Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

The bloody energy lingering in the hall was like morning mist, somewhat obscure and unclear.

After Bai Feng's head was smashed by a punch, all the life energy he absorbed dissipated, forming this scene.

Erya squatted timidly beside He Lu, who looked as pale as death. Yan Qiren in her arms was already dead.

Jiang Ran glanced around and was about to take a step forward when he heard the sound of a zither string breaking coming from within his body.

His limbs and torso exploded instantly, turning into flesh and blood and blasting in all directions.

Erya, who was far away, had tears in her eyes when she saw this, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth to stop herself from crying out loud.

The next moment, the broken bones and flesh that scattered like an explosion were seen, as if pulled by invisible threads, rapidly gathering towards the head in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, they pieced together a body.

Jiang Ran was slightly stunned as he looked at his arm covered with cracks. He knew that his body had not recovered, but the pressure of the shattered flesh and blood was unable to break free from some kind of restraint.

He didn't have time to think about it, and he moved in front of Erya.

There was no need to ask any more questions. Just by looking at Yan Qiren's injuries and complexion, one could tell that he was dead.

He sighed and was about to speak when he heard Erya suppressing her fear and speaking hesitantly, "Master Jiang, I just saw Hero Yan's fingers moving."

Before Jiang Ran could speak, He Lu, who looked as pale as death, suddenly came to her senses. Without even a moment's hesitation to tell whether it was true or not, she slammed her head on the ground.

"Mr. Jiang, I know you are not an ordinary person. I beg you to save Brother Yan for all his hard work..."

She didn't dare to talk about repaying lightly. After seeing what happened just now, everyone knew that Jiang Ran was by no means a master of internal force. The word repay was really too heavy for her.

The blood in Jiang Ran's eyes had not yet dried, and his gaze fell on Yan Qiren's face, and he did feel a little guilty.

"Feel sorry……"

As he was about to finish his words, not only he, but also Erya and He Lu, who had her head on the ground, raised their heads with surprise and doubt in their eyes.

It turns out that a person like Mr. Jiang can also apologize?

Little did they know that Jiang Ran was no less surprised than them. Since entering the Tribulation Period, how many years had he spent without feeling guilty?

Is it that all the countless skeletons in the world of cultivation are not of the same kind, or is it that no one has been able to gain his true recognition along the way?

Jiang Ran was silent for a while, and without pretending to be indifferent, he continued speaking.

"The strange man from Yan died in Yanshan, all because of my poor planning."

"But the vitality of his body has dissipated. Unless he can find a spiritual creature that is naturally born and raised by nature within a quarter of an hour and still has a glimmer of hope, even gods and immortals cannot save him."

Hearing this, He Lu spoke with some hope, "May I ask Mr. Jiang, what is a spiritual creature born and raised by nature?"

Jiang Ran looked at her, closed his eyes slightly and shook his head, "It takes fate, destiny, and luck to meet you."

Within a quarter of an hour, unless you can mobilize the power of the soul in the Tribulation Realm, don't even think about looking for the so-called spiritual objects.

What's more, Yan Qiren's life force has dissipated. Even if there is such a spiritual object, it is better to heal his seriously injured body.

He Lu said nothing more, tears streaming down her face as she closed her eyes.

"Master Jiang..." Erya looked at Jiang Ran, who was covered in blood but looked lonely. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind and she remembered the scene when they met.

"Spirit fish." She reminded in a low voice.

Spirit fish? Jiang Ran's heart moved. The spirit fish he had obtained that day disappeared as his cultivation level dissipated. Otherwise, it could really be considered a spiritual creature born and raised by nature.

Spirit fish? !

As soon as a look of regret appeared on his face, his soul discovered that the hidden spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Erya began to flow, and then the spiritual energy in Yan Qiren also resonated.

Jiang Ran was slightly stunned, and as if by inspiration he stretched out his right hand.

The vivid fish swimming in the palm of the hand seems like a projection, its body transparent, like colored glass.

The fresh and lively vitality was so exciting that it was hard to ignore, and it also attracted the attention of Erya and He Lu.

"Spirit fish..." Erya's eyes were full of desire. After glancing sideways at He Lu, she turned her head away with great willpower.

"Mr. Jiang..." The struggle between despair and hope almost exhausted He Lu, but she still dragged her knees on the ground towards Jiang Ran's feet.

Her voice was so humble and gentle, for fear that she might accidentally disturb the spirit fish in Jiang Ran's palm, thus completely shattering Yan Qi's only hope of survival.

Little did he know that Jiang Ran was still hesitating at this time.

Because his soul was sealed by heaven and earth, his burning mortal heart opened the eight gates without reservation, originally intending to abandon his body and preserve his soul.

Opening the eight gates means completely untying the shackles of the physical body. Although it can allow the body to surpass the limit in a short period of time, after ten breaths, the body will explode and collapse.

This is the consequence of mortals trying to break through their limits.

He thought that this body would become a thing of the past, but unexpectedly, this world seemed unwilling to accept his exploded flesh and blood, and instead forcibly pieced it together.

This spiritual fish was full of vitality. Jiang Ran had a feeling that the spiritual energy in it was enough to repair his body that had been temporarily stitched together.

Giving up the body and keeping the soul is a path that one would only take when one has no other choice.

Moreover, judging from Yan Qiren’s current condition, even if he is rescued by the spirit fish, it is still unknown whether he can survive.

If everything was left to the decision of his soul, he would not have even the slightest hesitation.

But at this moment, his mortal heart had the highest weight, so when Jiang Ran met He Lu's earnest and humble gaze, he suddenly looked at Erya who turned her head aside.

He posed a dilemma.

"Er Ya, do you think this spiritual fish should be used to save your grandfather or Yan Qiren?"

For Arya, who only wanted to save her grandfather, this question was heartbreaking.

He Lu's heart sank, and she felt something was wrong.

If she hadn't known she couldn't beat Jiang Ran, she would have tried to snatch it away by force.

Everyone knows that if you ask a half-grown child a question like whether to save a loved one or to save others, he or she can guess the answer without even thinking.

Jiang Ran also made this plan.

Arya’s answer is also his answer.

Even Erya would choose to save her grandfather, so what's wrong with him leaving the spirit fish to himself who is seriously injured?

"Master Jiang, the spirit fish is yours, you should save your friends first."

It's really good, we should save...

Jiang Ran felt a little relieved and was about to open his mouth to agree, but he was suddenly stunned and looked at Erya's eyebrows and eyes very carefully.

friend?

This was an answer he had never expected.

Jiang Ran's eyes flashed with anger. He waved his sleeves and said coldly, "My friend? How many people in this world are worthy of this?"

He Lu ignored his words, whether true or not, and just held the other-than-earth glass fish in her hands as if it were a treasure, and gently brought it to Yan Qiren's mouth.

The spirit fish suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Jiang?!" He Lu was startled. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Jiang Ran, who had just turned around with a sullen look on his face and stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was looking at.

"The inspiration... is here?"

Jiang Ran moved his lips slightly, murmuring something that only he could hear.

At the same time, He Lu and Erya turned their eyes to Yan Qiren who was lying on the ground.

"Cough cough..."

Although the cough was weak, it still represented that he was alive.