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Using methods of killing to cultivate is considered a low-level form of Evil Cultivation. (Of course, those who kill tens of thousands at once do not count; that is true evil.) This is because they can only absorb the Resentment associated with a person's death and the soul after death. High-level Evil Cultivators keep people captive and use special means to make them release their Resentment, thus achieving sustainable cultivation... well, not quite... let's just say it’s something along those lines. Anyway, I need to go pick up a package soon...
Mr. Cui's methods are quite advanced.
What I pulled out was nothing other than blood vessels from a person's body! Yes, it was terrifying; this person's head had already turned into a skull, yet there were still blood vessels present.
Mr. Cui must have buried these people underground, feeding them with Resentment. This turned them into beings that were neither human nor ghost. As they lacked food to nourish themselves, their muscles and viscera gradually rotted away, leaving only stark white bones buried underground. Their skulls and cervical vertebrae remained connected, so when I lifted the skull, it was like pulling up a radish. Surprisingly, there was still brain matter inside the skull; humans generate Resentment, which accumulates and transforms into Blood Qi, nourishing these skulls, allowing them to continue producing Resentment. A complete industrial chain had formed here.
“All Restrictions Lifted, All Restrictions Lifted.” I quickly drew an Exorcism talisman and placed it on the skull.
Once the Yellow Talisman was applied, the brain inside the skull immediately rotted into a pool of blood.
“Mr. Cui is truly ruthless; he even uses such sinister methods as blood refining,” I said with lingering fear. What if the skull spoke to me? Would I respond or not?
“Hmph, such people should be treated with their own methods,” Wang Ni said, her eyes blazing with fire—this was not just a metaphor; her eyes literally emitted flames.
“Hey, hey, hey, calm down! There are so many dead bodies here; there must be flammable and explosive gases like methane or something similar. If you ignite them and cause an explosion, how unfair would that be for me?” I needed to quickly get Wang Ni to extinguish the flames.
“Don’t worry; this isn’t fire,” Wang Ni replied. “This is my magical power; it’s just different from your golden flames; it’s fire-red.”
“You have magical power?” I asked in surprise. So Wang Ni wasn’t an ability user after all. “Alright then. Since you have magical power, let’s work together to find other skulls. No need to dig them up; just stick this talisman on top.”
I handed Wang Ni a stack of Exorcism Talismans. “Do you know how to use them? Just channel your magical power into them.”
Wang Ni took the Yellow Talisman and infused it with her magical energy, causing the strokes on the Yellow Talisman to light up instantly.
"Do you also have a mentor?" In our line of work, having a mentor is quite important; those without one are seen as lacking the protection of a Patriarch. "How can you still use magical energy?" I asked while searching for a skull on the ground, casually chatting with Wang Ni.
"I was born with it," Wang Ni replied. "I realized I had magical energy early on, but for many years I couldn't find the right way to use it. I could only use it to boost myself, and when I lacked strength, I could draw upon my magical energy as if it were physical strength."
This was the first time Wang Ni shared her situation with me.
"Using magical energy as strength? That's quite extravagant, isn't it? By the way, how much magical energy can your Dantian hold?"
The magical energy cultivated through practice can be stored in the Dantian for later use. My Dantian can hold about the capacity of a large barrel. The Dantian can also be cultivated to accommodate more magical energy.
"Does magical energy need to be stored?" Wang Ni stood up and stared at me. "I didn't know that. I've never practiced with magical energy; it's always been within me, like a lake. I just draw from it directly when I need it."
My expression at that moment was one of disbelief.
What the hell, I've spent over ten years barely cultivating a Dantian that can hold the capacity of a barrel, and now this girl tells me she not only has innate magical energy but also a Dantian that can hold a lake?
Wang Ni seemed like a miser guarding a vast treasure without spending any of it. It's hard to imagine what would happen if she could control her magical energy well. Speaking of which, I wonder what kind of virtue Wang Ni accumulated in her past life to deserve such great fortune—did she save the entire universe or something? Otherwise, how could she be blessed with such luck?
With an additional person, especially a Sister, as the saying goes: "Men and women working together makes the task easier." Before long, we had nearly finished placing all the skulls onto the Yellow Talismans.
"Alright, just one more." As Wang Ni and I progressed in our work, the red Blood Qi began to gradually fade away.
"Sister Ni, you go out first. Call out when you're outside; I'm going to perform a ritual, so be careful not to get hurt." I sent Wang Ni out of the forest.
I was preparing to set a fire. If the Blood Qi wasn't dispelled, it would be hard to guarantee that no accidents would happen in the future. Of course, ordinary flames wouldn't burn away Blood Qi, but Ghost Fire could. Unfortunately, the more it burned, the greater the Resentment became.
Once I confirmed that Wang Ni had left the forest, I took out a blank piece of yellow paper, bit my finger to draw blood, and meticulously crafted a Seal on the paper.
In the Eight Treasures Mystique, there is a Wonderful Technique called Samadhi Fire, which is different from True Fire; it refers to a general category of Daoist fire. The commonly known high-level Daoist fires include True Fire, White Extreme Flame, Nine Heavens Palace Fire, and Sun True Fire. These are the most elite flames. Besides these, many cultivators have their unique flames. The Samadhi Fire from the Eight Treasures Mystique is an unparalleled skill that can manipulate all flames, left behind by Fire God Zhu Rong. Of course, with my current cultivation level, I couldn't borrow fire yet (borrowing someone else's fire has no distance limit; I could use your fire whenever I wanted). Moreover, I didn't have my own Daoist fire, so I could only rely on talismans to perform the ritual.
The Seal I drew represented a type of fire that rarely appears in the mortal realm—Yang Fire.
Like humans, fire also has yin and yang distinctions. Yang Fire is derived from the surface of the Sun Star, while the internal fire of the Sun Star is Sun True Fire. Yin Fire is different from Ghost Fire; it comes from the surface of the Moon Star (the Moon Star has no flames inside) and reflects the flames of the Moon Star. Compared to Yang Fire, Yin Fire lacks aggression but possesses resilience—it is difficult to extinguish.
Yang Fire can only be used during the day and is also effective against Ghost Fire (unfortunately, it was nighttime when I fought Mr. Cui). It is a natural nemesis to both Resentment and Blood Qi.
I ignited the Sunfire Talisman, and in an instant, the red Blood Qi was ignited, rising into a stunning red mushroom cloud.
"A fleeting love leads to intoxication; why suffer for a hundred years in wickedness? Thankfully guided towards wisdom, one can find freedom and subdue sin."
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