With only 8 years to live at the start, I'm going all in.

Chapter 379 The Nine Commandments of the Monster Pig

On the shore, Ding Yi stood motionless, waiting quietly.

The next moment, a black light appeared beneath his feet and sank deep into the soil.

Ding Yi looked at the nuclear sword at his feet, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

He had to admit that Zou He's acting skills were superb; even he was initially fooled.

It wasn't until Zou He insisted on pulling him ashore that he suddenly realized what was happening.

After all, the two men shared a common line of thought: taking action on the ship would soil the treasure vessel.

It's important to understand that although this place is chaotic, the danger actually increases significantly once you go ashore; it's safer to stay on the boat.

Zou He let him come ashore simply because he had arranged something on the shore.

Upon reaching the shore, Ding Yi immediately probed Zou He, and unexpectedly, Zou He actually slipped up.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi noticed the abnormality in his body.

It was a very strange feeling; a sense of weakness began to emerge throughout my body, just like having a cold.

In that instant, Ding Yi remembered smelling the Soul-Severing Ointment on the ship and realized that he had been poisoned.

However, Ding Yi's physical body had been tempered by spiritual energy, making him far stronger than ordinary martial artists who had achieved enlightenment through physical strength. This deadly poison, which could cause muscles to collapse, only made him feel somewhat powerless.

But Zou He had no idea that Ding Yi was on a completely different path from them. Although he cultivated his physical body and fought with a sword when he fought the Golden Armor Guards, the nuclear sword was actually forged with spiritual energy and followed the path of immortal cultivation. He could control it with his divine sense and did not need to hold it in his hand at all.

The power generated by the 100,000-jin nuclear sword flying through the air must have been something Zou He truly felt before his death, but by then it was too late for him to regret it.

At this moment, Ding Yi touched the dried bloodstains on the nuclear sword and then silently began to count the prompts that had just appeared.

There were five hints in total, which, including those from Zou He, granted him a lifespan of over three thousand years, which was consistent with the number of people who had ambushed him earlier.

Only then did Ding Yi feel a little relieved, and then he sighed with emotion.

The demonic cultivators of the upper realm are indeed extraordinary. Zou He is just a minor character, yet he has already been able to do such an inconceivable thing. I wonder how outrageous the ruthless characters in the Demon Palace must be.

"Hehehe, I'm starting to like this place. Being unrestrained is the true meaning of cultivation."

Ding Yi was now somewhat impressed by Zou He. He slowly looked around and found that the commotion caused by the battle had not attracted anyone to come and watch. His goodwill towards this chaotic place increased even more.

It's not a big deal, you can kill anyone you want, nobody cares.

Ding Yi covered his face and chuckled strangely. Then he stretched and picked up the nuclear sword, hoisting it onto his shoulder.

The tingling sensation inside his body was getting stronger and stronger; he needed to detoxify himself first.

Soon, Ding Yi followed the trajectory of the nuclear sword and found the location where Zou He had been shattered.

At this moment, a large, fan-shaped ruin suddenly appeared before Ding Yi's eyes, and in the center of the ruin, there were several fragments of a black robe scattered around.

Upon seeing this, Ding Yi quickened his pace and headed towards the center of the ruins.

It was clear that the attack from the nuclear sword had exceeded Zou He's limits. His physical body was shattered, and his soul was pulled into the nuclear sword, becoming a member of the Soul Choir.

Ding Yi poked around in the ruins on the ground with his nuclear sword and immediately found several pieces of charred flesh.

"Yes, even if there was an antidote, it was destroyed by the nuclear sword."

Ding Yi looked at the scraps of meat with a headache, but considering that now was not the time to dwell on it, he squatted down and casually picked up a piece of scrap meat to examine it.

Then, as usual, Ding Yi squeezed out a drop of his own blood, and then pinched off a piece of the minced flesh and placed it on the blood.

Then Ding Yi spat out his saliva and wrote the words "Expels toxins from the body, no side effects, colorless and odorless" on the blood droplet.

[Currently available for enhancement; enhancement requires a lifespan of 134 years and 13 days. Enhance now?]

Ding Yi frowned slightly as he looked at the lifespan before him.

Even with the antidote powder, would it still require this many lifespans?

This miraculous medicine, which can even work on immortals, is truly extraordinary.

Ding Yi didn't hesitate and immediately chose yes, then popped the enhanced pill into his mouth.

The enhanced pill was indeed potent. After only three or four breaths, Ding Yi felt the tingling sensation in his body rapidly subsiding, indicating that the pill had taken effect.

Upon seeing this, Ding Yi chuckled to himself, thinking that although these people from the Demon Palace acted strangely, they were actually quite kind. They had given him so much lifespan just as he entered the Chaotic Land, which was rather endearing.

He glanced around at the jungle, then reinserted the nuclear sword into his tattoo, casually pulled out a black robe and put it on before heading back to the shore.

Three days later, Ding Yi stood in front of a city, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Over the next three days, Ding Yi experienced several attacks on the shore, though these attackers did not leave any marks on the quicksand map.

The identities of these attackers were also quite varied; some came from the Demon Palace, some were rogue cultivators, and some were even spirits from the mountains and forests.

All of these attackers ended up as a pile of minced meat, but their lifespans were far shorter than those of Zou He's group, averaging only about three or four hundred years each.

But the strangest of them all are the spirits and monsters.

Ding Yi was surprised to find that killing these monsters did not increase his lifespan, which made him think that he had failed to kill them.

However, as the number increased, he realized that these spirits might cultivate in a different way than the cultivators, so the system did not react.

The city before him was something Ding Yi had learned about from a spirit.

Three hundred miles away lies a great city called Chaos. The city is a melting pot of all sorts of people, including mortals, demons, and spirits, but notably, there are no members of the Immortal Alliance.

"chaos..."

Ding Yi looked at the strange characters on the city wall in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, then put down the black hood on his head and stepped into the crowd.

Beside him was a strange-looking monster with a pig's head and a human body.

He took in this monster on a whim, and even gave this pig demon a domineering name: Pig Nine Precepts.

After all, having a spirit as a guide would be much better if one wanted to infiltrate this Chaotic City, and it would also reduce suspicion from others.

"Heh heh, boss, this is Chaos City. I've had the roast chicken here before, it was absolutely delicious."

The pig demon was only half the height of Ding Yi, and was standing next to him, drooling as he spoke.

Ding Yi ignored the pig demon and waited until they entered the city before speaking:

"Go, take me to that place."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiujie snorted again, then, after slightly discerning the direction, led Ding Yi forward.