Chapter 107: Chapter 105: Controlling Demons, Chess Piece, Crimson Jade

[Talisman Master] Fang Cheng

[Divine Power Technique]

Red Nether Condensing Light: Adept (1300/3000)

He spent all his newly acquired Fortune Points on the Red Nether Condensing Light.

This Divine Technique from the Joyful Zen Skill lacked any real killing power. However, once mastered, it could unleash a divine light that caused illusions to bloom in a person’s mind, plunging them into a boundless sea of desire and birthing a Heart Demon that was extremely difficult to eradicate.

Fang Cheng had now cultivated this Divine Technique to the fifth level!

As his cultivation of it deepened, he gradually discovered the technique’s more profound mysteries.

This Divine Technique could not only "plant demons" but also "control demons"!

Planting a Heart Demon in an opponent was merely the technique’s primary manifestation.

More importantly, the Red Nether Condensing Light could stir the Heart Demon at any time, shattering their Dao Heart, throwing their soul into disarray, and ultimately enslaving both body and mind!

’This is a true Demon Skill...’

Fang Cheng sighed internally.

If he didn’t have to avoid killing that person, he wouldn’t have resorted to this method.

Of course, cultivating this skill was fraught with danger. The slightest carelessness could result in a backlash.

It was like walking on a knife’s edge.

Fortunately, he had the Golden Talisman to add points, an aid that surpassed any heavenly treasure in the world, allowing him to calmly master the demonic thoughts that came with cultivating a Demon Skill.

After allocating the points, Fang Cheng’s comprehension of this Divine Technique rose to another level, and he gained a preliminary grasp of how to "control demons."

「Noon.」

Wen Qianqian returned to the West Wing and said in a low voice, "I’ve found out. The day after tomorrow, Feng Ling is going to the Jade Banquet Tower to host a few Inner Sect Disciples."

Fang Cheng, who was sitting at his desk contemplating something, looked up and asked, "Where is she now?"

Wen Qianqian replied, "Still on Flame Demon Island."

Fang Cheng nodded. "Good. Go out and buy me a Second-Order Lower Grade Breath Concealment Talisman. I have an important use for it."

With that, he took out a bag of Spirit Stones and handed it to her.

A flicker of confusion crossed Wen Qianqian’s face, but she didn’t ask any questions. She took the Spirit Stones, closed up the shop out front, and headed for the marketplace’s main street.

...

「Two days later.」

In the skies over the waters dozens of miles from Flame Demon Island.

The heavens were not cooperating. Dark clouds filled the sky as a storm raged with fierce winds and torrential rain. The waves of the great Daze churned, swelling to ten-foot heights.

A tall, imposing figure stood steadily in the sky. The downpour was blocked before it could reach him, deflected and scattered by a sharp Sword Intent.

It was none other than Fang Cheng, who had come alone!

Dressed in black robes, he was like a sharp sword that had blended into the vast, misty rain.

He gazed toward Flame Demon Island, his expression grim. He took out a black Talisman and slowly pressed it to his chest.

The next moment, the Talisman instantly released a dense cloud of black mist about ten feet wide, enveloping Fang Cheng completely.

In an instant, Fang Cheng’s aura seemed to be cut off by the black mist, vanishing into thin air.

A moment later, the black mist slowly dissipated, and Fang Cheng’s figure was gone!

It was a Second-Order Lower Grade Breath Concealment Talisman.

After concealing his presence and form, Fang Cheng finally flew toward Flame Demon Island.

Before long, Flame Demon Island came into view.

The giant island, shrouded in the curtain of rain, looked like a monstrous beast crouching on the water’s surface, exuding an aura that warned all strangers to keep away.

Any farther and he would trigger the island’s defensive formations, attracting the Feng Family’s Patrolling Cultivators.

Fang Cheng moved to a position on the mandatory route from Flame Demon Island to the marketplace, then descended gracefully into the water to wait and watch in secret.

The sky was gloomy and the downpour relentless, showing no signs of stopping.

As the Ancestral Land of the Feng Family, Flame Demon Island was home to many Cultivators. Streaks of Escape Light frequently rose and fell, flashing past overhead where Fang Cheng was hidden.

Concealed in the water, Fang Cheng was like an extremely patient predator, silently awaiting the appearance of his prey.

Several hours passed. A speck of red light flew out from the island, growing larger as it approached.

It was a blazing, crimson Fire Escape!

Within the Escape Light was a Beautiful Female Cultivator with a graceful and alluring figure. She domineeringly broke through the wind and rain, heading straight for the Yinluo Sect Marketplace.

She wore a black Profound Gold Patterned Long Skirt, her hair was styled in a high Cloud-Pile Palace Bun, and a Waterdrop Red Jade hung between her brows. Her bright and commanding face, however, was as dark as water.

Anyone could see she was in a very bad mood. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

In fact, Feng Ling had been in a foul temper lately!

Over ten days ago, the Soul Lamp Fang Hen had left with the Feng Family was abruptly extinguished.

Fang Hen, it should be known, was an important chess piece she had placed within the family. Now, that piece had been swept off the board.

Years of planning had been ruined at the final step!

Not only had Fang Hen failed to leave a bloodline for the Feng Family, but he had also prematurely learned the family’s Flame Demon True Technique and received a significant amount of Cultivation Resources.

Now, all their initial investments had gone down the drain, and the Feng Family Elders’ Meeting had some complaints about Feng Ling.

As the number one expert of the Feng Family’s younger generation, Feng Ling valued power and influence just as much as she pursued formidable Cultivation and strength!

Born into a prominent family, she had understood the importance of power from a young age.

This world had one rule that had never changed since ancient times.

The strong exploit and dominate the weak!

By grasping power, one could manipulate the distribution of resources, and in turn, control and influence others.

The weak could only exchange their time, energy, wisdom, and freedom for the chance to survive and obtain Cultivation Resources.

Feng Ling’s ambition was to enter the ranks of the strong in the Abyssal Marsh.

To become a rule-maker and a master of resources in this land spanning thousands of miles!

To be high above all, revered and respected by others.

This was the most fundamental motivation for her cultivation!

If the matter with Fang Hen had succeeded, she would have been a great hero to the Feng Family, and her influence among the other branches of the family would have risen to a new level.

What a pity!

’I was too careless.’

She had been too lenient with Fang Hen, allowing him to leave Flame Demon Island for the Southern Mang alone.

For the past few days, she had been stewing over this, and had sent people to the Southern Mang to investigate and search for clues about the murderer.

The results that came back shocked her.

Including Fang Hen, seven Late-stage Sensing Cultivators, as well as the rather famous Life Talisman Loose Cultivator from the Southern Mang Mountains, Lady Ghost, had all vanished into thin air.

Whoever possessed such methods was no ordinary person.

Therefore, she had contacted numerous Inner Disciples of Yinluo Sect, preparing to pool their strength to uncover the truth.

The Yinluo Sect’s Demon Cleansing Conference was currently in full swing, and many Yinluo Sect Cultivators and disciples from prominent families were in the Southern Mang Mountains. By mobilizing them, she might be able to obtain a great deal of useful information.

Feng Ling flew through the vast rain, the fiery light around her body blazing, causing the surrounding water vapor to explode and dissipate.

Fang Cheng followed silently behind her, tailing her the entire way.

Concealed by the Second-Order Concealment Talisman, Feng Ling noticed nothing.

Halfway to the marketplace, over a vast and desolate stretch of water with no one else around, Fang Cheng decisively made his move!

With a flick of his finger, the Poison Gu transformed into a streak of dark green light. Like a thin, straight line, it silently pierced the rain curtain and caught up to Feng Ling’s Escape Light.

The invisible, potent poison spread wantonly, seeping into Feng Ling’s body.

Feng Ling, who was in the middle of a rapid Flying Escape, knitted her brows. On her smooth forehead, the Waterdrop Red Jade suddenly emitted a soft glow that enveloped her entire body.

Feng Ling’s expression changed. A cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes as she abruptly halted her Escape Light.

The fiery light in the sky froze for a moment before suddenly retracting.

Feng Ling’s pretty face turned cold. "Who is sneaking around and trying to ambush me?!"