Eroge: I can Travel To The Ancient World

*BOOM!*

Suddenly, Jia Hao felt a dangerous premonition as he raised his saber to block it. The old centaur actually charged forward, hitting Jia Hao with a giant hammer.

" Bastard! You deserve to die! All of you must die!"

" Kill! I will kill you all!!"

The body of the centaur shaman expanded, adding more size to his already giant stature.

Jia Hao felt a taste of iron in his mouth. " Heh, A mage with durable body? That's not fair."

" Hahaha! I have already reached the great stage? This is what power feels like!" The eyes of the centaur shaman turned bloody as he stomped at Jia Hao.

The ground rumbled as a shockwave spread out. Jia Hao hurriedly moved his body and dodged. However, a dark tendril suddenly sprouted near his legs, gripping on of his ankle.

" Blood Wave Burst!"

*BOOOM!*

The entire cave trembled as the hammer of centaur shaman fell. Despite Jia Hao dodging it in a narrow distance, the impact was enough to shake his internal organs.

With staggering steps, Jia Hao spat a mouthful of blood. " Fuck! Old man, You think I will go down like this?"

" Rage!"

Utilizing his Six Desires Myriad Thought Arts, Jia Hao spread the desire qi towards the centaur shaman, Already affected by the bloody gem, the centaur shaman was greatly vulnerable to emotion swings.

" ARRGHH! MY HEAD!"

" KILL! I WILL KILL THEM ALL!"

Like a mad horse jumped around, the centaur shaman raged around, destroying everything with his hammer.

" Damn it! This bastard is completely crazy!"

Plant thorns like large spear tips appeared in the air as they shot around aimlessly. Some of them came towards Jia Hao.

He used the Faded Moon Steps to dodge them. However, he still got grazed by a few of them.

" Ugh! These things are laced with poison?" Jia Hao cursed as he felt a slight numbing sensation from his arm. It was probably some sort of paralyzing poison.

And since the roots are erupting from the ground, Jia Hao couldn't use the Earth Traversal Technique. After all, he didn't want to be trapped underground and die from suffocation.

" Arrgh! My head!"

The centaur shaman halted his steps as he clenched his head. Jia Hao realized that he was suppressing the overflow of emotions.

' I can't let him snap out of it!'

Holding his saber, Jia Hao's body blinked. Stepping on the erupting dark vines like a platform, He jumped towards the centaur shaman.

" Blazing Flame Cleave!"

*BOOM!*

" Arrgh!"

The centaur shaman roared as he used his left arm to block Jia Hao's chest. Blood splashed out as Jia Hao almost severed his left arm.

However, The centaur didn't flinch from the pain. Swinging his hammer, He slammed it on Jia Hao.

" Crap!"

Jia Hao was too close to avoid such a head on attack. He could only strengthen his body with his internal energy and defend against it.

*BOOOM!*

Jia Hao felt his internal organs shifting positions as the hammer landed on his chest. Like a broken kite, he flung far, crashing on the wall.

" Cough! Cough! That was…fucking bad."

Fresh blood dripped from Jia Hao's mouth as he used the saber like a cane to stand up.

Thanks to his injuries, the centaur shaman again fell u nder the outburst of emotions. However, Jia Hao's injuries were also serious due to the powerful impact of the hammer.

' No, There is no path to escape. That bastard blocked it with vines. But even if I stay here, there is no guarantee what this maddened beast will do.' Jia Hao wiped his lips.

" Well? Since I can't escape, I better fight with all I got!"

" Fuck it! We ball!"

Jia Hao endured nine reincarnations, the cyles of life and death. He has witnessed the scenery of netherworld, and the luxury of mortal world.

All sense of fear and pressure vanished as Jia Hao calmed himself.

" If I say I can defeat you, I will defeat you!"

Suddenly, Jia Hao felt like he heard a distinct crisp sound, like crisp breaking of a glass jade.

His dantian felt warm, as if a barrier has been broken. The flood of warm energy spread across his body, numbing his pain miraculously.

Jia Hao was shocked as he saw sprinkles of Virtue bursting on his head like starlight, assimilating inside his foundation.

' This…Have I gathered enough merits? The energy of virtue finally completed for the Virtuous Pilgrim stage?'

The silver starlight swirled in his dantian like a whirlpool, devouring all the internal energy.

The Pot of Miracle stirred, an unmistakable greed for the virtuous energy. However, Jia Hao slapped it shut. He couldn't let it disrupt his ascension to the next stage!

" Bastard! It's your fault! IT'S YOUR FAULT!"

The centaur shaman's bloodied gaze finally fell on Jia Hao, who was emitting a faint golden radiance. Like an angry horse, he stomped his hooves, charging towards Jia Hao with his imposing figure.

Jia Hao exhaled a deep breath as he closed his eyes. Memories of old days resurfaced as the energy slowly merged with his flesh and blood.

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" Old man, Are you really being serious?" Jia Hao gnashed his teeth as he swept the leaves in front of the Scripture Pavilion.

" There is a whole world of information there. Why won't you teach me some divine martial arts?"

" Child, Can you leave this old man alone?" The old man sighed. " I am old and tired. Hence I asked you to sweep the leaves."

" What is the use of the divine arts is for you? I have nothing to give you."

" But you are the damned Khsitigarbha!" Jia Hao was annoyed. " Why won't you show a little compassion to me, huh?"

" Fine, You win." Khsitigarbha took the sweep from Jia Hao's hands.

" You saw me the other day I was pounding the wheat with my fist, right? Go ahead and do it."

" That's Purple Yin Wheat, isn't it? Do you want me to shred my palms?" Jia Hao wrinkled his nose.

Khsitigarbha laughed loudly. " Brat, Are you afraid now? If this little thing scares you, how you going to practice divine arts?"

Jia Hao sighed as he complied with Khsitigarbha's demand. For a month, he toiled and created flour from wheat.

" I see, You are teaching a supreme technique in the guise of this, right?" Jia Hao looked at Khsitigarbha.

" You are sharp, hm?" Khsitigarbha sat on a nearby rock, playing with a small stick.

" This is called Three Arhat's Classic Moves. It has three moves, Arhat's Claw, Arhat's Palm, and Arhat Fist."

" Damn it! That sounds awesome! And I already know all three of them!" Jia Hao was excited.

" Unfortunately, if you are thinking of using it in the mortal world, you are mistaken. " Khsitigarbha corrected him like an amicable elder.

" Unless you reach the third realm of Golden Arhat Vajra Body Arts, it will be useless."

Jia Hao's smiling face turned dark when he heard that. Third Realm? Didn't he say that reaching the second stage will take years?

" Old bastard! You tricked me!"

" Hahaha! Child, stop complaining. There are still three jin of wheat remaining."

Khsitigarbha laughed when he saw Jia Hao stomping his foot with anger.

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Jia Hao opened his eyes as he saw the centaur shaman was right before him. However, his eyes showed no fear, only a serene calmness.

Raising his arms in slow motion, a golden resplendence covered his body.

" True Arhat Palm!"

*PAA!*

The air around his arm echoed with a crisp noise as Jia Hao threw his palm, landing on the chest of the centaur shaman.

*BOOOM!*

The centaur shaman pushed back several steps and lost his momentum, almost falling on the ground.

Before he could understand anything, Jia Hao appeared right before him.

" True Arhat Fist!"

*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!*

Like a machine gun, Jia Hao's fist turned into a blur, falling across the body of the centaur shaman like a barrage.

*CRACK! CRACK!*

" ARRGH!!"

The centaur shaman howled in pain as Jia Hao deliberately aimed at its hind legs. As long as it can't balance, the centaur shaman can't use his agility to dodge.

" GRAHH! BASTARD! DIE!"

The ground cracked as the centaur shaman tried to smash Jia Hao with his hammer. However, Jia Hao dodged in time, making his attack miss.

Taking that opportunity, Jia Hao jumped and sat on the back of the centaur shaman.

" Bastard! YOU DARE TO RIDE THIS NOBLE BEING?" The centaur roared, trying to fling Jia Hao from his back.

As his hind legs were broken, the centaur shaman was staggering. Jia Hao grabbed him firmly from behind as he pulled out his saber.

" It ends here!"

Blood and brain matter splattered as Jia Hao stabbed his saber into the back of the skull. After a few seconds of struggling, the centaur shaman fell on the ground.

Jia Hao hurriedly took out the Pot of Miracle, absorbing all the energy of the shaman.

The body of the shaman slowly shrank, looking more skinny than before. Even the bloody gem was reduced to a grain of rice.

Jia Hao suddenly felt a strange attraction as he went deeper into the cave.

" Wh-What the…"

Standing stunned, Jia Hao noticed a pool of blood surrounded by eight stone pillars.

Suddenly, the pot buzzed as it hovered on the pool. It started to devour all the blood like crazy.