Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 385: How Could I Not Have Gained Anything From Being Struck by Lightning Every Month?
Chapter 385: How Could I Not Have Gained Anything From Being Struck by Lightning Every Month?
The frigid wind brushed against their faces as silence fell, save for the mournful wails of various ghosts reverberating through the area.
Oink oink—
Moo—
Baa—
Neither the wizened old man nor Vice Creed Leader Shi, both of whom were Fusion cultivators with millennia of experience, had ever witnessed a spectacle like today’s.
Vice Creed Leader Shi’s expression became disjointed. Just moments ago, he had solemnly declared the situation dire now that their opponent had successfully refined the Myriad Souls Banner.
But judging by the current circumstances, even if our opponent refines ten of such banners, it likely won’t pose any trouble.
The wizened old man hadn’t expected to produce such playthings. He had simply passed by a small village and discovered its astonishing concentration of bloody aura, which was perfect for refining a Myriad Souls Banner. Thus, he swept all the bloody aura away and hurriedly chose a remote location.
With formidable enemies before him and the Myriad Souls Banner finally completed at this critical juncture, he had planned to offer their blood as sacrifice and unleash a million malevolent ghosts to claim their lives.
Yet this absurd barnyard assembly is what I summoned?
Gritting his teeth, the old man formed hand seals and activated the Myriad Souls Banner again.
“So be it! Whether human or livestock, since they can be refined into a Myriad Souls Banner, they are all considered malevolent ghosts!”
Seeing the old man persist, Vice Creed Leader Shi thought of the same issue. However ridiculous this Myriad Souls Banner appears, its power shouldn’t be underestimated!
“Go, eat them!” The old man cackled madly, commanding decisively to make this place the trio’s final resting spot.
The pigs, cows, and sheep promptly scattered in all directions. If not for the restraining force of the Myriad Souls Banner, they would have escaped without a trace. A few pigs even nudged the old man before leisurely ambling away.
The wizened old man, “...”
Vice Creed Leader Shi, “...”
“Senior Brother Lu, so this is how Fusion cultivators fight?” Tao Yaoye transmitted an auditory message to Lu Yang. This was her first time encountering a battle between Fusion cultivators. I can’t figure out their combat methods no matter how I try.
Lu Yang inwardly remarked, It’s my first time encountering something like this too.
“Immortal Fairy, why don’t livestock refined into the Myriad Souls Banner obey commands?”
Inside his mental space, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy doubled over laughing, unable to recover for quite some time. “Hahaha, what an idiot! Using livestock to refine a Myriad Souls Banner? Why don’t you refine it with bugs while you’re at it? Hahaha...”
When she finally regained her composure, she explained, “The Myriad Souls Banner’s essence is commanding souls. Only souls of sentient living beings, such as humans and demon beasts, can be commanded. The stronger their cultivation and the greater their resentment were when they were alive, the more powerful the souls became.
“Livestock lack spirit intelligence, yet you expect them to understand attack orders?”
“But why do I remember that souls of infants can be used to refine Myriad Souls Banners too? Don’t babies also lack intelligence?”
“Yes, you can use infants’ souls to refine Myriad Souls Banners, but you’re overlooking one thing. Diabolic cultivators don’t immediately refine the infants’ souls into a Myriad Souls Banner. This process takes years. During this time, while the souls’ forms remain unchanged, their minds gradually mature until reaching an age where they can understand the commands. Only then is refinement complete.”
Before the Everlasting Immortal Fairy became an immortal, she’d frequently interact with diabolic cultivators. During the chaotic ancient era, diabolic cultivators were everywhere; her understanding of them surpassed even Vice Creed Leader Shi’s.
Before she forgot, she admonished Lu Yang. “You must study hard. Don’t end up like this old illiterate.”
Lu Yang relayed the explanation to Tao Yaoye, earning a gaze of admiration from her.
Senior Brother Lu is so erudite.
Wait, why does Senior Brother Lu know so much about the diabolic path?
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The wizened old man abandoned the Myriad Souls Banner and produced a necklace. Each bead was a miniature skull with uniquely grotesque expressions.
This was his life-bound magical treasure, the Eighteen-Generations Clan Necklace.
To forge it, one must first marry and bear children, procreating until the lineage reached the eighteenth generation. The most outstanding individual descendant from each generation would be selected to sacrifice their lives. These individuals will be subjected to torture and refined into beads, then strung together with their wives’ intestines, forming a necklace of eighteen beads.
As the wizened old man tossed aside the Eighteen-Generations Clan Necklace, the necklace snapped, and each skull bead swelled into floating white skulls that lunged to tear at Vice Creed Leader Shi.
This single move could intimidate most Fusion cultivators into shunning direct confrontation.
“Haha, you old bastard is really ruthless! You didn’t even have qualms about refining eighteen generations of descendants into a diabolic artifact! With the bloodline of these descendants linked to you, no wonder it responds to you so readily!” Vice Creed Leader Shi’s expression remained unchanged.
Though he had recognized the necklace’s origins, what of it? Having risen to the position of vice creed leader under the watchful eyes of the righteous path, his methods were beyond what the wizened old man could imagine. The bone scythe in Vice Creed Leader Shi’s hands sprouted two barbs from its handle, piercing his palm. As the weapon drank his blood, a red line appeared in the middle.
Swish! As he brandished the bone scythe, rays of light descended from the sky, illuminating the entire mountain peak. Of the eighteen diabolic skulls, six were severed.
The old man’s face blanched. “How could your scythe synchronize better than my necklace?!”
Vice Creed Leader strode forward, engaging the remaining diabolic skulls. “You don’t say! To refine this scythe, I extracted my own bones. I nourished them day and night with blood to maintain their activity even after separating from my body, before finally refining them into this scythe!
“No matter how closely related your eighteen generations of descendants are to you, how could they compare to my bond with my own bones?!”
“Madman!” the wizened old man cursed. Extracting all of one’s bones to be refined into a magical treasure required centuries. Furthermore, it would leave one vulnerable to sabotage. A single mishap could result in severe drainage of vitality or even death.
“Hehe, Creed Leader Qin valued me and protected me throughout the refinement process!”
Their battle raged intensely, with the wizened old man employing endless diabolic methods. The eighteen diabolic skulls constantly detached and combined to disrupt Vice Creed Leader Shi’s assault, while Vice Creed Leader Shi transformed into elusive afterimages with his bone scythe reaping lives and deterring the old man from close combat.
“I hereby establish the rule: Apart from me, everyone within five hundred zhang shall have their movements slowed.” The wizened old man used the power of rules to restrict Vice Creed Leader Shi’s movements.
Lu Yang and Tao Yaoye immediately felt like they were mired in a swamp, barely able to move.
Vice Creed Leader Shi sneered as his soul exited his body. While my physical body has slowed, my soul isn’t affected. Switching weapons, his soul hefted the giant hammer and smashed it at the old man.
“You think you’re the only one who can set rules? I hereby establish the rule: Within five hundred zhang, no one is allowed to use diabolic artifacts!”
The Eighteen-Generations Clan Necklace dimmed, and its eighteen diabolic skulls vanished.
“You’re only left with a soul, yet you dare challenge me?!” The wizened old man charged at Vice Creed Leader Shi, only to be sent flying by the hammer.
He cried out incredulously, “How could it be? Why is your soul so powerful?!”
The old man was immensely confident of his own soul, for he specialized in soul arts. Yet when it came to sheer soul strength, he found himself slightly outmatched by Vice Creed Leader Shi.
“Try getting struck by heavenly lightning worth a billion every month—you’d be like this too!” Vice Creed Leader Shi bellowed in rage. I put my life on the line every month to endure the lightning tribulation. How could I not have gained anything?!
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