Dashing Student Chapter 1491 1464: The Path of Beasts (Part 2)

The group bound the big white pig, placed it on the chopping board, and with a single knife stab to its neck, they waited until all the blood was drained before the big white pig finally died completely.

Then these people began plucking hair and cutting up the meat; some of the meat was thrown directly into the fire, and once cooked, a group of kids scrambled to eat it.

To them, slaughtering pigs and eating meat was a simple task, but in Chen Nan's eyes, the matter took on a different feel.

Because he clearly saw that the cultivator's divine soul lingered on the big white pig, experiencing the pain of being bled and divided along with the pig, feeling the desperation before death.

Not until all the pork was cut clean did the cultivator's divine soul detach from the big white pig; at that moment, he regained consciousness, his expression turning fearful and distressed.

The divine soul swiftly floated upwards, regardless of how the cultivator struggled, it was futile, eventually being absorbed into the vortex in the sky, then once again cast upon the small town to undergo another cycle of life and death.

A few children, holding slingshots, ran noisily into the street; any bugs they stepped on could possibly be a Great Cultivator adept at summoning storms in the outside world.

Sparrows on the branches chirped, and a stone suddenly flew over, directly killing a sparrow.

Children ran over, happily picking up the sparrow to roast it over a fire to eat, and the cultivator ingrained within the sparrow could also feel this pain.

After liberation, he briefly regained his senses, embarking on the next reincarnation.

The old watchdog was sold by its owner to a dog meat vendor, skinned and boned the same day, turned into a table full of dog food.

The raised chicken was large, but the householder's elderly mother was sick and needed nourishing; he directly killed the chicken to make soup.

Animals died in various unexpected manners, and those cultivators unable to escape the beast path reincarnation were compelled to repeat this process endlessly.

In the period they awoke after death, they could more acutely experience the sadness and pain of being casually killed like a beast.

After just a few cycles, even cultivators couldn't endure anymore and broke down; even when briefly recovering clarity, they no longer screamed, but displayed numb expressions, as if they had accepted their fate.

"Sigh."

Chen Nan sighed softly; even he couldn't save these cultivators.

Although using Taiyin avoided him becoming one of those divine souls, he could feel his own divine soul was unstable.

As if the massive vortex overhead aimed to pull his divine soul in, so Taiyin was constantly being consumed.

Only Chen Nan could withstand so long in the town; if it were other cultivators, once Taiyin was exhausted, they'd become beasts of the town.

After watching for a long while, he bypassed the town, headed towards the desert's depths, and soon saw a figure in a blue robe ahead.

The man evidently saw Chen Nan as well, nodding slightly before continuing onward.

The two walked one behind the other, neither intending to approach; after all, within the Secret Realm, they were all opponents, enemies.

Especially those cultivators unaffected by the beast path reincarnation were surely carrying Taiyin, which could be coveted and seized by others.

Finally, they arrived at the end of the beast path, a desert oasis, lush and verdant, with a small lake in the middle.

Many cultivators had gathered here by now, all evidently having passed the beast path.

As Chen Nan stepped into the oasis, the force pulling his divine soul instantly dissipated; no issues would arise here, even without Taiyin.

However, he sensed another danger.

A dozen or so cultivators were present in the oasis; their eyes carried a hint of malice as they looked at him, akin to townspeople gazing at beasts.

One man, with slightly wavy long hair, exuded unruliness, reminding Chen Nan of Liu Sandao, the oddity who founded a sect through theft.

He could see that the long-haired man and Liu Sandao were alike; neither were rule-followers.

Chen Nan promptly halted, warily gazing ahead.

The blue-robed cultivator who entered the oasis before Chen Nan, believing he had endured the beast path, eagerly approached the oasis's Bronze Gate.

The Bronze Gate was engraved with various animals, all common livestock and insects.

But before the cultivator approached the Bronze Gate, he was intercepted by the long-haired man.

"You want to enter the Bronze Gate?"

"What else?" The blue-robed cultivator furrowed his brows, finally realizing the situation was amiss, and quietly retreated several steps.

However, several cultivators surrounded him from behind, all Great Cultivators of the Golden Core Realm, especially the long-haired man whose cultivation reached Golden Core Realm Great Perfection.

"You can enter the Bronze Gate, just hand over all your Taiyin!"

The long-haired man sneered twice, his eyes sharp like an eagle's.

The blue-robed cultivator instantly understood their intentions, panic spreading across his face: "On what grounds? If I hand over Taiyin, what will I do?"

Without Taiyin, moving through the Secret Realm would be impossible, potentially getting trapped in one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, suffering constantly.

Yet the Six Paths of Reincarnation aren't devoid of hope.

For instance, in the hell path where Chen Nan was first thrown into, enduring karmic fire and suffering from blades piercing the body, tongue extraction, heart cracks, reaching the end was possible.

Regarding the hungry ghost path, suppressing hunger with immense willpower led to the end as well.

For the beast path, during moments of divine soul clarity, escaping reincarnation with great will and perseverance reached the end likewise.

However, the likelihood of passing this way was exceedingly small, nearly negligible, making Taiyin the perceived lifeline among everyone.

Thus, the raiding of other cultivators' Taiyin became prevalent.

"Why does it matter what you do? Either hand over Taiyin and scram, or we kill you and seek Taiyin ourselves."

The long-haired man's grin was wicked, as if all he did was justified.

"No, you can't do this!" Despair surged in the blue-robed cultivator's heart: "Without Taiyin, I'll die, please spare me!"

"Your death isn't our concern; as long as we survive, that's what matters."

Laughter erupted among the surrounding cultivators, incited by someone's shout.

Realizing begging was futile, an inkling of courage surged in the blue-robed cultivator. He roared, leaping to cast magic, unleashing countless ice needles in all directions in a blink.

Mana surged ferociously; those struck by ice needles froze swiftly, evidencing the blue-robed cultivator's substantial power.

Sadly, he faced them alone; upon realizing, curses quickly ensued as the robbers retaliated with magic, assaulting the blue-robed cultivator.

Amidst a flare of radiance, the blue-robed cultivator succumbed, never imagining he'd perish at other cultivators' hands, not the Secret Realm's trials.

The long-haired man sneered derisively, spat at the deceased blue-robed cultivator.

"Pah, what a joke, thinking of resisting?"

Casually retrieving the blue-robed cultivator's storage bag, he extracted all its contents.

The items were sparse, with only a few bottles of Taiyin.

Enterprising into the Moon God Temple's Secret Realm, astute cultivators wouldn't carry their entirety.

This was among the reasons Chen Nan hadn't looted others' storage bags in the Secret Realm; even if items existed, they'd likely be mere junk.

However, he was intrigued by the storage bags of Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses; if given a chance, he wouldn't mind inspecting their contents.