Berserk God of War

A few hours later, Sikong Jing’s human clan meridians had reached the peak of the Daoist Martial Realm, also known as the peak of Martial Enlightenment Stage.

At this point, he hesitated slightly.

After all, the next step is to enter the Martial Battle Stage, but a few more hours should be enough, and just as Sikong Jing was about to push forward, a low sobbing sound suddenly came from outside...

Slowly opening his eyes, Sikong Jing murmured to himself, "This sobbing sound, is it that girl named Yinlu?"

Sikong Jing still remembered that the girl who cared for him, Yinlu, had been called away by the village elders.

The naive and radiant image of the girl flashed in his mind, and he feared that something major might have happened to her, causing her to cry.

He couldn’t ignore someone who saved him, of course, Sikong Jing thought.

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing withdrew all his True Qi and slowly stood up.

At this moment, Sikong Jing was still covered in Demon Scales all over his body, even though his human clan meridians had been constructed and achieved the peak state of the Martial Enlightenment Stage, but the Beast Clan’s Dantian and meridians were still shattered and in ruins.

For now, they were just slowly recovering; the Demon Scales could not immediately retreat.

To let the True Qi within the human clan meridians nourish the Beast Clan meridians, Sikong Jing needed to become even stronger; the gap between Martial Enlightenment Stage and Emperor Martial King Realm was too vast, and he also needed to ensure no conflict arose between the two.

On Demon Scale Island, having scales all over one’s body is the norm, Sikong Jing did not feel any mental burden about it.

Just like that, he casually took a piece of clothing from the Storage Space and wore it, stepping out of the little straw hut with Demon Scales covering him.

It was deep in the night; the outside was dark, almost eerily so, with a faint chill in the air.

Sikong Jing quickly found the girl Yinlu outside, leaning against a wooden wall, holding her knees and crying. The girl instinctively lifted her head, gazing at the somewhat mysterious Sikong Jing under the moonlight, tears covering her face.

She subconsciously opened her mouth and asked, "You’re... you’re still here?"

Evidently, she thought Sikong Jing had already returned to his own village after waking up.

Sikong Jing shook his head and replied directly, "I’m not someone from Demon Scale Island, and I don’t know how to leave."

Upon hearing this, Yinlu was somewhat incredulous, "Ah?"

Sikong Jing smiled as he continued, "I was washed onto your Demon Scale Island by the sea, thank you for saving me."

That gratitude was sincerely heartfelt.

Yet Yinlu was somewhat bewildered, "So outside Demon Scale Island, there are beings like us Demons, this is the first I’ve heard of it."

To this, Sikong Jing remained silent.

He still didn’t know the situation outside Demon Scale Island or where he was.

Judging by the girl’s appearance, she seemingly didn’t know much about the outside of the island either.

Suddenly, Yinlu seemed uninterested and lowered her head, murmuring, "Unfortunately, I can’t help you anymore."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing slowly crouched down.

He casually asked, "What happened, are you being bullied?"

First, find out the reason behind the girl’s tears.

He estimated that he would stay on this Demon Scale Island temporarily until his body had recovered enough to leave.

Yinlu then gently lifted her head, and as if triggered by something, tears gushed out like pillars.

She continued sobbing, saying, "I always thought, that being a Demon without scales on my face made me the most fortunate darling of everyone on this Demon Scale Island, the apple of everyone’s eye."

"It wasn’t until now that I realized everyone only took care of me because I was just a... sacrifice."

Sacrifice?

Sikong Jing’s pupils suddenly contracted, stories and legends from childhood flashed in his mind, tales of some small tribes offering humans as sacrifices to their gods.

Could this Demon Scale Island have such customs?

"Sacrifices must be raised plump and white."

Yinlu continued, tears flowing endlessly, "Everyone hid the truth from me, they couldn’t let me know too early for fear I would deliberately scar my purely human-like pretty face."

"Even Brother Daniu, who took the most care of me, acted the same way."

"The village elders said the place was full of real humans, so they didn’t like Demons with scales on their faces."

"No matter from which village of Demon Scale Island the Demon came, regardless of being male or female, as long as there were no scales on the face, they were raised as a sacrifice from birth, until growing up and being offered."

As Yinlu spoke through her tears, Sikong Jing’s pupils gradually contracted.

He realized that it wasn’t just about sacrifices offered to gods, but to real humans.

Does this mean there are real humans enslaving them?

A faint hint of murder flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes; he never liked enslavement, much less the act of sacrificing people.

Watching Sikong Jing’s unchanged expression, the simple-minded Yinlu thought he was just showing no emotion.

Hence she remarked bitterly, "Did you already know? Also, it’s true, your island must have similar situations, how laughable it is that I used to say you were insecure, turns out I’m the humblest one."

Previously, she had thought that having no scales was a stroke of luck in front of Sikong Jing, only to realize it was a nightmare.

Sikong Jing gradually came back to his senses, his expression turning serious as he spoke, "We don’t have such situations where I come from, and if we did, I would crush it the moment I encountered it..."

His voice carried strong murderous intent, instantly transforming from his previously weakened image to one of cold severity.

This momentarily stunned Yinlu.

Sikong Jing didn’t offer an explanation, instead, he asked, "Where are the real humans? Where are you being offered to?"

Sikong Jing still knew too little; he needed more information.

For the girl Yinlu in front of him or for returning to the Central Plains, these real humans were undoubtedly a breakthrough point.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Yinlu was truly frightened by Sikong Jing’s gaze, but she hesitated for a moment and still prepared to explain...

However, just at this moment... swish swish swish!

Several shadows suddenly flickered from the surroundings, followed by a sinister female voice, "Yinlu, you little bitch, were you getting ready to scar your own face? You said you were coming back to pack your things, why is it taking so long?"

As the words fell, Sikong Jing quickly turned to look...

Only to see several individuals covered in scales, led by a female Demon Scale woman equally covered in white scales. Although her expression was obscured by the scales, it was clear her eyes held a vicious glare.

The girl Yinlu responded immediately by standing up, walking to stand in front of Sikong Jing.

She gently bit her lip and replied, "No, I’m just reluctant."

As soon as she spoke, the woman with white scales abruptly stepped forward...

"Heh heh, surely very reluctant, if I were treated like a treasure from a young age like you, I’d also be reluctant."

"Unfortunately, I didn’t have your luck, you sacrifice!"

"Hahaha..."

The white-scaled woman finished speaking and couldn’t help but laugh out loud, clearly displeased with Yinlu.

Yinlu’s face changed dramatically, the word "sacrifice" stinging her into complete disarray.

Without giving her a chance to react, the white-scaled woman shouted at the Demons she brought, "It’s time, take her away."