You Feel This First

Zhou Ming looked at Ao Hai in front of him, his heart unmoved, and simply nodded.

He looked Ao Hai up and down.

"Excellent, the Good Corpse has been severed, just right."

Hearing Zhou Ming's seemingly random statement, Ao Hai's doubts deepened.

Just right?

What's the meaning?

What exactly does this Saint want to do?

Countless questions arose in his mind, but he dared not ask them directly. He could only stand there, waiting for Zhou Ming to continue.

Just as Ao Hai was lost in thought, Zhou Ming's voice rang out again.

"I'm giving you a chance to continue cultivating the Law. Are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Hai became even more confused.

He looked at Zhou Ming with some confusion, carefully choosing his words before replying.

"The Saint is joking."

"Isn't this Path of Laws something that all living beings in the Primordial Wilderness can cultivate? It's just that the progress is slow, and it's difficult to achieve anything significant."

Zhou Ming shook his head, seemingly too lazy to waste words.

"Forget it, explaining it to you would be a waste of breath."

"See for yourself."

The words had barely left his mouth.

With a light tap of his fingertip, Zhou Ming sent a beam of light into Ao Hai's brow.

That spiritual light contained the first half of the Slaying Three Corpses Method passed down by Hongjun.

Ao Hai's body jolted, and he had no time to react.

The next moment, a vast and complex scripture unfolded in his mind.

This is the first half of the Slaying Three Corpses Method passed down by Hongjun.

Ao Hai was initially startled, but realizing that the spiritual light meant no harm, he calmed down and began to investigate.

As time passed, Ao Hai's expression changed from initial calm to confusion, then to shock, and finally to utter despair.

He froze on the spot, speechless for a long time.

After a long while, Ao Hai finally recovered from the huge shock. He spoke with difficulty and asked Zhou Ming for confirmation.

"Saint... this... this Slaying Three Corpses Method, where did it come from?"

Is what's written here... true?

Ao Hai's heart was roaring with rage.

Fake!

This must be fake!

The Saint is lying to me!

But reason told him that this couldn't possibly be fake.

He knew perfectly well that Zhou Ming's current status and position were a factor.

There's absolutely no need to fabricate such a lie to deceive a mere quasi -Quasi-Sage like him.

But if this is true...

Wouldn't he himself, and countless other Great Powers in the Primordial Wilderness who followed in the footsteps of the Dao Ancestor, become a colossal joke?

The truth revealed by this Cultivation Method is too cruel and too subversive.

It was so cruel that he couldn't believe it, and didn't want to believe it.

He desperately needed to get a definite answer from Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming saw his struggle and calmly gave his answer.

"Of course, Hongjun gave this to me."

Boom!

He remained silent for a long time, his chest heaving violently.

Finally, an uncontrollable surge of anger and resentment erupted from the depths of his heart.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and roared with all his might.

"The Dao Ancestor is a menace! The Dao Ancestor has caused immense harm!"

"I regret it so much! I regret it so much!"

His voice, filled with endless regret and resentment, echoed in the empty palace.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have practiced that damned Slaying Three Corpses Method in the first place!

But then again, did he even have a choice?

No!

After the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the Dragon Clan's Fortune declined, and its masters dwindled in number.

Bound by the Karma of heaven and earth, they can only retreat to the Four Seas.

If he didn't cultivate this Slaying Three Corpses Method, how could he have broken through to the Quasi-Sage Realm in such a short time?

Given his circumstances at the time, achieving the status of Primordial Origin Golden Immortal was simply a pipe dream!

The Slaying Three Corpses Method was his only option.

Therefore, every sip and every bite is preordained.

But he was unwilling to accept it!

Who could accept this?

Anyone who knows that the Dao Path they have diligently cultivated throughout their life was a dead end from the very beginning would be unwilling to accept it!

Ao Hai completely lost control of his emotions, pacing back and forth in the Side Hall, venting his resentment and unwillingness.

Zhou Ming sat quietly, watching Ao Hai vent his emotions, without saying a word to disturb him.

Only after Ao Hai's emotions had calmed down a bit did he slowly speak.

"I can help you continue your Dao Path and retrace the Path of Laws."

The violent magical Magic Power abruptly ceased.

Ao Hai, who was just immersed in grief and indignation, froze upon hearing these words.

But there was no joy on his face.

Instead, he instantly calmed down, his voice low and hoarse.

What do I need to give in return?

Saint wouldn't help him for no reason.

He's lived this long and knows better than anyone that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Especially after learning the truth about the Slaying Three Corpses Method, he became even more wary of this "opportunity" that came from nowhere.

A look of approval appeared on Zhou Ming's face.

He wasn't blinded by anger yet.

"I have a method that, after cultivation, can free one from the drawbacks of Slaying Three Corpses and allow one to return to the Path of Laws."

"However, this method is somewhat difficult to practice and takes a considerable amount of time."

"I can teach you this method."

Zhou Ming paused briefly before stating his conditions.

"After you begin practicing this method, you must remain with my Wu Clan and are not allowed to leave at will."

Upon hearing this, Ao Hai fell into a long silence.

Have you been staying with the Wu Clan all this time?

What about the Dragon Clan?

He closed his eyes and carefully considered the pros and cons.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and made a decision.

He looked at Zhou Ming and slowly, yet with unwavering determination, shook his head.

"Thank you for your kind intentions, Your Saint."

"I think I'd better not practice this method."

Zhou Ming's expression remained unchanged.

Are you sure?

Ao Hai took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress all his resentment.

"I'm sure."

"The Dragon Clan still needs me."

"If I stay in the Wu Clan, what will happen to my people?"

"The Dragon Clan has paid a heavy price so that I could become Quasi-Sage."

"I cannot abandon my people because of my own Dao Path."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, his words carrying a hint of relief mixed with a touch of helplessness.

"Besides, even if I could continue on the Dao Path, it doesn't necessarily mean I would attain enlightenment."

"If that's the case, why abandon my people for that vague and uncertain hope?"

Zhou Ming looked at him and asked again.

Are you really unwilling?

"I beg Your Saint's mercy to choose someone else." Ao Hai bowed again, his attitude resolute.

A strange smile appeared on Zhou Ming's face.

"Yeah?"

"Don't rush to refuse."

"Try experiencing this first."

After saying that, Zhou Ming flicked his finger.

A barely perceptible wisp of energy flew from his fingertips and drifted straight to Ao Hai's front.

The moment he sensed that aura, the resolute and tragic expression on Ao Hai's face froze.

Instead, there was utter shock and horror!

His expression changed drastically in an instant!

"This... this is..."

Impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!