Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 474 - 429 All Pits

Jiang Heng was ruthless in his actions,

but lacked creativity and artistry.

Compared to the methods he used to torture Leng Shu, they fell far short.

It was entirely like a barbarian dealing with captured prey, devouring raw flesh, extracting tendons, and ripping out bones.

Leng Shu didn't even manage to let out a few muffled screams before he was no longer recognizable as human.

"He's just an ignorant beast, at best," Jiang Heng walked toward Leng Shu. "The daily reprimands were your lifeline, and you dare to bare your fangs at me!"

The dazzling Holy Light on his body formed a Holy Crown flickering constantly above his head; at this moment, in the eyes of the world, Jiang Heng was like a Demon-suppressing Buddha descending during times of suffering and disaster to purge evil spirits.

At this point, what was in sheer agony and despair was no longer Leng Shu's physical body, but the complete shattering of his Dao heart.

The taste of being deceived by the path of Cultivation, being ordered about like a dog by these celestial beings, and all the experiences he had endured over the years, all came to naught—this was more painful than being slashed with a thousand cuts.

He was like a resentful demon at this moment, but his cultivation was so insignificant compared to Jiang Heng standing before him.

With his last bit of Qi, he bit into Jiang Heng's arm like a demonic hound, tearing off a chunk of flesh.

"Be reincarnated!" Jiang Heng, enraged, produced a Holy Mace that materialized from light in his hand and smashed it heavily into Leng Shu's head.

Leng Shu's skull cracked open, bleeding profusely, but he held onto Jiang Heng's bite firmly.

Jiang Heng's fury intensified as he smashed the crazed dog repeatedly with the Holy Mace, pulverizing him into a mass of flesh, splashing blood onto his clean and noble Heavenly Robe and staining his youthful face red. However, Jiang Heng's pleasant appearance at this moment was chilling; there was no hint of the divinity of a Holy God, only the appearance of a sick, cold-blooded animal.

Wiping the bloodstains off his cheek with the sleeve of his clothes, Jiang Heng then approached Wu Hen and Qingxi with a warm smile, as though he were a long-lost relative.

"You must've been startled, little niece. And my sister, really, not even mentioning to us when you took a True Disciple. This Leng Shu, I just saw him possess some fate and fortune and gave him a few pointers. I must admit, he trod on an evil path quite proficiently, even cultivating the Fake Pill to become a Saint Leader, but compared to the talents of the little niece, he truly falls short. The position of Human Emperor should be filled by the little niece," Jiang Heng said with a smile as if he were a long-lost relative.

It was obvious that the deterrence Cai Lan brought to Jiang Heng was significant; he was trying his best to ingratiate himself with Wu Hen so that Wu Hen would speak well on his behalf after returning.

"Taking on the role of Human Emperor is out of the question for me. I'm used to a carefree life, and besides, I'm not inclined to clean up this mess," Wu Hen declined.

In this Cang Chu Divine Realm, he still had so many family members. Becoming the Human Emperor was not about ruling but instead about easily fostering the growth of inner demons. Wu Hen believed he was not a decent person and feared that he might carelessly indulge in revelry and waste his prime years.

"Niece, you might see that Tongtian City has suffered a great catastrophe tonight, but in reality, it's like a large stone dropped into a pond—it won't be long before it returns to calm. These humans of all sorts have one thing in common—they live with the resilience of weeds, no matter how many you pull up, come next year, with rain from the Spiritual Dew, they all sprout anew. And they will only pursue the matter of Cultivation even more madly," Jiang Heng explained.

"Master, since all of this is an illusion, why are they so persistently clinging to it?" Qingxi asked at that moment.

"How can it be called illusion? Even if they cultivate Void Origin Faux Pills, they are still stronger than ordinary people, controlling the lives and deaths of those weaker. Besides, the path of Cultivation isn't devoid of a chance for Ascension. Haven't we opened a crack and allowed those with sufficient cultivation to come to heaven? Once they reach heaven, we naturally guide them on the True Yuan Cultivation, and to what extent they can cultivate is up to them. It's just that this generally requires humbling oneself in our Holy State," Jiang Heng said with a smile.

"So even knowing it's false, they would still rush to it like a hungry swarm," Qingxi understood.

"Do you think there haven't been people who proclaimed the falsehood of this path of Cultivation to the world? But a few years later, everything's back to normal, or even more frantic. They would think the cultivation is fake is just some conspiracy spread by those in power, meant to prevent ordinary or talented individuals from cultivating. It might even spark an even crazier 'I control my fate, not heaven' movement," Jiang Heng narrated indifferently.

The people within Tongtian City were deeply trapped in the cycle of Cultivation.

In this life, if one was a ghost in someone else's soul banner, in the next life, one would aspire to be the one holding the banner, and if in the following life one stumbled in Cultivation and reincarnation, even returning with memories intact, they would surely think about how to craft a better soul banner. Not a single person considers, with the next life, to stay far away from this horror, this cruel, cannibalistic Cultivation, this lawless Cultivation World.

So why would Tongtian City lack people filled with ambition? It is a massive vortex after all. You know it's fake, a billion Cultivators are all cultivating falsehoods, but how do you know you are not the only true Cultivator among the billion?

…

"Master, Uncle, I don't plan to stay here any longer. I want to look around other places. Even though I know that other places in the otherworldly realm aren't much better, I've really had enough of this place. Even if I get eaten by some powerful Predator on the way, it's my fate. At least it will have been my own choice," Fang Li spoke up.

At this moment, Wu Hen was planning to take Qingxi and Fang Li to the Cloud Holy Country. After all, Tongtian City has been bleak lately, it might as well be quieter in heaven.

Qingxi originally wanted to persuade her to stay, but upon hearing Fang Li's departing footsteps, she hesitated to speak.

This pure-hearted girl had seen through it all.

Well, that was her choice. Perhaps stepping onto this path of Cultivation was never under one's control.

"Fang Li, near Da Xuan, there's a Human Clan. I've dealt with them before. If you happen to pass by, please visit those old friends for me. If you like the ambiance there, you can also stay for a while," Wu Hen suggested.

Fang Li left without any particular direction, clearly just wanting to get away from here.

Since that was the case, Wu Hen also promoted his own hometown to see if he could retain this pure-natured Holy Cultivation Disciple.

"Good! Thank you, Junior Uncle!" Fang Li nodded her head, also decided on a direction to take, and flew towards the place Wu Hen had mentioned.

After Fang Li left, Qingxi let out a light sigh.

Among all the disciples, her talent was the best, and if she could concentrate on cultivation, she would definitely have her place in the future. Qingxi hadn't expected her to give up entirely.

That would require more than just courage. It was like a person who had suffered a lifetime of trials and pain, looking to choose a better life within their scope upon reincarnation. The poor hoped to be reborn into wealth, the weak to be born strong, the foolish to have Spiritual Wisdom by their side... instead of completely abandoning everything for the unknown.

Humans are naturally afraid of the unknown, but that doesn't mean some don't dare to take that step into it.

...

Arriving at Yun Shan Mansion.

Wu Hen and Qingxi headed straight for Cai Lan's house without hesitation.

"You come under my door, to be my True Disciple," before the two could speak, Cai Lan pointed at Qingxi and said indifferently.

"Ah?" Wu Hen was taken aback for a moment, then pointed at himself with his finger.

Jiang Heng had tacitly accepted himself as Cai Lan's True Disciple, so how did it suddenly become Qingxi?

"What about a Junior Brother..." Qingxi was also puzzled and confused.

There can only be one True Disciple, otherwise, it wouldn't be called "true."

"He has his own path," Cai Lan said indifferently.

Wu Hen's approach to cultivation was too diverse and complicated; he might not solely devote himself to Holy Cultivation. Cai Lan knew this from the first glance at Wu Hen.

"It's better this way. Now my Senior Sister has somewhere to belong. Second Sister, there's something I don't understand, could you help me clarify it? Will it disturb your rest?" Wu Hen asked.

"Do you want to know about the Blood Pattern Tianxuan Saint Technique?" Cai Lan asked.

"Senior Sister, you really have an omniscient mind; nothing can be hidden from you. That Saint Jiang Heng doesn't seem like a peripheral figure. The Tianxuan Saint Technique is so rare, and I just happened to obtain one by chance. Where did Leng Shu get his from? This is already worthy of deep thought. Furthermore, the logic of this Tianxuan Saint Technique doesn't hold up. If the people below are all cultivating fakes, then the Tianxuan Saint Technique's absorption of Cultivation must also have a limit; it couldn't possibly reach the heights of you Holy Gods. Thus, it doesn't deserve the name Tianxuan Saint Technique. So, I was wondering if someone intentionally scattered the so-called Tianxuan Saint Technique into the world, then let them fight over it, let them raise Gu, and have the Gu Raising Person ultimately reap the benefits, acting as the 'Heavenly Huang Que.'" Wu Hen was making a conjecture about Jiang Heng based on the Perception he had explored.

Jiang Heng had given pointers to Leng Shu.

After that, Leng Shu shot up to the heavens.

Could it be that it was Jiang Heng who revealed the Tianxuan Saint Technique to Leng Shu?

With this Saint Technique, Leng Shu would definitely commit evil deeds.

And at the same time, he was working for Jiang Heng.

Once Leng Shu's value was completely extracted, Jiang Heng would make his move. Not only would he reap virtue, but he would also harvest Cultivation.

Beside them, Qingxi let out a very soft gasp of surprise, her face turning towards Wu Hen.

She couldn't fathom how her Junior Brother, with those fragmented clues, could guess such a scheme.

"Cai Ting..." Cai Lan uttered the name. This was the first time she had called Wu Hen by this name, and from her tone, it was evident that she had started to recognize this wild younger brother, "Do you think, the Tianxuan Saint Technique you presented to me was real?"

The moment she spoke, Wu Hen felt as if thunder had exploded overhead, chilling him to his core!

Updat𝒆d fr𝒐m freewebnσvel.cøm.

That meant the secret treasure the murderer thought he had obtained was just bait set by the celestial beings, to let some people believe they had stumbled upon miraculous Cultivation opportunities, then follow the same fate as Leng Shu.

He almost became that fish lured by the bait!!

To be honest, Wu Hen felt a sense of dread at this realization.

He suddenly thought how wise Fang Li's decision to escape far away was...

This path of Cultivation was filled with traps of the dead!

Where were all those destined for greatness, all those adventures? They were nothing but bait fed to you by the schemers!