I might have been playing a fake cultivation game.

Chapter 015 Boiling Blood

As soon as the idea popped into his head, Zhou Yunshen was eager to try it out.

Although the mountains and forests here are dangerous, and it is said that there are spirits and monsters living there, he is a martial artist who has reached the peak of the acquired realm, he is a superman.

Captain Chen, a late-stage acquired martial artist, dared to lead a group of herb gatherers deep into the mountains to gather herbs. His strength is even greater than Captain Chen's. He should be fine just wandering around in the mountains near the village, right?

With this in mind, Zhou Yunshen took his herb-gathering sickle, went out the door, and headed out of the village.

When walking, Zhou Yunshen felt as light as a swallow, as if he were walking with the wind. This feeling was something he had never experienced when walking in the real world.

As he walked, Zhou Yunshen started running on the stone path.

He hadn't even exerted much effort yet, but his running speed was already comparable to that of real-world 100-meter sprinters.

When he exerted himself, he went even faster.

That speed is comparable to that of a car traveling at high speed on a highway.

Because of the high speed, Zhou Yunshen could feel the wind resistance, and the wind was whistling in his ears. This feeling of running at high speed was simply too exhilarating.

In the village, an old man was sitting in front of his house basking in the sun when suddenly everything went black, followed by a gust of wind.

He looked to both sides but saw nothing. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

Zhou Yunshen quickly arrived at the edge of the village. There was no road leading out of the village; instead, there was a slope with a drop of more than two stories. Relying on his strength, Zhou Yunshen leaped down the slope and landed steadily at the bottom without any injury.

He would never dare to do such a dangerous stunt in the real world, but here he does it with great ease.

In the distant fields, some villagers were working with their heads down.

Zhou Yunshen scanned the area but did not see Zhou Xiaoya.

He discovered that his eyesight had become excellent, and he could clearly see the villagers from a great distance.

Unlike in the real world, he is slightly nearsighted, and things at a distance become blurry, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

His reactions have also become extremely fast, and he can now perform some difficult moves with ease.

Soon, Zhou Yunshen's figure darted into the mountains outside the village.

The mountain road was difficult to travel, with steep slopes and thorns everywhere.

After entering the mountains, Zhou Yunshen was like a nimble monkey, climbing and leaping among the trees, each leap covering more than ten meters, avoiding the dense thorny areas.

After venturing several miles into the mountains, Zhou Yunshen, with his exceptional eyesight, quickly spotted a pheasant.

Zhou Yunshen's eyes lit up, and he rushed over.

The pheasant was very alert; as soon as it heard the noise, it flapped its wings and fled into the nearby dense forest.

With a whoosh, a sickle flew through the air and pinned the pheasant to the ground.

A dozen meters away, Zhou Yunshen was still in the throwing motion, a rather satisfied expression on his face.

In the real world, he wouldn't have such good accuracy when throwing things.

The pheasants are a bit small, not enough to eat.

Zhou Yunshen tied the pheasant with vines and continued his search for prey.

"By the way, don't post-natal peak martial artists possess a state called 'Boiling Blood'? How do you activate this Boiling Blood state, and what are its effects?"

The moment this thought crossed Zhou Yunshen's mind, some information appeared in his head, all of which were related to the Boiling Blood state.

A few seconds later, Zhou Yunshen gave a soft shout and entered a state of boiling blood.

He felt his blood boiling, his heart pounding like a drum, and his face turning bright red.

No, to be precise, his entire body skin turned bright red, and there were even wisps of blood mist emerging from his skin.

A flying insect happened to fly past Zhou Yunshen.

Zhou Yunshen's eyes darted around, his bloodshot pupils instantly locking onto the flying insect.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and Zhou Yunshen could clearly see the trajectory of the flying insect's wings flapping.

Zhou Yunshen raised his hand and flicked his finger lightly. The force of the flicked energy turned the flying insect into a lump of minced meat.

With a single leap, Zhou Yunshen jumped more than twenty meters, directly leaping over a mountain stream, and then quickly running and jumping through the forest.

He could feel that, in this state where his blood was boiling, both his reaction speed and strength had been greatly enhanced.

"This boiling blood state should be equivalent to the berserk state in a game." Zhou Yunshen had this realization in his mind.

"Maintaining this state of boiling blood is a bit difficult..."

In just a dozen seconds, Zhou Yunshen's body was soaked in sweat. His heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Clearly, this state places an enormous burden on the body.

Realizing this, Zhou Yunshen immediately withdrew from this state of boiling blood.

He suddenly felt weak and unsteady on his feet, so he quickly grabbed a tree branch to keep from falling.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yunshen returned home, feeling quite hungry.

At this moment, he was carrying two pheasants in one hand, a fat rabbit in the other, and a large dark green snake.

These are all the spoils Zhou Yunshen acquired during his trip into the mountains.

He caught the pheasant and the rabbit, but the big snake was hiding in the leaves, trying to bite him. The snake's color blended into the environment, and when it suddenly bit him, even Zhou Yun Shen was caught off guard.

As a result, the snake's sharp fangs bit his arm, but instead of injuring him, they broke off its own fangs.

Zhou Yunshen was startled and sweat broke out on his forehead. With one punch, he smashed the head of the dark green snake to pieces.

He felt a greater sense of awe towards the mountains and forests.

Then, he was amazed by the toughness of his skin.

He remembered that when he became a martial artist by practicing the "Spirit Ape Body Forging Technique," the first thing he forged was his skin and flesh.

It seems that this skin-strengthening exercise was quite effective.

When Zhou Yunshen returned home, Zhou Xiaoya had not yet come back.

Zhou Yunshen placed his spoils in the room and was about to go out to find Zhou Xiaoya when a thin, small figure appeared on the stone road, carrying a vegetable basket and limping towards him.

"Xiao Ya, you're back." Zhou Yun Shen went to greet her. Perhaps it was due to the influence of this body, but when he looked at Zhou Xiao Ya, he always felt an extraordinary closeness, as if they were connected by blood.

"Hmm," Zhou Xiaoya responded softly, keeping her head down as she walked, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhou Yunshen looked her over: "Something on your mind?"

"No," Zhou Xiaoya quickly shook her head.

Zhou Yunshen said, "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm your second brother."

Zhou Xiaoya stopped and hesitated for a moment before whispering, "I ran into Aunt Li on my way back... She told me about Old Zhao from the west end of the village again. She said that although Old Zhao is old, he is kind and caring, and he's willing to spend ten taels of silver to marry me. That's quite a lot of money. She also said..."

"What else did she say?" Zhou Yun asked with a stern face.

Zhou Xiaoya's face showed a sad expression. She looked down at her leg and said in an even softer voice, "She also said that someone like me with a limp wouldn't be considered by any respectable family. She said it's already good that someone is willing to marry me, and that I shouldn't be picky."