such a young age? This is too unbelievable. If I could glimpse the secret, wouldn't my future cultivation be like a fish in water?"

Immediately, Li Donglai's heart stirred, and he rushed towards Zhang Chen: "Brother, wait for me, let's go have breakfast together."

Hearing this, Zhang Chen didn't refuse. Although Little Bean didn't like this little fatty, she didn't continue to mock him because her attention was now drawn to Chu Mingyue.

"May I ask for your esteemed name?" Li Donglai cupped his fist at Zhang Chen.

"My name is Zhang Chen. What is your name, brother?" Zhang Chen asked in return.

"I'm called..." He wanted to blurt it out, but remembering the embarrassing scene from the morning, and afraid of being looked down upon by 'Three-Inch Nail,' his eyes darted around and he changed his mind, saying, "I'm called Li Lai. Just call me Li Lai."

"As your elder brother, I'm a few years older than you. Just call me 'Big Brother'," Li Donglai said without any reservation, putting his arm around Zhang Chen's shoulders.

Zhang Chen looked at this overly familiar fellow. His heart wasn't bad, and besides, the other party was indeed seven or eight years older than him. Calling him 'Big Brother' was acceptable.

As the two were talking, Little Bean Sprout squeezed through the crowd with a look of joy on her face, heading towards Chu Mingyue: "Senior Brother Chu, wait for me."

"Is that girl a fangirl of Chu Mingyue?" Li Donglai watched Little Bean Sprout chase after Chu Mingyue like a devoted follower, and said with a sour tone.

What's so great about Chu Mingyue? He's not necessarily better than me.

Hearing this, Zhang Chen shook his head: "I don't know. I never thought before that this girl would be a star chaser."

He didn't stop Little Bean Sprout either. After all, they were all fellow disciples. What could happen?

Over there, Chu Mingyue looked at Little Bean Sprout with a hint of coldness in his eyes, but he ignored her and continued talking to the people beside him. Little Bean Sprout, however, wasn't annoyed and followed behind him.

To be honest, Zhang Chen felt a little jealous when he saw this scene, as if his own cat was being petted by someone else.

Zhang Chen and Li Donglai chatted casually, and they went to the cafeteria to get food. After getting their steamed buns, Li Donglai refused to leave and followed Zhang Chen closely, determined to understand the secret of Little Bean Sprout.

Zhang Chen looked at Little Bean Sprout sitting next to Chu Mingyue and called out from afar: "Senior Sister, it's time to go home for dinner."

Little Bean Sprout waved at Zhang Chen, indicating that he didn't need to worry about her. Seeing this, Zhang Chen was helpless and could only walk back with Li Donglai.

Along the way, they arrived at Zhang Chen's small residence. Looking at the exquisite courtyard, Li Donglai exclaimed: "Junior Brother, you actually have your own courtyard in the Taoist temple. Your Taoist temple treats you too well. No, I'll be staying here for the next few days. You absolutely can't refuse me. I don't want to sleep in the large bunk anymore."

There were still a few empty rooms in the courtyard, and Zhang Chen didn't refuse. He seemed to see a familiar aura in Li Lai, as if he was seeing the shadow of Wu Changming.

"There's a room next to mine. You can stay there for the next few days," Zhang Chen said.

Li Lai walked in and nodded in satisfaction. Then, holding the steamed bun, he sat in the courtyard with Zhang Chen. The next moment, to Zhang Chen's shock, Li Donglai took out a lump of iron from his sleeve. Then, he put the steamed bun into his mouth, and then took a bite of the lump of iron. The next moment, the lump of iron was bitten off easily like a cake. Then, he crunched it a few times and swallowed it directly.

Zhang Chen was stunned to see this. Li Donglai noticed Zhang Chen's surprise, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, don't be surprised. I have a bloodline ability. I naturally like to eat iron. I simply can't live without iron."

Zhang Chen's mouth twitched. He had never seen such a fierce person who could chew steel, and he actually swallowed it. Can his stomach handle it?

"I say, Brother Li, can your teeth handle it?" Zhang Chen asked. This bloodline is truly incredible.

"My teeth can cut gold and break jade. My stomach can melt steel into magma. It's extremely healthy. The more iron I eat, the stronger my abilities become. I've already eaten myself into iron bones and copper skin. When I transform my flesh and blood into steel, I'll be invincible. It's just that iron slag often accumulates in my stomach, which is very uncomfortable and bloated."

Speaking of this, Li Donglai patted his huge stomach, his face full of helplessness: "Who wasn't a handsome young man?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chen opened his Devouring Eyes and looked at the young man. He saw a red light flowing in the young man's stomach, as if there was a fiery world.

Then, Zhang Chen moved his gaze and swept over the young man's limbs and bones, eventually focusing on the young man's hands.

On the young man's hands, there were two runes flickering. He was proficient in the Great Dao of Devouring, so of course he knew what those two runes meant.

"I say, could it be that the reason why there is iron slag remaining in your body is because you don't need to chew iron to devour the essence of iron? You only need to hold the iron in your hands and guide the stomach qi to your hands to absorb the essence of iron?" Zhang Chen said.

He thought this young man was a bit interesting and didn't mind giving him some guidance.

If anyone in this world is most proficient in the Great Dao of Devouring, Zhang Chen would say he is second to none.

Zhang Chen looked at the trajectory of the laws flowing within Li Donglai's body, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes. He had a small idea in his mind. He felt that if he could see through the system of laws operating within the other party's body, he should also be able to devour the power of iron essence to strengthen his body.

Li Donglai was stunned when he heard this, staring blankly at his own palms, then looking at Zhang Chen: "Guiding stomach qi to my hands? How do I guide it?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but think about it in his heart, and he saw a stream of heat gushing out of his stomach, gathering in his hands. Then, the next moment, he saw his hands transform into a metallic color like a hot iron, and the air was emitting a terrifying heat.

Li Donglai was stunned by this change, and then quickly reached into his arms, but the iron block in his arms had already been eaten clean.

Then, Li Donglai turned his gaze to the iron pot in Zhang Chen's courtyard, and he jumped up in a flash, rushing directly to the iron pot.

"Don't!" Zhang Chen's expression changed when he saw this. That was the iron pot he used to cook for himself.

Unfortunately, it was too late. He saw Li Donglai's palm land on the iron pot. The next moment, the iron pot melted into a ball of molten iron, and then it was restrained by an inexplicable force in Li Donglai's palm. Then, he saw the ball of molten iron constantly shrinking, turning into a ball of iron slag in an instant, and Li Donglai threw it on the ground.

"What stupid things have I been doing for the past ten years?" Li Donglai looked at the iron slag on the ground, his whole person a bit doubtful of life, his eyes full of disbelief.

He had been gnawing on iron for more than ten years. He was really a fool.

"My pot! My pot!" Zhang Chen looked at the iron slag that had shrunk to the size of a fist, his eyes full of helplessness.

"It's just an iron pot. I'll compensate you. Junior Brother, how did you think of that? It's really incredible?" Li Donglai turned around, looking at Zhang Chen with a shocked expression, his eyes full of fanaticism.