Chapter 181: Gaining Immortal Fate Once More, Tampering With Karma
Chen Shun’an adopted a posture and stepped forward, using his sword to protect himself.
The Daoist’s gaze was calm, his expression unchanged.
Then, both of them simultaneously changed their expressions and attacked together.
An exceptionally potent Yin Sha Qi, guided by the Daoist’s intent, did not dissipate outward but instead poured into the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】.
The white pill faintly stirred, rotating with a buzz, though with some reluctance, it only emitted a beam of red light.
*Screech…*
The red light, like an arrow released from a bowstring, shot directly towards Chen Shun’an’s glabella.
Chen Shun’an’s precious sword snapped in response.
Before the Daoist could feel joy, in his eyes filled with astonishment and shock, Chen Shun’an, who had been ordinary in aura, strength, and appearance, became like a flood beast unleashed from its seal.
A torrent of Qi and Blood surged out!
“Roar!”
Like a tiger’s roar, like a dragon’s cry.
Chen Shun’an’s white hair all flew up.
The visible Qi and Blood seemed like a ten-thousand-ton hammer crushing every inch of Yin Sha Qi in the deep pit, stirring up layers of debris and forming ripples that spread outward.
The Yin Sha Qi instantly melted like ice and snow.
He threw out a punch, his fist force radiating, his intent like a tide, and the approaching red light was immediately shattered.
At the same time, a faint glow suddenly shot out from beneath the broken sword body.
“Slay Five Thieves?”
“Where did Slay Five Thieves come from?”
“How could it be Slay Five Thieves!”
“Liu Qingyi is one thing, but how did another Slay Five Thieves suddenly appear?”
The Daoist’s face changed drastically, his pupils constricted, and the Yin Yang fish on his robe began to twist. He fell into a long silence, unable to believe it.
Now that he had appeared from the Cicada Molt Yin Plate, he could be targeted by the Heart-Piercing Nail.
Therefore, before he could react, the Heart-Piercing Nail struck the Daoist’s phantom instantly.
“*Poof!*”
A cold, surging energy erupted, freezing half of his Divine Essence into ice crystals, and then fiercely tearing it apart.
The Daoist’s phantom instantly became blurred and thin, like a punctured paper figure, its robe’s patterns fading until they were almost invisible.
Chen Shun’an, seizing the advantage, stomped his foot. The ground beneath him cracked, and while still in mid-air, he fell into formlessness and shapelessness, disappearing completely.
As if walking in shadows, carrying a terrifying sense of oppression, he quietly approached!
Whether you are a true Immortal or Zhao Guanghui.
If you can defeat Chen Mou, or even force Chen Mou to beg, then whatever you say, Chen Mou will believe.
If not…
Chen Mou will have no choice but to slay demons and protect the righteous.
The Daoist, somewhat exasperated, said sternly,
“Aren’t you a swordsman? Why are you using hidden weapons and concealing such movement techniques!”
The collapsed underground palace was deathly silent.
Then, the only reply was a terrifying killing intent that exploded from the corner of his eye, almost solidifying!
At first, it was like a prairie fire, scorching the Yin Sha Qi until it sizzled and melted; in a flash, it transformed into ten thousand beams of golden light, piercing the Daoist phantom’s eyes until they ached; the sound of dragon’s roar and tiger’s howl erupted from nowhere, and Houtian Qi converged into Chen Shun’an’s fist like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
In the rotation of five scenes, it was as if the heavens were crashing down!
The Daoist’s consciousness instantly went blank, his phantom flickered, and his face became dazed.
Then, the Heart-Piercing Nail and Chen Shun’an’s fist force descended simultaneously.
“Not good, with this move, I will die!!”
The Daoist suddenly reacted, his entire phantom trembling violently, almost exploding.
With his strength fully unleashed and no reservations, Chen Shun’an didn’t even have time to maintain the muscles of his face for the disguise.
His facial features subtly shifted, his eyes drooped, revealing a face that Zhao Guanghui found extremely familiar.
“Chen, Shun, An?!”
In this instant, the Daoist’s mind was completely shaken, a chaotic mess.
In the past, Chen Shun’an’s cautious and greedy demeanor of taking loans, quickly merged with his current arrogant, Qi and Blood-surging appearance.
It gave him a sense of shattering his worldview, as if falling into an absurd dream.
Could it be that he had intended from the very beginning to take loans and violently refuse repayment…
Zhao Guanghui vaguely understood something.
However,
it was too late.
The life-and-death struggle happened in an instant.
The situation was similar to when Liu Qingyi and others besieged Zhao Guanghui earlier, but that was merely a case of holding back due to fear of breaking the vessel, not the norm.
“Boom!!”
Chen Shun’an’s fist force struck the Daoist, or more precisely, Zhao Guanghui’s chest.
The Heart-Piercing Nail pierced through his limbs with a ‘whizz’, and Zhao Guanghui exploded into a sky full of black wisps before he could even let out a complete scream.
The shell of the Cicada Molt Yin Plate tried to open and close, to absorb something, but Chen Shun’an kicked it fiercely, sending it to the corner with a ‘thump’.
The shell immediately closed obediently.
The black wisps dissipated.
Vaguely, Chen Shun’an could still hear a mournful scream—
“Chen Shun’an, may you die a terrible death!!! You owe me money…”
The barking of a defeated dog.
A debt dies with the debtor.
I don’t care about your debts, rotten or otherwise…
Chen Shun’an’s face was cold as he shot out the Heart-Piercing Nail repeatedly, stabbing dozens of times, directly consuming all of Zhao Guanghui’s remaining Power of Intent.
Then, he carefully examined the scene, and after confirming that Zhao Guanghui was truly, irrevocably dead, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Those who perform Sacrificial Refining on the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】 are truly damnably hard to kill!
First, he was besieged by Liu Qingyi and others, and Zhao Guanghui’s corpse body was shattered into dust.
Even so, Zhao Guanghui’s intent remained, and he was able to steal a life within the Cicada Molt Yin Plate.
If Chen Shun’an hadn’t secretly come today, and instead waited a few months, Zhao Guanghui might have cultivated an Yin God and become a legendary ghost cultivator.
For the first time, Chen Shun’an gained a clear understanding of so-called cultivators.
And this was merely someone borrowing Immortal Fate; in essence, he was just a Martial Artist who didn’t understand the Profound Methods of Yin and Yang or the creation of fortune and destiny.
He wasn’t a true cultivator at all.
Fortunately, it was not in vain that Chen Shun’an prepared meticulously, armed himself to the teeth, and even used a slight deception, presenting himself as a sword cultivator.
This method was indeed effective, and he should expand it in the future.
Although Chen Shun’an felt a pang of heartache for his High-grade Precious Sword, which cost over a hundred taels of silver, and the Pearl-Containing Miasma-Averting Pill, which were now destroyed.
It was still worth it to exchange for an Immortal Fate, the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】.
“Good treasure, good Immortal Fate, Chen Mou has finally regained control of you…”
Chen Shun’an reached out and grabbed the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】, drawing it into his palm.
At this moment, the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】 seemed like Chen Shun’an’s long-lost close relative.
A piece of information appeared in Chen Shun’an’s mind.
【 Belonging to one of the Three Teachings and Two Sects, the Red Forest Great Sect’s traditional Talisman: Undying Molting Insect Solution, refined by incorporating ‘Primal Qi’ into the Talisman, it embodies Yin and Yang transformation and hides the principles of life and death formation 】
【 Object with an owner, cannot transform Immortal into God 】
“How can it have an owner?”
Chen Shun’an frowned upon seeing this.
Zhao Guanghui was dead, that was beyond doubt.
Therefore, there was only one possibility.
“This 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】 never belonged to Zhao Guanghui from the beginning; it already had an owner. It wasn’t specifically distributed to fish for people, was it?”
Evil people recognize evil.
Chen Shun’an, having been in a den of thieves for a long time, could thus discern people by their scent.
He was quite self-aware; he himself was far from being a good person and was not a good thing.
Then these aloof cultivators, hidden behind the masses, who spread all sorts of idealistic Immortal Fates and subtly manipulate martial arts for demonization, were likely even more corrupt.
They might be secretly setting traps and using Immortal Fates as bait.
Chen Shun’an’s thoughts raced.
Moreover, refined by incorporating ‘Primal Qi’ into the Talisman…
Chen Shun’an clearly remembered that the information displayed by the Precious Proclamation when he last encountered the 【 Divine Might Purple Thunder Cannon 】 stated, “The Purple Thunder Cannon is refined by incorporating ‘Form Qi’ and melting iron.”
Chen Shun’an found many Imperial Examination books from Scholar Ma, nominally such as the Eight-legged Essay, 《 Four Books and Five Classics 》, and 《 Commentaries on Chapters and Sentences 》.
But they actually contained various Daoist scriptures.
Among them were records of ‘Primordial Qi’ and ‘Form Qi’.
The Dao is above form, and form is below the Dao. Therefore, what is from form upwards is called the Dao, and what is from form downwards is called the vessel… Since it has form and substance that can be used as a vessel, it is said that what is below form is called a vessel.
The book records that there is Qi within form, and form and Qi can be transformed.
Borrow form to nourish Qi, and when Qi is strong, form is solidified. Manipulate Qi to refine form, and when form is complete, Qi is naturally true.
That is, all things in the world are divided into things with form and things without form.
The Qi of things with form is called ‘Form Qi’.
The Qi of things without form is called ‘Primal Qi’.
Between the two, they are not absolutely opposed and isolated but can borrow form to nourish Qi and manipulate Qi to refine form.
Chen Shun’an then inexplicably thought of Form-Scattering Demons and Form-Gathering Demons.
Since encountering demons, apart from the Great Black Snake that exploded with the visualization diagram of 《 Golden Snake Coiling Silk Hand 】, which was a Form-Scattering Demon.
The other demons encountered were basically Form-Gathering Demons.
This seemed to confirm that Qi leaning towards formless and intangible was rarer and more profound than form and substance.
Form Qi, Primal Qi.
Form-Gathering, Form-Scattering.
The two seemed to be the same thing.
At this moment, Chen Shun’an’s heart stirred, as if he had touched upon some Essence or method of the Sacred Dynasty’s cultivation world.
This was almost a method of cultivating immortality.
His thoughts moved like lightning.
In the next instant, perhaps due to Chen Shun’an’s greatly increased Divinity in recent times and the near completion of his Grass Talisman progress.
The 【 Three Officials of Water True Spirit Treasure Edict 】 in his mind emitted a brilliant Divine Light, the scroll unfurled, and a new line of text appeared in Chen Shun’an’s peripheral vision.
【 Consuming 5 points of Incense can alter Karma, making this Talisman ownerless 】
【 Wish: 163 】
【 Insufficient Incense 】
Chen Shun’an’s face suddenly showed surprise, his eyes shining brightly.
Alter Karma?
Does the Treasure Edict possess such great power?
A mere 5 points of Incense can be accumulated in a few days.
Easily within reach!
Chen Shun’an took out the white porcelain medicine bottle from his embrace, placed the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】 inside, carefully wrapped it with his intent, and tucked it into his embrace.
Only then did he raise his head and look at the collapsed underground palace.
Yin Sha Qi was rolling and pervading, but after losing the 【 Undying Molting Insect Solution 】, it was like water without roots, its dissipation speed greatly increased.
Wind poured in from the gap above, causing dust and debris to gently float around.
Chen Shun’an was silent, searching for something in the collapsed underground palace, within the dried-up blood pool.
Broken bodies and limbs were scattered everywhere.
Then, Chen Shun’an found the corpse of a cripple.
It was shriveled, its features and form long unrecognizable.
But its body was arched, one hand in a throwing posture, its mouth roaring, as if it had used all its strength in a silent act of resistance and revenge.
It was Cheng Bin’s corpse.
