Chapter 63: Possessed by the Fire

  Blocking his way was the black-clothed leader, who watched as his subordinates were one by one knocked flying by Gaoxing's lightning-fast moves. He was both enraged and anxious.

  Seeing the ecstatic and irrational excitement, four words appeared in the mind of the black-clothed leader: Walk Fire Into Magic.

  Delighted at this time is indeed getting out of control.

  Let's not talk about cultivating immortality or spiritual practices for now, and just focus on martial arts. The practice of martial arts is never simply a matter of building physical strength, but more importantly, it is about cultivating one's mind, tempering and refining one's moral character, which is what is meant by "martial virtue".

  Witnessing his parents' tragic death in his childhood had a huge impact on his heart, and later he was deceived by that woman who seemed kind but actually had a heart like a snake's gall, which left a deep wound on his young soul.

  To avenge, he lived strongly and survived the harsh training to become an elite of Dragon Squad that made enemies tremble with fear and the country proud. However, in this moment when his head was tied to his waist belt, and his knife tasted blood, Gao Xing's hands were inevitably stained with countless blood, and as his heart became more ruthless, he yearned for family affection even more.

  Once, while happily executing a task in Africa, he saved a poor little girl. The girl was fourteen or fifteen years old, of the white race, and had an extremely lovely appearance.

  In the twilight of a war-torn evening, Gao Xing saw a little girl cowering in a corner of a dilapidated slum, surrounded by three burly men who had already been shot dead. The little girl's eyes were filled with helpless despair, paired with an adorable face that evoked sympathy. Seeing her dull and lifeless eyes, Gao Xing seemed to recall his own past struggles and felt a pang of compassion, so he took the little girl under his wing, unaware that she was actually an unstable bomb.

  The girl was originally a spoiled rich miss, but she was kidnapped by a local warlord. The purpose was to force her father, a munitions smuggler, to provide arms. Unexpectedly, the warlord had just taken the girl when the enemy got wind of it. After a fierce battle, the girl was brought to a slum by the warlord's men to escape the enemy's pursuit until she was rescued by Gaoxing.

  The little girl was very well-behaved, perhaps having experienced great fear, making her look exceptionally weak, absolutely no worse than Lin Meimei. It was precisely so that she touched the soft spot in Gao Xing's cold heart, causing Gao Xing to like her within just three short days. Don't think wildly, Gao Xing only had fraternal affection for her, a kind of sympathy for shared suffering.

  However, just as he was happy to think that life was no longer dark, reality once again brutally shattered his beautiful dream. One dusk, when Gaoxing was holding the little girl in his arms, a standard-issue dagger from a Pacific coastal hegemonic country pierced into Gaoxing's abdomen and stabbed into his heart that had just warmed up.

  The girl was a teenage agent of the hegemonic nation, and her mission was to get close to Xiaofeng Mo and find an opportunity to assassinate him. Although in the past three days, Gaoxing had saved her life more than once in the rain of bullets, fighting against those crazy warlords, but what did all this count for in front of national interests?

  As she said about excitement, the two are nothing but machines of the country, each serving their own masters, with no morality or emotional ties beyond national interests.

  At that moment, the feeling of excitement was as if his heart had been stripped out of his chest cavity and placed in a harsh winter, amidst biting winds, with icy and tearing pain. It was also at that time that the warmth in Gao Xing's heart was once again enveloped by darkness and coldness, making him even more ruthless and cruel.

  Killing until his hands were numb, this was a thrilling personal experience. For the organization that had ruined his happy life and changed his fate, he would not let it off easily. However, when he sent the last bullet into the forehead of the last member of the organization, facing their desperate and fearful families, he could no longer lift the gun in his hand.

  When a hitman can no longer be ruthless and unfeeling, is he still the sharpest hitman? The answer is of course negative.

  Without the support of hatred, he felt that life had lost its meaning. He began to loathe killing and even more so, living in endless darkness driven by what was considered a noble political interest. He started feeling tired and wanted to escape this world, start a new life, and thought about the popular transmigration in web novels, hoping to start anew.

  Embracing this dream, the excitement of carrying the "Longevity Code" began to prepare for the journey before crossing over. He studied knowledge and technology, and even prayed in front of the Buddha's ancestors, wanting to escape this world that made him feel tired and bored.

  He was thrilled to have successfully crossed over, but his hands were stained with too much blood, and he had ended the lives of too many people, regardless of whether they were innocent or not, they were all vibrant lives.

  Cultivation abhors killing, whether it's martial arts or ethereal cultivation. Because killing will leave a person with the aura of murder and bloodlust, their heart filled with malevolent energy and evil spirits, affecting their temperament, perhaps even becoming a demon that affects their practice.

  He is delighted with the souls in his hands, and he himself does not know how many there are. Moreover, some of them are innocent lives who died innocently for political gain. Therefore, the mixture of self-blame and resentment in his heart will form the strongest demon, which will erupt at critical moments.

  "The Longevity Code" has a total of eighteen levels, with every three levels forming a stage, and there is a major checkpoint that is more difficult to break through. Fortunately, after five months of cultivation, he was at the peak of the third level and was about to break through to the fourth level.

  In his past life, Kaixin had only cultivated the "Longevity Technique" to the fifth level, so he had only encountered a heart demon once. Fortunately, at that time Kaixin was near a terrorist organization, and without saying anything, cruelly slaughtered them, perfectly releasing the heart demon. Kaixin's power was exhausted, and he finally broke through the difficult barrier, entering the fourth level.

  These days, Gao Xing felt like he had a breakthrough, having learned from his past life's experiences. He was naturally more cautious and tried to keep himself in a good mood. Unfortunately, Wang Yan became the laughing stock.

  In front of the Drunken Moon Building, for some reason, Gao Xing felt an unusual attraction to Zhang Mama's body. The flirtatious words and actions were originally meant to confuse the people monitoring him from behind, but somehow a real impulse emerged amidst the fake play, and Gao Xing had his first intimate contact with a woman.

  He had already lost his usual calmness, and with the breakthrough of "Changsheng Jue", he couldn't help but trigger his own heart demon. So many years have passed, and how much blood has been stained on Xing's hands, not to mention those soldiers who were killed by him after surrendering. Such a deep and heavy grudge had destined that Xing's heart demon would be stronger than ever before.

  The lingering clarity in his mind struggled to restrain the eruption of his murderous desires, but just like an impending orgasm that couldn't be stopped, Xing's heart grew wildly with a thirst for blood and slaughter. Everything before him was a detestable enemy and foe, requiring their blood to wash away his own tragic experiences and release the explosive power within his body.

  "Gao Gongzi, it's me!" A soft voice rang out, but it was a woman who spoke.

  The body that was excited to kill paused, the palm of the hand that was about to grab the black-clothed man's neck also stiffened in mid-air, and a hint of clarity appeared in the eyes that were full of murderous intent and bloodlust. With some doubt, he looked at the leader of the black-clad men, but soon became overwhelmed again by the crazy desire for slaughter and bloodlust in his heart.

  "Kill!"

  The black-clothed leader's eyes had just revealed a hint of joy, but was once again ruined by a low growl in his throat due to excitement.

  Excitedly, Zhang's palm shot out like a sharp eagle claw, once again grasping for the black-clad man's throat.

  There are two kinds of people who do not cherish life. One is those whose brains are ill, thinking that life has no hope; the other is the immortal, living too long, really don't know what to do, death is their enjoyment.

  Facing the threat of death, the black-clothed leader naturally wouldn't wait for death with folded arms. His slender body was as agile as a leopard or a wild cat, dodging and weaving as he engaged in a fierce battle with Gaoxing. From their previous encounter, he had already experienced Gaoxing's enormous strength, so this time he wouldn't dare to confront this ferocious monster head-on.

  There was no thrill of fist meeting flesh, nor any scene of blood splattering everywhere. This was unforgivable and unacceptable for someone who craved excitement at this moment. He let out a frenzied roar, his two arms moving even more swiftly, their massive power tearing through the air, emitting wave after wave of mournful whistling sounds.

  After a brief battle, the black-clothed man watched as his excitement grew more and more furious, his aura becoming increasingly powerful. Feeling a thread of fatigue spreading through his body, he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. He understood that if he couldn't calm down his excitement and dispel the demon in his heart, either he would become a completely irrational killing beast or he would explode and die from his body being unable to withstand the enormous power within him.

  The man in black dodged the enthusiastic attack while gazing at the ecstatic, crazed eyes and the ferocious face, and for some reason, a thread of heartache emerged in his heart.

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