God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
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Editor: Hitesh_
"What? No? Not even a single pellet?"
Shi Yan clenched his jaw in a shop, his face angry. "You guys don’t even have the pellet to restore the Soul Consciousness, what the heck are you selling? Doesn’t this store sell pellets?"
"I’m sorry, Sir. Besides that type of pellet and medicines, we have everything else. For example, we have the pellets to restore Essence Qi, strengthen your physique, stable your realm to prevent bedevilment, etc. We have plenty of them here. You can choose anything you want. We can always deal the price." The shopkeeper smiled humbly, bowing his body.
Shi Yan wore a cold face, then left while snorting.
Fifteen minutes later…
Standing in the middle of a crowded street in the Spirit Potion Valley, Shi Yan felt dispirited.
He had visited ten stores, and none of them was an exception. They didn't have even a single pellet that could do something with Soul Consciousness.