Chapter 4: The Flesh Is the Furnace and the Blood Is the Material
Chapter 4: The Flesh Is the Furnace and the Blood Is the Material
"Awakening?" Jiang Tian was confused by the other party's words.
This concept was unfamiliar to him. He had only been in this world for a short time and knew that people could practice and improve their strength.
But as for how to practice and how to improve, he didn't really understand.
Before he could think further, he heard a sharp sound in front of him.
The burly man in the vest was charging at him.
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As the man sprinted, Jiang Tian felt his aura surge, his muscles swell, and his skin harden, taking on a metallic sheen.
In an instant, he arrived in front of Jiang Tian.
"Kid, the adult world isn't as simple as you think!" the burly man sneered before throwing a punch.
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Boom!!!
Jiang Tian instinctively crossed his arms to block the attack.
A dull impact rang out, sending shockwaves through the air.
Jiang Tian was blasted backward, his feet scraping across the ground with a sharp hissing sound.
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By the time he steadied himself, smoke rose from his feet, and the soles of his cheap white shoes had completely split open.
Before he could catch his breath, the burly man charged again.
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"Huh?"
Jiang Tian's hair stood on end.
He immediately bent backward, dodging the next attack.
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Swish!
A shard of metal from the broken iron door brushed past his nose, nearly grazing his face.
It was floating in the air as if controlled by an invisible hand.
Jiang Tian had dodged the metal, but he couldn't dodge the burly man behind it.
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Boom!
The next punch landed solidly, sending Jiang Tian flying into a pile of debris nearby.
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"This kid's reaction speed is crazy..."
In the distance, one of the Starry Sky Gate cultists curled his lips, sweat dripping from his forehead.
His fingers glowed faintly red, linked to the floating metal shards of the broken iron gate.
It was as if he was controlling them like weapons.
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"Be careful," the burly man warned.
He clenched his bleeding right fist, his eyes fixed on the figure rising from the debris.
His shoulders trembled.
Why is my fist bleeding?
He had punched that high school student directly—yet he was the one injured?
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"Hey, what's wrong with this kid?"
"This… this is insane!"
The Starry Sky Gate cultists all stared in shock.
A chill crawled up their spines.
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Jiang Tian stood up.
The bruises on his face from the punch were visible, and a small cut was still bleeding.
But then—
The wound wriggled.
The bruises turned red.
Then they faded.
It was healing.
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Within seconds, his face was back to normal.
There was only a trace of blood left, no wounds.
"What… the hell is that?"
The cultists shuddered.
Even the burly man in the vest felt a cold sweat run down his back.
This wasn't normal regeneration.
This was something monstrous.
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Jiang Tian looked around, eyes sharp.
His gaze lingered on the floating metal shards and the glowing skin of the burly man.
Then, he looked at the other cultists.
Some were unnaturally tall.
Some had flames flickering around them.
Others radiated cold air.
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Awakening abilities?
Jiang Tian realized something.
Not only did these people enhance themselves, but their abilities manifested externally.
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Jiang Tian exhaled slowly.
His thoughts settled.
The cultists' auras surged—but so what?
Jiang Tian's eyes sharpened.
A hidden force stirred inside his body.
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The Flesh Is the Furnace. The Blood Is the Material.
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In this world, warriors had blood energy—a force cultivated within the body.
It was their weapon against the starry sky's disasters.
Jiang Tian had it too.
And he had perfect control over it.
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Why did he go to his best friend Huang Xing's farm?
How did he fight the mad blood cow?
He ate the entire cow by himself.
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After digesting it, his body stored the energy within his flesh and bones.
Constantly refining itself.
Now, half of that energy was still untouched.
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Jiang Tian's hair moved without wind.
A faint red glow flowed across his body.
A low buzzing sound rumbled from within.
His stored blood energy ignited.
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Boom!
The blood-red glow around Jiang Tian burst into flames.
He bathed in the crimson fire, his body burning with raw power.
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This wasn't an awakening ability.
This was something unique to him.
The Flesh Furnace… ACTIVATED.
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The cultists froze.
"What the hell?!"
Even the burly man in the vest felt his heart pound violently.
This isn't normal blood energy.
It was too strong.
Too concentrated.
Too refined.
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Before he could react—
Jiang Tian vanished from sight.
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"Huh?"
The burly man barely had time to register it.
Jiang Tian had already appeared in front of him.
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He instinctively punched forward, pouring all his strength into the attack.
Jiang Tian didn't dodge.
He punched back.
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BOOM!!!
The collision sent shockwaves rippling through the air.
Then—
A sickening crack rang out.
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The burly man's fist twisted unnaturally.
His bones shattered.
His arm contorted like a broken ragdoll.
A howl of pain tore from his throat.
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One of the cultists panicked.
He controlled the floating metal shards, launching them toward Jiang Tian's back.
They sped up, like razor-sharp blades slicing through the air.
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If they hit, Jiang Tian would be cut in half.
The attack was lethal.
It was a moment of life and death.