Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy

The Phoenix stomped its feet in anger, biting its silver teeth and said, "Damn guy, daring to brew beast energy while I wasn't paying attention? Really cunning, how could there be no sign before using it?"

Su Chen was like a wounded lone wolf, covering his bleeding heart, stumbling all the way as he fled. His steps were faltering, and his blood flowed like broken threads.

The night grew deep, the wind blew everywhere. In the pitch-black forest, who knew how many pairs of bright and fierce eyes were hiding. But when they smelled the scent of blood on Su Chen, they all dismissed the thought of taking advantage of the chaos.

The night wind swept through, scattering a few fallen leaves in the forest. Only the hurried footsteps of Su Chen and the sound of his heavy breathing echoed continually.

The Cloud Leopard Spirit Pearl was tightly gripped in his hand, soaked in blood. Su Chen, desperately running, didn't realize that his blood was continuously seeping into the Spirit Pearl, stirring up an earth-shattering energy vortex inside! Meanwhile, the dark red orb within him was silently releasing some mysterious aura, slowly winding around his wound, performing an astonishingly slow repair.

Blurred vision, lack of oxygen, fatigue—these were the sensations Su Chen felt now. His legs, constantly running, gradually lost strength and grew light; the situation before him turned dark, unable to see the path beneath his feet. Yet he dared not close his eyes, dared not fall, for fear that he might never see dawn again, and even more afraid to leave this beautiful world that had fascinated him time and again.

Father, mother, master, elder sister—so many loved ones and friends waiting for my return, how can I give up so easily? Even if life is reduced to a single breath of stale air, just a spark of faith, I must persist, not to disappoint those loved ones and friends who expect of me...

Gritting his teeth, Su Chen endured the excruciating pain, held back the tremors coursing through his body, stumbling, running, running through the night where the breathing was so clear, mingling despair with firm resolve, floating in the dense forest. No one knew, a muddy spotted saber-toothed tiger agilely leaped down from a big tree, its eyes glinting fiercely, already locked onto Su Chen's frail body!

Suddenly, the saber-toothed tiger let out a muffled roar, its powerful limbs landed abruptly, leaping high, pouncing towards Su Chen's back!

On the brink of death, Su Chen felt his rationality dropping to the lowest point. How could he detect the threat appearing behind him? He still stared ahead vacantly, running laboriously, seeing that the impending saber-toothed tiger was about to tear him from top to bottom, the Black Cloud Leopard Spirit Pearl in Su Chen's blood-stained hand suddenly emitted a deep buzzing sound!

Waves of black ripples spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, then the space seemed to ignite with something, circles of ripple-shaped black flames surged up instantly!

The saber-toothed tiger couldn't stop in time, directly colliding into the outermost layer of black flames. But before its fur touched the flames, it let out a sizzling sound in mid-air, instantly turning into a mass of black fire. Black, its body just entered, it was immediately injured by the corrosive power of the flames. The whole entity rapidly dissolved mid-air, flesh and blood became indistinct in a flash…

Painful roars echoed through the dense forest, solemn and majestic. The fierce saber-toothed tiger, a third-tier Spirit Beast, instantly turned into a puddle of blood on the ground. Su Chen still did not look back, for he saw the moonlight ahead, which seemed to be the end of the dense forest…

Puff!

Passing through the branches ahead, before attaining freedom, I fell from an unknown height! Su Chen's thoughts were filled with despair, she glanced behind for the last time, a bitter smile rose at the corner of her mouth, finally unable to resist passing out.

In the dense forest, a few black crows cawed as they flew away, a few scattered feathers slowly landed beside the pool of blood. Dusk drew nearer, as if only a beam of moonlight remained between heaven and earth, gazing at the boundless shadows at the mountain's foot…

It was unknown how long it had been, but a faint dawn appeared on the horizon. The morning wind blew, lifting a crystalline drop of dew from the tree. The dew slowly fell, making a crisp sound.

At the foot of Sunshine Mountain, amidst overgrown grass, appeared a face shrouded in a mist of blood. Drops of nectar fell on this face, seemingly blooming into tiny scarlet flowers. He licked with his tongue, yet the owner of the face only let out a muffled grunt, slowly and with difficulty, opening his eyes.

In the hazy vision, the contours of the overgrown grass slowly emerged, thin and swaying with the wind, like a woman's willow waist. Looking further ahead, there was a gray cliff, invisible to the top. At the furthest sight, apart from a few neatly arranged lush trees, there was a cave.

Su Chen moved his leg, his mouth twitched. The pain was unbearable, so he stayed motionless, not daring to make any move. But, surprisingly, his whole body was aflame, yet his heart did not seem so painful. He clearly remembered being wounded by the Phoenix then, difficulty in breathing, dizziness, how come it seemed to have healed all of a sudden?

Could it be that he had already reached the Netherworld, but he just hadn't noticed it?

Thinking of this, his heart raced, he reached out and touched the knife wound on his chest. This time, he withstood the intense pain, no longer timid. He covered his heart with his right hand, and indeed found subtle changes: the stab wound had flattened.

Originally, it was stabbed right in the center, the flesh had turned to both sides, now it felt very smooth to the touch, indicating the wound had mostly healed. However, Su Chen was filled with doubts; how could this wound have consumed so much power?